Although Count Capet didn't want to figure out how Locke could practice magic, another question came to his mind. "Although you've become a level-3 mage, it's difficult for you to obtain so many good weapons and medicine in a short time."
Locke chuckled and said slowly, "I'm lucky to find a black iron mine in the territory. Moreover, there is an excellent forger and a healer in the territory now."
The black iron mine?
Hearing this, Count Capet was slightly shocked. He didn't care about the healer and the forger. After all, there were also some in Kabia City, but the black iron mine was different. Even the families in the county town would be jealous of a black iron mine. Although Locke was a level-3 mage, he was nothing in front of those big families.
Thinking of this, he looked a little more serious and said, "My son, don't expose the matter of the black iron mine, or it will cause others to covet it."