Chapter 308
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Following the shady path in the castle, they came to a tower. The girl opened the door and said: "Please, my artifact room is on the second floor."
Dean nodded.
Both of them entered the tower and went to the girl's room on the second floor. The size of the room was the same as Dean's room but the furnishings were different. There were metal materials, metal shelves and several small metal furnaces. There were also various metal container models. There was a bookcase near the window. There were all kinds of metal faction books. There were 'Metal Faction Encyclopedia', 'Basic Mystery of Metal Element', 'Metal Conflict' and so on.
Dean looked at the girl: "Do you have a carving knife? I'll carve the mold first."
The girl was surprised: "Aren't you going to make a new cage? The mold should be very big. I have a saw."
"A carving knife is enough." Dean said: "Your door is too small. I can only forge the steel columns and transport them back to my castle for the final welding."
The girl was startled: "That's true." There was a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He thought that he would be able to witness the process of Dean's new invention. He didn't expect that he would only be able to see half of it. However, everyone's invention was top secret. There was no way to defend it if it was plagiarized before it was registered in the Temple.
Dean noticed the disappointment on her face but didn't care. He didn't need to show her the Splitter's cage since they weren't related.
The girl found the carving knife and handed it to Dean. Dean took the wooden bar from the shelf, held the knife in his right hand, and quickly cut it. The blade was not too sharp, but with his great strength, he easily chiseled a straight circular mark on the wooden bar.
"Why didn't you draw the lines first …" The girl was surprised as she saw Dean start. She saw that Dean's carving knife was straight without the slightest crookedness. There was a trace of surprise in her eyes. She thought of Dean's identity as a wood architect. She couldn't help but sigh. There were rumors that the boy relied on luck but his proficiency in chiseling models was difficult to achieve without countless practice.
Dean chiseled out some models of different lengths. He had already conceived the shape of the Splitter's cage in his mind.
The girl quietly watched from the side. She observed the youth's fingers from the side. She saw his slender fingers chiseling through the model as if he was cutting tofu. There wasn't the slightest bit of strain on his fingers. He was calm and graceful as if he was painting. She looked at him for a moment and suddenly said, "Kedan had said that you are a hunter. Is that true? Are you also a civilian? "
Dean didn't raise his head: "Yes." His black hair proved his identity. Although there were nobles who had hair colors other than gold but there were very few of them.
The girl couldn't help but look up at his cheeks. There was a trace of fear in her eyes. She whispered: "Hunters often deal with monsters. They are very bad people. Moreover, they are grumpy and arrogant. You seem to be very different from other hunters."
Dudian indifferently said: "The hunters I have seen are very modest, wise and cautious."
The girl carefully asked: "Are you still a hunter?"
Dean's hand paused for a moment. He was silent for 0.2 seconds: "I haven't done it for a long time."
"Really?" The girl's eyes lit up, and she said in surprise, "That's great!"
Dean was silent as he quickly carved the model. While his left hand was practicing carving, his right hand's control had also increased a lot. Even if he was copying fine works of art, he could carve seventy percent, not to mention a rough model like the cage.
All the models were finished after a moment.
Dean looked for a chair to sit down and rest. He was thinking about other things as he waited for the materials to arrive.
"Knock!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
The girl who wanted to talk to Dean was surprised. She opened the door and indifferently said: "What are you doing here?"
"Elin, I came to see you." A young man's voice came from outside. "Can I come in to talk?"
"No." The girl flatly refused. Her attitude was not polite. It seemed that both of them had some unpleasant things.
The young man said: "Elin, I am also a guest. Why are you treating me like this?"
"You are not my guest." Elin indifferently said: "I know what you are going to do. Don't have any ideas about me."
The young man was angry as he saw her speak so bluntly: "I heard that you have brought back a man. Is it true?"
Elin coldly said: "What does it have to do with you?"
"You are one of my people. Of course it has something to do with me!" The youth's voice was filled with anger. He pushed open the door and saw Dean sitting next to the bookshelf in the room. Dean was sitting next to the bookshelf and casually taking out various books. His eyes turned red. He pushed away Elin's arm and stepped forward: "Hey, boy, who are you? Get out here!"
"Tungsten gold element …" Dean frowned as he heard the voice behind him. He turned around and looked at the person. It was a young man with light blonde hair. His appearance was above average. He was not handsome but not ugly. Judging from the material of his clothes and hair color, he should be a noble. But his hair color was diluted. He was either an aristocrat from the commercial district where the climate was relatively hot so the aristocrats generally had light blonde hair. Or he was a declining aristocrat. His father or ancestors had intermarried with civilians.
With just a glance, Dean was able to see through the identity of the other party. This was not eyesight, but experience.
"Although I don't know what your relationship is, but you better not yell at me." Dean indifferently said.
The anger on the young man's face didn't diminish as he saw Dean's appearance. Apparently he didn't recognize Dean's identity. He was so angry that he laughed. He determined that Dean was a civilian from his hair color. Although it was extremely rare to see a civilian with pure black hair but it was not much different from those brown hair pariahs. He coldly said: "I'll say it again. Get out of here!"
In addition to the hair color, he also noticed the architect medal on Dean's chest. Wood element? Intermediate? What the hell was that?
"Shut up!" Elin who was standing next to him hurriedly scolded him: "Apologize to Mr Dean! He is my guest! You, as a noble, if you continue to be so barbaric, I will go to the Shrine and report you for interfering with my research!"
"Research? I think it is a research between a man and a woman! "The young man's face turned red as he saw Elin defend Dean.
Elin's eyes widened as her face turned red. Her voice trembled as she said: "You, you say it again!"
The young man knew that he had said it when he saw her appearance. There was a trace of regret in his heart. But as he thought that there was an outsider sitting in front of him, the regret was replaced by anger. He shouted at Dean: "Brat, get out of here!"
Dean looked at him, slowly closed the book and put it on the table next to him.
Bang!
Just as she put the book down, her body flashed out like a phantom. In the next moment, a gray figure suddenly flew out from beside Yi Lin and collided with the door behind her with a bang. It was the young man from before.
Dean took the second step and appeared in front of the young man who had fallen to the ground. He slapped the young man's face. The young man who was about to get up fell to the ground. The force of the slap was heavy. A few drops of blood splashed out on the spot, and two teeth covered with yellow dirt fell to the ground.
"You shouldn't continue to be presumptuous when I warned you." Dean slowly said.
The young man was in pain. He turned to look at Dean. From this angle, he could see Elin who was behind Dean's shoulder. It made him realize how embarrassed he was at the moment. He roared and rushed towards Dean.
Dean stood up and kicked him in the chest. He didn't look at him again. He turned to Elin: "You deal with this matter yourself. I attacked him because he offended me. Deal with your matters by yourself. Don't disturb me." He turned back to the chair and picked up the book on the table to continue to read as if nothing had happened.
Elin was startled. She couldn't help but show a trace of horror on her face. All of this happened in the blink of an eye. She didn't expect that the young man who knew simple fighting and horsemanship would be defeated by Dean in an instant. Was this the power of a hunter? Was this the modesty of a hunter?
At this time, she heard moaning outside the door. She reacted and hurried out. After all, the young man was a noble. She couldn't afford to offend him.
The young man climbed up from the outside and saw Elin running out. He felt that his dignity was gone. He rushed to the door and roared: "I'm going to kill you!"
"Don't …" Elin hurriedly reached out to block the door.
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