The next day, the gray dwarf woke up early in the morning, and when he stepped into the hall of the fairy tavern, he saw that Gold, dressed in new clothes, was already waiting at the door.

"Good day, Lord Morgritte!" Gold's hair was thickly buttered, and his messy, loose hair sat obediently where it should be.

"Good day, Gold, you're very early today!" Morgaret found a place to sit down, the veal steak in the Xianhu Tavern was a delicacy not to be missed, if there was something living in the Frost-Free City that made the gray dwarf reluctant, the veal steak in the Xianhu Tavern must be one of them.

The steak served by the waiter was still steaming, and the tender turnips were cut into fine pieces and scattered on top of the pink steak. The fact that such fresh side dishes can be found in the eternal night alone shows the deep heritage of the Xianhu Tavern, although the Xianhu Tavern is opened in the slums of Frost-Free City, and there are many people coming and going, but in Morgrithe's impression, no one has ever made trouble in Xianhu. Even the stranger's thorn-level characters are honest in Xianhu, and they owe money to pay back.

"Would you like a plate of veal steak, I promise you'll be in good spirits all day!" Morwritte cut the veal steak in front of him into large chunks, and then eagerly filled one into his mouth. Tender and juicy, with an endless aftertaste, it is still the familiar taste of the past. "It is said that the Xianhu Tavern has been around for more than two hundred years, and the taste of this veal steak has not changed for more than two hundred years!"

"Yes, Lord Morgritte, the calf steak in the Xianhu Tavern is known to the whole of Frost-Free City, but it is too expensive, and the untouchables around it are too disgusting to the noble lords, otherwise this gate would be full of gorgeous carriages all day long!" Gold sat down in front of the gray dwarf and ordered two plates of veal steaks in one go.

The grey dwarf ate quickly, and a large plate of steak was swept away in a few moments. Meimei took a sip of gin, loosened her belt, and watched Gold feast.

No wonder Gold was so fat, and after watching him eat for a while, Mowglitte felt hungry again. He resisted the urge to have another plate and drained the gin in his hand in one gulp.

The affairs of the Blacksmith Guild cannot be delayed any longer, and if it cannot be completed today, it will have to give up. Although the silver-level blacksmith badge was a big help on William's way to the trial, it would not be worth it if he was delayed for too long in Frost-Free City. The strength of the gray dwarves has reached the silver level, and the difference is only a promotion ceremony, and such a ceremony does not necessarily have to be completed in Frostless City.

However, if he can complete the promotion under the guidance of Gal Gadot, Morgaret can be regarded as Gal Gadot's disciple. This kind of relationship is something that the gray dwarves have always dreamed of. Although Silver Fox does not have the support of those big nobles in the south, she is known as the youngest gold-level blacksmith in the mainland, and she is the most promising blacksmith in the guild, although she is a woman.

When Morgridle came to the Blacksmiths' Guild again, she met Gal Gadot at the door.

"Good day, Morgridt!" said Silver Fox.

"Good day, Your Excellency the Sage Gal Gadot," Morgriet did not slack off in the slightest, "I am relieved to see your full spirit!"

"Yesterday I used a perfect recovery potion!" the silver fox's long eyelashes swayed, and his big flickering eyes shone with a charming light.

Morwritte knows that no matter how many injuries you have, as long as you have the perfect potion, then it is your enemy who should be afraid. In other words, a perfect potion is almost equivalent to a second life.

"Your Excellency, Morgridle's trial could have been postponed. The gray dwarf said in fear.

"You don't have to worry, it's not entirely because of you," Gal Gadot brought the two of them into her studio, "I have some extraordinary reasons to use that perfect recovery potion. Don't worry, the guild will compensate me for such a potion. Gal Gadot laughed.

Silver Fox glanced at Gold, "This friend of yours has been poisoned!"

"Yes, he's been poisoned by the Wind Wolf!" Morgritte didn't hide.

"It's a little tricky, but it's not a troublesome thing, but I'm afraid there is no way to solve it completely, but don't worry, I'll show you the way. Gal Gadot left Gold outside the door of the studio and stepped inside with the gray dwarf.

A wave of heat swept through the smell of sulfur, and Mowglitte seemed to be on top of the lava in the center of the Moonstone Cavern. A straight hole pulls dark red magma out of the abyss, and the lava swirls around a red furnace like flowing water. Sure enough, the guild used the temperature of the underground lava to melt and refine the metal.

"Let me see how well you understand the flames!" Gal Gadot's tone was a little excited. After so many years in Frost-Free City, the Blacksmith Guild in Frost-Free City has gradually prospered with the efforts of Silver Fox, but there is one aspect that has not improved much, that is, there are too few talented blacksmiths in Frost-Free City. After so many years, there are only a few blacksmiths of the black iron rank in Frostless City, and the only old York, who has been promoted to the silver level, is too old to be enthusiastic about the affairs of the guild. All day long, he knows to follow his precious daughter Lucy's life's events. Morgaret is Gal Gadot's hope, the Grey Dwarf is very talented, and being able to stay in Whitestone for so long shows that this is a young Grey Dwarf who can withstand loneliness. Such a person can go further on the path of the guild.

Morwriet took off her clothes and pressed her hands to the fire. The gray dwarf closed his eyes and felt the fire spirits leap within the furnace.

Whew, and suddenly a pale blue flame burst out of the furnace, spun around the gray dwarf's naked upper body, and then returned to the furnace.

This is the new flame formed by the fusion of the real fire and the soul fire that Materazzi gave to Mowglitte, and in the world of Morgritte's spiritual power, this fused flame is like a newborn young beast, conveying its joy.

"Well, everyone has a different understanding of fire, and it is important for a blacksmith to be able to summon his own flame. But it's too early for you, and you'll need at least nine hundred Teslas of magic to summon your own flames. ”

There was a voice in Mowglitte's heart, "I've long since surpassed nine hundred Teslas." ”