Along with the fork were four other young men, all of whom were ordinary fishermen, so they had to choose a house on the first floor of Ashhearth. Forks can pick a house on the second floor of the Ashhearth.

"Look at your eyes again, believe it or not I'll poke them all down. Sura's beautiful face was covered with frost, and she was very dissatisfied with Merlin's arrangements for today, this newcomer did not have the demeanor of a knight at all, his body was as black as charcoal, and a garment full of small holes was full of fishy smell.

"This is Sister Sula, the personal maid of His Highness Merlin, and now he will take you to choose a room. Raj covered his mouth and giggled.

"It's not a personal maid!" Sulla's eyes widened, and her fingers reached under Raj's armpit, and the two of them began to fight, and the warbler and swallow whispered beautifully, and the fork that kept turning on the side of the eye drooled all over the ground.

Miss Wendy of Michelle Cathedral is not so pretty, the fork automatically brushes aside Wendy at the Fisherman's Bar, since the last incident, Wendy has been classified as a non-woman in the young man's heart.

"Is this the new Mr. Black Iron Knight?" the spellcaster who was sliding across the floor paused and politely greeted the new occupants on the second floor of Ashburg.

"Yes," said the fork, whose eyes were about to fall off, he had never been so full of surprises as today, and the lady with the eyes had a delicate face like an angel, and was very polite. "My friends call me a fork because I have a knack for spearfishing. ”

"It's pretty, but she's still a little worse than our sister Sura. Raj laughed.

"Well, it looks easy to get started, right," Sula said in a wicked voice, "This is a second-ring spellcaster from the Apocalypse Academy, who has no experience in love, but I warn you not to beat her idea?"

"Why?" Fork hurriedly chased, "I didn't mean to hit her. ”

"Because she owes His Highness a lot of money, she is now His Highness's free labor, and if you are willing to bear the debt for her, I am sure she should be more than happy. ”

Fork shook his head quickly, he was not willing to give up an entire forest for a tree, there were a lot of beautiful girls in Ashburgh, much more than he had met in Hippo City.

Counting Lady Barbara, there were already ten families on the second floor of Ashburg, and a sly smile flashed in the corner of Sulla's eyes, and Raj knew she had a good idea again.

I can only pray to the Holy Father, the new fork knight is going to be unlucky this time. Raj looked pitifully at the fisherman who was following Sura in a hurry.

"Lady Sula, how do I sense that something is wrong here?" asked the fisherman, looking a little awkward.

Sura covered her nose and kept the fisherman in a shady corner, where the sun didn't shine all day. The ground was wet, and the air was filled with not-so-pleasant smells.

"Why, His Highness Merlin promised to leave you in the Ashhearth, and now that you have a house of your own, what do you want?" said Sulla. "You don't contribute anything to our Ashfurnace. ”

"No, no, I'm not disgusted, I just don't think it smells good. The fork was depressed.

"Of course, the house is next door to the toilet. Raj laughed.

"Isn't there a vacant house over there," the fork's face was full of smiles, "that's where it was!"

"Are you talking about the caster's next door?" said Sulla, "Are you sure you want to live next door to Barbara?"

"No, no, it's good here. The fork hurriedly shook his hand and said.

The matter of choosing a house with a fork is like a tiny wave in the long river of time, which is soon lost in the daily trivialities of Ashburgh. Merlin later heard about it, but he didn't know it. A man like a fork is so daring, if there is no one who can make him afraid, sooner or later he will get into trouble in the future, and it would be best if someone can teach him a lesson instead of Merlin.

Soon after, the people of Ashburgh discovered that a stone had appeared in the unwillingness of the city gate, and on one side of the flat ground was a boxy stone, on which were placed three things, a scale, a ruler, and a measuring cylinder. This is the market of the Ashburgh, and anyone who buys and sells things in the market must use the scales, rulers, and measuring cylinders on the stones.

All the fish that the fork brought back with the four fishermen were put in the market for sale, and Merlin bought fish from the market from then on. Soon other people began to buy fish at the market, and the cooks at the monastery site came here to buy fish. The prototype of the market was quickly established. Although there are not many things to buy and sell, the variety of buying and selling is gradually enriching.

Roots also visited Ashhearth a few times later, and the forks flickered, but their participation in Ashhearth caused a stir among the fishermen.

"Hear that, the fork guy now has his own house, and it's all made of stone!" In the evening, the fisherman's bar was crowded with idle slackers and fishermen returning from work.

"That house is spacious and bright, and you don't have to worry about being crushed by snow in winter!" said a fisherman who had been to Ashhearth with envy in his eyes.

"Isn't it, I've heard that if you can join Ashfurnace, you can get a piece of land of your own. ”

"Ash Furnace Village is a well-known poor place in ten miles and eight townships, and even a piece of land there can't feed your appetite. Someone laughed loudly.

"Ashburgh is the territory of His Highness Merlin, right?" asked Wendy casually.

"Yes, it's the same nobleman, he is still the great prince of Adrianople, but unfortunately he lost his inheritance and was exiled to the Valley of the Ashheart. "I heard that we are recruiting troops now, and if you are a knight, you can get a piece of land of your own." ”

"Very good, if you want to get your own fief in the Holy Empire, you must have military merits, and this approach of His Highness Merlin is a bit unexpected. A shallow smile appeared on the corner of Wendy's mouth, and it seemed that she saw the big boy who smiled with a sunny smell in front of her eyes again. "I'm a little excited, why don't I go to Ashoven and open a bar, even if I earn a little less, if I have an extra piece of land, it's always enough for me to live." It's a little bit stronger than it is now. ”

"The land is so thin that you can't grow buckwheat except for grass. Roots said.

News of Ashburgh spreads quietly at the Fisherman's Bar, with some people stirring and others worried.