Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Chelsea took a step forward.

"Since the lord has such an idea, of course I will not refuse it."

After that, Chelsea asked someone to add a few chairs to the dining table. Sig and the others strictly abided by the rule that servants never eat with their masters, so Ron ordered them to come to the table and eat together.

After a while, Hadey was brought by Wharton, and a small banquet began.

"Lord, this is a wine unique to the Star Brigade. The materials used to make it are specialties from different kingdoms. If you like it, I would like to give them all to you." Chelsea poured Ron a glass with a glimmer of light. of wine.

Ron took a look. He wasn't good at wine, and he didn't know how to taste wine, but just from the appearance of the wine, it could be regarded as a work of art.

"Oh? What's the name of this wine? It makes people feel like they're seeing stars at night." Ron looked interested.

"The Lord is indeed knowledgeable, and he recognized the name of Xingye Wine at a glance."

Everyone could tell that Chelsea was flattering him, but they couldn't tell from the look on his face. Instead, they felt that this was how it should be.

Sig frowned. The leader of this Star Brigade was more powerful than Captain Abel.

"Good name."

Ron raised the glass, put it under his nose, sniffed it, then took a sip and said, "It's also a good wine."

Chelsea smiled modestly, "Since the lord likes it, I will have all the Starry Night Wine delivered to you at the mansion."

Ron didn't say anything more about wine, "Don't worry about me, just be casual."

As he said that, he glanced at Irene without leaving any trace. At this time, she needed to take action. He hoped that Irene would understand what he meant.

Ron was disappointed this time. Erin's attention was attracted by the various dishes on the table, and she didn't notice his eyes at all.

Joyce noticed it, but she didn't understand the meaning of Ron's eyes. After thinking about it, she said to Eileen: "Irene, don't you want to try cooking delicacies from various countries? Mr. Wharton is an expert in this field. Such a good opportunity, why don’t you ask for advice?”

Erin was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

"Yes, sister Joyce, thank you."

Wharton was feeling uncomfortable. When he heard this, he said, "Miss Irene is also interested in cooking?"

Erin straightened her posture and humbly asked for advice: "Yes, this is the illustrated ingredient list and recipes from various countries that I just bought. Please ask Mr. Wharton to explain it, and I will pay you."

"There is no need for remuneration. We are all people who love cooking. Let's do it this way. If Miss Eileen finds good recipes and ingredients in the future, just show them to me." Wharton said generously.

Ron gave Eileen a thumbs up in his heart, and the two discussed their interests, which broke the formal atmosphere at the dinner table and also created a relatively balanced conversation condition for both parties.

Sometimes it is not beneficial to talk to superiors and subordinates. Only in a balanced environment can the other party tell you something you don't know.

And the one who can do this, among the people present, only Irene has this ability. Being able to talk to anyone is not something everyone can do.

"Where is Mr. Chelsea from? What magical scenery have you seen during your journey, and what wonderful experiences have you had? Can you tell me about it?" Ron said in a relaxed tone.

"Of course, the lord wants to hear it, and I'm very happy to do so."

"You don't need to call me lord. Let's change your title. Relax, just think of it as chatting and eating boringly. Even eating delicious food is boring, isn't it?"

Chelsea paused and said: "What you said is that I will call you Mr. Arnold."

Seeing Ron nod, he smiled and said, "I come from the Kazlant Empire. It was my master who rescued me from the slave traders. My master also founded the Star Brigade."

After eating this meal for a long time, Ron saw the beauty and danger outside the territory from Chelsea's simple description.

Ron: "What about Hadyi? He said he was a blacksmith, so why did he join the Star Brigade?"

Hearing that the topic came to him, Hadyi stopped drinking.

He said: "I wanted to improve my forging skills and travel to various countries to gain experience, but travel will inevitably be dangerous. Once I was in danger, but fortunately Captain Chels helped me and I didn't die."

Chelsea took over and said, "I saw that Hadey's forging skills were superb, so I invited him to join us and forge some tools for the regiment on a daily basis. He can also safely travel with us and exchange technology with us in various countries."

"I see, I understand. But I have a question. Can Mr. Hadey answer it for me?"

Hadyi looked confused and said openly: "Ask."

"Captain Chelsea said that you have superb forging skills, so what level does your level belong to in the Olivia Empire?"

