Chapter 1044: There Is Actually No Difference Between Mario and Ma Dao. It Is Better to Say that the Former Is More Remembered.

"So, Xiao Heitan, dad has found a job."

The next day, the three newly picked iron thorn flowers have been planted. This time, the soil was obtained directly from the top of Mount Aris. There will be no problem, as long as you don't use sulfuric acid to water it...

A trip to Mount Aris would only take half an hour for Jeluka and I if we show our true strength. It’s just that Xiao Heitan is watching from the side, so we have to act like ordinary people, and we are so dilly-dally. It was almost evening before I brought three iron thorn flowers and a handful of soil home.

Of course, we didn't do nothing during this period. We went to Uncle Madao's blacksmith shop to confirm whether he was serious about his work.

Looking at the results, he is worthy of being the head of the alliance, or should I say, the leading blacksmith master in the Demon Fortress. He is very efficient. When we went there, he even tidied up the blacksmith shop we found, and he was enjoying himself. He was tasting wine there with his legs crossed, waiting for the opening tomorrow to officially change his job from a master blacksmith to a third-rate blacksmith.

Because of this, Uncle Madao burst into tears while tasting the wine. His hot blood and tears fell into the cup. He didn't know whether he was tasting the wine or his own sad tears.

Then I went to the Mages Guild to see what those Alliance mages and Elf mages had done, but I was kicked out impatiently without saying a few words. Bastard, I am your elder. I am your Royal Highness the Prince! !

However, I still learned a piece of information from them: as long as they are given five days [without sleep], the plan to seal the magic will probably take shape. Just as Jeluka said at the time, the efficiency will be increased by five or six times.

Is it possible that this dirty maid... is the former Emperor of Mathematics who only appeared in legends?

Think of this, really! As the current emperor of mathematics, I was shocked.

By the way, I, an alliance elder who has just found a job and has transitioned from an incompetent father to a capable father, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the Elf Tribe, have just made an advance payment for this month's salary with Uncle Madao.

"..."

Holding the jingling hemp money bag in my hand, I lay down in front of Glio's blacksmith shop in an otz posture. Jeluka also sighed with regret on her face.

If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? You really shouldn't be angry with the dirty maid, saying that in order to get closer to Xiao Heitan's life, you ended up putting every gold coin in your body into the storage box.

Really, are we two still children? I actually started to compete in such a boring aspect, and now it’s hard to take the initiative to admit my mistake... No, it’s not me who’s wrong, it’s the dirty maid, she should bow her head and admit her mistake first! !

"..."

I'm sorry, but actually we are both the kind of bratty kids who want to save face and suffer because of big troubles...

Ahem, no matter what, today is a fulfilling day. I will take Xiao Heitan to see her father's working environment tomorrow so that she can feel at ease and be an ordinary child in a down-to-earth manner. She doesn't have to worry about not having enough money at home. You have to work. If you don’t work, you will be dragged out and sold by [Human-Faced Beast-Hearted] parents.

Early the next morning, the family of three followed the address given by Glio and started running around in the alleys of the Demon Fortress.

That guy Greo was quite attentive and found such a good place.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a narrow, dark and shabby alley that only civilians would walk. Doesn't this fit the setting of a third-rate blacksmith? That guy Glio has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

Jeluka and I made eye contact and did not hesitate to praise Uncle Madao. As long as the word [iron] was mentioned, that guy seemed to be particularly excited.

only……

Where on earth are you, bastard, you've been wandering around for half an hour, ah! Wasn't this alley mark just passed twenty minutes ago? ! !

Soon, we discovered that although we found the location very well, these narrow and dirty alleys were like the terrain of caves and prisons we walked during our training. We were not residents who had lived here for decades or even a lifetime. It is impossible to understand its entire structure.

The most sad and infuriating thing is that Uncle Madao only told an address verbally and did not leave a map, otherwise Jeluka, known as a humanoid navigator, would have come in handy.

Uncle Madao said that even a piece of paper is valuable to the poor, and in order to avoid making Xiao Heitan suspicious, he still told him orally that the position was good. Half of it was sincere, and the other half was definitely to fool us.

As a result, Uncle Madao, who was cute just a moment ago, was immediately portrayed as a devil from hell who rips out people's hearts and eats babies.

"dad……"

Little Heitan, who was still extremely timid, was held by Jeluka and I one by one. He suddenly stopped and uttered a low voice.

"Dad, are you looking for a nearby blacksmith shop?"

Lifting his chin at a very slight angle, Xiao Heitan looked at me carefully with his squinting eyes hidden behind his mercury bangs and asked.

"Well, that's right. I remember it should be nearby. Why can't I find it?" I touched Xiao Heitan's head and looked around with a frown.

