There was a sound of banging in the blacksmith's shop, and before I could walk in, the breath of fire came to my face, as if waves of heat had formed in the air, like a hot summer.

Inheriting the memory of William Jr., William knew that the most unacceptable thing about being a blacksmith was the lack of firepower, but he didn't expect the current flame to be so powerful, and even made him feel as if he was in a volcano, and the strong smell of sulfur magma was permeating.

Perhaps because the predecessor was already familiar with the high temperature of the blacksmith's shop, or because he had the blood of the red dragon, William did not feel uncomfortable, but felt that the hot environment was very comfortable.

The knights stood outside the blacksmith in armor and sweating, and Liam wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief as the fire elves kept busy in the blacksmith.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense that someone was coming, and the originally hot aura dissipated at once.

"I said that today I am only in the business of Christians."

An old voice sounded in the blacksmith shop, and a white-bearded blacksmith with a naked upper body and a hardcover muscle showed a hammer on his shoulder, if it wasn't for the tall figure of about 1.8 meters, it really looked like a dwarven craftsman master in a fantasy story.

"Master Miller, we just want you to build us a pair of armor and weapons." Said a knight who looked like he was from an extraordinary background.

Although there are also kings and knights from the human world, there are more knights and knights from other worlds. The Christians dominate the world, while the Celtic gods have the upper hand in the world.

Master Miller frowned, and several invisible flame spirits let out incomprehensible cries, and the temperature around them suddenly rose a lot.

"There is no essential difference between a Christian and a druid." Prince Liam said with a smile in the crowd on the white horse, and suddenly everyone looked at Liam on the white horse and exclaimed, "Prince of the dwarf elves, the escapee." ”

"How did you come here?"

"Liam, it's hard for you, a coward, to participate in the tournament."

"Maybe it's the same time I fought like I did hundreds of years ago, and I just ran away."

There was a sound of ridicule and ridicule from the crowd, telling of Liam's deeds, and the laughter of the knights made William feel that something was wrong, and he immediately noticed something strange when he took a closer look.

"Escapee" is the title owned by Liam, as long as it is a strong person of the second order and above, they all have their own exclusive title, symbolizing the characteristics of the party, Liam once proudly introduced to him, Mr. Green also used "Escapee" to call Liam, William subconsciously thought that this was actually a compliment for Liam.

For example, there are several titles for King Arthur, such as "Knight King" and "Red Dragon of Britain", the pinnacle of which is that his supporters named him "Emperor of Britain", and his opponents called him "the scourge of Britain".

Whether it is the Emperor of Britain or the Scourge of Britain, it is actually a recognition of King Arthur.

William once thought that the "escapee" was such a title similar to the "Britannian disaster", like Joan of Arc in France, which has always been called the "witch of Orleans" in England, and did not recognize her sainthood at all, but it also represented some kind of recognition.

"Yes, I'm going to participate in a martial arts tournament, and I shouldn't be able to escape this time." Prince Liam smiled heartily, not embarrassed by the ridicule of the crowd.

"Prince Liam, you're really on the verge of escape." William couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't that obvious? If I hadn't escaped, then where do you think my title came from and how I became a legend. Liam said as a matter of course, and William's calm demeanor made William confused for a while.

He is simply the legendary boss nemesis, every time he meets the boss, there is no reliable one, the brave Francis is the "Dragon Slayer Egg Warrior", and Prince Liam is the second-order legendary powerhouse who "escaped" and promoted himself from a human to an elf.

This should definitely not be your own responsibility.

What else can I say, I can only lament that I don't know anyone, and the boss I am looking for is all unreliable.

"Master, I just want to make a suit of armor, and I remember that even a non-Christian would accept it, and it would be disqualified to choose customers as a blacksmith!"

Prince Liam touched the head of the white horse, who was a little restless from the heat, and he said loudly, so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

The blacksmith was both a master craftsman and a merchant, and there was no agreement to accept only Christian commissions, especially since the master blacksmith would use pagan spells such as summoning fire spirits, proving that he could not be a pure believer.

"Of course, Your Royal Highness Prince Liam, you are indeed right, for a businessman, there has never been the right to pick customers, whether it is a Christian or a pagan as long as they pay, they are all good customers of mine, but I don't accept your commission, there is only one situation, I think Prince Liam should know it." Master Miller replied.

"Your weapon has been ordered." William replied before Liam.

According to the regulations between blacksmiths, there is a time limit for undertaking the task of forging weapons and armor, and they are often entrusted with tasks, all when the war is approaching, so for a short period of time, the blacksmith will only serve one client wholeheartedly, and will not accept orders from other customers in between.

"You're such a clever kid, look at your arms swinging with extra power, and you're a blacksmith too."

Master Miller looked at William in amazement, and then at his body, where the arms and calluses on his hands resembled those of a blacksmith.

"Yes, Master Miller, my father, William Jacob, was a blacksmith, and I was apprenticed under my father, but not yet a teacher?"

William respectfully explained that it was one of the rules of blacksmiths to respect masters who were more skilled than himself, and that William had received a complete blacksmith education at William Sr.

"I wonder who could have made Master Miller offend so many kings, princes, knights, and even goddess Eliou, and not hesitate to give priority to the commission of that client."

Liam asked, with displeasure in his eyes, going straight to the tournament without the right armor is simply looking for death, as a deserter, he is more desperate than anyone else, and knows better than anyone how to save his life in a crisis.