Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

"That's right! I can tell the smell of the elf on you as soon as I smell it!" Hadyi shouted, and he was very excited at this moment.

Nancy's eyes widened, and she was panicked when her identity was revealed at first. Could it be that Ron had told others her identity.

This idea was dismissed when she saw Hadyi's appearance, as she also recognized the true identity of the top blacksmith.

The natural enemies of the elves are the dwarves.

For thousands of years, the elves and dwarves have lived together in a dense mountain forest.

In order to continue the survival of the race and for the space of survival, the two races have been at war with each other, and both regard the other race as their mortal enemy.

The people of the two tribes can easily tell each other apart. To put it in more popular terms, they all know each other!

Nancy gritted her teeth and stared at the opponent without giving in. Although she was only 18 years old and had never experienced a war, she had heard the elders of her clan talk about the abominations of the dwarves since she was a child, and her hatred of the dwarves was deeply ingrained.

"Damn dwarves, beasts living in caves! You are the ones who stink." Nancy used her knowledge to say the cruelest words.

However, Hadyi was not in pain, but rather disappointed. These were the gentlest words he had ever heard from the elves.

Recalling the past, when the elder of the elf clan opened his mouth, it was called cursing. The skills of other tribesmen are not even one-tenth of the elders. It seems that in the elf tribe, the harder you curse, the higher your status.

At this moment, Hadey judged that Nancy was an elf who had just left the forest, although he did not know the reason for wandering to the human country.

He said in a sarcastic tone: "I have long heard that the lord invited someone back who is proficient in alchemy. That Miss Nancy is talking about you, right? Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect it to be a little one from the elf tribe."

"You are the little one! You are as tall as me, how dare you say that? When I grow up, I will definitely surpass you! Little dwarf!" Nancy said angrily, and the last three words were particularly loud.

Hadyi felt bored and said calmly: "Give up, there is no one in the elf family taller than 1.5 meters."

"W-what?!"

Nancy's expression was like being struck by lightning, and her defense could be said to be vulnerable.

Hadyi curled his lips, that's it?

Now, the two are in the same situation, hiding their identities to survive in the human country, and they should temporarily put aside the hatred between races.

Of course, this was Hadey's unilateral idea. He didn't know that Nancy had already been identified by Ron.

"Elf, you came to me to build alchemy equipment, right? Give me the blueprints and pick them up in three days." Hadey spoke calmly and reached out to Nancy for the forging blueprints.

"I won't let the dwarves build my stuff!"

Nancy immediately refused. Although she had long heard that the dwarves' forging skills were the most powerful and it would be more useful to hand over the alchemy equipment to him, she was very reluctant.

"You little elf, don't talk like a dwarf. If my identity is exposed, you won't be able to run away!" Hadey glared at her.

As soon as these words came out, Nancy seemed to have caught the blind spot.

"Ron doesn't know your identity?" Nancy asked slyly.

"That's of course. Except that our dwarf race is a bit shorter, we are actually almost the same as the human race."

Hadyi suddenly woke up and turned to look at Nancy, who was smiling. A bad thought flashed through his heart, "Could it be you?"

"No, you are overthinking." Nancy knew what the other party wanted to say and denied it. Although Ron knew her identity, others in the mansion did not.

It's better to hide it now, and now that Hadyi has a handle, in Nancy's heart, the elves have defeated the dwarves at this moment!

"Do you still want to forge? I can tell you that no one in this land can match me in forging."

Hadyi seemed very confident. Seeing Nancy's hesitation, he added, "The lord asked you to come. I guess there is a task for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nancy handed over a stack of drawings and said reluctantly: "Thank you, Master Hadyi."

With that said, he ran out.

"Remember to pick it up in three days." Hadyi smiled. Such a polite elf opened his eyes. What were those he encountered before? A walking magic prop that sprays feces?

——

A few days passed like this.

"Miss Nancy's alchemy workshop has been set up 500 meters west of the mansion. The craftsmen invited from the town have already started work and it is expected to be completed within twenty days."

In the study, Egbert reported to Ron the recent situation.

Ron nodded and motioned for him to continue reporting other things.

