Fang Yu rushed to answer: "Sylwede is...is..."

A flash of insight flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged craftsman, and he still smiled: "...It seems that I said the wrong thing, but this way you will be even luckier. Even I can't help but feel a little jealous, Ed

gentlemen."

He sincerely praised:

"Miss Sylvide is quite outstanding. You have a beautiful fiancée."

Fang Yu's face turned red, which made the craftsman a little funny. After all, such simple young people are very rare nowadays.

However, he felt relieved. After all, as the princess's personal attendant, of course he was happy to see that the people the princess dealt with did not have too many complicated thoughts.

He led the two people inside, and while walking forward, he introduced the history of the Tansniel Craftsmen Association to them.

In the niches on the long walls on the left and right sides, the magic tools and trophies displayed are from what era, what background, and by whom.

The Craftsmen Guild in Tansnier has a history of 120 years. Like other places, it has naturally produced many outstanding craftsmen during these more than 100 years.

Fang Yu just came here to do some business yesterday, so no one introduced these things to him, so he heard them very strangely.

In private, Sylvester held his hand.

Fang Yu turned around a little surprised.

The aristocratic daughter's wonderful eyes turned around, and she bit her ears and told him that the identity of the middle-aged craftsman was not simple.

But Fang Plover looked at the middle-aged craftsman walking in front and didn't see anything wrong with him.

Except that the other party may be a close confidant of the eldest princess, this is something he already knows.

He asked in a low voice: "How do you say it?"

Sylvide replied carefully: "Either he is the princess's fiancé."

Or, he is the princess’s lover.”

"What?" Fang Yu was quite surprised.

"Sylvid, how did you tell?"

"There are some small details about him, and he probably didn't hide them deliberately."

Sylvide smiled slightly and whispered: "That is the etiquette of the Istanian royal family——"

She added: "Such a person is either a prince himself. Or, he has a close relationship with someone in the royal family, and it must not be to an ordinary level.

In this way, we can inadvertently leave such a mark in our daily words and deeds.”

Fang Plover looked at the middle-aged craftsman with some surprise.

The other party is unlikely to be a prince. If it is a prince, he should call the eldest princess his elder sister or younger sister, not Her Royal Highness.

But it may not be a big deal if a princess has a lover.

As long as the other party has no ill intentions toward them, that's enough.

The middle-aged man did not hear the conversation between the two, and only asked Fang Plover about the tea yesterday and if there was anything he was dissatisfied with.

Fang Plover knows nothing about the local tea, not to mention Tansnir's local tea, even in his hometown. However, Sylvide has already answered first:

"It is a very authentic golden tea. After all, such high-quality Istanian golden tea is really rare in the north, so please express our gratitude to Her Royal Highness the Princess on our behalf."

The middle-aged man looked at her in surprise.

Then I saw that Sylvide was an aborigine.

He nodded: "My family background is good."

The three of them went up to the second floor, and the middle-aged craftsman turned back with a little embarrassment and said to the two of them: "Sorry, Mr. Ed, there is something I need to tell you in advance.

Originally, I wanted you two to come and see the magic constructs of the Tansnir Artisans Guild, but I didn’t expect something unexpected happened.”

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it convenient for us to visit today?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "That's not true, it's just that the president came back earlier today and heard that I was inviting people to visit again. The president...well, seemed a little unhappy."

"What?" Fang Yu said unexpectedly: "But isn't the Craftsmen's Association open to the public? It shouldn't be a problem just to visit...?"

Sylvide listened with a smile on her face. After hearing this, she couldn't help but lower her head and covered her mouth with her hands.

The middle-aged craftsman glanced at Fang Plover. This young man was so innocent that he couldn't help but feel worried.

The Craftsmen Association is open to the general craftsmen of the association. If it is just a simple visit, does Her Royal Highness still need to personally arrange for her to come?

Things are so clear, but the other party still looks confused.

However, the other party was a distinguished guest of the princess, and there was nothing wrong with being more simple. He patiently followed Fang Pliance's words: "Probably the president thought that I brought those dandy boys to visit again, and she didn't care about such a thing.

It’s always something you don’t want to see.”

"again?"

The middle-aged craftsman smiled sheepishly: "That's what it is... The descendants of the noble princes in the city are very curious about alchemy. And Her Royal Highness the Princess also needs to win over these people, and I am not good with their requests.

reject."

Fang Yu suddenly understood after hearing this.

But to win over the princes and nobles, Her Royal Highness the Princess seems quite ambitious.

He remembered that the Sand King Babartan also had several sons, but the people of the desert did not give priority to male inheritance. Her Royal Highness the Princess seemed to have some ideas about the throne.

He couldn't help but wonder, will Istania have a queen in more than ten years?

This is quite interesting.

After all, although I don't know what happened to Babartan's sons, the princes are not well-known outside, but it is the eldest princess who is famous.

This is evident from this.

However, Fang Yu could completely understand the dissatisfaction of the president of the Craftsmen Association.

After all, craftsmen will never be responsible to the Istanian royal family, and no one wants these messy things to happen within the scope of their duties——

So he answered very understandingly: "Then let's come back next time."

But the middle-aged craftsman said: "That's not necessary."

"how?"

"I explained it to the president, but she just didn't believe it. The president said it's not impossible to visit, but you have to pass her assessment."

The middle-aged man looked at the two people: "This test will naturally be difficult for those who are ignorant and incompetent, but for Mr. Ed, it should be quite easy to pass..."

"Assessment?"

Fang Yu could roughly understand the president's thoughts.

For those descendants of princes and nobles outside, who are not alchemists themselves, the other party said this just to set a threshold and let them retreat in spite of difficulties.

For him, nothing is really difficult.

The so-called assessments of alchemists are nothing more than some basic things.

He looked at the middle-aged craftsman looking at him with a slightly uneasy look, probably because he was worried that he would walk away because of this.

After all, I am also a formal craftsman, so there is no reason to still act like an apprentice. Especially for a somewhat famous craftsman, such a request is a bit unreasonable.

However, he is just a selector, and he is not very famous. Because his level has grown so fast, he still thinks that he is a newcomer.

So I don't have any grudges in my heart.

If you can visit the inventory of the Tansnir Artisans Guild, what's a small test? Not to mention the test, just a fight will do.

So he nodded readily: "Of course it's no problem."

The middle-aged craftsman breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really ashamed. Her Highness the Princess asked me to arrange everything, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Fang Plover scratched his head.

It suddenly occurred to him that this was not actually the other party's negligence.

The other party may have known early in the morning when the president would return and arranged the time window. If he and Sylvide had come in the morning, they would have probably visited and returned to the hotel.

But when I came over, I happened to bump into the president's gun.

To put it bluntly, they made things difficult for each other.

The middle-aged man then ushered the two people in, and after going up to the third floor, Fang Lu met the president of the craftsmen's association in the hall the day before.

What he didn't expect was that the president of the Artisans Association, whom the other party described as unreasonable, turned out to be a woman.

It's just that the lady didn't look like an alchemist at all. She was tall and strong, and was actually a head taller than him, almost as tall as Mr. Querod in his impression.

It's just that although the other party is tall, he doesn't look tall and thick, but has a dash of heroic beauty.

After being introduced by the middle-aged craftsman, Fang Yu learned that this red-haired lady was a rare giant spirit descendant.

When the latter saw him, a hint of surprise flashed through his emerald green eyes.

The president lady looked at the three gold stars on Fang Plover's collar and said with some surprise: "Alchemist?"

Faced with the other party's question, Fang Plover nodded.
Chapter completed!