The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Wiener assured her that he was only trying to prove that the key was useless and that he was not intentionally trying to open another door.

But the door opened the moment he inserted the key, before he even turned it.

The two looked at each other.

Behind the door was Felix, dressed in his pajamas.

His wet hair indicated that he had just finished showering.

He glared at Vena, his eyes wide, and said, "No, I locked the door! Don't you understand what I mean? Why don't you go to Lisette's next door?!"

"You're really something, Dean."

Wiener looked at the key in his hand again.

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Early next morning.

Perhaps it's no longer considered early.

After all, she had slept too late at night, and by the time Viner woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

The trigger for his awakening was Felix's exclamation.

"Vina, there are so many people gathered outside!"

Vina packed up the bedding made of black iron, dressed herself, and leaned towards the window, where she saw a crowd of people gathered in front of the inn.

In the center of the crowd were seven or eight dark-skinned men with headscarves tied around their necks. They didn't come in; they just silently stood guard outside the shop.

Instead, the crowd of onlookers completely blocked the shop entrance.

Just as Venus was about to look for a familiar figure in the crowd, Lisette pushed open the door and entered.

“They seem to be after you, Vena.” Listy’s expression was somewhat grave. “I’ve already called your friend up; you can ask him yourself.”

“I really need to ask him properly.” Viner twirled her wrist and strode to the door.

Seeing Vina's angry expression, Dean immediately defended himself, "It's really not my fault! The village chief sent someone to inform Master Sagoci that Vina had returned, and that's why they appeared here to wait for you. I didn't say anything."

And that's exactly what he said.

Otherwise, those people shouldn't have been standing outside waiting; they should have just come in.

"Who asked you that?" Vena pulled a key from her ring and held it up to Dean's face. "Did you take the wrong key last night?"

“But this is… the universal key to the entire third floor,” Dean said with a bitter face.

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Chapter 458 Flirting Techniques of the Last Century

Without receiving a direct indication, how could Dean dare to assume which room Wiener wanted to enter?

It's better to say you don't know.

Dean gave Viner the universal key that was universally used on the third floor, which meant giving him the right to choose.

In principle, it wouldn't be a problem for Wiener to book a third room.

The reason why Venus failed to get what she wanted was quite simple: Lisette herself had placed a magical lock on the room.

This is what Tilissa taught her: to always be vigilant when you're out and about.

This extra layer of protection provides a warning time even if someone forces their way in.

The reason why Vina didn't receive a response was because Lisette was taking a bath in the bathroom inside the private room.

The sound of running water, combined with the obstruction of the bathroom door, easily masked the noises made by Venus.

Girls take a very long time to shower.

......

Why do you need a spare key?

Lisette raised an eyebrow, her keen intuition immediately detecting the problem.

"I gave it to him without my permission." "Felix accidentally locked himself in his room!"

Their eyes met, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air.

"That's right, another guest accidentally trapped himself in the room."

"He gave it to me out of the blue!"

There was absolutely no understanding between them.

Looking at the two of them with some helplessness, Lisette sighed softly, "How about I give you some time to coordinate your stories?"

“It’s not that complicated,” Viner shook her head. “It’s just that I wanted to be closer to you, and you wouldn’t open the door. I thought you were angry.”

“...You should have said something sooner.” A blush crept across Listie’s face.

"Is it still possible to apply in advance tonight?"

"That depends on whether someone's performance today satisfies me."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Um, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now?"

Dean felt somewhat superfluous in his presence.

“You can’t leave,” Felix said, putting his hands on his hips and blocking Dean’s path. “You still haven’t told me why there are so many people gathered outside!”

The only people who knew that the three of them were staying at the inn were the old village chief and Dean.

Even if that guy named Sa is an acquaintance of Vina, how do you explain the extra people?

“How do you explain this…” Dean said with a wry smile, “Sagoci came to invite Viña, but the others got caught up in his presence and wouldn’t leave, which is why things turned out like this…”

Eighty percent of the merchants who travel to and from Lumiel Town are there because of the reputation of the forging master, Sargozi.

However, not everyone was qualified to meet this master blacksmith; most people were kept out by the reason that the workshop was a restricted area and should not be disturbed.

Rather than wasting time on meaningless interpersonal interactions, he preferred to spend his time teaching apprentices and honing his skills.

But Wiener was different.

Although they had only met once, Sargocchi already regarded him as a mentor.

