Spirits drive away the cold, and the coat should be a quilt.

Slightly nervous, I didn't sleep all night.

This night, counting seconds like years, he survived it.

This night, the cold wind did not stop, he gritted his teeth and stubbornly remained motionless.

Even if the scars on his body are no longer in severe pain, even if the lost physical strength is constantly recovering, he is still motionless.

He thought a lot about it that night.

I thought about my innocent childhood, I thought about my lost and confused childhood, and I thought about the idle present.

The more he thought about it, the more his heart hurt and the harder it became.

As it was getting dark, Claude dragged his tired body, and in the midst of the sideways glances and ignorance of the passers-by on the street, he moved his heavy steps towards the place pointed by the man before.

Knocking on the door, it was still the middle-aged man, strong and gentle.

"I'm ......," Claude wanted to thank, but the middle-aged man interrupted him.

The middle-aged man only asked, "Have you figured it out?" ”

Claude nodded: "Yes." ”

After that, the middle-aged man invited Claude into the house and closed the door to talk.

No one knows what the middle-aged man said to Claude, except that the next day, Claude sold all his possessions and moved into the middle-aged man's house, becoming a servant, a waiter, and an apprentice.

Since then, Claude has faded into obscurity.

It wasn't until twenty years later that Claude came into the limelight again, and he was no longer the annoying Claude, but the Master Claude that everyone should be called.

"Who's that middle-aged man?" Compared with the history of Master Claude's fame, I care more about the middle-aged man who can make Master Claude have such a drastic change.

Master Dewey looked at the magic stone lamp that was circling and said, "That middle-aged man, his name is Okaz, and he is the most outstanding master smith in the history of Vechicburg. ”

"Okaz!" I blurted out.

The name is so familiar!

Isn't the dagger I scavenged and given to Barbara the last masterpiece of Master Okaz, the Okaz dagger!

As soon as I think of that short sword, my mind will unconsciously flood with the palpitating edge of that short sword.

Master Dewey looked at me suspiciously, and said, "Have you heard of Master Okaz's name?" ”

"Yes," I nodded, "The short sword I gave Barbara is the Okaz short sword." ”

"Okaz Shortsword!" This time, it was Master Dewey's turn to exclaim.

Master Hall on the side was also shocked.

However, the Elven Empress looked puzzled and asked, "Okaz short sword?" I seem to have seen information about this dagger, and it seems to be an enchanted weapon. ”

"Yes," I nodded, "an enchanted weapon." ”

"But this enchanted weapon is even better than a magic weapon!" Master Dewey exclaimed, "It can even easily cut any magic weapon!" ”

"Huh?" I, the Elven Queen, and Emily were confused.

This was Emily's first impression after coming to Vicky Castle.

It is no wonder that she is so, this dutiful adventurer, who cares little about many foreign affairs, but is very interested in things like swords, especially good swords.

There is no doubt that a sword that can easily cut through a magic weapon must be a good sword.

She was so interested in it that she lost her temper.

Master Hall coughed lightly twice, reminding us that we were a little out of shape.

Emily recovered instantly, still looking indifferent, and her face was like a breeze.

However, the Elven Empress and I were a little embarrassed, and after coughing lightly and kneading our cheeks with both hands, we finally regained our indifference.

Master Dewey continued: "It's no wonder that you don't know much about the Okaz Short Sword, this is originally a black history of my Vicky Castle, since the loss of the Short Sword, it has been sealed and archived, except for us core high-level people, who are ordinary people, and we don't know much about this history, let alone the Okaz Short Sword." ”

The Elven Empress's expression was slightly rippling, as if she was quite interested in this unknown black history.

Humans are always curious about the unknown, and the Empress is no exception.

Master Dewey said: "However, that black history belongs to the secrets of Vicky Castle, and it is a personal secret, not enough for outsiders. ”

The Elven Empress felt a little regretful.

The delicacies are quickly prepared and served on delicate crystal plates, which are placed on the table in an orderly and attentive manner.

Close to the Elven Empress, there are mostly vegetarian dishes, and occasionally meat, but there are very few.

As for the others, there are a variety of dishes made from delicacies from the mountains and seas, birds and animals.

The dishes on the table are well distributed, and at first glance, if she didn't know that the elf queen was not good at eating meat, she would definitely feel that everyone at the table was bullying her.

The Elven Empress smiled and thanked her, "Thank you, Master Dewey, for thinking of me." ”

Master Dewey laughed and said: "Yes, Her Majesty the Empress is a distinguished guest, although it is said that the local customs, but some habits still have to be respected, I heard that Her Majesty the Empress is not a vegetarian, so I specially told the cook to prepare more vegetarian dishes." ”

"Master Dewey is attentive" The elven empress suddenly stretched out her chopsticks, picked up a piece of barbecue, and slowly put it into the bowl, and said: "I really didn't eat meat before, but there was some accident in the middle and I broke the rules of the ancestors, so now I ...... You can also eat meat. ”

With that, elegantly put the barbecue in your mouth and chew it slowly.

Master Dewey was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It seems that my understanding of Her Majesty the Empress is not comprehensive enough, haha, it should be punished, it should be punished!" ”

With that, he picked up his glass, poured a full glass of wine, and drank it all.

The Elven Empress also raised her glass and took a sip as a return salute.

Seeing that the faces of the two remained unchanged, we exhaled lightly.

Between these high-level layers, there are really mysteries everywhere, and every second is terrifying!

Master Dewey wanted to express his thorough understanding of the Elven Empress by eating a vegetarian diet, and to warn her not to make excuses for her deal.

The Elven Empress added a piece of barbecue, and on the surface she seemed to say that she had changed her eating habits and could eat meat, but in fact she told Master Dewey that I was different from my ancestors, and that I could break the rules set by my ancestors and not treat me the way I treated my ancestors.

is just a piece of barbecue, and you can eat so many mysteries, Zhente Niang's egg hurts, can you still have a happy meal!

At this moment, a goblin walked quickly and whispered to Master Dewey.

Master Dewey's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, he glanced at the waiter lightly, and said, "I'm busy, tell my son to go and tell him to decide." ”

The waiter answered, and walked quickly to my side, and whispered a few words.

When I heard this, I shuddered, and an uncontrollable solemnity hit my heart.

My brows furrowed, and after a moment of contemplation, I suddenly smiled and said, "You step back first." ”

The waiter retired.

The Elven Empress looked at me and said with concern, "Elder Xiao Yi, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay," I said quite relaxed, taking a bite of food, taking a sip of wine, and said, "The Empress doesn't have to worry about it, it's just some trivial matters." ”

However, in my heart, there have already been big waves.

If it's a trivial, that's fine, hey.