"Hahahaha, you're so humorous, young man." Moswood was quick to put on a smile again.

Sain, who was on the sidelines, couldn't stand it anymore, and he was going to speak for Mosswood.

"No, Emir, we have to seize such a good opportunity, you see those people outside, only keep owing money, we are different, if we become Mr. Moswood's apprentice, and then forge the right weapon for Christy, we will be infinitely beautiful."

"Tsk."

Emile was speechless at these words, and thought to herself who was complaining about Chrysti's lack of trust, why did she trust others so much now?

As a friend, he wanted to remind Sain not to be led by the nose, but Moswood was the first to speak.

"Don't worry, we have to think about this matter in the long run, you don't have to reply to me immediately, think about it for one night, and then talk about it tomorrow?"

"Ugh."

Sain sighed, as if to blame the emir for his indecision.

"But, Émile," said Moswood suddenly, "I have to warn you that if you become the old man's apprentice and finally successfully complete Clesty's task, then the money owed by the craftsmen outside can be written off, of course, you don't have to doubt the old man's words, because the money of those people was supposed to be handed over to the weapons workshop, and the old man naturally has the right to decide as the person in charge." ”

“…… So, I don't have the right to choose? ”

Emir couldn't help but laugh, he didn't expect that this old man only looked kind, but in fact had a lot of eyes.

"Hehe, of course you can refuse, after all, those people have nothing to do with you, do they? You don't have to grieve yourself for their sake. Moswood said, smiling knowingly.

Emir knew that he was being manipulated, in fact, sometimes, he did want to make himself cold-blooded and ruthless, because in this way he could get greater benefits, but he couldn't do it after all.

If it would cost him dearly to do so, then he would definitely not agree, after all, he was too much to protect, how could he help others?

But in this matter, he only had to compromise, just like last night when Sein knelt on the ground without hesitation in order to save him from Juan's men.

Although there is indeed a hint of hypocrisy in this thought, because he himself owes money, and if he does not promise Moswood, then he will have to work as a black job for the rest of his life.

So whether it was to help those craftsmen, or from his own point of view, he had to promise Moswood.

"Alas," said the emir, with a light sigh, "well, what a defeat for you, is it not enough for me to promise to be your apprentice?" ”

"Haha, that's the smart choice." Sain smiled happily.

"Really? You agreed, really? Moswood reconfirmed.

"Well, of course."

The emir nodded inexplicably, wondering if this kind of thing would have to be confirmed many times.

However, Moswood suddenly changed his tone and said.

"However, the old man has not agreed."

"Huh?"

Not only the emir, but even Sain was shocked.

"Hehe, don't worry, listen to the old man explain to you," Moswood stroked his beard and said slowly, "The old man has been a forger for decades no matter what he says, and of course you can't be sloppy in choosing apprentices, so in the next few days, the old man wants you to receive special training, so as to obtain the qualification to become my apprentice." ”

"Special training?"

"That's right, since you've all agreed, let's start tomorrow, and I'll find someone to supervise you at that time."

When Amir and Sain heard this, they looked at each other.

……

At the same time, the craftsmen outside had long since discovered that Emile and Sain were gone, and the recruits began to talk.

"Hey, do you know what that old man does?"

"Whose family is it, otherwise how could the army recruit such an old man."

"No, how can the family come here, this is a black-hearted workshop."

"How is it impossible, maybe they are the families of the officers, and they are here to supervise us."

"Ah yes, that makes sense, you see that old man is dressed quite gorgeously, and he definitely won't be a poor bastard like us."

"But why were they taken by the old man, Emir?"

After roughly identifying the old man, the soldiers finally got to business.

"Oh, who can guess this kind of thing, forget it, let's talk, we still have to do the right thing."

A few of the recruits were in no mood to discuss matters that had nothing to do with them and continued to devote themselves to the hard work, but the enthusiasm of others to discuss the issues was still high, and even a few veterans joined them.

So, one of the recruits whispered to the person next to him.

"This big brother, you should have been here for a long time, can you tell us who that old man is."

He was asking about a veteran of about forty years old, his face full of vicissitudes, and there was a hint of stability between his eyebrows.

With an imperceptible smile, the veteran took out a thin piece of tobacco from his bosom, rolled it in a piece of paper, held it in his mouth, and then leaned over to the fire and lit it.