He didn't think that becoming a master blacksmith meant he could be on equal footing with Wiener. On the contrary, as his skills improved, he found Wiener to be increasingly unfathomable.

So Sargozi waited at the hotel early in the morning, just to see Vina.

Sagoci knew that Vina had returned very late the day before, so he did not let anyone disturb him, but waited quietly in the hall.

But he clearly underestimated his influence.

Within just a few hours, the whole town knew that Master Sargozi had left the workshop.

Whether they were students or people who would never normally speak to anyone, they all saw this as an opportunity to show off in front of Master Sargocchi, and that's how it turned out.

“Then he really came at the worst possible time,” Viner clicked his tongue.

He could probably understand Sargozi's feelings and could see the sincerity in his words.

As the pillar of the village, even if he doesn't personally invite her, Viner will still take some time to visit the new workshop.

But he shouldn't have come at the time when he was planning to take Lisette out.

Although it wouldn't be wrong to take Listy to visit Sargozi's workshop, news of Arios was just around the corner, so how could she be in the mood to go anywhere else first?

"Should I go down and tell him to go back first?" Dean suggested.

“It’s a bit late. If there weren’t so many people gathered around, a simple greeting would have solved the problem, but…” Viner pondered for a moment.

"So who exactly is Sargozi?" Felix asked, puzzled.

This sound seemed to serve as a reminder to Wiener.

"Have it!"

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"Hey, it's been several hours, and Master Sagoci is still sitting here. Why is that?" a middle-aged man who looked like a merchant asked.

"If you're so eager to know, why don't you go up and ask yourself?" someone retorted.

"Ha... I think I'll pass." The vendor glanced at the few burly blacksmith apprentices maintaining order and immediately abandoned his plan. "Anyway, there are so many people and it's not going to be my turn. I'd better leave."

“If it were me, I wouldn’t leave at this time,” another person said.

"How to say?"

“You don’t understand. Master Sagozi simply doesn’t want to leave Lumiel Village, but he still holds a position in the Valentin Merchant Guild, and it’s not a low one. Even the guild leaders who come regularly have to wait for Master Sagozi. It’s not like the master has to wait for them.” The person who spoke was clearly knowledgeable.

"That's wonderful," the middle-aged man said with envy.

"Otherwise, how could he be a master? Not to mention the equipment he forges, its value immediately increases several times outside the town. Apprentices who can learn even a little bit from him will not have to worry about finding a job after they leave."

"Aren't you curious about who this important figure is, even Master Sagozi had to wait for?"

“You’re right, I’m not leaving.” The middle-aged man was immediately convinced.

And these kinds of conversations haven't stopped since early morning.

"It feels a bit ill-considered," Sargozi thought to himself.

The saying "riding a tiger is hard to dismount" perfectly describes the current situation.

He clearly underestimated his influence; he didn't expect that just showing his face would attract so many onlookers.

This is not good.

He didn't enjoy being watched by others, and putting himself in his master's shoes, he certainly wouldn't like it either.

If he keeps dragging this out, even if his master finds out, he will be blamed for his recklessness.

Thinking of this, Sargozi decided to ask the shop assistant to leave a message so that he could take the other apprentices away first.

But just as he stood up, an unexpected figure appeared.

From the shadows of the stairs, a handsome young man carrying a long sword slowly emerged.

His appearance instantly drew everyone's attention, even Sagozi.

Felix, carrying his sword, walked calmly out of the shop.

The blacksmith apprentices quickly parted a path for him in the crowd.

This wasn't something anyone specifically instructed them to do; it was simply their own initiative.

It was as if stopping these guys from getting close to Felix was a more important mission than protecting their master.

"Please wait a moment!" Sargozi's voice revealed urgency.

He hurriedly blocked Felix's path and asked in an extremely nervous tone, "Excuse me, may I take a look at the sword on your back?"

"Alas!"

A chorus of boos came from outside the shop, as if they were disgusted with him. A master blacksmith, using such an old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation.

Felix's lips curled up slightly, and his smile made everything around him pale in comparison.

The crowd, which had been booing incessantly, instantly fell silent, as if afraid of committing the slightest disrespect.

"that's not allowed."

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A man's sword, like a woman's foot, is something quite private and not easily shown to others.

Those who can openly watch are either close relatives or enemies.

Moreover, it was a sword specially made for him by Venere; Felix was already being generous by showing others even the hilt.

If it's someone else's sword, then there's no problem; their shamelessness is their own business.