Chapter 1: Departure and Reunion

The cold night wind echoed in the courtyard with a whistling sound. After a long struggle, several fallen leaves still fell slowly from the branches. A big foot stepped on the fallen leaves inadvertently, and the crisp sound suddenly broke the tranquility of the night. A faint female inquiry came from the small wooden house not far away. Although it was elegant and beautiful, the sound brought the majesty of the superior, which opened the distance between people.

"Madam, Nicholas apologizes to you!" Even though he acted arrogantly on weekdays, Nicholas, who was kneeling at the door of the wooden house, was trembling as if he was to slaughter. After waiting for a while, seeing that the woman in the wooden house did not speak, he could only continue with a tough bullet and said, "I'm sorry, that Victor is actually a fake, but the lady stopped me from acting, so..."

"I have heard about the incident, you don't need to repeat it again." The candlelight on the windowsill gradually became brighter, and the hazy figure reflected on the glass window was slightly whispering, "Since Christine did this, there must be her reason. You just need to obey the orders. I heard that she will go to Andorra in two months, so you can go with her at that time."

Even though he was dissatisfied, Nicholas did not dare to disobey the order, so he could only slightly turn his head. The figure on the window lattice paused and said in a deep voice, "In addition, since he was going to Andorra, then bring my letter to His Highness Cruise by the way - telling him that although the arms smuggling has been exposed, we can also provide him with new weapons as long as he has prepared enough gold coins."

"Madam means?" Nicholas was stunned for a moment, but then he realized, "You mean, let Master Maldini of the dungeon cast weapons for him? However, for the past few months, Maldini has been casting those weapons with all his might as well, so I am worried that he may not have time..."

"It's not that he has no time, he's just busy enjoying it." The figure on the window frame sneered and said with a sarcastic sarcastic voice, "Catch three hundred dark races and send them to the dungeon, so that Maldini can immediately expand the scale of casting. In addition, I'll send him a message for me. If the casting of those new weapons is not completed within half a year, then he can go to hell by himself!"

The anger in these words was not strong, but Nicholas had already shown a look of fear and closed his mouth as if he was silent. After a moment, he bowed his head respectfully and then slowly stood up and walked out. But at this moment, the figure in the window lattice suddenly coughed lightly and said lightly: "Nicholas, respect Christine, after all, she is my daughter. Moreover, with her presence, our plan to enter the Tower of Heaven will be much smoother."

"Yes, I will pay attention!" Nicholas paused and walked out of the courtyard slowly. The figure on the window frame was silent, and finally sighed softly and blew out the candles in the room. A few seconds later, the entire wooden house was shrouded in the darkness again, and only thoughtful whispers were still coming: "An Ruoran? It seems that he is a very potential young man... Then, maybe you can consider letting him join my camp."

Unknown that he had become a potential stock, An Ruoran was in a daze on his journey to the imperial capital. After a few days of rushing, the matters in Jiade City had been settled. Although His Highness Junan was so long-winded that he could compete with Tang Seng, he was doing things in a straightforward manner. After only half a day, Marquis Cole was successfully released from prison and reunited with Vivian. An Ruoran, as a powerful helper, was of course deeply grateful to the Cole family and gained a lot of benefits.

As for the investigation of arms smuggling, it was accompanied by the sudden death of Stan and Richard, and it was unsurprisingly stalemate. However, judging from the appearance of the dark elves and the dark werewolf, these weapons and equipment were obviously from the Northern Continent, and perhaps the masterpiece of the Northern Alliance. As for who the seller was, I don’t know now - in fact, perhaps some smart people have guessed that there is no evidence to prove this.

"But smart people don't live long, so it's better for us to be stupid." So on the slightly bumpy chariot, when Naya was almost saying that name, An Ruoran immediately pulled out a cigar and blocked its big mouth in time. Vivian seemed to be immersed in the sorrow of separation from her adoptive father, and she seemed depressed for several days, but when she saw Naya's interesting look in her mouth being blocked by a cigar, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

The two of them made a fuss for half an hour, and finally made the dull atmosphere lively. After being tired of playing, Naya simply got into Vivian's arms and sniffed comfortably. An Ruoran tidied up the crane robe and suddenly said seriously: "Okay, let's discuss the future arrangements. Vivian, after being the witness, are you still planning to follow me?"

