In this restaurant called "Dao Silk Skirt", Locke and the other two were still feeling unsatisfied when they walked out of the restaurant.

Kane picked up the shredded meat in his mouth with a toothpick and said with a smile, "The waitress had such a big breast just now!"

OK, this guy is talking nonsense again.

"I think the maid who served the food is bigger." Hans held it in for a long time and said this, this guy is a reluctant and sexy person.

Locke covered his face and walked away, pretending not to know these two people.

Eating in a place with larger scenes is more comfortable than being in a tavern.

Although the three of them did not feel any difference in the taste of the food between the two, the high-end and atmospheric environment cannot be experienced in a tavern.

The food was pleasant and the expenses were also very expensive. Silver Deller, who spent four of Locke, used to be his monthly military pay, and just this meal was gone.

Of course, Locke was not short of this money at this time. Hans and Kane both knew that Locke would definitely make more money than them, and they also agreed to the fact that Locke treats him.

"Where will go?" Kane sniffed away the toothpick in his mouth and turned to ask Locke.

It's still early now, so it's not worth it if you just return to the camp like this.

The three of them who had just had a full meal also needed to digest the food in their stomachs, "Just go there casually." Locke said.

The prosperity of Peters City really shocked the three of them. Who would have thought that this city, which was full of traffic, had experienced the destruction of war five years ago.

As he was walking around, Locke suddenly remembered that the arm shield that Henry had customized for him before was built in a blacksmith shop led by Peters.

The original piece was scrapped during the days in the Bering Mountains, but now it is used for re-customization, which is better than the original piece.

Following the vaguely remembered route and asking passers-by, Locke took Hans and the others to an alley south of Peters's leadership.

"Is this here?" Kane pointed to a black and dirty door curtain in front of him, and the sound of "ding Ding Dangdang" hitting iron blocks came from inside.

"Of course, that person dares not lie to me." Locke was not sure. This shop was just caught by a passerby and asked about it.

The three of them were not wearing military uniforms, but their strong physiques and rude behaviors could be guessed that the three of them were from the army with their eyes closed.

The main reason is that Hans is too unfriendly and his arms, which are thicker than normal people, are exposed. No matter who stands in front of him, he will feel distressed.

Releasing the curtain, Locke stepped in, Hans and Kane followed closely behind.

The light inside was darker. Locke didn't see anyone after he came in. The sound came from the fire room.

When they walked into the fire room, the 'ding ding dangdang' sound became clearer, and the sound also went deeper and louder with Rock and the others until it suddenly stopped. Obviously, the people inside also found the visitors outside.

The fire room was neatly placed with rough weapons, mostly swords, axes, shields and spears, but few were there.

"Are the guests here to buy things?" The old man with a towel on his head walked out of the forging room in the fire room and asked with a smile.

The old man's voice was clearly like an old man in his fifties and sixties, but he had a body full of tendons and was not tall, and his muscles on his arms were extremely developed.

"We're just here to have a look," Locke replied.

He really just came to see who made his arm shield. The arm shield was of good quality. Uncle Yoshak was amazed when he saw it. You should know that Yoshak was also a blacksmith before he joined the army.

Hans and Kane were dragged by Locke over and wandered around. If they had been a month ago, they might have bought a handy piece of equipment. Now that the war is over, why should I buy it?

"Oh, please!" the old man said with a smile, his kind expression was extremely inconsistent with his muscles.

While the two were talking, several small heads poked out from the door of the forging room in the fire room. They were all half-year-old children, one by one, they were all black with charcoal fire.

"Everything goes back, you're all going back! Has the iron finished?!" The old man also noticed it and turned his head and scolded him with a stern face.

When the old man was frightened, the group of children ran back to the forging room with a whoosh. After a while, the "ding-ding-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-dink-

"There are all children who can't survive anymore. I'm attracted to Guan Gu's food." The old man said to Locke and the other two as if explaining.

After living at such an old age, this old man could guess that Locke and the others were all soldiers who had been on the battlefield to kill people.

Locke nodded to show that he knew that through his accent, he could see that the old man was indeed a Fostertan, and the half-grown children working inside should be the Sharlot refugees.

"Let's have a walk! I'll take a few of you to see the good things in our shop. The things are all furry here." The old man enthusiastically took Locke and the other two out of the fire room.

Through chatting with the old man, Locke also knew that his arm shield was indeed from his blacksmith shop, and it was created by the old man himself.

Hans was very interested in some equipment in the blacksmith shop, especially the large tonnage giant axes and long swords. He was just short of money and it was useless to buy them for two, so he only enjoyed the opportunity.

Kane is even more interested in the half-grown children in the blacksmith shop.

"It's just that I can't survive without my parents, so I come to me to earn some money." The old man sighed.

