Not long after noon, following the lunch break scheduled a few days ago, the sound of forging inside the workshop suddenly stopped. Then, led by a capable woman with short pink hair, several skeleton soldiers walked out of it with huge dragon head skeletons.

The artificially imitated bones were placed on the open space, carrying ironwork on his shoulders and the powder method of a hammer reached out and patted the keel beside him, revealing his white teeth with a tomboy's demeanor: It's really taken a lot of time. After all, my full-time job is to forge weapons rather than carving. Fortunately, when someone creates weapons, he will assign them to use the bones of specific monsters to grind them, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to finish them so quickly.

Hey, this is the completion? I was stunned at first when I heard the unexpected words of the pink-haired woman, but then I bent down and squinted my eyes around the skeleton of the dragon head imitating the expression of archaeologists like an antique, and carefully looked at this imitation.

Lucario also made the same move as me. After we each met again from the origin by 180 degrees, he hugged his chest and raised his right eyebrows and asked: Xu Mo, what do you think?

I don't think so. I shook my head. Although it looked similar, as a skeleton of a monster that died in battle, the dragon head in front of me was obviously too clean.

I don't think so. In my opinion, Lucario added: The appearance is too smooth and there are not even a crack on it. Not to mention using it to deceive the old foxes in the tribe country, basically for those who have actually taken risks outside, this thing is a lot of flaws.

As soon as he leaned his hammer down, a spider-web-like crack appeared on the ground. Although the forging woman with healthy wheat-colored skin maintained a smile, the edge of the corner of her mouth had already twitched slightly: At present, this skeleton is only a prototype, and the scars and cracks you want and the process of the age will naturally be added. Since you are just an amateur, don't be domineering there. Two dead kids! In the end, I'm afraid she can no longer hold back, and the pink-haired woman swears.

Yes, I am very sorry! I was suppressed by the aura of the older sister and tomboy, and subconsciously apologized. But after blurting out, I realized that it was not only me, but also the legendary heir of the hero beside me, and they were sitting down and kneeling.

Having said that, the experience of being taught by older women like this seems to be the first time since I left the academy. After all, the important cadres in Demon King City, except Diana, are always several times more than mine, but they all use indulgent interactions without exception. Therefore, even though I was not masochist, I couldn't help but feel a long time of disagreement.

Speaking of which, isn’t this one of the many women you date? Why are you so afraid of her? Lowering the volume, I asked the guy next to me who was vaguely afraid of his attributes.

He reached out to wipe away the cold sweat from his forehead and Lucario lowered his voice and replied: You know what yarn is called respecting women.

I looked sideways. The guy who opened his harem seemed to be unable to associate with the word respecting women no matter what, especially this guy often has the bad habit of letting go after the girl was guided.

Okay, I surrendered. My back was cold because of the strange gaze. Lucario raised his hands as if he was half-given, and said to the forging woman with short pink hair: This guy is my teammate at least, so there should be no problem telling him?

The pink-haired woman raised her head without any comment: Just have a clear conscience on your own.

If it involves any big secret, don't say it. I have always been very self-controlled about such topics that involve big trouble. Seeing the other two people talking about their feelings, I remember that the most thing that brave people like to do is to create trouble. If I, a demon king who is good at making trouble, will definitely lead to the situation becoming very serious in the end.

No. Rather than saying the secret, it is a personal issue. With depressed shoulders, Lucario crossed his legs and supported his knees with his hands and sighed: I remember I said before that there was a bit of a personal grudge between my sister and I, right?

Now that I have become an audience, I nodded silently.

The pink-haired woman, who is called her sister, snorted softly: It would be a bit too much to say that it was a personal grudge. She was just a little dissatisfied with this irresponsible little bastard.

No, you two are obviously so close, why do you have to have an indirect conversation with me? I was confused and scratched my cheeks when I couldn't figure out the situation of the two. It wasn't a bad relationship between them. But there was a subtle sense of estrangement.

Well, I don’t want to escape responsibility. The reason why I left without saying goodbye was that my brain was so confused that I couldn’t accept the current situation for a while.

Because of this, the scoundrel left the child, left a note and patted his butt and left.

Lucario and the pink-haired woman spoke alternately. The reason why the atmosphere between the two sides was so strange was finally unveiled here.

I reached out to cover my forehead and felt a little headache: I interrupt you here first. The so-called child should not be what I think is my biological child at the moment, but refers to the young children who know or the next door, right?

No, it's true that I was just one year old last month. I had planned to take care of my children at home for a while, but because I suddenly received a letter of help from this dead guy, I had to temporarily entrust the child to my mother. I carried the guy to eat and ran over one third of the mainland. The pink-haired forging master poked Lucario's nose with his index finger and said angrily: I can understand that he ran away because he didn't want to take responsibility. After all, brave people generally have this kind of virtue. I was mentally prepared before getting along with him. Anyway, with the skills I forged, I wouldn't be unable to raise a child.

Since you are so free and easy, with my understanding of Lucario, he should soon turn back to you. He would never be as embarrassed as if he was so reluctant to speak, as if he accidentally got into his neighbor's newlywed wife, and then he didn't know how to be honest with his neighbor afterwards.

After listening to my comment, Lucario immediately took a kidnapper and gritted his teeth and said: Xu Mo, who are you helping?

Hey, isn't it the mediator of the neighborhood committee?! I was shocked. It turned out that I had accidentally misunderstood the idea, so I quickly raised my hand and said: Then, what about you guys?

Lucario said helplessly: You really think you are watching the show... Well, with your personality, I should have known that this will turn out.

My argument with Lucario came to an end, and then it was the turn of the pink-haired woman again. After the brewing period just now, the forging master's forehead had already been beating, and he accused indignantly: Just as this friend said, the reason why this bastard dared to communicate with letters so far is actually to escape a great tradition.

No, I have said that I am really not good at this... Lucario escapisted his ears: I know that I don’t have this talent, so I don’t want to see that child even if I die!

If progress is too fast, can't you speak well? As an unknown bystander, the only action I can take is to ask questions weakly.

With a long breath, the pink-haired woman seemed to have sorted out her emotions and explained to me, an innocent passerby who was involved in family disputes: The tradition of our family is that children must be named by their biological father. Simply put, the future heir of the legendary brave family next to you is actually a bastard who is unwilling to even naming her own child, which has caused the child who is one year old to be able to call him "Feed, who is that!"

Let me sort it out, that is to say, your relationship will be so embarrassing, just because Lucario is unwilling to name the child? This strange reason makes me frown: Even if I don’t have the talent to name it, I just need to take some time to come up with a pretty good name... Oh no, after thinking about your love name for matching swords, I suddenly felt it would be better to shut up.
Chapter completed!