All-Professional Master of Darkness

"Do you know my daughter Chasi?"

A bare-chested barbarian man wearing an apron looked askance at the strange professional in front of him. He is the title heir who inherited the title of Rasuk. What a coincidence is that he also has a daughter, who is naturally the blacksmith Qiaxi who inherited the title of Qiaxi in Rogge Camp.

"This is a work jointly completed by Qiaxi and I." Lan Wu handed over the zombie head and took a little credit without blushing.

This zombie leader is the equipment specially built for Lan Wu after Qiaxi obtained the "Magic Blacksmithing" after research and summary. Lan Wu was right about this. It's just that this zombie leader has nothing to do with his help. It is completely the work of Qiaxi independently. But for a guy who comes from all kinds of thick black school fads, that's not a problem at all.

Blacksmith Rasuk's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the zombie head handed over by Lan Wu. He could see from it that there were indeed traces of his daughter's work. But it was somewhat different from the rumors he had heard. He took the zombie head and looked through it carefully. When he saw the unique mark left by Qiaxi, he laughed and gave Lan Wu a bear hug enthusiastically.

"Yes, this is my daughter's work. Welcome to Harrogath."

Lan Wu couldn't help but groan secretly when he was hugged. Rasuk is indeed a barbarian, and his strength level is also at the barbaric level. The strength of this hug was more than a hundred pounds. I'm afraid a giant bear in the snow-capped mountains would have to kneel down after being hugged like this.

Now his strength has exceeded 300, making him a powerful person anywhere. But compared with Rasuk, this strength is out of the question. Lan Wu secretly estimated that this barbarian's strength might exceed at least 500, or even 600.

"It's my first time to come to Harrogas. I heard about you from Lord Chasi, so I came here specially to visit and forge some small things by the way."

Lan Wu quickly explained his intention. If I don't speak clearly, those big hands slapping my back like drums may not give me this chance. Oh my god, those are bear paws, not human hands.

"No problem." Rasuk finally finished torturing Lan Wu and relaxed his hands with a smile. He looked Lan Wu up and down, then turned around with satisfaction and walked into the blacksmith shop behind him: "Come in."

Lan Wu smiled happily. It seems that there is no problem in forging equipment. I didn't expect that Rasuk was so easy to talk to. He didn't look like a barbarian at all, but more like a kind uncle next door. He followed immediately.

"Sit." Rasuk pulled a stone pier with his sword and sat down. At the same time, he motioned to Lan Wu to find a seat and sit down.

Lan Wu smiled and was not polite. He followed Rasuk's example and pulled up another stone pillar and sat down. Rasuk's eyes lit up and he felt even more satisfied. This power is not much worse than that of barbarians.

Sitting on the cold stone pier, Lan Wu quickly glanced around. The blacksmith shop was deserted, and even the fire was not lit. I don't know if this is the case for all successors to the blacksmith title or for some other reason. Anyway, the shops of successors to the title of blacksmith such as Qiaxi, Farah and others he had seen were deserted.

"This is the so-called master's quirk." Lan Wu secretly cursed.

"Is she okay?" Rasuk looked at her for so long and finally remembered to chat.

"Master Qiaxi is living a good life. He once told me that it was a pity that I couldn't let you live in peace in your old age." Lan Wu followed the good example and vaguely mentioned poaching. Being able to inherit the title of Rasuk and being Chaxi's father, it would be more stable for Rogge Camp to have such a blacksmith who could gain a foothold in Harrogas.

"I'm not old enough to hold a hammer." Rasuk was so sophisticated that he instantly figured out Lan Wu's sinister intentions and used his age to brush it off.

Lan Wu smiled and didn't care. If poaching were really that easy. Rasuk is no longer worthy of being the heir to the title. I think I used a magic blacksmithing book to seduce Farah, but she still didn't give a definite answer and only stayed in Rogge camp in the name of communication. God knows when they will return to Lu Gaoyin.

"She had the same temper as me back then, she was stubborn." Rasuk lamented and talked about those years.

He inherited the title of Rasuk that year. What was originally a happy and joyful thing, but because it deeply stimulated Qiaxi, who also loved making, little Qiaxi, who was not yet eight years old, resolutely left Harrogas and traveled around.

This journey lasted nearly forty years.

When he received news about his daughter again, it was when Qiaxi successfully inherited the title of Qiaxi and settled in Rogge Camp. He was both relieved and annoyed.

Roger's camp?

How could such a barren and weak rural place be worthy of a pure savage? At least that's how he's always been. As soon as their stubbornness arose, the father and daughter simply staged a legendary story about not seeing each other for forty years.

Lan Wu said nothing and faithfully fulfilled his duties as a listener. When an old man talks about his children far away, he will definitely get excited. The most important thing to do at this time is to be a good listener and not interrupt rudely. Otherwise, there would be nothing to talk about next.

"I feel relieved to leave her to you." Rasuk chatted non-stop for a long time, and suddenly he said a sigh of relief.

When Lan Wu heard this, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide. Damn it, what is going on? This tone is wrong. Why does it sound like an old father is handing over the daughter he has raised for many years to his son-in-law?

Thinking of this, Lan Wu shuddered inexplicably. There is no denying that Qia Xi is a good woman. Her softness and ruggedness, coupled with her devilish figure, are enough to attract countless men. But I’m not good at that one. Young and invincible beautiful girls like Flora are my favorite.

"Lord Rasuk, are you thinking too much?" Lan Wugao laughed twice and pointed out tactfully that his relationship with Qia Xi was not what he thought.

"I know her." Rasuk waved his hand, grinned boldly, and showed a nostalgic expression: "Like Mirasuna, she only talks about family matters to men who are attracted to her."

Lanwu knew who Mirasuna was in Rasuk's mouth. She was Rasuk's wife and Qiaxi's mother. However, I heard from Chaxi that her mother unfortunately died of illness when she was three years old, otherwise she would not have been interested in forging. Without his mother to take care of him, Qiaxi could only squat in the blacksmith shop in Rasuk all day long and listen to the sound of blacksmithing. From this point of view, Qiaxi is where she is today, and her mother deserves the most credit. Otherwise, it would not be his turn to see Qia Xi.

"You are thinking too much." Lan Wu laughed dumbly.

If this means that Charsi likes him, then Kidd and Kane have already become the first and second wives. He didn't know whether he knew the others. But he knew that the top management of Rogge Camp in Akara and a few elites all knew about Chaxi's family background. Qia Xike never hides these trivial matters.

"Am I really overthinking?" Rasuk frowned when he saw the helpless and embarrassed look on Lan Wu's face.

Lan Wu snickered inwardly and was about to ask to borrow the furnace. I didn't want my eyes to suddenly darken, and by the time I realized what I was doing, I was already standing outside the door. With a bang, the blacksmith shop door slammed shut. He suddenly looked confused.

Damn it, you fall out at the slightest disagreement?