Chapter 92 (1/2)

92 – The Old Leathersmith's Book

“Uncle Phil wants a son?” Jesse was first taken aback before i, “I seems to be the case I heard him complain that he has no son, no one to take care of him were he to fall sick”

Liszt looked at Jesse

Before suddenly asking: “Jesse, if I reht?”

“That's right, Master I grew up in the Coral City's orphanage Thanks to the Tulip Faenerosity, we orphans could survive” Said Jesse sincerely

Orphanages were institutions where the aristocracy gathered orphans There would always be co a few children unattended In order to display their kindness, soes in their fiefs to gather those orphans and then have the up

Jesse was such an orphan

“Is Old Leathersmith currently at the leathersmith shop?”

“He is, Master I wanted to invite Uncle Phil to take a stroll, but he refused”

“Then, Jesse, co I need hio prepare your mount”

On the horse field outside the castle, there was a crudely built shed, where Philip and Xavier stood guard As retainer knights, they could not have a day off

Seeing Liszt atop Firedragon, they each ether to the leathersmith shop

Each town had its own leathersmith shop Leathersmiths were craftsmen who manufactured leather, sew and repaired leather wear They could be divided into helmet leathersmiths, arh, most of them were shoemakers

Flower Town's Old Leathers cities, shoemakers were often well-off freedh as only few people could afford to wear leather shoes – most serfs and freedmen ooden shoes and straw sandals

Of course, even more people wore no shoes

“Is it you Jesse?” The old leathersmith's somewhat hoarse voice ca a pair of shoes Although he was blind, but his hands were still nimble

Jesse hurriedly replied: “Uncle Phil, Sir Lord is here, there is so he needs you for”

“Ah, Sir Lord, I, Old Phil, give you ards” The old leatherse commoner, had his hands tremble from nervousness

Liszt sized up the narrow, dark leathersmith shop He could see that the shop had not been repaired in years Through the roof, he could see the sun in the sky

Alike the old leatherse and decay

“Old Phil, don't be nervous, I aes could be read from the old leathersmith's turbid eyes

But Liszt detected that the other's hands had quickly stopped tre – it was not that he had beco The previous nervousness ht just be a farce This was quite easy to understand After all, aristocrats liked to see the co since learned how deal with others: “Sir Lord, it is an honor for ged to settle down in the Flower Town Where are you froinally?”

“I was born on the Dodo Island, Sir Lord”

“The Dodo Island?”

“It was a deserted Island, without a lord, to the north of the Coral Island Dodos, birds that couldn't fly, lived on the island They made ‘dodo' sounds when they called There were also very tall trees with a very terrifying name, called skull trees The fruit they bore was called skull fruit”

“Skull trees?”