Frank and Tiago were "asked away" from the blacksmith - yes, "away". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was definitely the first time that they had enjoyed the unspeakable taste of being driven away in disguise. Well, though Derotan was so sincere and earnest when he dealt with them, and humbly apologized, he was not at all like the familiar irascible old dwarf that made them think they had seen a ghost......

Derotan said that it was because of the arrival of important guests, and there was no time to entertain them—the two were believers, and they were not unaware of the sudden change in Derotan after the man and woman had entered the blacksmith's shop.

Needless to say, this man and woman must be extraordinary.

But...... Somehow, the pair seemed a little familiar, especially the middle-aged woman with the veil. It is not about the external form, but about the feeling of the whole, from the temperament and manners, from all the tangible and intangible details.

It's mysterious, indescribable, but it's very clear.

They were sure that the lady must have been a great beauty, even if they had not yet seen the face under the veil, but they had no memory of seeing it—ahhh

But none of that matters.

Eventually, Derotan agreed to Frank's request and tried his best to speed up the process and see if he could finish the adjusted version of "That Sword" before the deadline. Of course, just give it a try, there are no guarantees, but it's enough to make Frank happy.

Hehe, this guy Derotan is always like that~!

The two of them laughed and winked at each other, and then Frank left with a handful of the precious materials he had brought (but didn't have time to pull out) and left contentedly.

It seems a little strange to use it on top of a pair of rivals...... Anyway, that's what happened.

Soon there were only four people left in the blacksmith's shop, Catherine, Sambi, Derotan, and the wistful-looking Avis. The apprentices were all given half a day off, asked them to clean up the shop, and hung a wooden sign outside the door for the day to rest, and they were all sent to the city to play, much to their confusion and excitement.

The four of them sat around the table, Sambi concentrating on the food and drinks on the table, while the other three clearly didn't have the same mind.

"Hey, Catherine, there's no one else here, there's no need to wear a mask anymore, is there?" muttered Drotan .

"I like it. Catherine replied lightly.

Derotan rolled his eyes: "Whatever you want." Then he asked, "When did you come?"

"It's been a while, about ...... More than a month ago. Catherine continued to reply lightly. Instead, Sambi helped her to make a good living, adding: "It's before the winter snow comes! Heh, think about it for a long time! Where are you staying? In the Brilliant Troupe, otherwise you think a midnight lady suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and the midnight lady who overwhelmed the whole city? Hehe, Catherine even showed her true face directly! That is, you two don't know the dead house that you two easily don't go out......"

Derotan stroked his beard again and again, looking confused: "Don't tell me that you have only focused on travel and acting for so long, and you don't believe me if you kill me!...... No need to guess! You must be secretly plotting against Crescent City and the Ashelon family!"

Ives asked directly, "The riot a few days ago was your handiwork, right?" and looked at Sambi again, "Is he the 'Robin of the Grand Thief'?"

"Yes. Catherine admits it all.

Derotan and Ives couldn't help but look at each other and smile wryly.

Drotan gave a thumbs up, "Yes, you're amazing!" Then, with a closed look, he said very solemnly: "Okay, get straight to the point, tell me, what is the purpose of coming to us this time? Private business? Is it to relate to the old days or to bring a conspiracy? Hey, if we want us to help you set up a conspiracy against Crescent City, then our answer is firm and clear, no! As an old acquaintance, you will not be unclear about our consistent position - not to participate in any political games!"

Hearing this, Catherine chuckled: "It seems that there are two sentences missing from your 'consistent position'!" 'Don't join any forces, don't represent any forces'......"

This was originally a joke that was said casually, but it accurately hit the knot in the hearts of the two of them, and they had indeed broken the so-called consistent position -- after being fooled by Ye Guyun into agreeing to be the future minister of industry in Crescent City, didn't it mean that they would join Crescent City? From now on, they are also people with belongings, orientations, and labels! They are no longer the two original casting masters who strictly abide by neutrality and transcendence!

