Volume 1 The Tale of the Forge Chapter 25 Dilemma
It was the best battle humanity had fought in recent months, and Lydia returned to the city surrounded by knights.
Although many of their comrades died and the Knights suffered heavy losses, all the knights were inspired to see Lydia show off her skills on the battlefield.
The Knights intend to celebrate her and report her performance to Kresty so that she can become a full-fledged knight.
After such a battle, the knights all recognized Lydia's strength, if they couldn't become official knights, then what kind of face did they have to continue to stay in the Knights?
However, Lydia refused, saying that her ambition was not to become a full-fledged knight, but simply to contribute to the town.
Instead of accepting the invitation of her companions to a celebratory banquet at the restaurant, she hurried in the direction of the watchtower, leaving only the knights to look at each other.
Ten minutes later, Lydia came to the Emir.
"How? I'm amazing, right? Lydia said proudly as soon as they met.
"yes, it's amazing." The emir clapped his hands and exclaimed.
But Sain said disapprerovingly, "It's powerful, but it's mainly because of the sword we forged." β
ββ¦β¦ Haha, that's true. Lydia smirked and scratched her head.
"So you should thank us, right?"
"Well, I seem to have some bad premonitions."
"Hmph, your hunch is really good, you said before that you would compensate us, and you also wrote it down twice, the first time because the servants doubted us and made us sad, the second time because of Margaret's outrageous demand, we were mentally hurt, then this is the third time, as your thank you to us." Sain said with a blank look.
In fact, he is not a calculating person, but he just wants to strengthen the connection between them in this way.
The emir apparently saw it too, but he didn't understand Sein's true intentions, and instead thought he wanted to maintain his relationship with Lydia.
And Lydia was not surprised, and readily agreed.
"All right, but we must wait until we have crushed Kresti's plot, and I will grant you a hundred requests by then."
"Then it's a deal." Emir held out his hand to her.
Lydia held it tightly, but in this moment of warmth, Sain spoke again.
"By the way, Lydia, are you capable of defeating Christy now?"
"Well, well, I'll see it." Lydia scratched her head.
"Oh? Doesn't it mean that as long as you have a powerful weapon, your strength will increase several times? β
"Yes, but Chrysti is a paladin, and her strength ranks twelfth among the knights of the entire empire, and even if I improve my strength, I am probably not her opponent." Lydia grimaced.
"How do you know if you don't try." Sain said casually.
However, Lydia burst out laughing when she heard this.
If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be angry when he heard this kind of proposal to stand and talk without backache, but Lydia just smiled happily.
"Please, that's going to die if you lose, do you want to lose me?"
"I'm ......" Sain was stunned as he heard something subtle.
"Ah, I seem to have said something misleading," Lydia explained when she saw Sain's expression, "No, I mean do you want to lose my friend?" β
"Really?" Sain still had a smile on his face, but he was very disappointed.
"Alright, let's get down to business, Emir, have you thought of anything from this battle?" Lydia looked at the emir who was lost in thought.
"Nope." Emir blurted out.
"Huh?"
"Because there is nothing special on the battlefield, as long as you are there, the demons will not be able to break through the city gates, and the main problem now is how to deal with Kresti." Emir explained.
ββ¦β¦ Alas, that's right. Lydia looked frustrated.
However, the emir suddenly changed his words and said.
"Still, I've got a way to do that."
"Oh?" Lydia immediately perked up and asked, "What way?" β
"Hehe, didn't you always like to sell guanzi before? Then I'll whet your appetite this time. The emir said with interest.
"Tell me first," said Sain, who suddenly leaned in, "I've never sold a pass. β
"No, you can't either, anyway, let's go back to the weapon workshop first."
The emir said and walked down the tower.
Lydia and Sain looked at each other, both smiling helplessly.
β¦β¦
As some time passed, the three of them arrived at the weapons workshop, where the soldiers were still forging their weapons in earnest, unaware of what might happen next.