Ron and Hadyi had a brief contact before, and naturally saw Hadyi's character card. Unexpectedly, this person had a blue entry!

This is the first time Ron has seen someone with a blue quality entry. The attributes of Hadey's entry are related to his blacksmithing profession, named [Little Blacksmith], which improves the quality of the forger and is useful for ores. Innate sensitivity.

So Ron suddenly came up with the idea of ​​trying to recruit his subordinates to work. These are talented people.

Speaking of his professional field, Hadyi said proudly: "I am still somewhat famous in the empire. After a few more years of training, I, Hadyi, will definitely be among the top."

Chelsea smiled and said: "What Hadyi said is true. I can testify that all the famous adventurers want to ask Hadyi to forge their own weapons, but they have no way."

"It turns out that Mr. Hadey is such a famous figure, can you let me see your masterpiece?" Ron thought that since Hadey has a blue quality entry, the forged items should at least be as good as It's green quality, maybe even blue.

The green item has two entry slots. He has never seen the blue one, so he speculates that it should have three entry slots.

If he really accepts Hadyi as his subordinate, then he can have as many green and blue items as he wants. He no longer has to look for high-quality items. If he wants them, he can just ask Hadyi to make them. Wouldn't it be much more convenient?

"You want to see my masterpiece? Really?" Hadyi's beard stood up.

"That's natural, wouldn't Mr. Hadey be willing?" Ron said with a smile, knowing in his heart that the other party would definitely give it.

"Then wait a minute, I'll show it to you." Hadey said, quickly walking out of the tent on his short legs.

Soon, Hadey appeared in front of Ron holding a round shield. Sig next to him saw it with eyes wide open. He was a knight and his vision was certainly better than Ron's. He could tell at a glance that this shield was of excellent quality.

"Is this Mr. Hadey's favorite work?" To be honest, Ron was a little surprised. He originally thought it was an offensive weapon like a sword.

Chelsea explained: "In addition to being a blacksmith, Hadyi is also a first-order shield warrior."

The character cards of ordinary people and first-order extraordinary people both show [Silver One Star], which makes Ron unable to tell the difference.

In terms of levels, ordinary people are between levels 1-9, and first-order extraordinary beings are between levels 10-19, both within the silver one-star range.

This round shield is exquisitely made, with a small surface area and a diameter of only 50 centimeters. It is indeed small compared to an adult, but it is just right for Hadyi.

Ron naturally stretched out his hand and put it on the buckler, and a flash of blue light first appeared.

【shield】

【(picture)】

[Entry 1: Tenacity (white)]

[Entry 2: Block (green)]

[Entry 3: Conduction (green)]

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As expected, it is of blue quality and has three entry attributes, but two are green entries and one is white, which seems a bit unworthy of this shield.

Ron didn't take a closer look at the entry attributes below. It didn't matter. As long as Hadey could forge blue-quality items, it was enough. He could brush the entry attributes himself.

"It is indeed a good shield! As expected of Mr. Hadey, I have a proposal here. I wonder if Mr. Hadey would like to hear it?" Ron returned the shield to him and said.

"No! You are too good at bargaining." Hadyi shook his head without thinking.

Ron almost lost his temper and continued: "On behalf of the Baron Mansion, I hire Mr. Hadey as the chief blacksmith. There will be 50,000 kilograms of good ore for you to use every month. Ten experienced blacksmiths will be at your disposal. This lord will also provide you with You build your own blacksmith workshop, and you have all the rights to exercise it."

The first person to react was Sig. He looked at Ron in surprise. The lord was thinking about their group of guardian knights. He must tell his colleagues after returning.

Hadyi was stunned for a moment, not expecting that this was what Ron had in mind. He shook his head vigorously and said: "No, no, go find someone else."

Hadey's reaction was as expected by Ron. He was not in a hurry and said, "Don't refuse in a hurry. Mr. Hadey can think about it for a few days. I heard that the Star Brigade will stay here for a while?"

Chelsea: "Yes, according to the scheduled plan, we will not go to the next place until four days later."

"That'll be four days. It won't be too late for Mr. Hadey to tell me your answer then. Even if it doesn't work out in the end, we can still cooperate. Don't worry, the reward won't be any less than yours."

Ron made a joke at the end, and Hadey was no longer so excited. Seeing this, Ron talked about other topics, so that Hadey would not keep thinking about how to refuse his invitation.

