Algert, the blacksmith, sat in his chair and looked at the table, stunned. On the countertop used for striking iron on weekdays, there are two letters side by side, one letter to be precise, and one to worship. The letter Tolkien had Gal send was the one Tolkien had sent him, and the gilded post was beautifully painted, a world of difference from a single white crumpled piece of paper.

However, the world is round after all, and anything is possible. A gilded post doesn't have to weigh more than a crumpled piece of paper. In fact, if it weren't for this letter from the royal capital, I'm afraid that the prayer post would have flown into the furnace and turned to ashes.

The crumpled letter had just been received by Algert, about the same time as the post, and the cover of the letter read "Disciple Initiation", no doubt from his most beloved teacher, the contents of the letter Algert had read it several times, but he still couldn't believe it was all true.

So he opened the envelope again and pulled out the piece of paper with scribbled handwriting.

"Dear Algert, it's been more than ten years since I took you as an apprentice, and now that I think about it, it's time to explain some things to you, in addition to the identity of the blacksmith, the teacher has another identity - the guardian of the kingdom.

The Guardians of the Kingdom have been passed down from master to apprentice for generations, and it has been eighty-nine generations since they arrived with you. Each Guardian of the Kingdom enjoys the most revered position in the Kingdom, and the Guardian of the Kingdom is responsible for protecting the Kingdom, so it is also the object of every Crown Prince candidate's efforts.

The stakes are high for each Guardian of the Kingdom, and each Guardian tries to hide the next Guardian until the Crown Prince succeeds to the throne, in order to avoid affecting the normal succession of thrones because of the Guardian.

So, Algert, please remember that when dealing with any crown prince, before he takes over, he must be subject to the three principles of no, not refuse, not agree, and not offend.

Now, your news has been noticed by those who are interested, since Bran Village will no longer be able to hide your traces, choose an appropriate day to come to the royal capital, the teacher is waiting for you in the royal capital. ”

After reading it, Algert grabbed the scribbled paper and rubbed it angrily, and then slapped it on the table, why didn't you say such an important thing earlier!

Picking up the gilded sticker, Algert's head began to hurt.

"Your Excellency Algert, I am writing this letter to you this time as an uninvited guest, but I believe that the reason for this can be recognized by you.

On the way north to inspect the territory, Yu heard that the eldest brother had disturbed you, and you used a kitchen knife to politely reject the eldest brother's recklessness, as for the trouble caused by the royal brother to you, Yu deeply regretted. From this matter, it can also be seen that your way of doing things is quite sophisticated, is really a quick thinker, it is rare among blacksmiths, the first time I heard this news, shocked by the heavens, suddenly remembered that you need your help, please be sure to agree.

The eldest son, Gal, was claustrophobic at home since childhood, and was not good at socializing, but he loved the art of blacksmithing, and now he heard that Brother Algert was deeply involved in this way, and Yu was very excited, and the next day, after bathing and changing clothes, he would bring his son to visit, and then begged Algert to see that the eldest son's desire to study was earnest, and that he could take Gar as a disciple and teach him the way of forging and man. Tolkien Barak. ”

If he didn't receive the teacher's letter, Algert would either accept it, or he would just burn it, but now that the teacher's letter has arrived, he wants him not to refuse, not to agree, if the teacher is in front of him, he will definitely say to the teacher, come on, come on!

If the teacher's letter had come a few days earlier, would you believe it or not, and not any of you would have tried to find me! Now he has refused and he can't agree, and he is a little helpless.

Unable to think of a countermeasure, he simply stopped thinking about it, picked up the hammer, and prepared to hit the kitchen knife again. Whenever he encounters a trouble, he will go to strike iron for a while, and as long as he puts himself into it, he will not be troubled anymore. This method of dealing with it is often very effective, after all, what cannot be solved, it is better to forget it......

It's just that he is destined to be unable to escape, the action of lighting a fire is only halfway done and stops there, and the new boiler bellows will take several days to arrive, and looking at the empty place, his heart begins to plug again. In a life where he can't even beat iron, what else can he do?

Who is to blame for all this? The first time this question came to his mind, a cunning little face appeared in his mind.

Eric!

If it weren't for Ari, he would have been able to strike the iron now and forget about it, it wouldn't have been a problem for him at all, and he didn't have to waste time on it.

That's right, the culprit - Ari!

Thinking of the culprit Ari, his eyes suddenly lit up.

......

After Ari came out of the tavern, he returned to the castle drunk, but the last few steps were delayed, and it would be good if he could persuade Gurley to change his mind, but if he couldn't, it would be a sin! Thinking of what he had done before, he could even imagine the sad picture of how he was brutally treated by Garthus when he returned to the castle.

Don't go back, resolutely don't go back! It's a big deal to run away from home!

Running away from home? Ary's eyes lit up, Fantesi was bedridden, and his father received the old man, who else could take care of him at this time? No, isn't this a great opportunity to run away from home and leave the novice village?

Said that it was too late, it was fast, and after figuring it out, Ai Rui turned around and ran at a speed he had never had before, without hesitation!

It's a pity that it's too late!

The blacksmith was wandering outside the manor for a long time, anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Tolkien will arrive tomorrow, and by then it will be too late! However, looking at the towering castle and the surrounding walls, he felt that this family was not a simple family.

As a blacksmith, he could see the difference between the walls at a glance, even if he made a disguise, he could hide it from others, and the teacher once took out a piece of a one-foot-square piece of Xuanbing stone and steel rock, which was very precious. The anvil made of glacial stone is not only sturdy and durable, but the armor is naturally multi-attribute resistant!

That's right, he was moved, is it easier to pry away a few "unimportant" walls than to abduct other people's children?

I was thinking about whether to pry away a few walls at night and set off to find a teacher in Wangdu overnight if I couldn't find Eri, compared to the treasure that the blacksmith dreamed of, the three principles shouldn't be a big deal......

Suddenly, he saw a sneaky figure, not Ari!

In a way, Ari saved the castle walls that were about to be stolen. Of course, he didn't know what the blacksmith was thinking at this time, and he didn't know that he was being targeted again. He was thinking about how to start his legendary and awesome life when he got out of the novice village......

Thinking about it, he suddenly found himself flying!