Outside the small castle in Chishan Town, Feng Si was waiting anxiously.

He was not from Chishan Town, but because of his good craftsmanship and the high quality of the weapons and armor he made, he got to know many lords and knights and cooperated with them.

Knight Hahn is one of them.

Over the years, the two have collaborated hundreds of times, if not thousands.

Fons made a lot of gold coins from Hahn.

This time he came to Chishan Town to deliver a batch of goods to Hahn, and at the same time visit other knights to see if there is any business that can be expanded.

Feng Si originally thought that this trip would be a pleasant one like many times before, but he never expected that the Polante Bandits Group would actually attack Chishan Town.

Not only was Knight Hahn killed, but all the merchants, travelers, and others who were wandering around Chishan Town were captured by the bandit gang.

Fortunately for him, thanks to his status as a master blacksmith, the people from the Polante Thieves' Gang did not do anything to him. They just asked him to forge weapons day and night.

But his son who went out for a walk was unfortunately dragged to the mine and worked as a miner.

By the time he found his son, Paul was already covered in wounds and was dying.

During these days, they hid in the small blacksmith shop and finally survived until the noble coalition of Wushan Castle drove away the robbers. However, Paul's injuries not only did not heal, but continued to worsen, and he was about to die.

In desperation, as a father, Fengs could only try his best to ask Viscount Wubei to live in the castle.

"Don't worry, Master Feng Si. The Viscount has always valued capable people like you. He will definitely meet you."

Tom has followed Ronin for a long time and has learned a lot about the lord's personality and preferences. He is well aware of Ronin's love for various craftsmen.

Apart from anything else, her mother Leah was valued by the lord because of her excellent tailoring skills.

The Fengs in front of him is a master craftsman like Dan, the carpenter in Wubei, and he will definitely be well received.

Soon, David returned, "Master Feng Si, you are really lucky. The Viscount happens to have time. Come with me to meet him."

"Seven Gods bless you, this is wonderful!"

In the castle hall, Roning met this middle-aged man with short red hair and dark skin.

After some inquiries, he understood the other party's intention.

"So, you want me to save your son?"

Feng Si nodded immediately, bowed and said, "My Lord Viscount, I have only one son in my old age, and I don't want to watch him die!"

He raised his head and spoke sincerely.

"Sir, if you can save him, I am willing to give away all my wealth!"

If common people want nobles to help them with something, they have to pay them.

"I have a light magician under my command. If I ask him to help, he should be able to save your son."

Luo Ning smiled and said, "But you may not know that only powerful healing can be used on dying patients, and the magic scroll of this healing spell costs 6,000 gold coins on the market. Do you have that much money?"

How many?

Feng Si was stunned. He thought that two or three thousand gold coins would be enough, but he didn't expect Roning to ask for six thousand gold coins.

"My Lord... I don't have so many gold coins..."

His whole expression suddenly wilted, but hope was right in front of him and he didn't want to give up.

He could not help but kneel on the ground, shedding tears: "Please, the honorable Viscount, save my son. As long as you are willing to help, I am willing to do anything for you!"

Roning nodded slowly.

Feng Si was from Wushan City, and he must have known this when Roning was recruiting craftsmen. In the end, he didn't go to Shanlin Town simply because he looked down on Wubeiling. After all, if he had skills, he could live well anywhere.

Now if Roning wants the other party to work for him willingly, he has to use some tricks.

"I heard that you are a master blacksmith?"

When Feng Si heard that there were signs of easing, he quickly responded excitedly: "Yes, sir, I am confident that I can become a master craftsman within two years!"

A blacksmith at the master craftsman level is someone who can manipulate extraordinary materials and create extraordinary weapons. He is a walking hot commodity.

Now, he liked Feng Si more and more.

"There is a master carpenter in my territory who thinks he will never be able to become a master carpenter in his lifetime. Why are you so confident?"

"Sir, I have a feeling that I can break through and become a high-level knight in half a year."

"Are you still a mid-level knight?"

Perhaps due to a preconceived notion, Roning subconsciously thought that after becoming a professional knight, one would join a profession involving fighting and killing. But if you think about it carefully, some people are not suitable for fighting and killing, such as Knight Horn in the territory.

Just from what the other party said, as long as he broke through to become a high-level knight, he would have the possibility of becoming a master craftsman. This made Roning very curious.

"Does becoming a master craftsman have anything to do with strength?"

"certainly."

Feng Si explained: "High-level knights with fire attributes have more precise control over their fighting spirit. When forging weapons, they can use their own fighting spirit to slightly modify the materials to improve their fighting spirit affinity.

At that time, I used ordinary wrought iron and a certain amount of mithril, combined with the blacksmithing breathing method I created myself, and I was confident that I could create an extraordinary weapon."

"Iron Breathing Technique?"

Luo Ning keenly captured something unusual.

"Similar to the Dou Qi Secret Book, both can assist in cultivation. Just use this set of breathing techniques when forging iron. While practicing, you can also better control the Dou Qi to enhance the power of your weapons."

Roning was shocked.

The Dou Qi Secret Book was something that was easily available to Roning, but for common people it was something that was difficult to buy even if they had money, and most of it was almost monopolized by the nobles.

Feng Si could actually create his own creation, he is truly a genius! "Master Feng Si, please stand up."

Luo Ning walked forward and helped the other person up: "I admire your attainments in forging, and I am even more amazed that you can create your own breathing method for forging!"

"Thank you for your affirmation!"

The reason why Fengs said so much was to show his value in front of Roning so that the latter would save his son.

"My Lord Viscount, as long as you lend a helping hand, I am willing to give you this Iron Breathing Method without reservation!"

Luo Ning shook his head slowly.

Feng Si was stunned for a moment. Is this not enough? Are all nobles so greedy?

"I don't need your gold coins, nor do I need your blacksmithing breathing method. I just need you to do one thing for me."

Feng Si's eyes widened, and hope suddenly rose in his desperate heart. He almost blurted out: "Sir, you say, I will do my best!"

"I need you to serve me from now on and be the exclusive craftsman for Viscount Wubei."

Luo Ning stated his request: "Of course, I am not asking you to be my slave. On the contrary, I will pay you extra wages according to your ability and give you and your family the arable land in Wubei Territory."

"no problem!"

Fons agreed without any hesitation.

Not only did Luo Ning not take away his savings that he had accumulated over decades, he even gave him land. Under such circumstances, even if he asked Fengs to work for free, the latter would agree.

"Then Master Feng Si, welcome to join the Wubei Territory!"

Luo Ning was delighted.

There happened to be a box of mithril obtained from Shore City in his space ring. He was worried that he didn't have a senior blacksmith to work for him, so Fengs was like a delivery to his door.

"Sir, what about my son?" Feng Si was a little anxious.

"Don't worry." Ronin looked at Elrond beside him.

"Let's go, Master Fengsi."

Elrond's voice was unusually gentle, which eased Vons's nervous mood.

"Light will protect your son." (End of this chapter)