Chapter 1655: Isn't the Fish Head Fragrant?
"Smack!"
"Idiot!"
Jeffrey looked angrily at Cyril, who was standing aggrievedly with his face covered, so angry that the corners of his beard were curled.
"Father...... I...... I didn't do anything......" Cyril whispered, he didn't expect that he had just arrived home for a while, and he was called here by his father, and he was slapped like this as soon as they met, could it be that today's incident has reached his father's ears?
"Didn't do anything? Take a million copper coins and ask Master Roma to show you the scene at your blacksmith shop, what is this called nothing?! Jeffrey laughed.
"Didn't this work out, and I didn't do anything to him, don't you always say that you have to be bold in business, I just didn't negotiate this deal......" Cyril glanced at Jeffrey and whispered.
"Shut up, you idiot!" Jeffrey slapped Cyril in the face with his backhand, and his hands trembled with anger: "I...... How did I give birth to such an idiot as you! β
Cyril covered his face with his hands and looked at Jeffrey with a little fear, he hadn't seen his father so out of shape in a long time.
"Do you know what kind of existence this Roma master is? The Tiandu Sword that Alex slayed the dragon was forged by him! The sword of the King of the Los Empire was forged by him! The knife of Oster, the chief of the Ogur tribe, was forged by him! Five of the top ten weapons on the Nolan Continent Weapon List came from him! The other five are almost all heirloom weapons of various races! β
"Do you know how many rank 10 peak powerhouses lined up to beg him to forge weapons and were rejected? If they knew that you fool had pissed him off, they would have broken down the gates of the manor tonight, screwed your head off, and packed it up for Master Rohm to be sent to him. β
Jeffrey gasped and looked at Cyril with hatred, "You think you're talking about a deal?" What you did was making your head a gift! β
Poof!
Cyril's legs weakened, and he knelt directly in front of Jeffrey, his face already pale and bloodless.
He originally thought that he had just caused a small disaster, and he would forget about it if he suffered a little loss, but he didn't expect it to be such a terrible disaster.
"Father save me...... Father, save me......" Cyril said on his knees, crawling up to Jeffrey and looking terrified.
A group of level 10 powerhouses lined up to take his head, and this kind of scene was extremely terrifying just by imagining it.
"You have caused such trouble, even if it is me, I am afraid that it will not be able to protect you." Jeffrey retracts Cyril's foot.
"That'...... So what should I do? Are you just waiting at home for them to come and kill me? No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die......" Cyril shook his head, crying.
"You can only be saved from trouble if you have Master Roma's forgiveness in this matter, and it must be before dawn." Geoffrey's expression had gradually regained his composure, and he looked at Cyril coldly and said: "If this matter is not handled well, it will not only be a disaster for you alone, but it will also affect our Morton family, if you are lucky enough to save your life, I will also expel you from the family!" β
"Yes! Be! I'm going to apologize to him, I'm going to go! Cyril got up from the ground and crawled towards the door, for if he were expelled from the family, he would really have nothing.
"You idiot, do you know where to find Master Roma? Do you know how to ask for his forgiveness? Jeffrey's voice rang out.
Cyril's footsteps stopped at once, and at noon he met Master Roma at the Mai Mie restaurant, but he did not know where he was, and he did not think of how to obtain his forgiveness, but probably knelt before him, kowtowed to him, and begged for forgiveness with tears streaming down his face.
"He's eaten breakfast and lunch at McMie's this day, and if nothing else, he'll be at McMie's in the evening. Secondly, he hates stalkers the most, and you'd better find someone he trusts to speak for you. Jeffrey said in a calm voice.
"Someone he trusts......" Cyril thought of the two young dwarves first, and it was obviously impossible for them to speak for him, and as for Dix, with his attitude just now, it was even more impossible, and after thinking about it, he had not found anyone to turn to.
"There is news that Master Rohm's recent forging product is a kitchen knife, this kitchen knife was given by him to the owner of Maimi's restaurant, and after Master Rohm came to the city of chaos, he has gone to Maimi's restaurant for two meals in a row, if you can ask the owner of Maimi's restaurant to speak for you, this matter may have a turnaround." Jergi said.
"The owner of McMie's Restaurant?" Cyril's expression suddenly looked like eating a fly, this person naturally remembered that there had been conflicts in the two chamber of commerce ceremonies, this guy was completely on Gloria's side, and now let him beg him to help him speak, not a mouse begging a cat to do something.
However, what kind of person is this guy, a weapon that even a tenth-level powerhouse can't ask for, and he can actually ask Master Roma to forge a kitchen knife for him? Kitchen knife?!
"I know you have some disagreements with him, what to do, you choose for yourself." Jeffrey said in a calm voice: "I won't let the family give you a funeral for the sake of a fool." β
"Yes." Cyril's face turned blue and left, compared to losing his head, even if he was humiliated by that guy, it was nothing, as long as this matter could be revealed, he would still be the second young master of the Morton family: "Prepare the car, go to the Maimi restaurant!" β
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Holding his chin, Ha Swiss looked at Rohm who was eating chopped pepper fish head opposite him in surprise, and muttered, "It's really incomprehensible, old Rohm, that you have also run to the city of chaos." β
Rohm took a sip of the tender brain marrow in the bones and asked rhetorically, "Isn't the fish head fragrant?" β
"It's not...... Just for this one fish head? You've traveled all the way to move the forge to the City of Chaos? "It's still a bit incredible.
"If you could eat it at Eisentie Castle, I wouldn't move." RΓΆhm nodded and glanced at Ha Switzerland, "Didn't you say that you like to wander and don't like to stay in one place for a long time?" Why are you staying here now? β
"Because the fish head is so fragrant." Ha Switzerland sighed.
Rohm smiled, thirty or fifty years ago, when Ha Switzerland was in Eisentie Castle, he often came to the blacksmith shop to look for him, and unlike those guys who asked for weapons, he always came with a large food box to eat, insisted for many years, and finally was embarrassed to refuse, forged a kitchen knife for him, and the relationship between the two was also quite good, and he was one of his few friends.
"Also, didn't you say that you won't help others forge kitchen knives in your life? Why did you get a handful for Boss Mai too? β
"Fish head for it." RΓΆm put the clean fishbone down and sighed, "I can't refuse." β