“Are you joking with me, Brother Mag? Did Master Rom really agree to forge a cleaver for you?” Godala stared at Mag, still not able to convince himself.

  Smiling, Mag nodded. “Yes. If Brother doesn’t believe it, why don’t you come with us to the workshop to get the cleaver? I could also treat Brother to dinner tonight to thank you properly for taking care of us for the past two days.”


  “Hey, this is nothing, and of course I trust you.” Godala quickly waved his hands. Then, he said, “Since it’s almost time, let’s get over there quickly. We shouldn’t make Master Rom wait for us.”


  “Alright.” Mag nodded, and the three of them walked to a horse-drawn carriage……

  The door of Master Rom’s workshop remained closed for the entire day. The customers lining up were anxious and resigned. Although they were used to hearing bad news, the total silence made them feel even more anxious.

  “Did that chef make his appearance?” Many people had joined and then left the curious crowd throughout the day, waiting for a good show. However, the chef who asked Master Rom to custom-make a cleaver had not appeared, and Master Rom didn’t open his door, either.

  “It’s time for dinner again, and the workshop’s door is still closed. Looks like today is a wasted trip again.” Hadeng, who was the last in the line, sighed. Even though he was used to it, he was still disappointed.

  Furthermore, that chef didn’t appear today, so he had missed out on some fun too.

  After all, he was the weakest here, so it was rare to have someone standing behind him.

  He even began to regret saying the harsh words yesterday.

  Just as the crowd was about to disperse, the tightly shut door opened suddenly, and Joey walked out. His gaze was sweeping across the crowd as if he was looking for someone.

  Everyone halted.

  “Little Master, how is Master Rom’s mood today? Will he be accepting new orders?” the orc who was the first in line asked nervously.

  Joey couldn’t find the human who brought along that adorable little girl yesterday. It seemed like he hadn’t come yet. He retrieved his gaze and shook his head at the orc. “Master said he is not taking new orders today, either. However, he has made a new blade today.”


  “Master Rom forged a new blade!”


  “If I remember correctly, Master Rom has not released a new weapon in two years, right?”


  “This blade took him two years. Could it be another amazing item that could conquer a territory?!”


  A commotion broke out among the crowd instantly. Master Rom had been dormant for the past two years, and then he suddenly made a new blade. This was big news. They were wondering who was the big shot that ordered it.

  Joey’s expression was rather weird. He wondered what kind of facial expressions they would have if they knew that blade was a cleaver.

  “You all may go now if you have nothing on. I still have to wait for that customer to come collect his blade,” Joey said. It would be the best if fewer people knew about it. Moreover, the master didn’t like crowds.

  “The customer is collecting it today?”


  “Then, can we see that blade with our own eyes?”


  “I may be able to boast about this moment for the rest of my life. I got to stay and witness it.”


  The crowd was ecstatic the moment Joey said that. Those who were about to leave initially faltered in their steps too. They were all curious who the person collecting the blade was, and what kind of astonishing blade that was.

  “When will I be able to have a weapon crafted by Master Rom personally like that extraordinary person?” Hadeng said enviously. That person was already collecting his blade, and yet Hadeng was still at the very end of the line.

  The crowd was waiting excitedly. They even lowered their voices so they wouldn’t annoy the big shot who was coming to collect his blade.

  Right at this moment, a horse-drawn carriage came over from afar.

  “Is that big shot sitting in that carriage?” Everyone’s eyes lit up. Although this carriage looked very ordinary, and was driven by an ordinary human, that big shot could be a low-profile person.

  The horse-drawn carriage stopped gradually in front of the workshop. The crowd was staring at the driver. They made him so nervous that he grasped the reins tightly, not even daring to make a move.

  Under the intense attention of the crowd in front of the workshop, the carriage’s drapes were lifted, and a young man with a thin moustache came out of it. A four, five years old half-elf lolita followed right behind him.

  An expert was indeed an expert. He looked so young and traveled with an adorable lolita, which made him the center of attention everywhere he went.

  The surrounding crowd was secretly admiring the man’s handsome looks and grace and the lolita’s cuteness.

  “I-isn’t this the chef from yesterday?” Hadeng said as he glared at Mag and Amy who alighted from the carriage.

  The customers in the line also recognized Mag, and they all rolled their eyes. This fellow was the one who asked Master Rom to forge a cleaver. There was no way he could be the big shot who was coming here to collect the blade.

  “This is the chef that asked Master Rom to forge a cleaver?” The surrounding crowd was taken aback. The mysterious chef they were waiting for the whole day had finally appeared by evening. They almost mistook him for the big shot who would come here to collect the blade.

  “Is this fellow without any sense of shame? How dares he come to the workshop again? Is he coming to ask Master Rom to forge a cleaver for him again?”


  “That’s right. How dares a mere chef make such a request? Master Rom is the number one weaponsmith in Issen Castle!”


  “I have waited here for the whole day so I can teach this shameless fellow a lesson. Then, he will know the price he has to pay for disrespecting Master Rom.”


  The dwarves in the crowd were getting angry, and many of them were gearing up to teach Mag a lesson.

  “Haha. I didn’t expect you would dare to come again today. Are you still going to ask Master Rom to forge a cleaver for you? However, it looks like you won’t even be able to reach the door today?” Hadeng sneered as he watched Mag walk over while holding Amy’s hand.

  Mag looked at the agitated crowd, and then looked at Hadeng who was gloating. With a calm smile, he said, “Really? I came to get my cleaver today.”


  “Huh?” Hadeng was stunned.

  The dwarves who were about to swarm him halted in their steps too. They looked at Mag with confusion.

  “Getting your cleaver? You said Master Rom had already agreed to make a cleaver for you?” Hadeng regained his wits and smirked. “Ha. If Master Rom will forge a cleaver for you, I will kneel down here and call you daddy today!”


  “You came, Mr. Mag!” Joey quickly approached Mag, and smilingly said, “The cleaver that you ordered is already complete. The master is waiting for you inside right now.”