"If...if it's nearby, I...I might know of one."

Xiao Heitan's voice was very clear and crisp, but it was very low. It was so low that people thought she was trembling her lips slightly and talking to herself. If it weren't for the pointed ears of an adventurer, I would guess that she was just talking to herself. It really doesn't sound right.

"Oh, great, where is my baby girl?" My eyes lit up.

"It's...not far away, but...but it's just an abandoned blacksmith shop."

As if he was ashamed to be praised, Xiao Heitan immediately lowered his head and said in a Nuonuo tone.

"Yes, that's right there. It's just because it's newly opened and they're looking for helpers, so it's so easy for dad to find this job."

Hearing what Xiao Heitan said, I was even more certain that it was the blacksmith shop chosen by Uncle Madao.

Although Xiao Heitan said it was nearby, when she was leading the way, we made eight detours before we arrived.

"Xiao Heitan, are you familiar with this place?"

Seeing that Xiao Heitan didn't hesitate at all when turning the corner, I couldn't help but be a little doubtful. This kind of complex and very similar alley has a very similar structure. It's not possible to figure it out clearly. Xiao Heitan is just a ** now. How come he looks so familiar?

"hey-hey……"

Xiao Heitan lowered his head in embarrassment, laughed, and responded in a low voice.

"When I have nothing to do, I wander around, so..."

It’s hard on you.

He said these words in his heart and gently stroked Xiao Heitan's head.

In that situation, he must be like a walking zombie, walking around the streets without purpose or even consciousness. Is it because he wants to find his parents in this way?

However, thanks to Xiao Heitan doing this, we had that first encounter.

A moment later, after turning a corner in the alley, the clear sound of metal collision could be heard. There was no doubt that we had found the blacksmith shop that Glio mentioned.

"grid……"

Entering the yard, I saw that guy Glio with two bare arms and only an undershirt on his upper body. He was swinging the hammer vigorously. He looked like there was no one around but the hammer in my heart. Naturally, he was now I also cast an illusion on his appearance in advance. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to remove it himself, there is probably no problem in maintaining it for three or two months.

Hey, they say he was asked to act like a third-rate blacksmith. Look at his eyes and posture. Does it look like what a third-rate blacksmith can do?

Looking away from Glio's extremely impressive muscles, I took a closer look at the environment. This was a standard residence for a family with a little bit of money. Inside was a room made of gray hard stone. From the outside, the earthy house looks about fifty or sixty square meters. If Greo lived alone, it would be enough for him to wallow in it.

Outside the house, there is a rare small yard, which is also Glio's workshop. A few bare iron tree poles should have been planted (if you don't spend money to get them, the only trees that can be planted in the Demon Fortress are this kind of tree) ), the small courtyard that housed the rich was now completely emptied by Greo and filled with charcoal and ore.

besides. It's just a small forging furnace, a pitiful little bellows that creaks and sounds like an old man being forced to work, being stepped on by Grio.

There is no other way. It is better not to be too arrogant in front of Xiao Heitan, and wait until Grio completes this work.

During the remaining time, I considered a question that I had not thought of at first.

That's how to call Glio. It doesn't seem right to call it that directly. I don't know how many people in Demon Fortress are named Glio, but I can guarantee that there aren't many people in Demon Fortress who don't recognize this name, so I'd better change it to someone else. Good.

So, which one is better to call Mario? Is it better to be Ma Daao?

These two names have been brewing in my mind for a long time. Although, in fact, Mario, who either smashes water pipes or bangs his head on the wall, is picky about food and only likes to eat mushrooms, is actually the same as Mario who does not do his job and only likes to play Pachinko. Da'ao, there is no difference, even the latter is harmless to humans and animals, and will not tear down walls, water pipes and damage public facilities.

In the end, I chose the name Ma Daao. I always felt that there had been too many infringements recently. If I was not honest, I might really be visited by the police late at night.

I've thought of a name, Glio... no, it's Ma Dao who also stopped working.

"Lord Madao, thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."

I quickly picked up the towel on the floor with a smile, pretending to be a handyman.

"Well, you're welcome. Just treat this place as your home."

Although there was a flash of confusion about the name Ma Da'ao, Greo reacted quickly. He said it was good, but he took the towel without any politeness and finished wiping it off. He also changed the towel that was full of sweat smell. Throw it back.

Summoning the elders of the alliance, such a good thing doesn't happen often. Even the honest Glio can't help but want to be cool for a while.

For the sake of Xiao Heitan, I will bear it. After this matter is over, I will immediately transfer you bastard to mine for three months.

Seeing Ma Daao's somewhat complacent expression, I secretly sighed.

"Xiao Heitan, come on, this Master Ma Daao is the owner of this blacksmith shop."