"Hey, where is Eileen? Mr. Wharton is not here either." Only then did Ron notice that the two of them were not in the tent.

Joyce: "Back to the lord, Mr. Wharton is taking Irene to see the various ingredients he has collected."

"Haha, it seems that the two of them get along very well."

Ron stood up, and everyone present stopped sitting. He looked at Chelsea and said, "I'm very satisfied with Mr. Chelsea's hospitality. It's getting late, so I won't delay your business anymore."

Chelsea was very shrewd and immediately said: "Lord, you are a distinguished guest, and nothing is more important than your business."

"Well, see you next time, Mr. Chelsea, Mr. Hadey." Ron smiled and walked out.

"Please stay, Lord."

Ron turned around and saw Chelsea handing over an indigo five-pointed star. He didn't ask and waited for Chelsea's next words.

"This is the symbol of the Star Travel Group. It is only given to the most distinguished guests of the Star Travel Group. You can use it to contact us and I will teach you how to use it." Chelsea said while telling Ron about this pentagon. How to use stars.

Sig looked over in surprise and said in an uncertain tone: "Is this a magic tool?"

"Knight Sig has good eyesight, that's true."

Chelsea explained enthusiastically, "Magic tools are things that only magicians can make. This magic tool is called 'Star Language'. It only has the function of transmitting messages. It is not a valuable magic tool. But symbolizing our Star Brigade is its meaning.”

Something that only a magician can make?

Ron's curiosity immediately emerged, and he opened Star Language's item card, and a flash of green light suddenly appeared.

Green quality!

【Star Language】

【picture】

[Entry 1: Delivery (white)]

[Entry 2: Engraved words (green)]

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To be honest, Ron was a little disappointed when he saw this quality. The tall image of the magician was lowered to a lower level in his mind.

On the other hand, Hadyi is indeed very powerful.

"Mr. Chelsea thinks I am the most distinguished guest of the Star Brigade?" Ron asked.

"Of course, yes." Chelsea's face was serious.

Ron smiled and took Star Language from his hand, "Okay, I'll take it."

Then he stretched out his hand to Chelsea and said: "Introduce yourself again, the current lord of Arnold Territory of Carlo Kingdom, Ron Arnold."

Chelsea also stretched out his hand and shook it with Ron, "The current leader of the Star Brigade, Chelsea."

In an instant, Ron's pupils shrank and he withdrew his hand.

"Sig, Joyce. Let's go find Eileen. It's time to go back to the mansion."

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Ron said something to the two of them, looked at Chelsea again, and said, "This was a very pleasant meal. I'll see you again in the future."

After saying goodbye, Ron led the two of them to find Eileen.

Only Chels and Hadey were left in the tent.

"Inviting me, it sounds nice, but he just wants to squeeze me into giving him a job. Captain Chelsea, how can you give him Star Language? It's really not worth it. Huh? Why are you looking at your hands?"

Hadey was puzzled. After Chelsea and Ron shook hands, he frowned and stared at his palm.

"It's nothing. Giving star language to the most distinguished guests has always been the principle of the Star Brigade, and it has been this way since my master. Although the gifts are not many, they are all crucial. I believe in my own vision."

A confident smile appeared on Chelsea's face. He looked at Hadey and said, "Speaking of which, how long has it been since your forging skills improved?"

Hadyi's expression froze and hesitantly said: "It's just that I've hit a bottleneck. It won't be long before I can take a step further and become a top blacksmith!"

"Haha, it's good to have confidence. However, sometimes if you calm down and settle down, you may be able to see a different scenery."

Hadyi frowned, "Do you think I should agree to that lord?"

"It's up to you to decide. Go ahead, you still have work to do today." Chelsea drove Hadey away, stood at the door of the tent, stretched out his palm to look at it, and murmured: "It shouldn't be possible. "

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the other side.

"Mr. Wharton, what is the name of this thing? It looks so strange, it looks like dirt and rocks." Eileen was like a curious baby, always asking questions.

"This is called Tibetan beans. It was dug in the Ula country some time ago. It doesn't taste very good, but it can fill the stomach and is regarded as a staple food by the locals."

"Buried in the soil?"

"Yes."

The two asked and answered questions, but did not notice the arrival of Ron and others.

"Mr. Wharton, how many of these Tibetan beans are there? I bought them all."

Ron was overjoyed. These are not Tibetan beans, they are clearly potatoes!