Pastor's Tantra

Lily looked at Haina subconsciously and looked up and down.

...Not short, either?

Doesn't being a dwarf hybrid reduce your height?

Noticing the surprised looks of Aiwas and his group, Haina's father was immediately amused and laughed heartily.

The dwarf raised his hand and took a swig of wine to moisten his throat.

Without any tact or circumlocution, the dwarf uncle directly stated what Aiwass and the others were most concerned about: "Don't look at her like that - these two children are not my biological children. But I also grew up with them when they were young. The person who started taking care of him was considered half of their father.

"Their irresponsible bastard father ran away - he ran away from Eagle Point Village before Jack was born."

The dwarf uncle said unceremoniously: "I think that boy is probably possessed by some evil spirit, or he went out with his master to play wildly. This is why I don't want this girl to go to the Glass Island to study abroad. After all, she The idiot’s biological father is on the Glass Island.”

Hearing this, Aiwass looked at Sherlock silently.

Sherlock paused and understood what Aiwass wanted him to do.

——This obviously makes him childlike.

After all, he looks like a child now and is flexible enough in this regard. Even if he said something he shouldn't have said, or if he asked questions impolitely, it would be enough for Aiwass to say, "A child is asking questions casually because he is ignorant," and the atmosphere would not be too tense.

So Sherlock spoke in a childish voice: "That man is really bad...but what does he do? Why does the master take him out to play?"

"That boy's master is the original blacksmith of this village, but his level is much worse than mine."

The dwarf said with great disdain: "What else can the old boy say... He learned it in the royal capital before? He learned a hammer. The old blacksmiths in the royal capital are all those long-eared ones. If he really learns from them, How can I still be an ordinary person after studying?

"Then the old boy will also be able to brag - Haina liked to listen to him bragging when she was a child. Do you know now? I said at the time that you were still stubborn and didn't believe it! Believe it now!"

After the dwarf finished speaking, he laughed happily.

He had finished the wine in his hand, so he refilled it with a full glass.

"……really."

Haina nodded awkwardly: "I'll understand when I get to the Glass Island."

"Right, right! Hahahaha!"

The dwarf laughed heartily, and his voice was so loud that it could be heard directly from the inner room to outside the blacksmith shop.

And Sherlock asked: "How did uncle...Haina's mother and you know each other?"

"Ah this..."

Haina was suddenly embarrassed.

She subconsciously wanted to stop Sherlock, but she knew Sherlock's identity so she didn't dare. At the same time, she was actually curious in her heart -

"Don't call me uncle, call me Grandpa Maghammer!"

The dwarf magnetic hammer smiled happily: "We are not immortal species with long ears, we just don't look old - but I am actually almost sixty years old, hahaha!"

No, it's not so much that the dwarf doesn't look old, but that he looks too old. Aiwass thought.

After all, dwarves between the ages of twenty and fifty all look similar. As long as I age in advance, you can't tell whether I have aged or not.

"Actually, you want to know too, right?"

Magma took another sip of wine and looked at Haina.

"I want to know too, Dad."

Haina's brother Jack also asked from the side.

He is eight years younger than Haina, and the magnetic hammer has been taking care of him since he opened his eyes.

Unlike Haina, who regarded the magnetic hammer as his stepfather, to him, the magnetic hammer was his biological father - he was raised without birth. In a sense, he was closer than his biological father.

"I brought your dad back."

Haina's mother came over with tea and said: "Two days after that lunatic ran away, he appeared in a coma in the swamp. I picked him up..."

"Did Grandpa William also emerge from the swamp?"

Haina asked suddenly.

Aiwass's ears twitched slightly and he realized that this was the name of the old supervisor.

"Yes, these outsiders are not all from the swamp. That's why I asked you to pick them up... It's not easy for our village to enter through the main entrance."

She said helplessly: "By the way, won't you let the guests sit down and chat?"

"That's right, no matter how polite you are, we are all on our own and can sit with everyone!"

