Zongman: Danmachi, Three Skills At The Beginning

Lyu straightened up and exchanged glances with the other shop assistant girls. This time it was their turn to be curious about what happened.

However, the companions of the family did not mention a word, just laughed and said nothing.

This is all the idea of ​​​​Rocky and the Big Three. I hope that when Flon has not grown up, he will pay as little attention as possible and not put too much pressure on him.

Everyone revealed this matter with a haha, and then each talked about their own——

At this time, the protagonist, who has just finished reading the book at home, is completely unaware of what happened in the tavern. He certainly didn't expect that he would become a topical figure, and the only black spot was exposed.

I'm afraid this matter will become quite dark history.

Putting the precious book aside, he went down to the ground for a while.

Perhaps it was because of the increase in ability value, he recovered much faster than Riveria judged.

Apart from the aching ribs, there is nothing serious about his body, at least there is no problem with free movement, as long as he does not engage in high-intensity combat.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the night view of Orario, Flon murmured:

"Go to the [He Faith Toss] family tomorrow, it's time to put the development of ability on the agenda."

After moving his body a little, he put on a set of black underwear kindly sponsored by Raul, carried the portable magic stone lamp and got into the library again, and began to struggle.

He completely forgot about the sequelae of physical and mental disharmony caused by the substantial increase in ability value. When he thinks about it, he will definitely want to cry without tears.

The moment when the morning light begins to come from the huge walls of the city.

In the courtyard of the "Twilight Pavilion", there is already a figure exercising.

The figure holding the wooden sword kept waving in the air, the golden hair was scattered behind him, and the clear golden pupils were shining brightly.

[Sword Princess] Esther Wallenstein, wielding the wooden hilt with the strength that fully fits her title, the sound of breaking wind played a wonderful symphony this morning.

It is said that he has persisted in this kind of hard training for 7 or 8 years, regardless of the weather.

From this point of view, the scenery of the strong standing on the stage is indispensable to the silent sweat behind it.

"Crunch—"

The gate of the mansion was gently pushed open on one side, with gauze wrapped around his head and dark circles under his eyes, he stood on the stairs and stretched fiercely, breathing in the morning air greedily.

"Hey?"

Aisi noticed the movement, stopped the movements in her hands, and tilted her head slightly while maintaining the posture of holding the sword, with confusion on her delicate and pretty face like a doll.

"?"

Flon also noticed her.

The two stared at each other in silence for a moment, and the blond young man with a bit of machismo in his heart opened up the topic.

"What a coincidence, Ace. Do you get up early every day for morning exercises?"

The girl who put down the wooden knife turned around, pursed her lips and nodded, and made a cute "hmm" sound in her nasal voice, and then she asked a rare rhetorical question:

"Flon, are you staying up late at the library again?"

"..."

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment, grinning wryly:

"Uh, why does everyone know?"

The girl walked over slowly, and pointed at his sunken eye sockets and dark circles, as well as his pale complexion, with her slender fingers.

"Obviously...obviously, even if it is, I can..."

A bit stuttering and cute, obviously trying to organize his words. It's a bit out of line for a puppet princess who doesn't talk often.

"Well, everyone is very strong, how can it be possible if you don't work hard to catch up. If you don't do anything, what right do you have to have illusions?"

"—Flon is amazing."

He was praised by the heart-beating girl again.

He touched his neck with reddish cheeks, and then changed the topic.

"Ace shouldn't have finished exercising, right? Then I'll leave first."

"Is there something wrong with going out so early?"

"Ah, I'm going to [He Faith Toss] family to find a blacksmith."

The girl nodded, knowing what he meant.

Find a blacksmith to help make weapons, probably——

"Ah, I'm going to learn forging and make weapons for myself, don't you think it's very romantic?"

"?"

Click——

Ais vaguely seemed to be able to hear her ruthless mask being shattered again——

"Hey??"

The girl tilted her head with a puzzled expression, and she decided to ask Grace. They must understand this kind of romance, right?

"Hey—Ace! Come and eat!"

At this moment, in the open-air corridor upstairs, Tiona kept waving and shouting at her.

"coming."

"Speaking of which, that's Flon, right? Running outside so early—the rookie is trying too hard. It makes my body start to move around."

Tiona blinked and muttered to herself.

[He Faith Toss] The family is not only the super forging faction of Olali, but also the leading forging faction in the whole world.

In the labyrinth city of Orari, the magic stone industrial area is located on the Northeast Avenue, or this area is all magic stone industry.

Including workers hired from the union, and blacksmiths who forged factions.

As the head of the forging faction, the residence of the He Faith family is also located here.

Walking through the industrial area, after a casual inquiry, Flon stood in front of their headquarters.

"Hello, this is the headquarters of [He Faith Familiars], what can I do?"

The guard approached Flon politely.

As a prestigious super forging faction, countless people visit the door every day, including family members, chambers of commerce, and even outside nobles.

It was still early, and Flon just happened to miss that spectacle.

"Ah, there is a man I want to ask of you, Welf Crozo. Can you call him out for me?"

"--It's him?"

The guard looked surprised, this one is a freak, he obviously has that kind of craftsmanship but doesn't make magic swords or anything.

"Ah, please help spread the word, saying that I didn't ask him to forge the magic sword, I just wanted to meet him."

"Sure, so what's your name?"

"Flon Algon, Loki Familia."

"The Loki family???"

The guard's eyes changed slightly, Flon always felt that the name of the family was more useful than expected?

"Okay, I'll get in touch with you right now. Please wait a moment."

In the blacksmithing workshop where the sound of hammering iron can be heard endlessly, the red-haired young man kept swinging the hammer at the red-hot metal.

The burning fire is heated to an awe-inspiring temperature by the precious ore "flame stone" from the deep.

Sweat dripped from his cheeks like a flowing stream, and then fell to the ground with a "chi chi" sound.

"Welf, someone is looking for you."

"Didn't you say don't bother me, I will never-"

"Ah, you kid is so stubborn, listen to me, he didn't come to ask you to fight the magic sword. There should be something else."

"?"

The red-haired young man frowned, looked at the messy metal surface knocked by him again, and cut.

When Flon met the heir of the Crozzo family for the first time, he seemed to be thinking about some difficult problem, with an awkward expression on his face.

"Although the time is not right, go for a drink?"

"Row."

Communication between men and men is so simple.

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