"An ancestral craft?"
Sol's old face flushed red, and he scratched his head embarrassedly, "It's not really appropriate in a public place like this..."
Jiang Han frowned, "What's wrong with you making some equipment?"
"Make equipment? Oh..."
Sol let out a long "Oh," "Is that what you meant, sir? I thought..."
"You thought what?"
"I thought you meant making..."
Sol coughed twice, his eyes darting around, "Um, pots and pans."
Jiang Han: "..."
So, what exactly are you guys doing when you're bored in the dense forest?
No wonder your population is so sparse.
"Forget it, anyway, you understand what I mean now, right?" Jiang Han said somewhat helplessly.
"Of course, sir, we will definitely carry out your will to the end. I'll go and inform the other members of the clan right away."
Sol said with a solemn expression.
It's fine to play around, but don't joke about the gods.
He wouldn't be the slightest bit ambiguous about this matter.
"Go ahead."
Jiang Han waved his hand.
Sol hummed a cheerful tune and walked out happily.
Jiang Han thought for a while and decided to go to the Duke's mansion. The importance of the dwarf clan was beyond doubt, and he needed to discuss it with Sophia, since the mistress of the West District was still this member of the royal family.
Moreover, the title of nobility and the specific designated land location were also key to settling the dwarf clan.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just as the two of them left, heavy knocking on the door rang out.
Aaron had already taken off the meticulously crafted rice uniform he had been wearing and replaced it with a cornbread uniform.
After thinking it over, he felt that he might have been focusing on the wrong thing. The dwarf clan liked rice before because resources were scarce.
But after staying in the city for a long time, their horizons naturally broadened.
This time, I'll dress up as cornbread. I don't believe you won't be tempted!
Aaron was full of confidence. Even if it didn't work this time, he had several top tailors make other clothes, so he could wear them all to his heart's content... no, there would always be a dwarf who liked them.
It's just...
Why has there been no response after knocking on the door for so long?
Logically speaking, even if they didn't like him, with the dwarf clan's bad temper, they should have smashed him with a hammer by now.
This isn't right...
"Mike."
Aaron looked at the guard beside him with some suspicion, "Where are Sol and the others?"
"Reporting, sir, Sol and Lord Ye Han should have left together," Mike said respectfully.
"Left?"
Aaron was shocked, "Where did they go? Did they say? Are they leaving Wind Leaf City?"
He had used all his skills, and if they just ran away like this, wouldn't it be all for nothing?
"No, they're still in the city," Mike shook his head.
"That's good."
Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, "There's still a chance."
Mike hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Sir, although it might be a little impolite to say this, I personally think you should stop bothering."
"Why?"
Aaron glanced at him, "Don't you think I won't succeed? Have you ever heard the saying, 'Where there's a will, there's a way'? As long as I persevere..."
"That's not it. It's just that Lord Ye Han came over earlier, and Sol agreed to stay in Wind Leaf City," Mike honestly said before Aaron could finish speaking.
"What?"
Aaron was stunned, "Say that again."
"I said, Lord Ye Han came over earlier, and the dwarf clan has already agreed to stay," Mike repeated.
"No... Impossible, right?"
Aaron stammered, feeling completely out of sorts, "I've been messing around for so many days without success, and Ye Han has only been here for a few minutes at most. Don't make up stories like that."
"You're telling me it's settled just like that?"
"It's true, sir," Mike emphasized, "The reason they left was to discuss how to settle down."
"So... you don't need to bother with it anymore."
Mike glanced at Aaron's face, which was wrinkled from being squeezed by the cornbread uniform, and said euphemistically, "You are, after all, the city lord of our Wind Leaf City. It's really a bit..."
Mike didn't dare to say the rest.
But both of them knew it very well.
It was really embarrassing!
Aaron wanted to retort, but the cornbread clothes on his body were crooked in the wind, making his head ache, making all words seem so pale and powerless.
He was silent for a long time and asked, "How did he do it?"
Mike shrugged, "Reporting, sir, I don't know. Anyway, Lord Ye Han said a few words, and Sol happily agreed. It didn't seem like anything special."
"..."
Aaron fell silent again.
He didn't say anything, just silently turned and left.
"Sir, where are you going?" Mike shouted loudly.
"I'm going to find a job in the circus," Aaron waved his hand, his voice lonely.
In the sunlight, his shadow was particularly round.
...
At the same time.
Duke's Mansion.
"Your Highness, you should know that granting the title of viscount or higher must be approved by the royal family. And right now, we haven't even seen this Ye Han in person, so making a decision is really difficult for us."
"Your Highness, please understand, we are also acting under orders."
"Moreover, this Ye Han is too arrogant. We are royal special envoys, specially sent to Wind Leaf City by Prince Karami's order. Now that we can't even see him, there's really no way to grant the title."
Jiang Han and Melz had just entered when they heard arguing.
At this moment, standing in front of Sophia were several men in gorgeous robes.
The one in the lead wore gold-rimmed glasses, looking like a refined scoundrel.
"So, you're using Karami's name to pressure me, is that what you mean?" Sophia's tone was cold, and there was some anger in her beautiful eyes.
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses slowly pushed up the glasses on his nose and said lightly, "Not at all, Your Highness."
"But you should be clear that we represent Prince Karami's will. Without our approval, there's really no way to grant this viscount title."
"Of course."
He smiled slightly and said faintly, "Prince Karami is infatuated with you, you know that already. I believe that as long as you open your mouth and talk to the prince at his mansion, this matter can definitely be resolved."
"I just don't know what sincerity Your Highness can offer."
"Tell him to give up that idea as soon as possible," Sophia said coldly, "Even if all the men in the world died, I could never have anything to do with him."
"Oh, Your Highness, that's really a pity."
The young man with glasses sighed, "Your Highness, the prince repeatedly told us to help you well, but your current attitude is really making it difficult for me."
"Difficult?"
Just then, a clear voice suddenly came from the door:
"I think you should just stop trying!"
