Feiler is affiliated with the military office and is a member of the city defense. He is a squad leader and is also an intermediate warrior apprentice. His strength is relatively strong.

Moreover, Feiler was not always guarding the city gate. He would be rotated every few days, one day at a time, which greatly limited Dolai's reconnaissance.

However, he soon found their pattern. Ferrer and others took turns every three days and were on duty for three days.

Ferrer's night residence is the military camp, but he can go home after 10 o'clock every night. Team leaders like them have this privilege.

This is also the characteristic of the military camp, which is to motivate them to make progress, and those who can serve as soldiers basically have a background.

This was Dolai's conclusion ten days later, and ten days later, he took the strength potion and agility potion for the second time.

A month passed slowly, and Dolai's strength had improved greatly. He had completely surpassed the initial stage of an intermediate warrior. He was now a head taller than he was last year. He used to be thin and weak, looking like a tall monkey, but now he had a strong figure, and looked like a teenager of eighteen or nineteen years old. He was considered a senior among many blacksmiths.

The blacksmith shop was still busy, with clanging sounds, and everyone was doing their own work. Dolai was also busy, forging a broadsword, and when he looked up, he saw someone coming.

The man in black, Cartier.

Katia was looking at him at this moment, and seemed to feel very strange.

Dolai was also a little surprised. How did he meet this guy? His serious expression couldn't help but change slightly.

Cardia was even more surprised, he could see the disguise on Dolai's face. As a senior professional, he had a lot of experience.

Is this Dorae? Why has it changed so much?

He looked at Duolai calmly, with a smile on his face, "What should I call you? Brother Blacksmith."

Hearing this, Dolai knew that Cartier had recognized him, so he smiled his signature smile and said, "My name is Lin Rui. Is there anything I can do for you, sir?"

Hearing the voice, Cardia confirmed Dolai's identity. He looked at Dolai's figure and was a little shocked. This guy improved so fast. It seemed that he had reached the stage of an intermediate warrior apprentice.

Cardia showed the sword at his waist and said, "It's broken. Can it be repaired?"

Dolai blinked his eyes. Isn't this sword usually made by Verrick? He was a little confused.

Of course, Cardia couldn't tell that Virik had a cold today and didn't come. The others were not sure about this. The price of a third-level blacksmith was too expensive. He could only come to Mondo's blacksmith shop. Anyway, both blacksmith shops were owned by the Link family.

The Orne family also has its own blacksmith, but his craftsmanship is only average.

"Can it be repaired?" Kadija asked again unhappily.

Dolai laughed and said, "It can be repaired, but it requires some other materials, such as black copper."

In principle, this fighting sword is just an ordinary sword, made of a mixture of fine steel and black fine copper, which guarantees both hardness and toughness. But now he saw that the sword was full of pits and cracks, and it would not work to repair it with fine steel alone.

Kadiya was a little surprised. How could Dolai be so powerful now? He could even repair the second-level sword fighting skill? However, when he thought about the weirdness of this guy, he felt relieved.

"Okay, I'll go find Uncle Hong." Kadija said happily. Obviously, he and Uncle Hong were also very familiar with each other.

Soon, he took out some iron ore and black copper.

Repairing the sword was not difficult. It took a while to finish the work and it was almost time to get off work.

Cardia took the sword back from Anderson, examined it carefully, and nodded secretly in his heart. It was almost perfect. This skill was basically equivalent to that of a second-level blacksmith. No wonder he said he could do it.

"Now that we're done, do you want to go for a drink?" Cartier looked at Dolai and said with interest.

Dolai sent the apprentice away, packed up, and said, "Okay, I'll go to the back and change my clothes first."

Katya nodded.

Soon, Dole, dressed in fresh clothes, came out from behind. The two walked towards the city together and soon arrived at a tavern.

Cartier was a regular here and went straight to the private room. The waiter brought some wine quickly without asking any questions.

Dole seldom drank. Firstly, he didn't have the environment to do so. Secondly, he spent all his money on eating, so where would he get the money to drink? He also didn't like the smell of alcohol, as it was the smell of drunks on the street.

Cartier poured herself a glass, and when she was about to pour one for Dole, she was stopped by him.

"Dole, I've been looking for you for a while and thought you had already... Unexpectedly, the culprit died inexplicably a few days ago?" Cartier said with some profound meaning.

Sitting opposite Cartier, Dolai was not moved by his words. The person was dead, what else could he say?

"Lord Cardia, you came to see me, I'm afraid you didn't come to talk about these things. I think I'm just a small person and don't deserve your attention." He smiled faintly.

Dolai already knew about Cardia's identity. He was the Orn family's number one sword fighting expert and an extraordinary swordsman. He had a high degree of freedom and could accept disciples and found a school in this desolate city. But up to now, he was still a loner and only accepted sword fighting requests from the Orn family.

This is very unreasonable, and everyone speculates that Cartier must have another identity.

This is what the blacksmiths said when they had nothing to do, and Dolai just heard it.

Kadija looked at Dolai and said with a smile, "Any profession that reaches the intermediate stage will need a lot of meat and medicine to assist. I believe you also know this. You should be very short of money now."

Dolai was stunned. What did Kadiya mean by this? Was he going to give himself money to spend? He thought for a moment and said, "Besides being a blacksmith, I can't do much else. My monthly salary is not bad now. I plan to save it and buy fighting skills in the future. If I don't have medicine, I won't have medicine. I'll just go slow." This is the biggest pain point for all civilian soldiers.

Without resources, you can only rely on time to hone your skills, and slowly, you will pass the age when your energy and blood are the most vigorous, and finally end up in disgrace, with no chance of achieving extraordinary things in your life.

Cardia's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Dolai carefully, and said, "No, you have other ways to make money. At least you did a great job on the Sam family. It was a perfect assassination."

After he said this, the fanaticism in his eyes was obvious.

Dolai felt a little cold in his heart. Who is this guy?

Katiya looked at Dolai and said, "Do you want to make more money?"

Dolai thought, here it comes, this guy’s cards are about to be revealed.

He narrowed his eyes and said without hesitation, "Of course I am willing."

Cartier picked up the wine glass, chuckled, and said, "Come with me to a place later."

Half an hour later, it was completely dark. The two walked out of the bar and soon entered the night. They moved forward slowly and soon arrived at the northwest district. On the way, Cartier asked him to change his face, and he himself quickly changed into another face, wearing a hood to hide himself.

Dolai naturally followed suit. He could see that Cartier's second career was probably not a good one.

This is also a bar, its name is Wayne Bar. The entrance is a very inconspicuous small hole door on the street. The light is very dim and dark when you enter the door.

As soon as he entered the bar, Dolai felt something was not right. Because it was summer, it was still a little cold in the bar. It was not the kind of coldness that came from the body, but a kind of spiritual coldness. He was a magician and was very sensitive to the surrounding environment.

The facilities of the bar are also very simple. You can see a long bar when you enter. The surrounding environment is in a uniform dark tone. The light is very dim. You can only see the surrounding environment. That's all. There are a few wine tables around the bar, and each wine table is far away from another wine table.