These people who work in his blacksmith shop are indeed all from Charlottes. The oldest among them is only 12 years old. I can't imagine how these kids wield such a big hammer to hit the iron.

This blacksmith shop looked very bad from the store and the hands of the people. If it weren't for his arm shield, and his arm shield was indeed from here, and he was praised by Henry and Uncle Yosak for his good skills, Locke would have doubted their abilities.

It may also be that this blacksmith shop is almost unable to do it, and all the guys can leave are left, leaving only him, the old man, with a bunch of children.

When he left, Locke gave the old man about 20 silver derrells, and Henry paid for the money he bought the arm shield twice. The reason why he gave the old man money was because Locke was able to bring Angelina out of the Bering Mountains alive, thanks to the first arm shield.

Without that piece of equipment, he probably had been bitten to death by the Moonlight Wolf.

The old man originally wanted to refuse, but after Locke persuaded him several times, he accepted it. He was indeed at the end of his life. There was a lot of 20 Yindler, so he saved some money, which was enough for him, a blacksmith shop, to eat and use for two months.

Kane bought two pairs of iron locks for weight-bearing training. In his words, he wore one for himself and the other for his apprentice Hank.

A total of 5 silver delles were paid out. The old man clearly said 4 silver delles were enough. This guy had to give him 5 pieces.

Locke was used to Kane's "explosive family". He knew that although Kane killed the Charlotte soldiers on the battlefield without blinking, he was a soft-hearted person in life.

People are always very conflicted.

After staying in the blacksmith shop for a while, Locke and the others said goodbye. There was nothing good about the blacksmith shop.

It was dark, and the three of them were not in a hurry to go back and browse the night view in Peters City.

I have to say that Peters City has developed very quickly in recent years. The biggest place Locke has been to when he was a child is the town. At that time, every household would close the doors of the houses and chat in the yard at night. There was no one on the street outside.

At this time, countless torches rose in Peters City, just like the moonlight and the bright stars, which were quite bright, and did not affect the normal sight of the residents at all.

This is also the reason why the three of them are not in a hurry to go back. After all, it is their first time visiting the night city.

I bought a pack of mountain fruits, and several people were chewing around while biting fresh mountain fruits.

In recent years, Peters' leadership has immigrated a large number of Fostein people, some of which came voluntarily, and some were forced by their own lords. Because of its vast plains, Peters' leadership will definitely become the focus of the future development of the Kingdom of Fostein.

Fostertan has many visionary people who have begun to make plans early.

The immigration boom has lasted for three or four years, but as the territory of Sharlot, there are more Sharlots here, accounting for about two-thirds, while the Fosters only account for only one-third.

Not everyone likes to leave their hometowns, and most honest civilians prefer to live, grow old, get sick and die in their hometowns.

And these one-third of the Forstans were not known elsewhere, but in Peters, they were definitely higher than the Charlottes.

Most of the people walking on the streets are Fostermans, while those who lower their heads and dare not float around casually are definitely Charlottes.

Because of war, almost all the Fostein people hate the Sharlots. As long as the Sharlots dare to show a little disrespect to the Fostein people, the irritable will take action directly.

As long as it is not killed or destroyed, the city guards basically don’t care.

So here are divided into four classes: nobles, wealthy merchants, Fostertan civilians, and Charlottes.

Neither time to pay attention to the Sharrow civilians who were still in dire straits. Locke and Hans looked at a juggling on the side of the road in a novel way.

A middle-aged man wearing a mask and a high hat took a sip of something, then opened his mouth and squirted it out. The torch in his right hand shook, and a flame formed in mid-air, which really scared the onlookers.

Lock could feel that there was no magic fluctuation around him, which surprised him even more.

Hans sniffed it carefully and said, "It's a strong wine!"...

The rich nightlife of Peters City opened the eyes of the three big bosses and shrank their pockets once.

Fortunately, Locke was not worth mentioning. Hans and Kane were different from his real property. Hans was a little more restrained, and Kane was much more casual. This guy fed his whole family and didn't treat Derr as money at all.

In the middle of the night, many torches in Peters City were extinguished, and when the city's heat dropped by more than half, Locke and his other men returned to the camp staggeringly.

Everyone has specialties of one kind or another on them. According to Hans, they take them back for their families to try, according to Kane, they take them back and eat them slowly, according to Locke, they are not short of money, so they buy whatever they have never seen before.

Before the three of them came back, they also went to the Peters City tavern for a while. To be honest, Locke felt that it was no different from the taverns in other places. If you have to say something different, the tavern girl in Peters City was a little more beautiful.

The day of "tiredness" made the three of them sleep until noon the next day before they woke up.
Chapter completed!