121 Learn Blacksmithing From Me (2/2)
Sherlock saw Arthur, three Goblins without green names, and three unclothed gamers standing in a corner.
Though they were wearing Goblin armor, black and white fur was peeping out from the helmets. The eyes were different from that of Goblins as well. They were Hamsters.
The three Hamsters spoke in voices that suggested inhalation of Helium.
”Lord Sherlock!”
”We're pitiful!”
”Are there things to eat?”
Arthur stood out and said to the Hamsters, ”We've completed your request. This is Lord Sherlock of Eternal Kingdom.”
”Eternal Kingdom Dungeon?”
”Lord Sherlock has a Dungeon?”
”Where's the food?”
The three Hamsters spoke at the same time.
”Pom, pom, pom.”
…
A slim Goblin named Raintea sat on a pile of soil at the flowerbed.
Little Fairy sat on her bed and looked at the sad Goblin who was sitting in front of a wilted flower and wiping her tears.
This Goblin would always cry silently every time the flowers wilted.
The other gamers observed from a distance. They wanted to console Raintea, but they were wary of Little Fairy spitting at them.
Little Fairy stood up and walked towards the wilted flower.
The gamers retreated when Little Fairy advanced.
She squatted down and used her white fingers to touch the wilted flower, which came back to life after that.
Raintea looked dumbstruck at Little Fairy who rose up, shut her eyes, hugged her arms, and looked proud.
”Humph! It's not because you're sad. I saved the flowers because I pitied them. Don't be mistaken!”
Little Fairy waited for a while, but Raintea didn't respond. She said, ”What a rude Goblin! You're indeed an evil Underworld creature!”
”Sorry! No, thank you!” Raintea said as she returned to her senses.
”Humph! I don't intend to keep you as my disciple. You look like someone when you cultivate the plants. Cultivation is not done like that! Fool!”
The surrounding gamers shouted in anger, ”Why are you scolding her? She's my Raintea goddess!”
Little Fairy spat saliva.
”Ke—Pui!”
…
The furnace was lit with fire in the Blacksmith Shop as Simba worked on the Diamond Seam. Standard equipment was created like a water flow from the Magic Furnace.
There was a long queue outside. They were the novice gamers waiting to buy equipment.
Simba had dark eye rings as he hadn't rested for three days. He hadn't even smoked for three days!
He didn't have time. Since the novice gamers arrived, the stockpiled equipment was all sold. The Goblin worked like crazy excavating and carrying bricks. Once they received bronze coins, they came to him to buy equipment.
They were thin with hunger and looked as though a breeze would blow them away. Why did they not buy food? Why were they suffering from hunger? They should buy food to eat and a bed to rest!
What was the use of buying equipment? Were they able to be Gladiators?
”Pom.”
He hammered extremely hard as he felt angrier the more he thought about it. Why did he have to work harder than the Goblins with a pittance?
He looked at the Goblin, SealHeadLingChong, in front of him. He was taken aback.
Yes! The crazy workaholic Goblins!
”Hey!”
”Ah?” SealHeadLingChong was stunned as he gazed at Simba who hailed him.
”You look pretty. Why don't you learn Blacksmithing from me?” Simba asked.
”Ah—!”
The group of Goblins behind rushed forward.
”Teach me! I want to learn Blacksmithing!”