The little loli looked at him with a strange look, as if she felt that this problem was extremely unnecessary. An Ruoran smiled and patted her little head gently: "Anyway, then how about we open a casting house in Andorra? If Miss Via is willing to help, we should be able to gain a foothold in Andorra."

In fact, An Ruoran really thought about this matter carefully - finding the Tower of Tongtian has reached a deadlock, and he has no specific goals at the moment, so using his advantages to start a casting business has become a good choice. This is not just for making money, but mainly hopes to improve the casting level through continuous casting. You must know that those rare materials often require tens of thousands of gold coins. If they only consume but not produce, he doubts how long he can last.

On the other hand, An Ruoran also hopes to establish a wide range of connections by selling high-quality products. Although clues from Tongtian Tower are difficult to obtain, I believe that after having enough widespread connections, some clues will always be accidentally transmitted to his ears. Furthermore, maybe the foundry industry is famous, and the messengers of Tongtian Tower will come to visit him. These are the real purposes other than making money.

"So after thinking about it for a few days, I still felt that opening a casting house is the most in line with our actual situation." He expounded his thoughts in one breath, and An Ruoran immediately looked at his two companions and solicited their opinions. Of course, Vivian had no objection. The little loli's biggest wish was to follow An Ruoran. However, Naya slowly sprayed out a smoke ring and hesitated: "It takes a lot of money to open a casting house. I don't know if we are around..."

"Mr. An, I'm afraid we're going to pause!" As the sound of knocking on the wall of the car, Jun An suddenly sighed helplessly outside the chariot. An Ruoran was slightly stunned. While ordering Gu Hu to slow down, he slowly opened the wall of the car: "Your Highness, it seems that we have only been walking for six hours today. Are we going to have dinner so soon?"

Junan shrugged helplessly and pointed to the road ahead. An Ruoran looked along his direction, but saw that the road not far away was full of convoys, as if there was a traffic jam. Junan sighed and said helplessly: "This road leads directly to the Miluo Reservoir, which is the necessary road to Andorra. However, according to the report of the Pathfinder, there seemed to be some situation on the Miluo Reservoir, so the road was blocked."

"It's not a solution to do this. Why don't we go over and take a look?" An Ruoran frowned slightly and jumped down from the chariot. Vivian picked up Naya, Junan and two servants, and everyone just walked all the way forward to see if there was another road to pass. However, to their disappointment, the Miluo Reservoir ahead covered the entire view, and it would be time-consuming to travel by detour.

"So, do you still have to go directly from the dam?" Looking at the entrance of the dam that was crowded like canned sardines, An Ruoran could only shake his head helplessly. But before he could turn around, a big hand suddenly put on his shoulder, and then a male voice full of surprise sounded: "An, is it really you bastard?"

The sound seemed very heavy, like a heavy blow to the war drum. So when An Ruoran heard it, he immediately turned his head and shouted "Frank" without thinking. Before he finished speaking, Frank had already picked him up suddenly, turned around in the air for several times, and laughed loudly, "I really didn't expect that I would meet you here-by-by-one, should I continue to come to our caravan as a guard?"

"After you said this, I suddenly remembered that I didn't seem to have given me the reward last time..." An Ruoran suddenly patted his forehead and stretched out his left hand and said, "Then there are two gold coins in total, please pay now! Then if you plan to continue hiring me as a guard, the price of fifty silver coins every day."

"Fifty silver coins are too expensive. How about you look at forty silver coins?" Before Frank could touch, the gentle female voice suddenly rang out. With dozens of eyes, Weiya, who was leaning lightly on the wheelchair, was slowly coming. Even in such a messy environment, this gentle woman was still blooming quietly like a lily under the night, passing tranquility and peace to everyone...

"Miss Weiya, are you in this caravan too?" An Ruoran was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but think of the joke he said goodbye that day, "Great, so according to the last agreement, I plan to borrow money from you!"

"Well, who are you?" Weiya shrugged her shoulders as if nothing had happened, and her faint smile contained a bit of naughty smell. "Usually, if someone borrows money from me, I will suddenly suffer from amnesia..."

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