Maghammer said without hesitation, jumped down from the old sofa, found another oak wine glass, and poured another glass of wine.

He held two wine glasses and glanced around the crowd.

Well, Haina. Well, this girl... and the kid. And birds.

So he finally approached Aiwass naturally: "Young man, want to have a bite?"

"Alright."

Aiwass smiled and took the wine glass.

He glanced down and found that the wine glass contained some kind of black beer with a burnt smell and a malty aroma.

"beer?"

Aiwass was a little surprised: "I thought you would drink strong liquor."

"You just got up, let's drink some beer to rinse your mouth! Besides, spirits are too expensive, so beer is better! A bottle of good brandy will cost three or four white crowns, and a worse one will cost twelve red coins. But beer ——Haha, this wine only costs half a copper and you can get a full glass!”

Magnet smiled heartily: "This is a dwarf flavor. You will definitely not be able to drink it on the Glass Island. Would you like to try it?"

Haina looked a little uneasy: "Dad, if you want to drink, don't bring bad wine..."

This is the minister of Avalon——

But before she could say anything, Aiwass reached out and patted her arm, indicating that it was okay. He raised his head and took a big sip.

This taste is indeed something that Aiwass cannot drink on Glass Island.

It's a little stronger and punchier than regular beer. There are small turbid substances in it that I don’t know what they are, and they are a bit uneven. What impressed Aiwass the most was the strong charcoal bitter taste... just like the taste of charcoal milk tea.

"carbon?"

Aiwass asked blurtly.

——What the hell, beer can also be charcoal-burned?

The dwarf magnetic hammer widened his eyes slightly.

He was stunned for a moment, then patted Aiwass on the shoulder hard: "Okay, boy! You can taste it in one bite!"

"But actually you have to go to Yongshuang to drink more authentic beer. The serious dwarf beer we have there is brewed with roasted malt. But sometimes when you are away from home and can't drink the wine from your hometown... there is a kind of beer Simple method."

"Soak the beer with red-hot coals, right?"

Aiwass guessed it immediately.

What kind of evil recipe is this...

"It's not that simple, even if you know it, you can't do it."

Magnetic Hammer emphasized: "If you soak it too much, it will melt. If you soak it too little, it will just taste like paste. How to soak it and how long it should be soaked is a matter of knowledge. You can only understand it after you have done it a lot. Only old blacksmiths understand this."

The more he talked, the happier he became.

He directly pulled Aiwass to sit on the sofa, and then poured Aiwass another glass of wine.

At this time, Aiwass also knew what the turbid things in the wine were - they should be tiny charcoal particles.

Seeing this, Haina's mother shook her head helplessly.

She took Haina and Sherlock up to the second floor and into the bedroom.

The biggest advantage of this kind of village is probably that the cost of building houses is relatively cheap. Land is basically free. As long as you have reliable labor at home and can buy materials, you can build a large duplex building.

Sherlock also had a general understanding of Haina's family situation.

——She is a little richer than she looks.

After all, her father is the best blacksmith in the village...even though there is more than one blacksmith in the village, and he has only been here for more than ten years. But that is the craftsmanship of a transcendent after all, and it is the level that can create equipment.

However, he did not support Haina to study in a land full of elves, so he most likely did not give her much money.

And he is a gangster after all. Even if he has skills, he cannot sell at the normal price.

...However, if Haina's father's level is high enough...can I order some equipment from here?

Sherlock was a little moved.

Although he should not be able to build the equipment of the Law Master and the Mage.

But Sherlock also learned a skill of cudgel from Edward before——

Why don't you ask Uncle Magnetic Hammer to give you a cane?

You can also bring some gifts back to Edward...just as apology for stealing his equipment.

Chapter 2, updated!

I saw the sad news as soon as I woke up. Another respectable senior left us...

Everyone must have frequent physical examinations, exercise more, and have a good rest! Be sure to remember to have regular physical examinations!

I'm going to start working out when I get back... I haven't had a physical examination in two years. I'll go for a physical examination after a month of rehabilitation and my indicators have recovered!