For a moment, the emir wished that he would be like those soldiers, just do his own thing, and leave nothing else to worry about, even if the destruction of the world has nothing to do with him.
However, he quickly removed this cowardly thought from his mind, and if he really wanted to take it easy, he didn't have to come to the barracks at all, and he should have stayed in the village by self-harm.
Lydia then walked to the room at the end of the workshop, and gently pushed open the door to find Moswood sitting in a chair with a sad face.
Moswood was surprised to see them return.
"What? Didn't you tell you to go back and rest? β
"Hehe, Mr. Moswood, we're idle anyway, so why don't we solve the curse with you." Sain had a smile on his face.
"Hey, it's rare that you kid has a heart, come and sit down."
"No, no, there's just a chair left for Lydia to sit on." Sain hurriedly waved his hand.
Lydia was unceremonious, and walked over and sat down.
"So, Emir, what exactly is the solution you have in mind, you can say it now."
At first, when she heard that Emir was going back to the weapons workshop, Lydia was worried that Moswood would learn the truth, which would undoubtedly add some sorrow to the old man.
However, she thought about it carefully, and now that she could find a way to deal with Krestie, it wasn't a bad thing to let Moswood understand the truth.
"Yes, Emir, speak quickly, I'm itching to wait." Sain also urged.
ββ¦β¦ Ahem," said the Γmile, with a light cough, "yes, you see that no matter how powerful Chrysti is, she is only human, right?" But have you ever thought about what the combat power of our side is. β
"Uh, isn't it just Lydia? Although the two of us are very good at forging, the force value is basically zero. "Sain was completely confused.
The emir looked at them at a loss, as if he could not guess the answer he had in mind, so he had to say it himself.
"Forget it, I'll announce the answer directly, don't forget, we still have Lilith on our side, no matter how powerful a human is, it can't withstand a dragon's breath, if it can't be burned to death, then another shot."
Lydia was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, admiring.
"It's you, Emir, who easily thought of a solution that we didn't even pay attention to."
"Oh, and that kind of operation." Sain nodded thoughtfully.
At this time, however, there was still one person who was kept in the dark.
"What the hell are you talking about, why can't the old man understand? What can't be carried? β
"Hey, Mr. Moswood, let me tell you that......"
Sain was excited to tell the truth, but he suddenly remembered Lydia's concerns and looked at Lydia to ask for her permission.
Then, Lydia nodded, deciding to explain the ins and outs of the matter herself.
"Grandpa, don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."
"Hehe, what are you talking about, you kid, grandpa has experienced strong winds and waves, how can he be afraid." Moswood appeared fearless.
"That's good, actually, our lord, Chrysti, has already colluded with the demons." Lydia said word for word.
However, Moswood was not much surprised to hear this, and just looked at her silently.
ββ¦β¦ Uh, grandpa, did you hear me? It can't be the back of the ear. β
Lydia asked tentatively, as she didn't see the expected reaction.
"Tsk, silly boy, did you talk to grandpa like that?" Moswood scolded.
"But teacher, you don't seem surprised at all." Sain wondered, too.
"Huh? Oh, what a shock, how can this be? Moss Wood said matter-of-factly.
ββ¦β¦ Belch. Lydia froze.
"Haha, Mr. Moswood, this is already known for a long time." The emir said what the problem was.
"How, how is that possible?" Sain still didn't believe it, "In that case, why did the teacher take over the task of forging a sword for Chrysti?" β
"yes, what the hell is going on?" Lydia asked eagerly.
"Don't worry, the old man will tell you the truth," said Moswood, stroked his beard, "Emile, Sain, did you hear an old soldier tell you about the old man's past on the first day you came?" β
"yes, it's the truth, I thought he saw it with his own eyes." Sain was unimpressed.
"Hehe, what he said is actually true, and the old man asked him to tell it, the purpose is to let you know how the old man framed the leader of the rebel army back then."
"Oh?"
"Since that's the point, then there's no need for the old man to say it, you should guess."
