Early in the morning, the city of Edalas, a corner of a bustling street.

The Rivoldine blacksmith shop has long been open, and it is frequented by gentlemen and nobles, as well as some of the top merchants and high-ranking mercenaries.

At this moment, in the secret room on the second floor, there are five figures sitting quietly on the seats, no one is the first to speak, and the atmosphere of silence surrounds.

"Mr. Bayer, you didn't just sit down when you invited us here, did you?" The middle-aged man in the third place on the right-hand side spoke.

"Please wait a moment, Barrett, the principal has not yet arrived." Bayer Rivoldin, the manager of Rivoldin's blacksmith shop, said apologetically, his thick red beard neatly groomed.

"Isn't Mr. Bayer in charge of the Rifodin blacksmith now?" The silver-haired old man, who sat quietly at the head of his right-hand side, asked, his delicate cane tapping lightly on the floor.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but early this morning, I used the honorary rights bestowed by the Rivoldin Blacksmith to temporarily obtain the authority to be the head of the Werding Blacksmith in the city of Edallas." A winding staircase emerges into the chamber, from which a dwarf, dressed in ornate robes, emerges.

Looking around at the many nobles around him, the goblin showed a hint of pride, and a slightly shrill voice sounded.

"Introduce yourself, Veblen Wibd Walker, a high-ranking alchemist, is the honorary elder of the Rivoldine Blacksmith's Shop."

"Oh, it turns out that Lord Veblen has been famous for a long time." The silver-haired old man looked at the green-skinned goblin in front of him, his deep eyes flashed with a hint of understanding, and he said in a flat tone.

"I wonder what the adults invited us to do?"

The pride of the goblins seemed to be even worse than the rumors, and a high-level alchemist made many nobles present wait for a lot of time.

"Viscount O'Neill, haven't you received the news?" Veblen pretended to be surprised and said, it was obvious that all the people who could appear here had received urgent information from the early morning.

"The discovery of a vein of refined iron in the Lenwall Mountains, this is the only vein of refined iron found in recent years, I think everyone is very excited, right?"

Refined iron ore veins are not only strategic materials, but also extremely in-demand daily necessities for the Rivodin dwarven clan and the goblin clan who specialize in alchemy, who run blacksmith shops.

The expected noise did not materialize, and Veblen frowned at the silent crowd, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Viscount O'Neill and the other three looked at each other, and finally said aloud: "We are very excited, but now there is a pioneer knight who is exploring territory in the Loenwall Mountains, and it is an awkward time. ”

They weren't stupid, since they had been invited to the Rivoldine blacksmith, they must have known the reason for the incident, but now that the right to speak was in the hands of the green-skinned goblins in front of them, how could they be willing.

The four nobles here represent the huge power behind them, and they can be regarded as top families even in the city of Edalas.

"And that Moderian knight has an elite cavalry team under his command that is comparable to Iron Thorn, who can deal with it?" Baron Barrett also raised his own questions in due course.

"And in case of a backlash from the Perris family afterwards, who will resist that savage Scarlet Viscount?"

When all the questions were thrown, the atmosphere in the secret room was a little solemn and awkward, and the high-ranking alchemist, Lord Veblen, opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer, and his eyes fell on Bayer Rivoldin, who remained silent.

"Alas!" Bayer sighed inwardly, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to participate in the refined iron vein this time, because he had vetoed it from the beginning, but there was no way, Veblen used the honorary elder authority of the Rivoldine blacksmith shop.

"The Modian Knight you're interested in is now in the city of Edallas, and it's a good time." Bayer said softly, with some coldness in his tone, since he had decided to participate, let the matter be considered.

"I think everyone here should know what I think, the forces that don't exist without a leader are just a plate of scattered sand!"

"As for the Scarlet Viscount of the Perris family, I have informed the Jeffrey family of the news, and there will be an answer soon."

"Can you rest assured?" After saying the last sentence, Bayer looked around the secret room, and his short stature burst out with an astonishing momentum, and the rich life energy showed the strength of the peak knight.

"Yes!"

The four representatives of the aristocratic forces, including Viscount O'Neill and Barrett, nodded at the same time.

Since the Scarlet Viscount of the Perris family is represented by the Jeffrey family, they have nothing to worry about.

And that's what the real cooperation looks like, not the superiority of the pretentious goblin from before.

Looking at the people who were discussing the details of the cooperation and the distribution of the benefits of the refined iron vein, Veblen sat alone in the main seat, his face gloomy, but he didn't say much.

He will never forget the humiliating images he suffered in Fort Digvo, the most humiliating scene since he became a high-ranking alchemist.

He can't afford to mess with the Harriman family, but why dare to humiliate him as a mere pioneer knight!

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In the pale cyan manor, while Baron Benny was sitting in the inner courtyard enjoying breakfast, Steward Dodd walked in briskly from the outside, his face full of solemnity.

"My lord, the latest news, the discovery of a vein of refined iron in the Lomwall Mountains, rumored to have flowed from the castle of Master Modrian."

Baron Benny put down the teacup in his hand and asked in a suspicious tone, "Is it true that the news is true?" ”

"Not confirmed, but now that the top forces have spread throughout Edalas City, I think it's likely that someone will take the risk." Steward Dodd whispered.

"Do we want to send someone to protect Young Master Modrian, after all, he is now in the city of Edalas."

"Don't worry, he is now a guest of the Harriman family, and no one will risk attacking him in the city, but his return is estimated to be full of uncertainty."

Baron Benny thought quietly, remembered the little gray-haired girl who had always been by Modrian's side, and said softly.

"We don't have to make a move, just wait for the show to happen, that little guy knows how to hide, and will surprise the forces who do it against him."

Now at this time, the news of the refined iron vein, coupled with the gossip from the royal capital, Baron Benny's face was a little helpless, hoping that the situation would not cause too much chaos this time.

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Modrian, who was waiting at the Blue Strawberry Hotel, finally waited for the arrival of Fort Dig, standing on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the team arriving in front of the hotel, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Led by Gregory, the Trefari Legionnaires and the Noxian Scarlet Cavalry, numbering only 17 men, were the backbone of Fort Digvo.

"Hey, I don't know which forces dare to make a move, but I can guarantee that I will never let any enemy go." Modrian licked his dry lips, and there was a hint of bloody desire in his brown eyes.