Unable to seek Lilith's help for the time being, the Emir decided to forge Chrysti's weapon first, and then Moswood would engrave the family crest and manipulate the sword.

He had planned to forge a sword according to the morning's plan, that is, to spend half a day forging a sword, but because of Lydia's obstruction at that time, their forging was interrupted, and there was only half a day left, so he had to settle for the next half day and use this half day to forge two swords.

In this way, soon in the evening, they had successfully forged two good quality swords, and the rest of the process was much simpler, and Moswood began to engrave Kresti's family crest on the body of the sword.

It wasn't until late at night that they called it a day, and Moswood put the two swords in the box he had prepared, and then waited for the next day to hand over to Chrysti.

This is the end of the task for the Emir and Sain, and from tomorrow onwards, they will be like the soldiers outside, and it will be enough to make those ten weapons every day.

But can they really be at ease at this special moment?

The Emir didn't think so, and if Kresty found out about it, he would ask them directly, and there was always a time when the "scrap" they forged would be revealed, and if Kresty didn't die in the ensuing battle, then they would have died.

In short, the current situation is still very serious, and it is impossible for them to be the shopkeepers.

"Well, it would be nice if Lilith helped." Sain couldn't help but sigh.

They have now left the Weapons Workshop and are sitting in the carriage on their way to the Manor, and tonight is their last day back at the Manor.

Lydia didn't go with them, because Moswood suddenly stopped her, saying that there was something important, and they had to go first.

Although they feared that the servants would deliberately make things difficult, this was not the time for them to worry about such trivial matters.

"Yes, it's a pity that the contract ......," Emir was about to continue, but suddenly understood something, "You said that there is a possibility that Lilith can help us." ”

"No, Mr. Moswood has already said that if he really could, he wouldn't be so sad."

"No," the emile shook his head, "didn't you notice? Mr. Mosswood's final expression did not look like sorrow at all, but a look of relief. ”

"Really? I didn't see it clearly. ”

"Do you remember what Mr. Moswood said that the contract was that Lilith had to help him forge before his old man died, so what if the teacher died now?" The emir did not shy away from saying.

Sain didn't blame him for being abrupt, but instantly understood what he meant.

"Oh, you're saying that Mr. Mosswood might kill himself, right?"

"Well, most likely," Emile nodded, and continued, "if the teacher dies, Lilith will be free, and at that point, one of us will be able to renew the contract with her, and let her deal with Chrysti." ”

"If that's the case, shouldn't we go back and dissuade it? Don't let the teacher do stupid things. Sain suggested, but he looked hesitant.

The Emile understood his feelings, on the one hand, if Moswood did commit suicide, then they would be more secure against Chrysti, otherwise, if they failed, the whole town would die, and on the other hand, it was a moral test for them.

Should Moswood be sacrificed to save thousands of people in the town? Whether they go back or not, this is a question worth pondering.

However, after some deliberation, the emir chose to go back.

In fact, he did not come up with the answer to this question, but no matter what, he was obliged to be by Moswood's side, which was the most basic etiquette to the master as an apprentice.

He didn't know how he should choose, and he didn't know what such a decision would achieve, he only knew that he should stick to his heart until the last moment.

When he told him what he thought, he looked at him with a strange look.

The emir couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his reaction, but then he smiled wryly, it turned out that Sain couldn't understand his decision at all.

He wasn't disappointed, rather, he had expected it to be like this.

However, just as he was engaged in a complex mental activity, Sain patted him on the shoulder with a serious face.

"Well done, worthy of my brother."

"Huh?" Emir's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What, I'm sorry to hear me compliment you?" Sain smirked and said that he didn't see the emir's surprise.

"No, it's nothing, so without further ado, let's go back quickly." The emir looked flustered, but he was overjoyed in his heart, and it seemed that he had misunderstood.

……

At the same time, a room deep in the weapons workshop.

Moswood sat in his chair with a relaxed look, and Lydia was a little impatient when she saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Grandpa, what the hell are you looking for me?"

"Hehe, don't worry, wait until your brother comes." Moswood motioned for her to be at ease.

"What did you call him for? Don't you know that I quarrel with him as soon as we meet? ”

Lydia grumbled, then sat down in another chair.

"Of course Grandpa knows, but this important thing must be told to the two of you."

“…… Alas, you know that it is a sell-off. Lydia sighed, but waited patiently.

However, she did not wait long for Daniel to push the door in, and seeing his eagerness, it seemed that he had rushed to the news as soon as he heard the news.

"Yo, Lydia, how are you doing?" Daniel greeted his sister as soon as he entered.

"Not good," Lydia said without paying attention to him, "since my brother ...... Daniel is here, grandpa, you can talk about it this time. ”

"Hmm."

Moswood nodded, got up from his chair, and took out two letters from his pocket and handed them to the siblings.

They didn't understand what was going on for a moment, and they all looked at each other.

"It's ......"

"Hehe, if the old man says it, don't be excited."

"How could I be excited? Okay, you can say it. Lydia nodded, unimpressed.

"It's ...... The old man's will, the two copies in your hands are exactly the same, of course, if you don't believe it, you can exchange them with each other, in short, when the old man dies, you can inherit the manor and the blacksmith shop according to the will. ”

“…… No, grandpa, what do you mean by that? ”

Lydia was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked, in her opinion, grandpa's age is not too old, and there are many old people older than him in this town, why did he suddenly give them the will?

