Chapter 76: Poor Hot Rod (1/2)

”It's you, old bastard!” Kadyn exclaimed, spotting the culprit. He never thought that this guy would sneak into his shop in the middle of the night.

”Damn it!” the man cursed and peered at Kadyn with a vicious expression. ”I wanted to do this silently, but who would have thought that you've got a death wish, brat?”

”Hot Rod!” Khrom's eyes widened when he saw the man's face. What the hell this bastard is doing here. He thought. Kadyn and Khrom exchanged glances, both of them could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

”What are you doing? Are you here for Melvona?” Kadyn calmed himself down and asked—if he was out of the shop he would definitely run with his tail between his legs. But here, he was the king. No Spell Caster could do anything to him. As he thought, he curled his lips triumphantly. It felt good to have an overpowering trump card like a magic shop.

”Melvona?” Artisan Hot Rod looked at him with a blank face, then he thought about something. ”Oh, that Dwarven girl. No, I'm not here for her. Anyway, It's better you've discovered me. Now I don't need to sneak and search for it by myself.”

Kadyn frowned and narrowed his eyes. ”What do you mean?”

”Father, why are you wasting time with him? Just break his limbs and snatch the item.” A boy standing behind Hot Rod said with a malicious expression. He stared at Kadyn as he was an ant; his face was filled with disdain and arrogance.

”Haha, don't mind him. My son is a little hot-tempered.” Hot Rod chuckled and turned towards Kadyn. ”Though he is a little impatient, what he said is true. I came here for something. Give it to me.”

”What is the thing that sir Hot Rod wants?” Kadyn curled his lips as he asked. Though he wanted to thrash this father and son duo, he controlled his urge. He needed to know the purpose behind their visit.

”I want the Black Iron you bought from the auction.” Hot Rod said and went on. ”Don't let me repeat, or it won't do you any good.”

”Why do you want Black Iron? It is just a common rank metal. It might be precious for an Elementary Artisan, but someone like you… it isn't anything special.” Kadyn asked with his glittering eyes. It seems there was something that he was unaware of. If Hot Rod had gone to this extent for just that metal, it must be something very precious. Is that not a chunk of Black Iron? Kadyn thought. Then said, ”I'll give you the metal after you tell me why you want it.”

”You don't know what's good for you, brat.” Artisan Hot Rod sneered and a rune appeared over his forehead. Simultaneously, a horrifying aura dawned over Kadyn. ”I've given you a chance, but you ignored my kind gesture. Don't blame me for being ruthless now, kneel!” he shouted.