Raymond, who devoted himself to the refining of the potion, finally gave up helplessly after spending a month of this life, after the materials ran out.

But even at the rate of one percent, the finished potions provided to Grand Lord Frances still made Frances full of praise for his potion refining ability.

In addition to the repeated attempts to make a large number of materials, the production of potions is also a test of mental microcontrol ability for potion dispensers.

Because almost all potions require the refiner to keep the materials mixed during the production process, the improvement of mental power becomes understandable.

After finishing the potion preparation, Raymond appeared in Frances's library on time every day, lying in a chair with his cigarette in his mouth, enjoying his reading time.

But today's leisurely reading time was quickly interrupted by Hobson. "Lord Raymond, the gray dwarves Iron Head and Iron Bead ask to see you. ”

Looking away from the book in his hand, Raymond looked up after a moment before he remembered that the convoy of gray dwarves who had sent him here had been at Ram Castle for a long time.

Nodding, Raymond motioned for Hobson to let them in.

With the sound of "knock knock" footsteps, the gray dwarf Iron Head who soon appeared at the door looked a little restrained, and the Iron Bead who followed him was even more timid.

"Oh, my friends," said Raymond, who had already stood up, laughing at the sight of the iron head. "I'm so sorry I ignored you guys because I was immersed in some experiments!"

Wearing a human knight's uniform, the gray dwarf Iron Head looked energetic, and he breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Raymond's words, and he hurriedly walked in front of Raymond and bowed.

And the gray dwarf Iron Bead with a very restrained expression when he entered the door. Finally smiling, Raymond took a closer look and realized that she was wearing the long twill dress that the girls of Ram Castle liked.

The original estrangement faded in Raymond's apology, and the iron head who returned to his activity excitedly told Raymond about their experience at Ram Castle.

Because of Raymond, the gray dwarves who came to Ram Castle this time received extra care.

Except for the spirits made by the Grey Dwarves, all the original specialties were received, and only half of the other specialties were offered.

Therefore, after selling these special errands, the gray dwarves got a lot of money and enjoyed shopping in Ram Castle.

"Lord Raymond. Do you think this outfit can reflect the majesty?" said the gray dwarf Iron Head, who was showing off his knight's uniform in front of Raymond, looked very excited. "Everything here is much more prosperous than we are, and I really want to live in such a big city......

There was temptation in his eyes, and he only retained the gray dwarf iron head with a beard and short hair, but he looked very capable and strong. But the greenness on his face undoubtedly revealed his intentions.

Looking up and down at his costume. For the longing in his eyes, Raymond saw it very clearly.

But Raymond, who smiled, did not respond to the temptation. Instead, he asked at Tiezhu. "Does wearing this long skirt make you look much more beautiful now?"

Tiezhu, whose cheeks immediately turned red, became cowardly, and she stood there a little nervously with the corners of her skirt in her hands, and her speech stumbled. "Ray, Lord Raymond, you ...... Don't make fun of me......"

It's like a miniature version of a beauty. The shy demeanor of the gray dwarf Tiezhu made everyone in the room laugh.

Pressing the cigarette butt in his hand to the ashtray on the coffee table, Raymond, who was standing in the center of the library, groaned.

The room suddenly became silent because of this, causing some uneasiness to the two gray dwarves. But after a moment, Raymond raised his head and said to the iron head. "I understand what you mean, but if you want the Grey Dwarf tribe to relocate, you still need to get permission from High Lord Francis. ”

With that, Raymond confessed to Hobson. "Go find Frances's butler, and if Frances isn't busy right now, say I want to visit. ”

Hobson, who nodded in agreement, immediately walked out of the city, and Raymond put the issue on hold for the time being, only to let the Iron Head tell him about Ram Castle and their views of the big city.

Moved by Raymond's help, the room erupted in laughter from time to time as the restraint of the two gray dwarves disappeared.

Ram Castle, a city ruled by Lord Frances, was not exclusive to the Grey Dwarf race, and although they had not been able to touch anything more in such a short period of time, they were envious of the peaceful and laid-back atmosphere in the city.

The strong city defense, the orderly management of the market, and the friendly city dwellers have made the gray dwarves who have been living in the wilderness feel the prosperity of the city, and through the understanding of the iron head, if the gray dwarf tribe can relocate here, their living conditions will also be completely improved.

"Lord Raymond, you don't know what to do, the drinks here are rubbish!" The gray dwarf iron head standing in front of Raymond couldn't hide the smugness in his eyes when he talked about the excitement. "And those blacksmiths in Ram Castle don't even have the qualifications to be apprentices if they are placed in the tribe!"

Smiling and listening to Iron Head's narration, Raymond could understand his eagerness.

The gray dwarf tribe of only a few hundred people, who have spent so many years in exile, their yearning for city life is understandable, but Raymond is very puzzled by the few shackles on their race.

The number of people and the time constraints of settlements, these two things are easier to understand.

But as for not allowing gray dwarves to intermarry with the local natives, this makes Raymond feel inexplicable when he thinks about it.

Ignoring the doubts in his heart, Raymond listened to the iron head and chatted with them casually, and soon after Hobson appeared at the door of the library.

"Lord Raymond, one of his friends is currently accompanying High Lord Francis," Hobson hesitated for a moment before continuing. "But Frances's butler has also been instructed to invite you to his study after an hourglass. ”

"His friends?" Frances had been hanging out with his bedmates every day, and Raymond didn't know that Frances had someone to call a "friend" within the confines of Ram Castle.

So Raymond, who stood up immediately, made a decision. "I'll go over now. (To be continued.) )