"Five hundred gold coins!?" Ian almost screamed. This is an astronomical amount to him, knowing that a hundred silver coins can be exchanged for a gold coin. He only earns a few dozen silver coins when he completes an order for the production of an ordinary farm tool, and the larger ones will not exceed two or three gold coins at most.

"Actually blackmailed Lao Tzu?" Sid cursed hatefully.

"It's not blackmail, this guest doesn't speak well. There's nothing on the continent of Tivak that can't be sold as long as it's valuable, isn't it?" the cat man looked calm, admiring his sharp nails. When Ian saw its nails poking out of its claws, it glowed with the cold glow of a metal blade, almost like a fist blade.

Sid turned his head to look at Ian, confirming Ian's desperate eyes, so he shook his head helplessly and said to the cat man, "Cat man, what you want is not a small amount. We're afraid we'll only be able to take it out at most...... Seven or eight hundred gold coins, and it will take time to get them together. ”

"Vilas, just call me Vilas!" the cat-man's black eyeballs became rounder when he saw that Sid was willing to pay, "then...... Two days, oh no no, one day, my schedule is tight. We'll see you tomorrow at this time, the price is negotiable, and I can give you another discount!"

"Well, where's the deal?" Sid called out to the cat-man as he was about to get up, "you can't let us trade secrets in a place like this?"

"Ah yes, of course...... I have a camp on the east side of the road outside the village towards Black Eagle City, where you can find me, and please bring me in full then. With that, Vilas slipped out of his chair and quietly passed the diners' tables and walked out of the Wind Song Tavern.

"Sid, I don't have that much money!" Ian said in frustration, "we really shouldn't be talking about this on the side of the road. ”

"I don't have that much," Sid looked at Ian and smiled, "But forget it, I've heard it all, and it's useless to regret it now." You don't have to worry about money, I'll figure it out. ”

"Where are you going to get so much money......?...... You're not going to steal, are you?"

"You think I'm you?" Sid sneered, "Don't worry, I don't steal or rob, I have my own way." ”

With that, Sid drank the gin from his cup.

Ian walked nervously towards his workshop, and saw Elise standing outside the house, stamping her feet cold. He hurried a few steps, opened the door of the workshop, and let the girl with red cheeks into the house.

"I heard from my mother-in-law that you ran out yesterday, and Sid went to chase you, and came back very late. As soon as Elise entered the door, she asked with concern, "Nothing happened, right?"

Ian's heart warmed, and his mouth subconsciously responded, "Oh, it's nothing. ”

"Well...... "Do you know that when you lie, you speak very naturally, completely different from the way you usually talk to me?" ”

Ian blushed: "I...... I usually talk to you, what do you look like?"

"As it is," Elise said, "what the hell is going on, is it an order or not?"

Ian sighed and replied, "He found out that I was using my psychic powers. ”

Elise looked at Ian in surprise, "How could it be?"

"No, he- he also exchanged a secret for me, and swore to me that he would keep my secret. ”

Elise let out a sigh: "Twelve gods willing, he is a good man. ”

Ian smiled wryly, "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't." Maybe I shouldn't be guarding against others everywhere......"

"You...... There are also your troubles. "No, actually...... It's also selfish that I have. I don't want your psychic powers to be known to the lords, because then you'll be recruited by the lords to Rock Split. ”

"Hmm. Sid speculated the same way, and said that if he reported it, he might be rewarded with a few silver coins!" Ian didn't notice Elise's overtones.

"Then I'll rarely see you. Elise muttered in a voice that was almost only audible to herself.

"What did you say?" Ian asked, turning around without hearing clearly.

"Nothing, talking to myself. Hee-hee!"

Ian poured Elise a cup of hot water and asked, "You came to me to ask about this?"

"Of course not!" Elise reached out and pulled out a few rolls of order paper from her crossbody bag, "Please make some new baking sheets." I've drawn it all. ”

Ian took the order and saw that it was a few fancy hand-drawn baking sheets, apparently for styling baked goods.

He wanted to promise to start doing it right away, but the thought of tomorrow's appointment with Vilas the cat man made him feel bored again.

"If you're not in a hurry, I'...... Let's start doing it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, okay?"

"Yes, are you doing so well now?" Elise laughed.

"No," Ian was in no mood to heed her teasing, "today...... Feeling very tired and probably didn't sleep well last night. I want to read a book today and rest early. Forge with your spiritual power, and if you can't concentrate well, you won't be able to get the job done. Ian instinctively hid from Elise about being blackmailed by Vilas the cat man - saying it wouldn't solve the problem, and it only added to her troubles.

"Okay, then take care of yourself. You're the thinnest blacksmith I've ever seen. Elise knew that Ian was forging with spiritual power, but she couldn't help but tease him.

Seeing Elise off, Ian locks the door to the workshop and returns to the basement.

After lighting the torches and candlesticks, he tried to make a baking tray for Elise or a daggard for the dagger in the lord's order, but failed. The look on Willas, the cat man, and the five hundred gold coins, had been lingering in Ian's mind. Although Sid said that he would leave it to him, where did he raise so much money as a third-rate petty officer in a locality? If he didn't steal or rob, could he rely on borrowing so much money, where would he borrow it alone...... Ian thought about all these miscellaneous things, and the concentration was not even enough to use psychic power, let alone cast.

After tossing and turning for a long time, there was no progress, so he simply left the basement of the workshop, returned to his shack, and rested early.

The next morning, as soon as the sky was shining, Ian woke up. In a daze, I remembered that I was going to meet with the cat man Villas today, so I couldn't sleep anymore, so I simply got up early in the morning and went out to move my body. He remembered the joke that Elise had made fun of him yesterday, and realized that he was too thin to look like a blacksmith. If you don't train it again, I'm afraid that even if the identity of the magic blacksmith is not revealed, no customers will dare to come to the door to place an order.

It was just near noon when Ian heard heavy, determined footsteps outside. Sid came to the outside of Ian's shack and asked softly, "Ian, are you there?"

In response, Ian put on his coat and walked out. The two looked at each other, didn't say anything, and walked together in the direction of Vilas's camp outside the village.