Not to mention losing Oliharkon, there are still a lot of this kind of thing left in his workshop. Now I can't take Elsa back and hand it over to the King of White Dragon, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

But now Closed naturally cannot turn against Tenaya, nor can he turn against him. Moreover, after Galrods attacked the Kalsermon Empire, Goddess Ishtar obviously armed Kalsermon. In the end, the frequent demonstrations and cooperation of the Holy Holy Church towards Kalsermon illustrate some situations. To regain Aisha, you need to make a long-term plan. You can no longer look at the Kalsermon Empire with the mentality of facing the secular kingdom as you did in the beginning.

Although it may be significantly delayed to bring back Aisha, the White Dragon King Yalin must give him an explanation, at least use a letter or image to prove Aisha's own wishes, and also to prove that she has indeed tried her best.

After learning that Closed was willing to speak to her sister, Elsa nodded excitedly.

Turnya obviously had no intention of stopping the girl from doing this. Originally, Elsa was about to take out a pen and paper to write immediately, but Closed had asked Emma to take out a magic weapon for image recording and hand it over to Elsa. In front of everyone, Elsa was obviously a little introverted and couldn't speak. After being taken to a lounge by the royal servant, Elsa calmed down and told her sister who was far away.

In the banquet hall outside, the attendants quickly packed up the endgame, and sat next to an empty table next to each other.

Turnya played with Olihakan, who was able to get his hands on, even if he was reincarnated as an angel, the most rare metal, still has great appeal to him: "The quality is really good, and the refined and purity is the best I have ever seen. I don't know how good it is than the small piece given to me by the Kalsermon Empire."

"Wait, this is a cutting pattern here, is it just a little cut from a large piece of metal? I said, "My Excellency Closed, where did you find so many Olihakons?"

When he saw all the cutting traces on the metal, Turnera, who was originally a toolmaker, immediately realized that the original Oliharcon metal in his hand, which was only refined but not processed, was just a small piece of cut scrap. Of course, the scraps were also priceless scraps. However, from the cutting traces, it can be judged that the forge at that time should have used large equipment, that is, the whole piece of Oliharcon metal weighed at least about two to three kilograms. Such a small piece of Oliharcon metal weighing about fifty or sixty grams in front of him was already worth a lot of Oliharcon metal, and the value of about two to three kilograms of Oliharcon metal was unimaginable. I am afraid that the Carlsermon Empire has reserved so many Oliharcon metal over the years.

Where did Closide get so many Oliharkon Metal? If the mysterious customer he cooperated with, unless it was a merchant who pursued interests, the person in this world who truly understands the true value of Oliharkon Metal will never sell it, and will not sell it at all. Even gods will regard Oliharkon Metal as the most important strategic reserve material, because only Oliharkon Metal can not wear and tear after being blessed by divine power.

Seeing Closside remain silent, the only thing Turnya can do is to reason from limited clues. One of the results of the reasoning is that Closside must have more Oliharcon magic metals in his hands, and Closside is using these metals to create something, which is definitely not ordinary swords and armor, but some kind of larger thing.

Turnya could not speculate anymore. She played with the metal in her hand and pondered how to use this small piece of precious metal. The scraps and scraps could be made into extraordinary equipment as long as they were remelted and forged. If the goddess was willing to give divine power, it would make it a powerful holy object.

Twenty minutes later, Elsa walked out with a magic weapon under the leadership of the royal servant.

"It's too slow. Although Aisha understands your mood, she lets the master wait here for so long. After going back later, the punishment will not be less after the reward." Seeing Aisha come out, Turnera patted Aisha's little head and said.

"Sorry, Master!"

Elsa lowered her head and murmured, then walked to Closed with a look of fear and expectation and handed over the magic weapon in her hand to him: "Please, Mr. Closed, please hand it over to my sister."

"I get it." Looking at the little elf girl with longing eyes, Closed took the magic weapon: "If possible, I will bring your sister's reply next time, but it may take a long time, so don't look forward to it."

Strongly nodded Elsa pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, Mr. Closed, I will wait!"

With the end of the episode, there was no reason for Closside and Turnera to stay here. Turnera led Elsa on the road back to the mansion, and Closside also wanted to leave quickly, but after all, as an invitation and the banquet was held for the Black Stone Ring Chamber of Commerce and had to stay. Because of the previous display of Oliharkon metal, the guests who were originally attending the banquet were enthusiastic about Closside. At least in Emma's opinion, the ladies and ladies who had been glaring at the vice president before were like hungry wolves staring at the fresh meat, and they even felt their eyes glowing green.

As the biggest loser, Credill was watched by two royal servants and stayed in the lounge honestly until his father, the Grand Duke of Kerthran, arrived.

Bang!!

Seeing his son sitting on the sofa without saying a word, the first thing the eldest duke did after sending the servant was to give his son a loud slap as a lesson to cause trouble tonight. Credill tilted his head and a trace of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth and his extremely red and swollen cheeks. Obviously, the slap of the eldest duke was very strong. However, Credill didn't even say a word, but just turned his head calmly to stare at his father, with flames burning in his eyes.

Kerthran couldn't help but be surprised. If his son hadn't cried after being slapped, he would have lowered his head. He would have looked at him with a gaze that was still unyielding, but this gaze made him feel so dazzling. His son's entire temperament seemed to have been completely changed. A trace of arrogance brought by being a great nobleman and excellent grades was washed away, and only the purest obsession was left, turning this obsession into a huge motivation and not only whipping himself.

It seems like a gem covered with sludge is washed and emits the most dazzling luster!

"Are you still not convinced?" A trace of anger that aroused in Kerthran's heart because of his son's misconduct tonight had long dissipated, and he was asked about the identity of the life guide named "father".

"How could I be convinced!" Credill wiped the corners of his mouth and stared at his father without fear and replied: "I am not convinced that I am so weak, the son of the great duke, what kind of genius! Haha, in front of a truly powerful person, I realized that everything I originally had was so insignificant. Others can take everything from me anytime and anywhere, and even the person I love can't protect, how could I be convinced!"

"So what?" Kerthran asked, taking a deep breath as if he was a razor, as if he was looking at his son's eyes were sharp.

Credill clamped his hands tightly into fists: "From today on I will never allow myself to waste any time. I will take back everything I have lost with my own hands. I will never allow today's events to happen at once. Without strength, I will get nothing, and if I get it, I will take it away."

"So don't be a slandered robber, either, as a slandered robber?"

"The weak are not qualified to accuse the strong of doing anything. Today I finally fully understand the truth of this world."

"Hmph! This is still a bit like that. If you make up your mind, I will let the Grand Knight master come to train you personally from tomorrow. At the same time, if you are interested in magic, I don't mind spending money to hire a high-level mage from law school as a mentor for you. But you have to think clearly yourself. If you are willing to go this path, you must go to the end. Even if you regret it, I will make someone force you to continue with a whip."

Although he has excellent grades since childhood, Credill is still a minor child after all. Compared with boring learning, martial arts practice and happy play and games, Credill is still more inclined to the latter even if he follows his father's teachings. Humans are born with the habit of being lazy, and hard work is forced to make food and survive under the circumstances. If you are born to choose one, then everyone will choose leisurely fun instead of endless boring learning.

But this time, Credill nodded without hesitation, and did not care at all that the remaining years of youth were occupied by countless boring learning and martial arts practice. He abandoned the indulgence and joy of youth, and made himself walk like an ascetic on a path that was completely different from his peers, just to pursue the most essential things that shape the rules of this world.

strength!

The power of money, the power of power, and the initial and primitive and terrifying force, knocking down all violence!
Chapter completed!