"Bring out something good!" After entering the house, Potlime couldn't help but stretch out his hand and beg Mo Xuan to get up.

Mo Xuan laughed: "You still know me." ”

After spreading out his hand and taking out the things he brought this time from the space ring, after distilling the fine wine that had been distilled many times, and placing a string of chickens, ducks, fish, meat, vegetables and fruits on the table, Mo Xuan raised a few flames in front of him as if he were ostentatious.

The flame is formed by mobilizing magical elements, and the spiritual power is mixed in it, allowing Mo Xuan to adjust the demand for flame on the meat skewers as he likes.

In less than a moment, the aroma of meat overflowed.

"Come, come, eat. Mo Xuan greeted Portleme as he reached out and slapped the jar in front of him open, pouring the amber liquor into the glass, and the overflowing aroma of the wine was unstoppable.

While eating and drinking, while talking about the world, the flame in front of Mo Xuan has never been extinguished.

In fact, if it weren't for the fear of scaring Potleime, Mo Xuan could use his mental power to control the meat skewers and barbecue, and it was already a trivial matter to devote himself to Mo Xuan, who was extremely perverted with mental power.

"Oops! Since the founding of the Duchy by Gnagna, Arrowstone Castle has become more and more idle. Potlime drank the wine from his glass and said with a little sorrow.

Mo Xuan shook his head: "Tell me about you, to be honest, I don't like war, and even hate war, why don't you have this thing, you are depressed." ”

Potlime was stunned for a moment, and his mind recalled his past, from his youth to his old age.

After a moment, Potleime smiled bitterly: "I don't want to admit it, but war has become part of my life. It's been almost eighty years since I started fighting as a teenager. Eighty years of conquest have already included my whole life, how can I forget it!"

After saying that, Portlem waved his hand. Plugging Mo Xuan's words of comfort: "Don't worry! I'm not that fragile yet, right! You don't stay in the territory well, how can you have the strength to run to me." ”

"Isn't that for the king's trouble?" said Mo Xuan, telling Potlem the news that Augustine had invited him to celebrate Alexia's birthday.

"What a fuss. Potlaim chuckled, "What's so embarrassing about that! What have you done to be sorry for him?"

"Nope!"

"Then what are you afraid of!"

"This is just one aspect, you know, I am a nobleman who is a halfway monk, I don't know some rules at all, in order not to make jokes, why don't I come here to ask you for help?" When he spoke, Mo Xuan was not shy at all that he was a nobleman who became a halfway monk.

That's what it is, what it is. No matter how you cover it up, sooner or later, it will show its feet, and in this case, it is better to admit it generously.

Potlaim frowned and thought for a moment: "Okay! My butler now has three grandchildren, all of whom have studied with him, you see! I will let the butler choose one of the middle, how about you take it." ”

"Thank you, thank you so much!" "Immovable etiquette does not mean that Mo Xuan is willing to be ridiculed by others, as long as he thinks that he has been judged by a large number of nobles who feel superior to themselves, Mo Xuan feels disgusted, and then thinks that these guys may laugh at him. Mo Xuan was even more disgusting.

"Thank you, thank you, are you still with the wine you sent some time ago, give me a hundred jars. "Potlime unceremoniously asked Mo Xuan for a good wine, and he didn't have the slightest bearing that a generalissimo of the kingdom should have.

This local tyrant hit. For a while, Mo Xuan laughed angrily: "No! No!" and two voices in a row, one higher than the other, told Potlime Mo Xuan's mood.

"Eighty altars!"

"Nope!"

"Fifty altars. ”

"Nope!"

In the end, it was sold for twenty altars.

Full of wine and food, Portlem lowered his voice: "I heard." There are dwarven blacksmiths in Flamecity!"

Mo Xuan was not surprised by what was going on in Flame City. Mo Xuan didn't mean to hide it in the slightest, except for those laboratories on the volcano. The changes in Flame City, Mo Xuan even wanted to make a big splash, with two holy steps, it was really different, and now this thick thigh hugged Mo Xuan extremely comfortable.

Mo Xuan nodded and acknowledged the matter.

Now Potlem's face is even better: "You're not authentic!"

Mo Xuan was even more confused when he said this, thinking that Potlem had drunk too much, Mo Xuan was ready to call his subordinates to settle Potlem.

Stopping Mo Xuan's movements, Portlem said, "There is a dwarf master, you are still hiding, are you afraid that I will rob them!"

Mo Xuan couldn't cry or laugh when he said it, what is this! Rob the dwarf, you have this ability, it depends on whether the dwarf is willing to go with you.

"Isn't there a law!Without the authority to trade in weapons, how dare I trade weapons!" Mo Xuan hurriedly defended.

Then Potlime looked at Mo Xuan like a fool, and only after half a sound did he say faintly: "You have heard that the nobleman obeys the law!"

Well, Mo Xuan was choked up for a while and didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, it dawned on Poelem that "now you have the right to trade in weapons?"

"There it is!"

This sentence was exchanged for Potolem staring at him for a long time.

Mo Xuan, who was being stared at uncomfortably, hurriedly pushed him away: "What's wrong!"

After holding back for a long time, Potlem rolled his eyes angrily: "You can't be Augustine's illegitimate son! ”

After laughing at himself, Potlime laughed at himself: "Forget it, if I want fifty sets of good weapons and armor, all in the style of the Kingdom's heavy knights." How's that, give you two months, can you finish it? ”

Two months! Mo Xuan was eager to tell Potlem that if Mo Xuan wanted to, it would be done in a few days.

In the Middle Ages, Potlaim couldn't understand the power of the industrialized Flame City.

"Can it be done, do you want to enchant?" Mo Xuan asked weakly.

"Enchanted?can Flamecity be enchanted now?" Potlime asked incredulously.

Mo Xuan nodded.

"Of course, no matter what the magic is, I'll give you another half a year, and I'll get all the materials out. Potlime spoke incoherently excitedly, you must know that the enchantment technology has also been mastered by the Mali Kingdom, but to enchant so many weapons and armor at once, the Mali Kingdom really can't do it, and only a large existence like the Resas Empire has this ability.

After unwinding the order, Mo Xuan didn't ask Potlem what he wanted these weapons and armor to do in the end. (To be continued......)