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Chapter 41 of 74

Chapter 41

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“Oh, sorry. We bothering you or something?”

“No, it’s nothing like that… it’s just that due to the circumstances, my granddad can no longer smith.”

“… a visitor, Rurika?”

While we were in the middle of our conversation, someone that seems to be an attendant pushes an older, refined gentleman in a wheelchair out from the estate.

Didn’t expect there to be wheelchairs here in this world.

That’s true, but you think he’ll let me? I don’t think he trusts me much.

I guess I can only try.

I slowly raise my hand.

“Umm, excuse me. I’m wondering if I can take a closer look.”

“What?”

“Boy, the hell you sayin’? You think you can do something about it?”

Ah, Wayne’s totally on his guard against me.

“It’s alright! Yukihisa has taught my village how to make a cure for Bloodflower, the disease that had always been plaguing us. And in his body resides the Holy Dragon too. Perhaps they can help you, Grandpa Wayne.”

I feel you, Arleaf, but he doesn’t trust me enough.

Plus, all that stuff about the Holy Dragon? No way he’d believe you.

Wayne now looks at me with suspicious eyes.

“I don’t know how the hell you deceived Arleaf and the rest’a them, but you ain’t gon’ trick me.”

Well, of course you’d react like this. You’re distinguishing at the very least, if not eccentric.