[There is a change at 18 o'clock, I am in a good mood and write more, by the way, I ask for collections, I ask for recommendations, friends will work harder]

In the library, Otta, who was flipping through the books, was absent-minded, and finally simply stood up and walked around. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's better to apply to become a nobleman first, and with this title, it may be of some use.

Outa thought so, and it happened that the two medals were also there, and they were both hanging in the leather coat at the moment. He is not the kind of person who likes to show off, always hanging his medals on his chest to show others, and babbling about how dangerous the battlefield is, how many injuries he has suffered, and how many merits he has made.

I went downstairs to the fusiform bar and asked about the evaluation criteria for the title of nobility and how to handle it.

This time it was Ami who received him, and when Otta filled out the form, Ami crouched behind the bar with her chin on her back, looking at him without blinking, and gritted her teeth angrily.

It was quickly filled out, and after Ami recorded it, he was directed to the depths of the hall, where there was a counter where all kinds of medals were issued, and if someone like Orta needed to be promoted, he had to come and check the medal he had obtained, because the medal was registered when it was issued.

Behind the counter, a tall, thin woman with big hands sat idle, bored and didn't know what to think, and when Ota approached, she was startled by saying hello, but she quickly recovered and took Otta's form and looked at it.

After a moment, he stood up and walked to a corner door behind him and knocked on it twice.

After a short time, the corner door opened from the inside, and a fluffy gray head poked out and glanced at Otta.

The man was in his fifties and had an ugly appearance, half of his face was pitted, and one eye was obviously problematic, with very small pupils and cloudy whites, as if he had been injured.

"Master Luan, he came to the nobles for evaluation, and he has won two medals and needs you to test them. With that, the form was handed to him.

"Take the medal and I'll take a look at it. Master Luan said in a hoarse voice.

Ota hurriedly took off the two medals hanging from his leather coat, one of which was still in the upper half, and Ota handed it to the big-handed woman without care. As for the smith's badge, Ota was also hung by him for convenience.

Although Master Na Luan said that one eye was a little flawed, it did not mean that he had a problem with his eyesight, on the contrary, his gaze was very sharp, even better than that of ordinary forgers.

Ota's blacksmith badge only flickered, and he saw it clearly, only to see his eyes squint slightly at Ota, but after being slightly shocked by his age, a look of disgust and resentment was revealed, but because his appearance was already vicious and hideous, Ota didn't notice it.

After Master Luan took the medal, he flickered when he saw the half-cut bronze medal, and then sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said in his heart: "But anyone in the forging industry comes, no problem, I have to find some problems, but now it's good, I don't need to look for it." ”

I saw him pretend to flip the medal over, and there was a string of numbers at the bottom of the back, and I saw him open a booklet and record it, and later picked up half of the bronze medal, and after a "huh", he said:

"This medal is incomplete and cannot be numbered, it will not be able to calculate the merit value for you, and you will not be able to obtain a noble title according to your current merits. With that, the booklet folded and handed the two medals back to the big-handed woman.

Ota hurriedly said: "When awarding medals, they are applied according to the military merit value, and you can see the military merit value if you check it." ”

"An application is an application, an inspection is an inspection, can it be mixed up? Master Luan replied with an indifferent expression.

"Did that tell you the numbered line? The broken half is not on my body, but I remember the number. "Ota still cares about the medal, and these two bronze medals have a special meaning, so he didn't repair it, and besides, this thing is cast, even if it is repaired, it will see traces, so it's just like this, but the number of the lower half, Ota has seen it many times, and he remembers it very clearly.

At that moment, he said the number in the bare detail.

Master Luan looked at him without moving, and said impatiently: "The damaged medal is not recognized, and I can't understand what you said, and I can't check it." With that, he reached out and closed the door.

Ota was anxious and shouted loudly: "Then this medal is a piece of waste......?

"Bang," the corner door shut.

"You ******... Too much deception. "Otta, who rarely gets angry and barely scolds people, is really angry this time. I was very irritable in my heart, but I didn't expect that the promotion to the nobility would be so twists and turns, and I was made difficult by people in every way.

As soon as Ota grabbed the medal that the woman put on the bar with the big hand, he turned around and left, and the angry look made the woman look at him in fear, obviously caused by the fact that Ota was inadvertently imposing and the murderous aura on his body was too strong.

Otta's shout just now was not small, and the three women in the shuttle bar obviously heard it, Ami watched Ota approaching and hurriedly stopped him, and asked in a low voice.

"In this way, sir, don't be angry, Master Luan is such a strange person, I heard that when he was an apprentice in the blacksmith shop before, he was beaten and scolded by his master and bullied by his brothers, and his face and eyes were injured by them, so his personality is very eccentric, people are sometimes good and sometimes bad, when they are good, they will respond to their needs, and when they are bad, they don't mind, maybe they can come over tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." ”

"That's right," Ota said as if he had realized, and then asked a few questions, and in the three women's replies, Ota understood the key.

When Master Luan has a strange personality and is in a bad mood, he is basically a person related to the forging industry, from the forging master to the apprentice, no one he is willing to let go, even if he wants to ask him to raise his noble hand, it is impossible to beg him to raise his noble hand, it can be seen that he still remembers the past vividly, and he hates his forging peers even more.

Others can wait, but they can't afford to wait, this old boy only rests for three days a month, and those who are troubled by him inquire about it, and they are all handled in these three days, but they can't do it themselves.

Gritting his teeth, Ota asked, "Archon Hans is not there, on what floor?"

"Ah, you wouldn't do that, would you?" asked Ami in surprise.

When Ota heard about Master Luan's painful experience, he also calmed down at the moment, shook his head and smiled, "I have something else to visit Duke Hans. ”

"Oh, that's it..."Ami relieved himself and pointed him up to the fifth floor.

There is only a red gate on the fifth floor at the end of the passage, the passage is very long, and there are two sergeants standing opposite each other every ten meters, with a majestic figure and bright armor, with an expressionless face holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and a spear in the other, silent.

Counting exactly ten pairs, twenty people.

As soon as Ota stood at the entrance of the fifth floor, the twenty sergeants turned their heads quite neatly, their eyes were sharp and imposing, and if they were timid people, this scene would have scared him to roll down the stairs.