The whole process was smooth, but the veteran's movements seemed to be graceful, as if it was intended to test everyone's patience.

The recruits did start to get restless, and just as they were about to urge, the veterans finally spoke.

"Anyone with a little intelligence knows that the army does not raise idlers, so there will be no officers' families coming in at all, you came later, of course you don't know the situation, that old man is a professional forging master with decades of experience, when people make weapons, you little children are still rolling in the mud."

"Hey, what kind of attitude do you have, it's great to come first." One of the recruits said angrily.

"Hmph, with your patience, I'm too lazy to talk to you." The veteran threw his puff of cigarette on the ground and was about to leave.

"Oh, this big brother, don't you care about him, most of us are not very patient." Another recruit hurriedly grabbed him.

"Hehe, it's better for you to listen to what you say, okay, I'll tell you about it."

The veteran was waiting for someone to stand up and persuade, and he immediately opened the conversation box and casually took out a cigarette from his arms.

"The old man's name is Mosswood, and he's the head of this weapons workshop."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the recruits couldn't hold back and began to discuss it again, after all, no one had told them about it in the first place.

"Okay, don't you want to hear about this old man?" The veteran interrupted them impatiently.

In fact, the recruits' interest in the old man ended there, and they wanted to know more about the reason why Emile and Sain were called away.

However, the veterans decided to continue talking, regardless of whether they wanted to hear it or not.

"About Moswood, in fact, it was all told to me by my uncle, who belonged to the same military camp as Moswood at the time, and was also in the logistics unit. However, Moswood originally ran a blacksmith shop in the town, which was not very famous, and later the army found that the weapons purchased from him were of very good quality, so his blacksmith shop naturally supplied the army for a long time, but after a long time, the army leaders still felt that it was too troublesome to buy from him, so they simply paid a lot of money for him to set up a weapons workshop in the army, and at the same time let him be the head of the charge. ”

"Wait a minute, I have a question," one soldier raised his hand coldly, "we are going to fight with the demons now, so we need a lot of weapons, but there were no demons back then, why do we need so many weapons?" ”

"Tsk," the veteran said impatiently, "have you ever studied imperial history, do you still need to ask such a common-sense question?" ”

The recruits all looked at each other, apparently unaware of this common sense, after all, they all came from remote villages and had not received much education since childhood.

"Alas, forget it, what an illiterate bunch of people, I'll kindly tell you, although the Elnos Empire is only more than five hundred years old, it has experienced five civil wars during this period, and each one is more tragic than the other, and the one I just mentioned is the last one, more than twenty years ago."

"Oh, I see." The recruits nodded their heads one after another, indicating that they had increased their knowledge.

"In short, at that time, both sides involved in the civil war were in urgent need of weapons, in fact, the fear of trouble at the top of the army was just an excuse, the real purpose was not to let the hostile forces obtain such good quality weapons, even if they were defeated, they could let Moswood retreat with the army."

"That's not right, he is not the only blacksmith in the entire empire, and the hostile forces can find other blacksmiths."

"Tsk, that's why I just said that you have a low IQ, can you use your brain?" The veteran said angrily.

The recruit who asked the question was immediately speechless with shame, and could only stand in place, and the people around him were silent when they saw this.

"Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I don't care about you," the veteran seemed to be worried that they wouldn't want to listen, so he had to compromise and continued, "The top brass of the army has already sent people to investigate the blacksmith shops across the country, and found that only the weapons of the Moswood family are of high quality, but they are not famous, and the weapons of the other blacksmith shops, although they are of good quality, have long been bought out by the nobles. ”

"That's right." The recruit who had just asked nodded his head.

"However, Moswood was against war, and the purpose of his painstaking efforts to make weapons was only to arm the Imperial soldiers so that they could deal with all kinds of events that endangered the Empire, not against his own people, so Moswood was forced to join the army at that time."