"The address for the teaching class you want to organize has been selected. All you need to do is sign a contract with the head of the household. I have arranged for Blake to go there."

In the Arnold Territory, Ron, as the sole owner of the land, has absolute power.

This matter was done very quickly, and now we have to wait for the textbooks. The contents of the textbooks are biased towards literacy and digit arithmetic, which are not too advanced.

Ron is not arrogant enough to teach all the people in the territory to be like Joyce, that is unrealistic.

He only needs to let his subjects use the knowledge they have learned to enrich their lives and survive better.

When the style of learning spreads throughout the Arnold territory in the future, it will be easy to select the talents suitable for learning and then arrange for more advanced knowledge.

After reaching a certain standard, he will be absorbed into the Baron Mansion, work for Ron, and then develop the territory.

Therefore, setting up a school this time is a decision that must be successful.

Next, Egbert said a few more things, and finally handed over a letter and said: "This is a letter from the royal capital, delivered this morning."

Ron took it. It was the letter Michelle sent him. After Egbert finished reporting his work, he bowed and left. Ron opened the envelope.

There is not much content in the letter, except for some ordinary greetings, and something about Marquis Alfred.

The Marquis and Earl Eugene left the royal capital one after another and returned to their own territories. It is believed that the battle between the two sides will begin soon.

In other words, the talents that Marquis Alfred promised to send will soon come to Arnold Territory.

He thought for a moment and told Irene to invite Teresa.

After meeting, he asked: "Miss Teresa, are you still used to living here these days?"

Teresa replied calmly: "Excuse me, Lord Baron, I am living well."

"Ah That's good."

Ron said a few more pleasantries, and then mentioned the Marquis's affairs, "Your father has returned to the territory, and the battle with Count Eugene will begin soon."

Hearing this, Teresa's heart tightened, but she remained calm on the surface. She thanked, "Thank you for telling me this."

Ron waved his hand, "You should know this. Moreover, I promised the Marquis to take good care of you, and I also promised him to provide certain help."

Father, he asked the baron to take care of me?

Theresa's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and she heard Ron's last words again, why should a baron help a marquis.

She didn't think much about it, just taking it as the other person's words of comfort.

——

After today's class, Melitoya sat in the garden and thought about the homework the teacher left for her.

At this time, Irene happily came to Melitoya with two pudding-flavored popsicles.

"Little Meili, look what I brought you."

Melitoya turned her head and immediately showed a surprised expression, "Wow, it's a popsicle!"

"Haha, it's your favorite pudding-flavored popsicle." Erin handed an popsicle to Melitoya. She loved sharing her joy with others, which made her very satisfied.

The two of them licked the popsicles in unison, and the cold feeling spread from the tip of their tongues throughout their bodies, making people feel refreshed and cool.

"By the way, I saw you frowning just now. Did something happen to you?" Irene asked after eating halfway.

Hearing Irene's question, Melitoya stopped and replied with a grimace: "The teacher assigned an assignment, and I can't think of it."

"Sister Joyce? What kind of question is it?" Irene became interested. She recognized Joyce's intelligence, but this was just a question for little Meili. Isn't it easy for her to solve it?

Erin was excited at the thought of little Mellie looking at her adoringly.

"There are five puddings in total. We have to divide them among the four of us: brother, sister Erin, teacher, and me. How should we divide them correctly?"

Melitoya was very distressed. Originally she could just give the extra one to her brother, but thinking that her brother didn't seem to like eating pudding, this question became difficult to solve.

"It's easy!"

Erin found the answer in a flash of inspiration, and Melitoya set her sights on her.

"I can eat two! As long as I finish the extra pudding, the problem will be solved."

This answer made Melitoya look suspicious. After a period of education, she felt that the matter was not that simple.

"Little Meili, you have changed." Melitoya's eyes seemed to hit Irene, and she said in a low voice.

"Sister Eileen, that's not the case. I just" Melitoya looked flustered, but didn't know how to explain it.

"Forget it, eat some popsicles, they're almost melting." Erin urged as her emotions came and went quickly.

"Uh-huh."

