the weapons I forge may have some flaws

After dinner, Clark left.

There are still a lot of miscellaneous tasks in the territory waiting for him to deal with.

He asked the housekeeper to contact the merchant who sells iron ore.

The merchant did not contact, but unexpectedly found that there are many iron ores among the people of Williams territory.

Most of the iron ore mines in the territory were contracted out by him before.

Because he can't support the development of Williams territory's mineral veins.

Purchasing iron ore cost Clark a total of six hundred gold coins.

Plus all kinds of miscellaneous smelting objects in the blacksmith shop, it cost him more than a hundred gold coins.

The remaining gold coins were all used to maintain the daily operation and repair of the territory.

Clark, lying in the chair, sighed.

It's hard to know the value of every coin until you're in charge of the household.

Only after being in charge of the household does one know how precious every gold coin is.

He must think of a way to earn some gold coins.

.....

A comfortable room, warm temperature.

No longer having to look at the slave merchant's face for a little bit of black bread.

This is a day that Erica dared not even dream of.

Such a life has been going on for several days.

Anna, lying next to her, obviously had a similar expression.

They originally came from the same tribe and lived together as villagers in a village.

Their original life trajectory should have been to marry an ordinary Cat Person and then have one or two children, living a peaceful life.

However, the army of the Drakes Kingdom flattened their village.

The resisting Cat People were mercilessly killed.

Many human soldiers enjoyed the adult females of the Cat People in front of them.

If it weren't for the centurion of the Drakes Kingdom army who saw that they were still underage and looked haggard and easy to be played with.

They would not have been sold to the slave merchant intact.

So far, the two have been like having a very long nightmare.

Now, they suddenly live a peaceful life.

It's not that they haven't thought about escaping, but the heavy collar around their necks is a constant reminder.

Once they escape, all they face is cold death.

"Erica, when I was in the village, I actually hated you."

Anna suddenly spoke, her tone somewhat low, as if afraid of being overheard.

Erica did not respond, just curled up in the corner of the bed, tightly holding the warm and fragrant quilt in front of her.

"You are quiet and good-looking, and the boys in the village all like you."

"Unlike us wild girls, we play crazily with the boys and learn hunting."

"So when I saw you caught with me, I actually had a strange feeling, as if we suddenly became equal."

"Those soldiers killed my parents, I hate all humans."

"It's them who took everything from me!"

"But the ridiculous thing is, it's a human who gave us a peaceful life again."

Anna's tone dropped.

"Actually, I understand, although I don't know what this human noble has in mind, but the warmth at the moment is real."

"Maybe he treats us as playthings, wanting to see us fall from heaven to hell... But we have already experienced hell, haven't we?"

"Wearing this slave collar, we can't resist any thoughts of the master."

"Even suicide is impossible, it's really ridiculous."

Faced with the chattering Anna, Erica did not speak.

She pitied Anna for what she had gone through, but she couldn't help but think about the fact that she didn't have parents.

She also understood very well.

She is actually in the same situation as Anna.

Ridiculously, both she and Anna.

There is no way to resist the current fate.

The gentle smile of Clark appeared in her mind.

Perhaps, this seemingly gentle young human, will be different?

"Sleep."

"No matter what, at least we are doing well now, right?"

Anna covered her face with the quilt.

She was not balanced in her heart.

She said so much, but there were still some things unsaid.

Clark let a priest treat Erica regardless of the cost.

She saw Clark give the priest seven or eight gold coins.

This is already more than the price of buying them, which is not a good deal.

But Anna just didn't want to say it.

She wanted Erica to taste the feeling of being worried together.

After all, only Erica was treated this way.

She, who is healthy, just got the same food as Erica.

Damn Erica, whether in the village or outside.

Erica always gets more than her.

Anna has worked hard too.

...

"Green?"

In the spacious blacksmith shop, Clark was sitting at a table, looking at this dwarf with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

A week of good food and drink made Green realize that the noble in front of him is a generous person.

He is very different from the nobles Green knows.

"Respected master, Green is here."

Green sincerely respects Clark.

Clark has provided him with a life a thousand times better than what he had with the slave merchant, and does not even restrict his freedom.

To be precise, just the food and fruit wine provided by Clark make his life even more comfortable than when he was in the dwarf village.

So, working for Clark causes him no psychological distress.

In the blacksmith shop, Green naturally understands Clark's intentions.

Most dwarves are qualified blacksmiths.

And he is not only a blacksmith but also an inheritor of a legacy known as the Courageous Forge.

However...

"Take a look at this blacksmith shop, what do you think?"

"Not bad."

Clark sighed, showing a sorrowful expression.

"You know too, the Williams territory is not such a wealthy fief."

"You wouldn't want the Williams territory to go bankrupt and no longer be able to eat white bread and fruit wine, right?"

Green's expression suddenly became uncomfortable.

To be honest, he has already started to get used to his current somewhat luxurious life.

The treatment Clark can give him is better than many blacksmiths.

He is not even a commoner, just a slave.

Clark did not force him to work with a slave collar, and he is actually very grateful in his heart.

"Master, I also want to contribute my strength."

"But the weapons I forge may have some flaws."