When Old Bob answered this, Luther was slightly stunned.

Because he guessed that given Old Bob's personality, teaching an apprentice would not be a big deal. But he didn't expect that Old Bob would agree so readily.

Things were going well, and Luther was of course very happy. He nodded and said, "Uncle Bob, just tell me if you have anything to say."

"One is that being a blacksmith is very hard work, and it is very strict with apprentices. For example, I, Old Bob, would scold my sons when they were learning. Don't mind this. Another is that Old Bob plans to cultivate the land next year and become a great farmer. I'm afraid he won't have time to teach apprentices. But Master Luther, don't worry, Old Bob has passed on his skills to his sons, so they are qualified to take apprentices."

Old Bob said.

In fact, old Bob must have been hiding something. When he was teaching his son, he didn't just scold him, sometimes he would even spank him a few times.

Although Luther just said that those apprentices were serf boys.

But Old Bob still thought it would be better to explain the situation first. Blacksmithing is very hard work, and learning blacksmithing is even harder.

Luther was relieved after hearing this and said with a smile: "It's no big deal. If those teenagers don't listen, you can beat and scold them at will. Just be careful. Flesh injuries are fine, but don't cause internal injuries or something. As for Uncle Bob, you want to be a farmer, and I won't stop you."

Old Bob felt relieved and patted his chest.

"Okay then, Master Luther, don't worry, I will tell my sons when we get back."

"Okay. Uncle Bob, you continue to look at the forest and think about reclaiming the land. I'll go back first." Luther nodded and got on his horse.

"Okay." Uncle Bob nodded.

Then, Luther rode his horse back to the castle with his entourage and guards.

Very happy.

Because in recent times, the development of Pompeii has been more or less like this.

Recruit Guard Knights.

Recruit population.

Abolish serfdom and train some young serfs to become carpenters, blacksmiths and other professionals.

A part of the field was enclosed as the city center of Pompeii, which was a small city. Of course, there was still some finishing work to be done, but the big things were almost done.

Next, the people waiting to be recruited arrived one after another.

Thinking of this, Luther was naturally very happy.

Although the developed city will not be too big, at most it will be a small town with a small territory of about 12,000 people.

But you have to eat your meal bite by bite, just take your time.

When Luther came back, it was already past lunch time. But it didn't matter, as the heir of a knight lord family, he certainly couldn't go hungry.

Luther asked old Ferran to instruct the kitchen to prepare a large steak, some bread, and vegetables, and start a small stove, and the meal would be ready after that.

After finishing his meal, Luther planned to go down for knight training. Before that, Luther had to change into training clothes. It was simple. He just needed to call his personal maid, Maya, to come over.

"What color training clothes do you want?" Little Maya came quickly in round-toed leather shoes, tapping away, and asked.

Luther said, “Black.”

Actually, it doesn’t matter. Once you sweat a lot, you can take off your training clothes and practice with your bare chest.

"Okay." Little Maya nodded seriously and turned away. Soon, another round of footsteps sounded.

Luther showed helplessness on his face. Relying on his knight-level hearing, two troubles came. Soon, two little girls appeared in front of Luther.

The two lolis looked to be about six or seven years old, and both had blonde hair. Their looks were slightly different, but both were equally delicate and had a pair of big watery eyes.

Even the style of the clothes they were wearing were the same, white dresses, as if they were two princesses walking out of a castle.

These two lolis are sisters, but their blood relationship is quite distant.

Slightly taller is Luther's sister, Mary Pompey.

Slightly shorter is Stone, Pompey's daughter, Lily, Pompey.

But don't tell it, Lily, Pompey is a little loli who holds grudges and is very concerned about her height.

Because they are of the same race and are about the same age, the two little girls played together. Mrs. Sophie liked Lily very much, so she specially prepared exactly the same clothes for the two little girls.

By the way, since Knight Stone was out on business, Lily was temporarily handed over to Madam Sophie’s care, and she is currently living in the castle.

"Hi, Luther."

Lily greeted Luther first, then blinked her big, twinkling eyes and looked him up and down.

This made Luther a little nervous. This little guy was not easy to mess with.

Loves playing pranks.

"Luther." Mary wanted to be more direct and called out.

Actually, this younger sister is not cute either. She chatters all day long and treats her older brother like a friend on an equal footing, without any respect at all.

On the contrary, Luther liked William very much among the three siblings. He was a quiet, honest and reliable younger brother.

"Hi Lily and Mary, what are you two doing here?" Luther greeted them with a forced smile and then asked.

"I'm fine. It's Lily. She wants to train as a knight, but Uncle Stone refused. So I want to ask you if you can teach her how to train as a knight?"

Mary came to Luther's bed and sat down familiarly, took off her little leather shoes, and rolled on the bed.

"Luther, can you teach me?" Lily asked cutely, blinking her big eyes, but there was a dangerous light flashing in her eyes, as if to say, you refuse to try.

Luther's forehead was full of lines. This little guy was vindictive and stingy. He was not an easy person to deal with. If he didn't agree today, he might play a prank on him tomorrow.

It made him in a state of panic.

Luther smiled, like a fox. Then he nodded and said, "Okay."

"Really?" Lily showed a look of surprise.

"But you have to wait until you are eight years old, because it is not good to start knight training at a young age, and your future achievements will be limited. After countless generations of research, it is most perfect to start knight training at the age of eight."

Luther quickly changed the subject and said.

Luther had not lied to Lily, it made sense to start knight training at the age of eight. Luther did not agree with Lily's desire to become a knight, but he did not object either.

There are female knights in this world, and many of them are very powerful.

But Knight Stone had no intention of teaching Lily, so he must have his reasons. And Luther didn't have time to spare for this little Loli, so forget it.

Lily is six and a half years old this year, and it will take another year and a half for her to turn eight.

Who still remembers the promise made today?

Children are easy to deceive.

"Okay, then Luther, you must teach me when I'm eight years old." When Lily heard that she had to wait until she was eight years old, she felt disappointed at first, but then she became excited and said seriously.

"Of course." Luther promised solemnly.

(End of this chapter)