Chapter 279: Magnet Hammer's Dwarven Beer

Lily subconsciously looked at Haina and looked her up and down.

...Not short, huh?

Doesn't being a dwarf 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 big gulp of wine to moisten his throat.

Without any euphemisms or detours, 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. However, I have taken care of them since they were young, so I can be considered their half-father.

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

The dwarf uncle said bluntly, "I think that kid is probably possessed by some evil spirit, or he's gone wild after hanging out with his master. This is also why I don't want this girl to study abroad on Glass Island. After all, her idiot father is on Glass Island."

Hearing this, Aiwass looked at Sherlock silently.

Sherlock paused, then understood what Aiwass wanted him to do.

——This obviously allows him to speak without restraint.

After all, he was still a child in appearance, so he was flexible enough in that regard. Even if he said something he shouldn't have said, or asked an impolite question, Aiwass could just say, "It's just a child asking casually," and the atmosphere wouldn't become too awkward.

Then Sherlock spoke in a childish voice: "That guy is so mean... But what does he do? Why does the master take him out to play?"

"That kid's master is the original blacksmith of this village, but his skills are far inferior to mine."

The dwarf said with great disdain, "What did that old fellow say...did he learn in the capital before? He only learned how to make a hammer. The old-fashioned blacksmiths in the capital are all those weird, long-eared people. If he really learned from them, how could he still be an ordinary person?

"That old fellow is also a braggart—Hayana loved to listen to his bragging when she was little. Do you understand now? I told you then that you were stubborn and didn't believe me! Now you believe me, don't you?"

The dwarf laughed heartily after he had said this.

He had finished his drink, so he filled it up again.

"……really."

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

"Right, right! Hahahaha!"

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

Sherlock pressed on, "Then how did you, Uncle...Haina's mother, know each other?"

“Ah, this…”

Haina suddenly felt 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, just call me Grandpa Magnetic Hammer!"

The dwarf Magnet Hammer laughed cheerfully, "We're not immortal like those long-eared people. We just don't look old—but I'm actually almost sixty years old, hahaha!"

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

After all, dwarves between the ages of twenty and fifty all look pretty much the same. If I age prematurely, you won't be able to tell if I've actually aged.

"You want to know, too, right?"

Magnet took another sip of wine and looked at Haena.

"I want to know, too, Dad."

Haena's brother Jack also asked.

He is eight years younger than Haina, and it has been Magnet who has taken care of him since he opened his eyes.

Unlike Haina who regards Magnet as her stepfather, to him Magnet is his biological father - he raised him without giving birth to him, and in a sense, he is closer to him than his biological father.

"I picked up your father."

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

"Did Grandpa William also emerge from the swamp?"

Haena asked suddenly.

Aiwas's ears twitched slightly, realizing that this was the name of the old inspector.

"Yeah, don't all these outsiders come from the swamp? That's why I asked you to pick them up... It's not easy to enter our village through the main gate."

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

"That's right, why be so polite? We're all family, everyone should sit down!"

Magnet Hammer said this without giving any room for argument, jumped down from the old sofa, found an oak wine glass, and poured another glass of wine.

He held two wine glasses and glanced at the crowd.

Well, Haena. Well, the girl... and the child. And the bird.

So he finally approached Aiwass and said, "Young man, want a couple of bites?"

"That's fine."

Aiwass smiled and took the glass.

He glanced down and saw that the glass contained some kind of dark beer with a burnt and malty aroma.

"beer?"

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

"I just got up, so I might as well have some beer to rinse my mouth! Besides, liquor is too expensive, beer is better! A bottle of good brandy costs at least three or four white crowns, and the inferior ones are twelve red coins. But beer - haha, this beer is only half a copper for a full glass!"

Magnet Hammer laughed cheerfully, "This is dwarven flavor. You definitely won't be able to drink it on Glass Island. Would you like to try it?"

Haina looked on uneasy, "Dad, if you want to drink, don't drink cheap 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, and then raised his head and took a big sip.

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

Compared to regular beer, it was a bit stronger and punchier. There were tiny, unidentified, turbid particles in it, and it was a bit uneven. But what impressed Aiwas most was the intense, bitter charcoal flavor... like charcoal-roasted milk tea.

"carbon?"

Aiwass asked without hesitation.

——What the hell, beer can be charcoal-grilled?

The dwarf Magnet Hammer widened his eyes slightly.

He was stunned for a moment, then patted Aiwass's shoulder vigorously: "Sure, kid! You can taste it in one bite!

"But actually, you can get more authentic beer in Everfrost. Real dwarven beer here is brewed with roasted malt. But sometimes, when you're away from home and can't get the beer you love from home... there's a simple solution."

"Soaking beer in red-hot coals, huh?"

Aiwass guessed it immediately.

What kind of weird recipe is this...

"But it's not that simple. You know you can't do it."

"If you soak it too much, it will melt; if you soak it too little, it will just taste like a paste," Magnet Hammer emphasized. "How and how long to soak it is a science. You only understand it after doing it many times. Only experienced blacksmiths understand this."

The more he talked, the happier he became.

He pulled Aiwass to sit on the sofa and poured him a glass of wine.

By this time, Aiwas also knew what the turbid substance in the wine was - it should be tiny carbon particles.

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

She took Haina and her brother and Sherlock upstairs and into the bedroom.

The biggest advantage of this type of village is probably the relatively low cost of building a house. Land is basically free, and as long as you have a reliable laborer and can buy the materials, you can build a large duplex.

Sherlock also roughly understood Haina's family situation.

——She is a little richer than she looks.

After all, her father was the best blacksmith in the village…even though there was more than one blacksmith in the village, and he had only been there for a dozen years. But that was the skill of a transcendent, after all, capable of forging equipment.

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

But he is an illegal resident after all, so even if he has skills, it is impossible for him to sell them at a 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 probably can't forge the equipment for the lawyer and the mage.

But Sherlock had learned stick fighting from Edward before -

How about asking Uncle Magnetic Hammer to make a cane for you?

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

Chapter 2, updated!

I woke up to the sad news that another respected senior has left us...

Everyone should have regular physical examinations, exercise more, and get enough rest! Remember to have regular physical examinations!

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

(End of this chapter)