"But do you really think he's going to succumb to the obscenity of the military's top brass? No, of course not, so he finally wanted to die, but fortunately he was stopped by a certain high-ranking army who came in a hurry, and the other party thought of a compromise solution, telling him that as long as he could do his best to build a perfect sword for their lord, he would no longer be forced to do things for the army, which was already the biggest concession the army could make, even Moswood had to give them face, and finally had to agree. ”

"Hehe, do you think that's the end of the story? Of course not, Moswood did build a perfect sword for the lord according to the agreement, but, how can there be a perfect sword in this world, if you really want to say perfect, then Moswood actually created a perfect scrap, except for himself, no one can see the flaws, he just polished the appearance very well, so that those military high-ranking people mistakenly thought it was perfect, Moswood did something to the sword, making it temporarily indestructible, sharpening iron like clay, and once the time limit is exceeded, the sword body will suddenly break. ”

"Sure enough, the lord who got the sword had no doubts, and began to lead his army to fight, and the final result can be imagined, in the final decisive battle with the enemy army, the lord almost beheaded the enemy leader under the horse, but the sword body suddenly broke, and he was instantly killed by the other party with a shocked face, and the army that lost the leader was immediately defeated, and this civil war ended."

After the veteran finished speaking, one of the recruits raised his hand and said.

"Wait, which side was Moswood loyal to at the time? Is it the Imperial Army, or is it the other side, uh...... That is, the rebels. ”

"Haha, even if you asked the point, although the other party is a lord, he betrayed the empire, so he belongs to the rebel army, and Moswood was forced to be loyal to him, and finally made a very big contribution to the victory of the imperial army, so after the war, he was pardoned for joining the rebels, and later, he was even directly named a nobleman by the king and had his own fief."

"I see, since he has become a nobleman, why has he entered the army now? It must have been that he made some mistake later and was deprived of his noble status. One of the recruits began to think cranky.

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand," the veteran glanced at him and continued, "Although he became a nobleman, Moswood still didn't want to give up his old job, so he continued to run the blacksmith shop, but it backfired, the news that he had created inferior weapons for the rebel leader spread, and the business naturally plummeted, after all, the customers didn't want their swords to break suddenly, but the slightest carelessness would endanger their lives, anyway, doing business is like this, we must be honest, once there is a crisis of trust, There was basically no possibility of doing it, but Moswood didn't care, and enjoyed a peaceful life while forging on his own. ”

"Until decades have passed, that is, now, the attack of the demon clan has brought the empire's army into combat readiness again, and it has begun to need a large number of weapons again, and Moswood, who is already in his seventies, heard about it, and actually took the initiative to join the army and personally funded the establishment of a weapon workshop to provide weapons for the soldiers on the front line, that is to say, his comeback this time is mainly to contribute to the empire, understand?"

"Uh-oh." The recruits chimed in.

"Eh, no, since the old man is so noble, why is this weapon workshop so dark, we worked hard to forge weapons, and in the end not only couldn't make money, but also had to post it upside down, what is it?"

"Well...... Alas," the old soldier could only sigh when he heard this, and then told the truth, "Although this workshop was established by Moswood, the ruling power is in the hands of Lord Chrysti, and the old man is only a nominal person in charge, and he has no part in speaking, and you haven't noticed?" Juan's bastard locked up the old man with us, which means that the old man is in the same situation as us. ”

Hearing this truth, the recruits felt unworthy for Moswood, but there was nothing they could do to help, after all, they were all unable to protect themselves.

"Then what did Moswood do when he called the Emir over just now?" Another recruit asked.

The others finally remembered that they had just been attracted by Moswood's deeds, and that was what they were most interested in.

"Hehe, for the sake of your willingness to listen to me, I'll be honest with you, Moswood has been wandering around the workshop for a few months, he has been looking for a candidate, the chosen person can become his apprentice, maybe he knows that his time is running out, or he is not willing to waste time to continue to make these scraps, in short, no matter why, he wants to create the best sword of his career in the end, but unfortunately his physical strength is not as good as when he was young, and he can only rely on others to help, Therefore, it is necessary to accept apprentices, firstly, to help him lay down, and secondly, to pass on his forging skills. ”

"So, can we?" The recruits were immediately motivated.

"Hehe, don't you see? Moswood only chose Emile and Sain, and it seems that good times for the two of them are coming. ”

“…… Alas, their luck was good. The recruits expressed their envy.

After saying this, the veteran stopped discussing with them, and quietly left with a cigarette, because his words had been conveyed to his target.

The recruits were so engrossed in the discussion that they didn't notice that Emil and Sain had already come out of Moswood's room, and they had been in the corner listening to the veteran since he began to speak.

Finally, before leaving, the veteran winked at the emir.

Sensing that something was wrong, the emir immediately searched the workshop for the figure of the veteran, but after searching for a long time, he could not find it, and the other party did not seem to be from here.