About a short time after noon, according to the lunch break scheduled a few days ago, the sound of forging inside the workshop suddenly stopped, and then a number of skeleton soldiers walked out of it carrying huge dragon head bones under the leadership of a capable woman with short pink hair.

Placing the artificial imitation skeleton on the open ground, the pink woman with the hammer on her shoulder reached out and patted the keel on the side, showing her white teeth in the style of a woman: "It really took a lot of time, after all, my full-time job is forging weapons rather than carving, but when someone builds a weapon, they will specify that they must be sharpened with the bones of specific monsters, otherwise I really can't finish it so quickly."

"Eh, that's it?" I was stunned at first when I heard the pink-haired woman's unexpected words, but then I bent down and squinted around the skull of the dragon, imitating the expression of an archaeologist supervising an antiquity, and carefully examined the imitation.

I was joined by Lucario, who, after each of us had gone around 180 degrees from the point of origin and re-met, raised his right eyebrow with his hands on his chest and asked, "Xu Mo, what do you think?"

"I don't think so." Shaking his head, although it was said that the appearance was similar, as the skeleton of a demonic beast that had died in a heroic battle, the dragon head in front of him was obviously too clean.

"Then I don't think so." In my opinion, Lucario added, "The appearance is too smooth, there is not even a little crack on it, let alone the old fox who wants to use it to deceive the tribal country, basically for those who have actually ventured outside, this thing is completely flawed."

Pushing the mallet down hard, the ground instantly cracked like a spider's web, and although the forger woman with healthy wheat-colored skin maintained a smile, the edge of the corner of her mouth had already twitched slightly: "At present, this skeleton is only a rudimentary part, and the scars and cracks you want and the processing of the age will naturally be added, since you are just a layman, don't dictate over there." Two dead imps!" In the end, I'm afraid I can't bear it anymore, and the pink-haired woman directly smacked her mouth.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Suppressed by the aura of the elder sister and daughter, I subconsciously apologized, but after blurting out, I realized that it was not only me, but also the legendary brave heir around me who sat down and knelt.

Then again. It seems that the experience of being taught by an older woman like this is the first time since leaving the academy, after all, several important cadres on the side of the Demon King City, except for Diana, although they are all several times older than me, but without exception, they are all indulgent interactions, so even if I am not a masochist, I can't help but feel a feeling in my heart that has been missing for a long time.

"Speaking of which, isn't that one of the many women you've been dating with? Why are you so afraid of her?" Lowering my voice, I whispered to the vaguely fearful guy next to me.

Reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, Lucario replied in a low voice, "You know a yarn, this is called respecting women."

I squinted my eyes. The guy who opened the harem can't seem to associate it with the word respect for women anyway.,Especially this guy often has a bad habit of slipping away after the girl.。

"Alright, I surrender." Chilled down his spine by the strange gaze, Lucario raised his hands as if giving up, looked up at the short-haired pink blacksmith woman and said, "This guy is my teammate anyway, so there should be no problem with him, right?"

The pink-haired woman looked up noncommittally, "It's good that you have a clear conscience yourself."

"Don't talk about it if it's a big secret, I've always had a lot of self-control when it comes to topics that can get into big trouble." Seeing the other two beside him, he had the impression that the brave man's favorite thing to do was to cause trouble. If I, the demon king who is good at making trouble, get involved, I will definitely cause the situation to become very strict in the end.

"Nope. It's more of a private matter than a secret." With his shoulders depressed, Lucario crossed his legs and supported his knees with his hands and sighed, "Remember saying before that I had a little personal grudge with my sister, right?"

Now that I have become a listener, I nodded silently.

The pink-haired woman called Sister Snorted softly, "It's a bit too much to say it's a personal grudge, it's just a little dissatisfaction with this irresponsible little bastard."

"No, you two are so close, why do you have to talk to me indirectly?" I scratched my cheeks in confusion as I couldn't figure out the situation between the two, and it wasn't like a bad relationship between them. But there is a subtle sense of estrangement.

"Well, I didn't want to evade responsibility or anything, the reason why I didn't say goodbye in the first place was that my brain was chaotic, and I couldn't accept the situation for a while."

"That's why the scoundrel left the child, left a note, patted his ass and left."

Lucario and the pink-haired woman alternated words. And the reason why the atmosphere of the two sides is so peculiar is finally unveiled here.

Reaching out to cover my forehead, I felt a slight headache and said, "I'll interrupt you here, that so-called child should not be the biological child I think at the moment, but a young child who I know on the side of the road or the house next door, right?"

"No, it's my own life, I just turned one year old last month, and I was planning to take care of the child at home for a while, but because I suddenly received a letter for help from this dead guy, I had to temporarily entrust the child to my mother, and the guy who carried the food ran across a third of the continent." The pink-haired forger poked Lucario's nose with his index finger one after another, and said angrily, "I can understand that he slipped away because he didn't want to take responsibility, after all, brave people are generally this kind of virtue, and I was mentally prepared for this before I got along with him, anyway, with my forging skills, I won't be unable to support a child."

"Since you are so carefree, eldest sister, with what I know of Lucario, he should soon come back to you, and he will never stop talking like he is talking in front of him, as if he accidentally got drunk and fell in love with the neighbor's new wife, and then he didn't know how to be honest with the neighbor."

After listening to my comment, Lucario immediately put me on a crutch, gritted his teeth and said, "Xu Mo, who are you helping?"

"Hey, isn't it the mediator of the neighborhood committee?!" I was shocked, I dared to be wrong, so I quickly raised my hand and said, "Then why don't you two continue?"

Lucario said helplessly, "You really think you're here to see the show...... Well, with your personality I should have known this would turn out like this."

My argument with Lucario was over, and then it was the pink-haired woman's turn again, and the forger already had a green tendon on his forehead that had been brewing during that time, and he indignantly accused, "As this friend said, the reason why this bastard has so far dared to communicate only by letter is to escape a great tradition."

"No, I've been told that I'm really not good at this......" Lucario covered his ears as he escaped from reality, "It's because I know that I don't have this talent, I don't want to see that kid when I die!"

"If it's going too fast, can't you talk well?" As an unreasonable bystander, the only action I can take is to weakly ask questions.

With a long exhale, the pink-haired woman seemed to have sorted out her feelings, and explained to me, a passer-by who was innocently involved in family disputes, "Our family tradition is that children must be named by their biological fathers, and to put it simply, the future heir of the legendary Brave Family next to you is actually unwilling to even name his own child, so that the child who has turned one year old can only call 'Hey, who is that!' Bastard boy."

"Let me sort it out, so your relationship is so awkward just because Lucario doesn't want to name the child?" I frowned for this strange reason: "Even if I don't have a talent for naming names, I can always come up with a good name with a little time...... Oops, I suddenly thought it would be better to keep my mouth shut."

"Okay, you can do it, then you can take care of it." With a "I knew it would be like this" smile, Lucario clapped my hand on the shoulder, "It's a great idea for you to just say a name for me to refer to, and then I'll bring it up again!" (To be continued......)