Chapter 1655 - How Dare You Beat My Man Up

Chapter 1655: How Dare You Beat My Man Up

Cyril looked at Rom. He frowned. Is he really an iron fool? He doesn't even want a million?

"This is how things are, Master Rom, Young Master Cyril wants to invite you to join his forging shop. As long as you agree, you can receive 1,000,000 copper coins as your compensation. All you need to do is sit in the shop every day. It's such an easy job," the middle-aged man told Rom with a chuckle.

He wasn't able to rush back into the city before sunset, and happened to witness the people from the city lord's castle come out to welcome Rom into the city. He heard some news about Master Rom from some of the peddlers, so he went into the city early in the morning to look for Cyril. After asking around everywhere, they finally managed to find Master Rom in the afternoon at Mamy Restaurant.

He only knew that Rom should be a very outstanding blacksmith, but he had no concept of specifically how outstanding. However, 1,000,000 copper coins wasn't a small sum, even more so for a blacksmith.

Joss went up, and seriously said, "Master Rom has already rejected your invitation. Please do not disturb him further."

Joey, who was standing by the side, was also dumbfounded with Cyril and his henchman. 1,000,000 copper coins? Who would come looking for Master Rom with only 1,000,000 copper coins in his pocket expecting a weapon to be made? He wouldn't even have the cheek to ask, much less to hire him to work.

Back then, when the Roth Empire wanted to hire Master Rom, they offered a huge amount of money and the status of a duke, but even that didn't work.

The other people who knew who Rom was looked at Cyril the same way.

"Is he a fool? Why did the Moreton Family choose such a person as their heir?" Harrison asked softly.

"Hehe, you don't know this. Back then, President Jeffree chose the first young master, Lance, to be the heir, and this second young master was basically just living off the family. After that, Lance suddenly gave up business, and went to become a teacher, so this second young master became the heir.

"Lance almost cut off all ties with President Jeffree just to become a teacher, so this second young master practically became the future master of the family without doing anything. Since no one could threaten his position, he went from bad to worse, and is still a wastrel. This behavior is already pretty normal," Gjerj said with a chuckle. "But that's no longer the case. I heard that the president has been considering transferring the heirship to his oldest granddaughter recently."

"Another Scheer Buffett from the Moreton Family?" Harrison exclaimed.

"Probably. If I were President Jefree, even if I were to get a pig to be heir, it would be better than this young master. At least a pig isn't that stupid," Gjerj mocked softly.

Seeing that Rom was ignoring him, Cyril suddenly pulled a face. How could a dwarf henchman use such an arrogant tone to talk to him? He shouted, "What do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like this?"

Joss glanced at Cyril coldly. Although he only reached Cyril's waist, as a blacksmith who grew up in a forging shop, he was very adept with the use of the big hammer, and was not at all afraid of weak humans like him. He even thought that he could fight 10 Cyrils alone.

Of course, the most important part was that he would not allow anyone to humiliate Master Rom!

Joey had the same expression, and was even gripping the hammer he carried on his back.

From the looks of it, Gloria has a high chance of winning. Mag watched everything that was happening outside with a smile while standing in front of the restaurant window.

He was not worried that Master Rom would be humiliated by Cyril. After all, Dicus was around, and if Master Rom were to leave because of Cyril, Michael would probably tear the latter apart.

The customers who knew who Rom was looked at Cyril pitifully. If this matter spread to those who wanted weapons from Master Rom, Cyril would probably become a rare treasure hunted by them in an attempt to curry Master Rom's favor.

The funniest part was that that fellow had no idea at all.

The man who brought Cyril over saw Cyril blow up, and knew that the deal was off. If he wasn't careful, he might even end up offending Cyril. He thought quickly, and put on an angry expression, pointing his finger at Joss as he shouted, "Don't push your luck! I think you're just too tired of living— Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Crack!

After the crisp sound, Joey loosened his grip on that man's deformed and fractured finger as he continued standing in front of Master Rom to protect the latter.

Cyril jumped back. When he saw that man's drooping finger, his eyelids twitched. However, this was Chaos City, after all. He regained all his confidence, and howled, "How dare you beat my man up! Today, I will—"

"Cyril, Master Rom is the city lord's distinguished guest. You'd better be more respectful." Just then, Dicus, who was standing slightly at the back, spoke up.

"It's Sir Dicus. I didn't expect you to be here." Cyril was stunned when he saw Dicus. He could recognize this city lord's castle official, and his father even reminded him that Dicus was the city lord's confidante, and should not be trifled with.

However, he quickly came to his senses. He looked at Dicus in shock, then at Rom, and said, "You mean he's the city lord's distinguished guest?"

"Master Rom is the most famous forging master on the entire Norland Continent. No matter where he went, he would be the guest of honor and a distinguished guest," Dicus said sternly. He looked at Cyril a little speechlessly as his heart went out for Jeffree for a moment. How did he father such a son?

Cyril's eyelid started twitching violently upon hearing that. At first, he thought Rom was just some impressive dwarven blacksmith. Never would he have thought that this fellow would have the city lord's castle behind him.

Cyril previously attempted to get into Chaos City's underground world during Bennett's arrest, but Bowen and his son's arrest served as a warning bell to him. After that, he quickly sent the "friend" who suggested that to the city lord's castle, and that was how he escaped a beating from his father.

However, he did not expect that he would trifle with the city lord's guest of honor just after a turn around the corner.

"I see. I'm so sorry for my impudence. It seemed like Master Rom has no intention to be my forging shop's senior consultant. I will not bother you then. Goodbye." Cyril quickly left after bidding farewell.

He finally understood that he was the real iron fool.

Dicus looked at Rom apologetically, and said, "I'm so sorry, Master Rom, this person…"

"It's alright. Weird people exist. I wouldn't stoop to their level," Rom said with a shake of his head.

Upon hearing that, Dicus smiled. The master was of a different level indeed.

"You fool! You almost did me in!" Back in the horse-drawn carriage, Cyril kicked the man who was holding onto his fractured finger while following behind.

"I was wrong. I was wrong…" That man held his hand and sat in a corner, his face full of grievance as his body shook from fear.