Operate the reins and return to Qingyuan Town one by one.

Goodern did not return to the castle immediately, but went straight to the blacksmith's shop.

Judging from the performance of yesterday's furnace, the manganese ore brought back should have been fully refined.

In fact, in a specially vacated shady room, more than a dozen kilograms of manganese were refined and placed here.

"Buck, how much more iron do you have here?"

Buck, who was accompanying him, thought for a while, "In addition to daily consumption and factory construction orders, the iron that can be used is fifty or sixty pounds." ”

Goodern silently calculated in his heart, it was about twenty-five or six kilograms.

"Okay, all this iron."

"Okay." Buck nodded happily, it can be regarded as a big order in the past few days.

At this point, all the iron is sold, and with follow-up help, you can at least earn a gold coin.

"In addition, weigh the weight of this iron and forge it twice, according to ten pounds of iron, add about one and two pounds of refined metal, and I will see the finished product in the afternoon."

"No problem, this little thing can be done in the morning."

Buck patted his chest and assured himself confidently, and Goodern nodded without saying anything more, and returned to the castle.

As soon as he returned to the castle, Goodern had not yet entered the door, and Erin hurried to report.

"Young Master, when I was cleaning Mr. Morse's room just now, I found a letter and a box."

Goodern was stunned, "Letter? Box? What about faith? ”

"Here." Erin hurriedly presented the envelope.

Glancing at the surface, there were a few words written on it.

'Master Gooden, Enlightenment'

Is it written for yourself? When Gooden saw this, he immediately opened the envelope and looked at it.

'Master Goodern, there have been many disturbances in the castle in the past two days, and I didn't think of any good gifts before leaving. ’

After thinking about it, I prepared a mysterious gift, and I didn't hand it over to you to surprise you. ’

'The gift is in the box and you're sure to love it. ’

'Morse, present. ’

"Gifts?" Goodern was a little surprised, and Moss recommended a teacher to himself as the best gift.

Will this come back with a mysterious gift?

"Where's the box?" Goodern looked up and asked Erin.

"On the table in the room, no one touched it."

After hearing this, he went directly to the room where Morse lived without saying a word.

After Irene brought the young master and the old butler to the room, she silently left to do other work.

On the table in the room, a rectangular wooden box was lying quietly.

Just by looking at the appearance of this box, Goodern could feel a sense of preciousness.

Pulling open the top lid of the long box, a silver metal stick appeared in front of him.

At the same time, Goodern's eyes also popped up with its panel information.

Name: Mithril Staff

[Entry: Slowing down mana, mentally steady]

【Quality: Excellent】

[Introduction: Crafted from precious Mithril, the innate magic affinity allows the caster to better release spells]

"Hiss......"

Goodern gasped, this thing is too valuable, isn't it?

Joseph Sr., who was accompanying him, also saw the origin of this thing.

"Master, this thing is a bit valuable...... And you're not a mage sending you this, why? ”

"Ahem, old Joseph, I forgot to tell you, I studied with Morse yesterday, and I already know magic."

Goodern coughed dryly, then rubbed a fireball out.

Seeing the appearance of the fireball, the expression on Joseph's face gradually froze.

What was the bastard who said that the young master had no talent?

Something like magic can be learned in half a day?

"Young Master...... You...... This ......"

Joseph Sr. wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Speaking of which, Joseph Sr. should have guessed their identities a long time ago, right?"

Looking at Joseph with a surprised expression, Gooden continued to smile and say.

"Your respect for people is almost catching up with mine, no matter how stupid my brain is, I can guess it."

"Hey, if it weren't for the lack of ingredients in the castle, I would have cooked the raw rice and cooked it ......."

"Young Master, this can't be nonsense!" When Joseph heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand with a serious expression.

"What do you think? I'm talking about ingredients. ”

But looking at Old Joseph's somewhat disbelieving eyes, Goodern could only skip the topic.

"Ahem, let's get down to business, there's something you need to organize."

"The last time I encountered the orc scouts, there will be resistance to the soldiers going to the mine again, although there is no shortage of mines for the time being, but this matter cannot be delayed."

"We need to reorganize a group of people to go to the mine to collect minerals and transport them, and recruit some more from the town, preferably with a history of service, and it doesn't matter if the salary is higher."

"What if I meet ...... a second time" Joseph Sr. was a little worried, after all, this matter is really uncertain.

"It's okay, I'll personally lead the team the second time."

"No, young master,"

As soon as Gudern heard that he was going to lead the team out again, Joseph hurriedly waved his hand and refused.

"The first time I met Her Highness Anna was already blessed by the gods, this time I can't lead the team to such a dangerous place by myself."

"If your own territory is dangerous, I, the lord, simply don't go out." Goodern said lightly, then softened.

"Old Joseph, I know you're worried about me, haven't I also awakened and become a magician?"

"And I didn't prepare for the first time I went out, next time I will be ready to go again, even if I encounter the orc scout troops again, I am confident that I will annihilate them."

But looking at Joseph still with a look of disbelief, Gooden thought for a moment and continued.

"Remember what I mentioned about manganese steel? This thing makes a special weapon, and if it goes well, it will be done in two days. ”

"When the time comes, you look at its power, and if you think the orcs can resist it, then I won't go."

"Okay." This time Joseph Sr. nodded happily.

"After the arrangement, remember to call me to go to the brick factory site together, I have to go to guide it."

"Okay." Joseph Sr. immediately began to arrange today's work.

Goodern, on the other hand, went to the restaurant to solve the breakfast problem.

A bowl of hot soup and six steamed buns, this is his breakfast, but this breakfast did not go well.

"These are the people who communicated with Lord Gegil yesterday?"

Goodern took a bite of the bun and looked at the list handed in by the soldiers, there were six of them.

"Yes, young master, these people have been testified and examined by many people in the tavern, and they have all communicated with each other."

Goodern didn't expect the other party's hand to be so long, and to be able to bury so many spies in the town.

Although there may be a possibility of misjudgment among these six people, it can also show from the side that every move of his predecessor is in the attention of others.

"Okay, I know, I'll leave these people alone for the time being."

"Yes, young master." After the soldier came to report the salute on his chest, he withdrew from the dining room, leaving Goodern alone.

As he slowly ate his breakfast, Gooden began to think again about why the Charlisons had killed him.

Is it just for a 'barren' territory?