"Oh, I see, you're trying to do it again, right?" It dawned on Sain.
"That's why you kid is clever, you can guess it."
"Hehe, thank you for the compliment." Sain scratched his head and giggled.
The emir heard the meaning of the words, and reminded him in a whisper.
"Hey, Sain, I'm not complimenting you, teacher."
"Oh, really?"
Speaking of this, Emile also figured out why Moswood and Lydia said differently when forging this morning, because he didn't plan to forge a high-quality weapon for Kresty at all, even if the iron piece mixed with white crystal ore was forged casually, it must be of much better quality than ordinary weapons, and it was difficult for a layman like Kresty to see the problem.
As for Lydia to look at him, maybe it was because Moswood, as a senior blacksmith, would not easily make common-sense mistakes, and Lydia must have thought that he was old and confused, and she couldn't bear to let him know, so she deliberately concealed it.
However, after understanding what was going on, Lydia said with a serious expression.
"Grandpa, you want to forge the perfect scrap again, but have you ever thought that if this matter is known to Christy, your life will be in danger?"
"Hehe, it seems that you don't know much about grandpa's glorious deeds back then." Mosswood said disapprehantly.
"Of course I know, but this is not the same time as it used to be, and Chrysti knows that you framed his grandfather back then, and she will definitely be wary of you."
Lydia's claim was well-founded, and it was useless for Moswood to continue to be stubborn, so he had to admit it.
ββ¦β¦ Alas, maybe you're right, but the old man has no other choice. β
"In this way, it is possible that Chrysti may have been wary of the teacher." The Emir was thoughtful, then said, "In that case, we still have one more layer of insurance, and we must make sure that we defeat Kresty in one go." β
"yes, so we'll have to ask Lilith for help." Lydia proposed.
When Moswood heard this, he shook his head, and became even more sorrowful.
"Mr. Mosswood, what's wrong with you?" Sain asked with concern.
"Well, I'm afraid you can't do what you asked Lilith to help." Moswood sighed softly and told the truth.
"Huh? Why? β
When they heard this, all three of them were surprised.
"Because the contract signed by the old man and Lilith has been stipulated, that is, before the old man dies, she must assist in forging, but it is limited to this matter, if we do something other than the contract, we will all be struck by lightning."
"Huh? What kind of contract is this? Sain was furious.
ββ¦β¦ Can't Lilith help us if she wants? Emile asked again.
"No, it's called something outside of the contract." Moswood shook his head.
"Tsk, I'm really convinced, who made this contract system."
"I don't know, this is the system that the dragon clan has been following tens of thousands of years ago, at the beginning they all signed a contract with the king of the dragon clan to show their obedience, but Lilith is an exception, she was met by the old man when he was young, maybe too young, and did not sign a contract with the dragon king, when she was in danger, the old man reached out to her and took care of her, she was curious about many things in human beings, and when she saw the old man casting a sword, she also wanted to mix, and finally took the initiative to sign a contract."
"I see, what a coincidence." The emir couldn't help but sigh.
"But not long after signing the contract, the old man regretted it, not because Lilith liked to cause trouble, but because the old man felt that he had wronged her too much, although the life span of human beings was not long, but she had to endure the pain of losing her freedom during this time, and then she had to accompany a boring man to do tedious blacksmithing work."
ββ¦β¦ No, Mr. Moswood. Emile shook her head and comforted him, "When we went to the basement, Lilith was very docile and showed concern for you, but as you can imagine, she didn't resent you. β
Lydia disagreed, she knew that Lilith wanted to be free, even if she didn't say it on the surface, and cared for Moswood in a clumsy way, but no dragon in this world would be willing to succumb to a small basement because they had wings that belonged to the sky.
In fact, Moswood knew this very well, fortunately it would not take long for Lilith to regain his freedom, not because he had few years to live, but because their current predicament seemed to be able to get out of it without risk only by Lilith's strength.
At this moment, Moswood had already made a decision in his heart, and he looked at Emile and Sain and laughed silently.