However, Daniel didn't have any doubts, he knew very well what Moswood meant, that is, his old man could have an accident at any time, and the brother and sister should be mentally prepared.

"Lydia, you've always been a smart kid, you should be able to figure it out." Mosswood smiled.

Lydia bit her lip and looked at him with a resentful expression.

"No, you don't say how I can understand, and I can't read minds."

Although she said this, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lydia was very sad, and she could probably guess that her grandfather would die soon.

But she wasn't ready, for so many years, she had become accustomed to hearing her grandfather's sound of striking iron, and every time she did, she felt extremely relieved.

"Don't worry, aren't we all planned? Kresti wouldn't be so easy to spot, and even if she did, wouldn't there be us, we'd do everything we could to protect you. Lydia persuaded, thinking her grandfather was worried about it.

"Alas," said Moswood, with a sigh, "the old man is old, so to speak, half a foot in the coffin, do you think the old man would want his children to protect him desperately?" Silly boy, it's time for you to grow up, don't be so rash and do things? ”

"Yes, Lydia, grandpa is already like this, you can do what his old man wishes." Daniel also persuaded her.

In fact, Daniel saw it very openly, he had known about Christie's betrayal for a long time, and he didn't want her to get involved in the quarrel with his sister at that time, but unfortunately Moswood also knew about it later, and volunteered to repeat what he did twenty years ago, he was worried about his grandfather's safety, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Now that Moswood himself had the idea of sacrifice, he thought that he would finally be able to concentrate on dealing with Chrysti without burden.

"You shut up for me, don't fake it here, I know you've been looking forward to grandpa's death." Lydia said viciously, at this point, she no longer cared about the love of brother and sister.

"Don't do that, Lydia," Moswood continued to persuade patiently, "after the old man dies, Daniel is your only relative, and you can't ...... it"

"No, you're my only relative." Lydia interrupted him.

"Alas, silly girl, the old man has to die, think about it, the weapons we forged, even if they do tricks and feet, Chrysti is likely to find out, she will definitely be annoyed and angry at that time, plus with the help of the demons, no one can deal with her, the only way is to use Lilith's power, otherwise, the people of the entire town will be slaughtered by the demons, as a knight, are you willing to see such a result?"

Moswood's words can be described as moving and reasonable, even Lydia has to admit it.

But is that reasonable? Is it something that a knight can tolerate in exchanging the life of one for the life of the many?

Anyway, Lydia couldn't bear it, she hadn't made any effort for this matter, how could she choose such a way that would not have been thought of until she had to.

"Alas!"

Moswood sighed heavily when he saw Lydia's stubborn look, and he couldn't help but think of himself when he was younger, when he was so upright, and his heart was full of a sense of justice, and he always felt that the victory obtained by sacrifice was not a real victory at all.

But this happened a lot, and he gradually got used to it, and when he looked back, he found that he was no longer the ambitious young man he was at the beginning, and had become a drifter and content with the status quo.

Therefore, he couldn't blame Lydia, just as he still missed the original self, but because of this, he didn't want to retreat at this time.

Now, since he can't convince Lydia, he has only one way.

At this point, Lydia was relieved to see Moswood fall silent, thinking that he had finally figured it out.

But just as she was about to say something more comforting, Moswood strode to the corner of the room, where there was a blazing fire, and for some reason the old man was so agile that even Lydia could not react.

Lydia was even more shocked by the next scene, as Moswood plunged headlong into the flames, the dragon's breath that could burn a piece of iron in a short period of time, engulfing his body in an instant.

"No!"

Lydia roared and rushed over, trying to reach into the flames and pull her grandfather back, but at this time, Daniel finally made a move, directly in front of her.

In the end, Lydia watched her grandfather turn to ashes, and she reluctantly sat on her knees and burst into tears, the most desperate time of her life.

However, Daniel had no mood swings throughout, standing still with a cold expression and no intention of comforting Lydia.

Daniel is not an apathetic person, he just doesn't want people to see his emotional breakdown, even when his grandfather is dead.

Because he had already decided that he would only live for one person in this life, and that was Lydia.

After a long time, the flames in the furnace were still burning, and Lydia finally regained her emotions, wiped her tears, and stood up from the ground.

As a knight, she was strong enough now that she had to pull herself together when she realized that her grandfather would never come back.

She glanced at Daniel and found that he didn't shed a single tear, and couldn't help but feel angry, but she didn't attack him either, she just saw through this inhuman guy.

At this moment, another person pushed the door in, and it was Emile and Sain, who looked like they were in a hurry.

When Emir saw the scene in the room and Lydia's expression, he immediately understood what had just happened, and could not help but be saddened, although he had expected such an outcome, but he had not had time to say goodbye to his master, nor did he thank him for his care, which was a real regret.

Lydia was relieved to see them coming, but at the same time, in front of Daniel, she tore the envelope from her hand and said to him.

"If you want to inherit, inherit it, I'm not rare, from now on, we don't have any relationship, you take your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge!"

With that, she motioned for Emile and Sain to leave with her.

The two saw that the atmosphere was not right, so they had to do it.

On the way back to the manor, the three of them did not say a word, and Lydia no longer showed a sad expression, but closed her eyes, not knowing whether she was napping or not wanting to talk to the emir, so she pretended to be like this.

Emile and Sain were tempted to comfort her, but neither could find a suitable way, and it was a good thing that Moswood had died, although it was.

It was late at night, and the moon outside was as cold as ever, and the cold wind was blowing, as if to indicate that winter was coming, just like Lydia's heart.