Two days later, the second batch of training teams returned to Port Mousseit, and Juan's mentor immediately took Jacques and others to the academy to report the situation, and the academy immediately notified the investigation bureau and the city guard.

After tracking, James really returned to Port Mousse, and immediately left by train, and the clue was broken.

The subsequent development had nothing to do with a few young students, and Jacques and the others resumed their daily lives.

However, the elder Renault was not at all restless, and as soon as Jacques returned home on the weekend, he received a notice from the elder Renault that he had been congratulated on a new job, the Mithril Craftsman.

In his spare time, Jacques needs to work as an assistant at a Mithril shop in the Artisan District to learn how to make Mithril equipment.

Old Renault also said mysteriously: "The craft of Mithril is a tradition in our lineage, and now it's time for you to learn......"

So on Saturday morning, Jacques took Fat Orange to the Mithril shop that old Renault had mentioned.

The sign at the entrance of the shop reads "Lul and his daughter", a strange name, Jacques belly slander.

Pushing open the door of the glass shop, near the window, on one side is a row of wooden half-human-high display cases, and on the other side is a weapon rack full of weapons. There were also various weapons hanging on the walls, and opposite the doorway were three armor racks draped in three pairs of dazzling Mithril armor.

A small shop with a small area can be summed up in one word, rich!

It has been more than three years since he became a transcendent, and Jacques is now quite familiar with the prices of various transcendent items, not to mention the various Mithril weapons on the shelves, just the three pairs of armor facing the door, each worth tens of thousands of silver coins.

At first, he accepted the Mithril dagger given by Fabian, and later learned that that small dagger could be equivalent to a bottle of breakthrough elixir he ventured to get, 300 silver coins!

Jacques looked around the shop, estimating in his heart how much the displays were worth tens of thousands of silver coins, when a childish voice sounded, "How can I help you?"

Jacques followed the voice, half a small head peeking out from behind the display case, and a little girl who looked to be eight or nine years old was looking at herself with two eyes exposed.

"Ahem, I'm Jacques Renaud, my father, Marlowe Renaud said he helped me get a job as an assistant in your store, and I'm here to work. ”

"What's the name of the cat on your shoulder, can I pet it?" the little girl seemed to be more interested in Fat Orange.

"His name is Fat Orange, it's my pet, are you Lull......'s daughter?"

"I'm Maribel, and Lul is my grandfather!" corrected the little girl.

The door behind the display case opened, and a short-haired woman poked her head out, and when she saw Jacques, she hurried out of the door, picked up the little girl who was eight points similar to her, and said, "Hello, Jacques, I'm Elsa, the owner of this shop." Docklands heroes, I've heard someone talk about you a lot. ”

"?...... often," Jacques was surprised.

Elsa wore only a loose linen shirt with sleeves rolled up and the corners tucked into blue canvas bibs. She kissed the little girl on the cheek, put her down, opened the movable board of the display case, and said to Jacques, "Come on, let's talk later." ”

"Mommy, Mommy, can I touch the cat?" asked the little girl, hurrying up.

Elsa also cast a pleading look at Jacques.

Jacques turned his head to look at Fat Orange, who landed lightly, walked up to the little girl, rubbed his cheek against her calf, and meowed.

"You owe the emperor, the emperor is here to play with the children, you go. ”

Elsa smiled and led Jacques to the back door of the shop, leaving Fat Orange with the little girl Maribel.

Outside the back door was a small courtyard, about where the two sides were inhabited, and directly opposite the back door was a half-open workshop, beside the burning blast furnace, a broad, red-haired figure was shirtless holding a piece of red-hot metal between them, and another shirtless young fellow wielded a long-handled hammer with both hands and struck the metal on the anvil. The two knocked and flipped one by one, and with tacit understanding, Elsa led Jacques to the courtyard without the slightest distraction.

Jacques is not calm, I have been worried that you will have an accident at sea, you guy is good, come here to strike iron! Hehehe, red-haired, don't you work in Bar Street? This is a bar? I want a glass of Mahamber, you can conjure it up for me!

The two of them continued to pound for two minutes, until the temperature of the metal dropped, and then they regained their stance and stopped.

The red-haired man turned around and said to Jacques with a smile, "Little Jacques, meet again, let me introduce myself again, my name is Twenty-Three, and I am your father's junior brother." ”

"Twenty-three, what a strange name, my father's junior brother, so Harrison is a pseudonym?

"Hehe, twenty-three is the real name. Like your father, but I am the main fire and vice-nature, and now Sammy is my apprentice, learning from me the skills that our line must master. ”

Jacques looked inquiringly at Sammy behind Twenty-Three, who was just smiling at Jacques with a sledgehammer.

Elsa stepped forward to kiss Twenty-Three and said, "I'll go to the front to see the store, Maribel is playing with Jacques's cat, I'll go and see if she can't hurt the cat." ”

Hearing Jacques's cat, Twenty-three immediately tensed up his muscles, Jacques could even feel the nearby source energy trembling, and Fat Orange, who had often secretly used Jacques' field of vision recently, smiled in Jacques's heart: "This guy knows that this emperor is the beastmaster, and he is nervous, hahaha......"

After Elsa left, Jacques threw out the question he had wanted to ask for a long time: "Uncle Twenty-Three, what do you and my father mean when they say 'our lineage'?"

Twenty-three went to the square table of the workshop, picked up a large teapot, took three large cups, walked to the steps of the courtyard and sat down, motioned for Jacques and Sammy to sit beside him, handed each of them a cup, and poured tea into the three cups, the yellow-green tea soup, although it was cold, still carried a fragrance.

After drinking a cup of tea, Twenty-Three said:

"There are some words that are taboo in the Empire, such as sects, for the reason that before the establishment of the Empire, many obelisks belonged to the major sects. After Emperor Thesahara defeated all the owners of the obelisk, although the inheritance of master and apprentice was allowed, it was illegal to form a sect and would be sanctioned by the legion.

Those sects that have been passed down for thousands of years have been defeated and disintegrated on the surface, but unless Cesara can destroy all the transcendents at that time, the sect will not be completely wiped out, and the sect's disciples are mixed among the ordinary people, joining the forces of various nobles, joining the legions, and even more than half of his 76 founding fathers are from various sects, and finally, the sect is actually being passed down in another form.

Your father's lineage and I can be traced back to the sect of a thousand years ago, the Burning Flame Mountain. At that time, under the leadership of a powerful person, the remnants of the major sects and clans gathered together to find a way forward and take revenge on the royal family and the legion, and we Burning Flame Mountain was one of them.

It's only been a thousand years, and no matter what the original intention was, it is still on a different path. This sect huddles together to keep warm, I can't tell you now, you don't know the best for the time being, I can only say that it is very powerful, spread throughout the empire, and secretly control the underground forces of the entire empire. I'm one of them, Jacques, your father was, and he will certainly return.

Regarding the lineage of our lineage, I will gradually teach Sammy, Jacques you are not of the fire type, you do not fit, but you need to remember and memorize it. In the future, you and Sammy will join our organization, and when the time comes, you will be the next generation of inheritors of our lineage, and it is your responsibility to keep the legacy of Burning Mountain alive.

This is how Burning Flame Mountain has been going on from generation to generation......"

Twenty-three stood up, and his tone became cheerful: "Okay, let's not talk about these things, Jacques, I'll teach you the basics of Mithril forging first, Sammy, you go and practice controlling the furnace temperature first." ”