I waved to Xiao Heitan behind me, asked her to come over, and introduced her.

"Oh, is this your daughter?"

Greo narrowed his eyes and took a closer look at the thin little girl in front of him. She had very rare long mercury hair and a skinny body with very prominent bones. She narrowed her eyes tightly and her bangs were long enough to cover half of her face.

From her body, she exuded a timid, inaccessible aura that was closed and resistant to the world, just like a baby bird with most of its body still soaked in eggshells.

Is this the little girl who can make a dignified elder of the Alliance save hundreds of thousands of lives on his shoulders?

Greo's curious gaze made Xiao Heitan timid. He quietly stepped back a few steps and hid behind his father. He tightly grasped the hem of his father's clothes with both hands, as if the Greo opposite him was a man-eating beast.

"Ahem, Master Mario, should you get to work?"

I coughed a few times and glared at Mario, looking blindly at something. You see, it scared my baby girl.

Thus, the "happy" handyman career began from this day.

Xiao Heitan’s Observation Diary Part 2.

Today is the first day of work. I let Xiao Heitan stay in the yard to play. The purpose is to let her see her father's hard work and completely dispel her previous notions.

Although the whole yard was filled with deafening clanging noises, it was extremely noisy, but Xiao Heitan did not show the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.

Think about it, even outside, she is either doing heavy work, or she is like a dirty doll without a soul, walking ghostly in the alley. Maybe this kind of [just watching the back of her father working] has already brought about An extremely fulfilling feeling.

It's really heartbreaking and sad to imagine it like this. If possible, I really want to let Xiao Heitan live a good life immediately, live the life of a princess like Xixi Lusi Ecolu, and wear a princess dress every day to the training camp study.

As long as the missing nutrients are replenished, the replenishment is smooth, and the wounds accumulated on the thin body are healed with healing techniques, and then put on a beautiful princess costume, Xiao Heitan will definitely be no less than a A cute little girl with too many twin girls.

Uh, by the way, it's better to keep those eyes open. If they can be fully opened, they will definitely have big, beautiful eyes like cartoons. Maybe they can catch up with Princess Sanwu's pair.

Speaking of Princess Sanwu, what is she doing recently? As before, a very pornographic and violent book would be sent to me almost every week, most of which were based on the Beast Duke series.

I think if I stay a few more months, I might be able to collect a complete set of limited edition collector's editions of the Duke of Beast series books.

Ahem, the topic has been changed. This is Xiao Heitan’s observation diary. In short, the first day was also very fulfilling. The only unpleasant thing was being called around by that guy Ma Daao, even if he wanted to have a drink The water will keep muttering "Ah, I wish I had a glass of icy cold water at this time".

Under the gaze of Xiao Heitan, I had to endure the humiliation, but I didn't let Ma Daao relax. In the ice water, I added a little [Delayed Psychedelic Powder] developed by Princess Sanwu, which I just mixed two days ago. It was sent to me in a letter, but I didn't expect it to come in handy immediately.

Little Jasmine, I love you so much, except for the fact that you like to send pornographic books.

By the way, this stuff is said to have been developed in Kurast, the first world, using Fini as a test subject (do you remember the psychedelic mushroom powder that Princess Sanwu smeared on the crocodile kebabs at that time... …).

I wish you a good dream. When I left the blacksmith shop in the evening, Ma Dao watched our family of three leave, and I stepped out of the door, with a satisfied smile overflowing from the corner of my mouth.

After returning home, Xiao Heitan immediately squatted next to the three iron thorn flowers, taking care of them with astonishing determination to find and get rid of even a tenth of an insect. She did exactly what I told her the day before yesterday. The words are regarded as imperial edicts.

Jeluka was preparing it on the side. Of course, it was still the same Morgan cake, and the taste was also the same and extremely unpleasant.

Now that I have a formal job, it’s time to improve the food at home, I thought to myself as I looked at the thin back of Xiao Heitan squatting on the ground.

Today is the sixth day since the plan to save Little Heitan started. Everything is going well and no one will be allowed to take away Little Heitan's young life.

Gently closing the small yellow book full of crooked handwriting (snatched from Jeluka), I breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back, I saw that the little black charcoal on the bed was breathing evenly and was sleeping soundly. It was fragrant. Jeluka, who was sleeping next to her, was breathing softly, but you could easily tell that she was pretending to be asleep. She was really an idiot maid with no social experience, and she couldn't even pretend well.

He sorted out the ink-covered quills, small yellow notebooks, and yesterday's letters from Willas and the others one by one, neatly stacked them together, and carefully placed them in the corner of the inventory.

Here, there is something more precious than any top-quality equipment - precious memories.