Melitoya nodded vigorously. As long as Sister Irene was not angry, she bit into the cold popsicle. Suddenly, she looked startled, opened her mouth, and saw a small white cube standing on the popsicle.

Those are Melitoya's teeth!

"Woooo~" Melitoya's expression froze, and then she burst into tears, which shocked Irene next to her.

Erin noticed the unique teeth on the popsicle, her expression changed, and she had only one thought in her mind. The popsicle she made had pried off little Meili's teeth!

——

Residence hall.

A circle of people gathered around the sofa. Sitting on the sofa were Melitoya and Ron. Next to them was Irene, who lowered her head to admit her mistake.

Ron said angrily: "It's just a normal tooth replacement, why are you panicking?"

"Brother, am I really not going to die?" Melitoya asked cutely, her words leaking out.

"No, where did you hear that you will die if you lose your teeth? Irene said?" Ron said and his eyes fell on Irene next to him. This maid was the most stupid in the mansion.

Irene felt that she was wronged and shook her head repeatedly, "Young master misunderstood, it was not me who said it."

The reaction was so intense, because it was probably not her fault. Ron looked at Melitoya again and heard her say: "There used to be an old man next door to my house. He lost a tooth while eating. The next day Just left."

Ron: "."

Everyone: "."

"Pfft~"

A burst of laughter sounded suddenly, and Ron immediately turned his head to look. He thought it was Eileen, but was surprised when he saw the person coming.

Nancy: "Sorry, after listening for a while, I just couldn't help it."

"Weren't you staying in the room all the time? Why did you come out?" Ron asked. The alchemy workshop was still under construction, so Nancy still lived in the mansion.

"No, this is the list of materials. Collect them as soon as possible. I can make them right away after the workshop is set up." Nancy handed a long list to Ron and said.

Ron glanced at it, couldn't understand it, and then handed it to Egbert.

"Lord, all the things mentioned above can be purchased in the town." Egbert said with certainty.

"What about the cost?"

The list Nancy gave was for materials used to make artificial rainfall. These materials were different from what he knew, and it was unknown what effect they would have in the end. As a layman, he just had to trust the professionals.

Egbert calculated, "You can buy it with 20 silver coins."

If it's 20 silver coins for one area, it's too expensive. The fields in Arnold's territory were not that many, but they were plenty.

Seeing Ron frowning, Nancy said: "The thing I made can be used all the time. You only need to add powder to use it, about 10 copper coins each time."

Ron was delighted when he heard this, "So 20 silver coins is the cost of making something?"

"That's right."

You are truly worthy of being the owner of the blue quality entry. The title of King of Rags belongs to you, Nancy.

"Buy the materials for five pieces first, and then buy them after the finished product is finished and the effect is good. Egbert, arrange someone to do this." Ron settled the matter and then dismissed everyone.

Because of Melitoya's incident, everyone put down their work and now they are all busy working.

Ron looked at Joyce and said, "In addition to the necessary courses, teach some common sense."

"It was an oversight on my part. I will organize the information later and add common sense from the next class on," Joyce replied.

"Ah That's good."

Ron nodded, looked at her face, and said, "You need to have a good rest."

Joyce was startled, then bent down and responded. He said that he still had things to deal with and resigned.

In the hall, only Ron, Melitoya and maid Erin were left.

"Brother, have I caused trouble for you?" Melitoya said anxiously.

"There are no outsiders here, just call it what you want." Ron sat back on the sofa and said in a calm tone.

"Brother." Melitoya's eyes brightened, a smile appeared on her face, and her gapped white teeth appeared.

In her eyes, Ron saw dependence.

Melitoya has been dependent on her mother since she was a child. When her mother died, her "brother" appeared again. She regarded Ron as her only relative, and she let her dependence take its course.

There is no girl of the same age as Melitoya in the mansion. Although she has the best relationship with Irene, the age gap is too big, and there is a generation gap in many things.

Perhaps Melitoya should find a playmate of the same age?

But who should I turn to?

Ron was at a loss and forgot about the matter for the time being.

More than ten days later, Joyce approached Ron and asked how to proceed with the teaching class.