For a moment, both Derotan and Ives fell into a strange stale, their expressions very subtle, as if they were melancholy and like embarrassment, which was really indescribable.

Of course, Catherine was able to catch the strange looks of the two, and they knew the difference in feelings, but the reason was unknown, but she had no intention of exploring it at this time. Shaking her head, she continued: "I'm here this time for private matters - oh, I'm not here to catch up with you, and there is nothing to talk about with you two stone-like dead houses~......"

The two couldn't help but look at each other again and smile bitterly, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little more lively.

“...... In fact, I'm here for help. Rest assured, only for individuals, not involved in any conspiracy. ”

Confusion welled up in the hearts of the two, and Drotan immediately asked, "Help, what help?"

"Hmm...... First of all, I want to know about 'that sword'. After thinking about it, Catherine replied.

"'That sword'? what 'that sword'?" Drotan didn't react for a moment.

"The one you were talking about, I heard. ”

"Ah, the sword, why did you hit its idea?" Drotan scratched his head and slapped the table, "Now that you've heard it, you should know what it has to do with it...... You're not trying to destroy it, are you? Hey, you're not involved in any conspiracy!"

Apparently, Derotan made some very reasonable associations, albeit poorly.

Catherine was not at all annoyed, and began to explain unhurriedly, and the corners of her lips were slightly upturned with a hint of intoxicating smile that the two of them could not understand at all.

"Hmm, what do you say?......"

She suddenly remembered a song that someone once sang - "Your Name, My Last Name".

"So let's tell you, I've recently changed my name......"

Sambi couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Show affection, die fast!"

However, Derotan and Ives had no clue: "What is the name, what is the name, and what does it have to do with that sword?"

Catherine just said, "Now, I'm no longer Katherine Caples, I'm ...... Catherine Saphius Yeh. ”

The pronunciation of the last leaf character was still not accurate enough, with a typical strange tone of foreigners speaking Chinese, Catherine did not care, she was very excited-just saying the name with his surname made her tremble with joy, the corners of her lips were completely hooked, although her face was still veiled, it could not block the expression of her mood, and anyone who saw it knew that she was smiling sweetly.

"Catherine Saphius Yeh?" Ives frowned and pinched his chin.

"Saphius Ye, so familiar......" Drotan stroked his beard vigorously.

The next second, they were all frozen, looking at each other, their eyes as wide as a pair of copper bells, and their mouths wide open, as if they could stuff a whole egg.

Figured it out, figured it all out!

They thought about whose surname "Saphius Yeh" was, and of course they didn't know what it meant for a woman to take another man's last name, so they immediately figured out what "Catherine Saphius Ye" meant......

"it!" the old dwarf couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "It's too explosive... It's so explosive!Wow!I'm a little dizzy! I've got to slow down! I've got to slow down......."

Ives had completely lost his usual calm elegance, wiped his non-existent sweat, and asked eagerly, "When is it?"

"Hey, so you're not wrong at all about a dead house that doesn't go out......" but the drunken Sambi interjected mockingly, "I don't know how long the romance of the chief advisor and the Midnight Lady has been circulating in the city! ”

After a hiccup, Sambi continued to tease, but this time the object was Catherine: "Of course, the story has been passed on long enough, but somebody has indeed recently finally become Mrs. Sephoeus~! And, Hiccup-I'll tell you! Those a few days ago was made because of someone's trouble! She~~! jealous~~!"

"Little Sambi, I see you're itchy again!!" Catherine must be furious at this time, whether she is really angry or not.

Jealous?

The old dwarf and the old elf looked at each other, and they both understood.

Originally...... The cause of the great turmoil in the city some time ago was only because...... Jealous......

"Yes!you're amazing!" Drotan gave Catherine a thumbs up again, "Of course! the best thing is the bastard who got you! Fuck it! The Night Rose, which no one has ever been able to climb, has been taken down silently!