Cultivation of the Elf Continent

He kept thinking that there was a race that was keen on forging. For this reason, Harson even found the blacksmith in the town and asked if there was such a thing as the forging master. There was actually such a person. However, this man was huge in stature, with a densely hairy chest. He was born lame. He was holding a poker and a hammer. He was scurrying about like a dancing flame when he walked. Halson was also quite depressed when he heard the news. He shouldn't be physically injured. How could he be a dwarf with a short appearance, a stubborn temper, and great strength? As for the others, the blacksmith said he didn't know. After all, he was just an apprentice who became a monk halfway and burned fires for his master. Later, he was exiled to River Valley Town during the war. He wanted to know. More things may only be known to master blacksmiths in large places with superb skills. Halson, who was a little disappointed, returned to his study. Could it be that he still needs to build an iron-making stove? Halson rubbed it. With his head a little swollen, he leaned back on the recliner and closed his eyes to relax. The fragrance of lilies came through. Without opening his eyes, he knew that it was Ah Li who had come in. After half a year of recuperation, Ah Li's figure has grown even though he is not tall. Tall, but her figure is not bad at all. The mixed-race Ahri has both the boldness and generosity of the orcs and the gentleness and intelligence of the human race. She also inherited her mother's peerless appearance. However, her eyes are not as charming as her mother's, but full of eyes. His bright personality has become more and more quirky, and he is no longer the submissive person he once was. After such a long time together, Halson has already regarded Ahri as his family, "Master, don't be too tired, and pay attention to your health." Ahri put the fruit away On the table, he looked at Harson who was rubbing his forehead distressedly. As he was speaking, Ahri had come behind Harson and massaged Harson's shoulders. Hearing Ahri's words, Harson felt warm in his heart. , or Ahri was concerned about the feeling of comfort coming from her shoulders. Needless to say, Ahri's massage skills became more and more proficient. "Ahri, do you think there is a group of people in this world who like to blacksmith?" Halson casually chatted with Ahri. Normally, Halson would chat with Ahri about some things, and Ahri is a good listener. "Yes." Ahri said with certainty, "Is it true?" Hearing Ahri's affirmative words, Hal Senri sat up, "Uh, it hurts." Harsen was so excited that he bumped into a soft thing. The pain made Ahri cover her chest. Her little face looked pitiful, which made people look at her with pity. Ersen confessed his guilt. He had rough skin and thick flesh and felt nothing. But Ah Li was a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh. She couldn't withstand being hit by him. The little girl's body was soft and soft. "Uh, I'm so excited. I hit you there just now. It's okay. Come on, let me rub it for you." Halson said hurriedly. Upon hearing what Halson said, Ahri's face immediately turned red. He lowered his head and said nothing. Halson looked at Ahri. The little hand covering his chest, the squirming expression, and the blushing little face. He immediately understood where he had hit and his face turned red. The atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet. "Cough, cough Ahri, you should be fine." Hal Sen asked tentatively but thought in his mind, "I didn't expect Ahri to develop so well quietly." "Well, it would be better if I wanted to eat some ice cream." Ahri lowered his head, rubbed the corner of his clothes and said His eyes were full of cunning. Hearing Ahri's words, Halson couldn't laugh or cry. No matter what time, this little greedy fox never forgets to find excuses to ask for snacks. For example, yesterday he said that he was busy with finances and needed fruit cake to relieve stress. For example, the day before yesterday, Harsen said he couldn't sleep at night and needed salt soda to sleep. He took out a piece of strawberry-flavored ice cream from the space and said with a wicked smile, "As long as you tell me about the race that is good at blacksmithing, I'll give you this." Ahri, on the other hand, had already been attracted by the ice cream in Halson's hand. He had no intention of talking about the matter carefully. When he said, "Go to your mother, she once told me about it," she said that Halson was in a daze. , immediately grabbed the ice cream, his little tongue licked happily, cough, you taste it carefully. Halson looked at Ahri who was focusing on the ice cream, and could only shake his head to find Helen. Helen still lived on the second floor of the castle. As for Others who followed lived in newly built houses. This was the benefit of following Halson. They were all assigned a new house in River Valley Town. However, Helen was a personal bodyguard, so she did not live in the newly built houses. In the room, Halson, who was a little excited, forgot to knock on the door and pushed the door open directly. He saw white flowers in front of him, and the swaying fox tail followed closely. As soon as something purple flew over, Halson instinctively He turned on the "Fire Shield" and burned half of the things flying over. He looked at Helen, who had already put on his coat, and stared at Halson a little angrily. "Baron Halson burst into the subordinate's room without saying a word, seemingly "There's something wrong," Miss Helen said coldly, "Sorry, I got excited, it's my fault." As Halson spoke, he quickly took out a piece of milk ice cream and handed it to Miss Helen. Like Ahri, she Mom also likes these snacks. After making her angry, the snacks are definitely a good wingman. Sure enough, after Miss Helen saw the ice cream, sure enough, regardless of what happened just now, Halson had already figured out the personalities of the two mothers and daughters. Looking at Miss Helen's little tongue licking the ice cream, Halson knew that he would only talk to him after Miss Helen finished eating. Halson looked around in his spare time and saw the half-burned clothes at his feet. What was originally a small piece of cloth was half burned and turned into a narrow strip with a thin rope on each side. How could it look like this? Halson looked carefully at Helen who was eating ice cream. Sure enough, there was a layer of cloth. It turned out that Helen was trying on clothes, but Halson barged in. In desperation, Helen threw away the clothes in her hand. Coming over and looking at the ice cream that Helen was about to finish, Halson cleared his throat and asked, "Do you know there is a race on this continent that is keen on iron?" "Oh, you mean the hill people of Dun Morogh?" Helen raised her eyebrows and asked, while Halson looked confused. He obviously didn't know what Helen was talking about. However, hearing what Helen meant, it seemed that there was indeed such a race. Halson's expression became more and more excited, "But , those are just hill people from the past, and have long since disappeared in history." Helen continued with a somewhat joking expression.