Mag watched the caravan disappear into the distance. He was holding Amy's hand as he looked at the shabby blacksmith's shop on the corner of the street. It didn't even have a signboard. It didn't feel like the best workshop in the world at all. Instead, it looked more like a shabby blacksmith's shop on the street.
Then, his gaze fell on the long line of more than ten people at the door.
There was a small door in the blacksmith shop. It was ajar, and he could hear sporadic clanking sounds coming from the door. The line was right outside the door.
There were ferocious-looking demons, burly demons, human knights in armor, elves with cold expressions, and goblins with protruding mouths and monkey-like cheeks. They all stood in the line with some hostility, and all of them exuded the aura of powerhouses.
Meg glanced at them. Even the weakest elf had the strength of a 7th-tier powerhouse. The rest were mostly 8th-tier and 9th-tier powerhouses.
This scene made Meg feel a sense of familiarity.
"Father, are they waiting in line to eat?" Amy asked curiously as she looked at the line.
"No, they should be waiting to forge weapons. Let's join the line." Meg shook his head and held Amy's hand as they walked to the back of the line.
Meg joined the line, and immediately attracted the attention of all the customers in front of him. There was a hint of hostility in their scrutinizing gazes.
After seeing that Meg was just an ordinary person, there was a hint of mockery in their eyes.
"I say, what are you doing here? Are you bringing your child out to play? Do you know where this place is? " The demon in front of Meg turned around and looked at Meg with an unfriendly expression. His gaze lingered on Amy for a while, and he made a scary face at her.
"Hahaha, uncle, your expression is so funny." Amy was not frightened at all. Instead, she laughed happily.
"Funny?" Hadeng was stunned. His appearance was enough to make even demon children cry on the spot, let alone ordinary human children. This little brat actually said that he was funny? Wasn't this an insult to his looks?!
"This should be Master Rôme's workshop, right? I'm here to ask him to forge a kitchen knife for me," Meg said calmly as he shielded Amy behind him.
Even with his current strength, he could easily kill a seventh-grade demon.
In other words, he had the strength to fight any one of them.
He, who had broken through to the eighth level, had yet to fight with anyone.
"Kitchen … kitchen knife?" Hadeng was stunned. He looked at Meg in disbelief. "You mean the kitchen knife you humans use to cut ingredients?"
Everyone in the group also had a look of surprise on their faces. There was even a faint trace of anger.
They lined up here every day in the hopes that Master Rôme would one day be kind enough to forge a unique weapon for them so that they could become renowned powerhouses on the Norland Continent.
And this guy actually wanted Master Rôme to forge a kitchen knife for him?
Wasn't this an insult to the master?!
It was precisely because of these unruly fellows who came to the master every day to mess around that the master was getting more and more annoyed with innocent visitors like them.
"Mm-hmm," Meg replied calmly.
"My father's cooking is really delicious." Ai Mi didn't forget to add.
Everyone stared at them. This father and daughter pair really didn't know their place at all.
Hadeng was quite angry at first, but he couldn't flare up when he saw the cute little loli. He pointed to the front, and said, "I say, if you want to forge a kitchen knife, you can go to any blacksmith's shop. Why did you come to Master Rôme's shop to mess around? See, there's a shop that specializes in making kitchen knives and hoes in front. Hurry up and go. "
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have to find Master Rôme to forge my kitchen knife." Meg shook his head. He couldn't be bothered with Hadeng anymore. He took out a water bottle from his bag and poured a cup for Amy. Then, he tilted his head back and drank two mouthfuls.
"You …" Hadeng still wanted to say something.
At that moment, the half-closed wooden door suddenly opened, and a young man in his teens came out. He said with a sad face, "You guys should leave. Master Rôme said that he won't see anyone today. Even if you wait until nightfall, he won't see you."
Everyone in the line was instantly disheartened.
"Little master, is Master Rôme in a bad mood again today?" the orc at the front of the line whispered.
The young man looked back inside and whispered with a sad face, "Master has been in a bad mood for the past two years. You guys shouldn't come. Anyway, Master hasn't finished his work, so he definitely won't forge weapons for you guys."
Everyone looked disappointed and began to disperse. Although they had experienced the same thing many times, it seemed like their hopes were getting dimmer and dimmer.
"Sigh, looks like I can only come back tomorrow." Hadeng sighed. He was about to leave when he saw Mag putting away the kettle and walking to the front of the line. "Hey, why are you still walking to the front?" he asked in bewilderment. Master Rôme already said that he won't see any guests. "
"If you guys leave, maybe he'll see me." Meg smiled. He only had three days. Although it seemed that Master Rôme had a strange temper and wasn't easy to get along with, he still had to give it a try.
Hadeng sneered. "Heh, do you really think you're good-looking? Master Rom has rejected many 10th-tier powerhouses' requests. You're just a kitchen knife, and you still want to ask him to help you? Let's not talk about anything else. You should know Alex, right? He was the one who rode on a griffin and flew in the sky. He could even slash two giant dragons while he was at it. His sword was made by Master Rom. You want to use the same kitchen knife as Alex? "
The customers who hadn't walked far away also began to laugh as they looked at Mag with mockery. This fellow was really daydreaming. How could a chef ask Master Rom to forge a cleaver for him? What a joke.
"How long has it been since Master Rôme took a normal order?" Meg didn't care about Hadeng's mockery and the others' mockery.
Hadeng looked at Meg, who was calm and didn't seem angry at all. The mocking smile on his face disappeared. He thought for a while and said, "It's been more than a year. I heard that Master Rôme was very kind. Although he didn't take many orders, he was very kind to his apprentices and customers. But in the past two years, his temper has become worse and worse. I heard that he has changed three batches of apprentices, and he doesn't treat customers well at all. "
Hadeng seemed to feel that he was being too kind to Meg. He put on a stern face again, and sneered. "Anyway, you're dreaming if you want Master Rôme to forge a kitchen knife for you. You might even be beaten up by his apprentices and thrown to another street."
"I hope to see you again tomorrow." Hadeng turned and left. The other customers left soon after.
Meg tidied his clothes and walked forward with Amy. He looked at the waiter who was about to close the door, and said with a smile, "Young master, can you tell him that I'm a chef from Chaos City, and I want to ask Master Rôme to forge a kitchen knife for me?"
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