Chapter 242: Drinking the Draught of Forgetfulness_4

"Why do we have to come again..."

"No one gets tired, do they?"

They grumbled while complaining, their eyes fell on Baruk, and they couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Look at this guy, like a goblin." A Hell Dwarf sneered, curling his lip.

"Drunkard Baruk... Does he really think he can earn the favor of Lord Demon King? Has this guy forgotten how he was thrown out in the first place?"

"Hahaha!"

Baruk ignored the laughter, continuing his work silently.

The dwarves saw he reacted like a block of wood and quickly lost interest, dismissively turning away from this unapproachable fellow.

Meanwhile, on the other side, deep within the Black Wind Castle's Magic Crystal Cannon Factory, the esteemed Lord Demon King, accompanied by the goblin factory manager, was inspecting the newly established workshops of the factory.