Chapter 1661 - I’ve Also Once Wanted To Roam The World With A Sword

Chapter 1661: I've Also Once Wanted To Roam The World With A Sword

Mag looked at Cyril calmly. He had already guessed the other party's motive for coming.

However, Mag was not a fool. He wouldn't go over to speak up for Cyril. It was only normal for him to add oil to the fire.

Mag didn't really like the Moreton Family, was a little unhappy with that old-fashioned president, and he really couldn't be bothered with Cyril, who suddenly appeared to show off his IQ. However, if he had the chance, he wouldn't mind lifting his foot up to kill that disgusting cockroach.

Of course, the most important thing was that if Cyril fell from grace, the heir would definitely be Gloria.

Mag was quite fond of this smart lady, and had decided to forge a deep friendship with her.

Of course, it was only in the business aspect.

Although Gloria was still inadequate in many ways compared to Scheer, Mag would rather interact with Gloria, whose wings weren't fully developed yet, than with the overly shrewd Scheer.

Men all prefer things they raised themselves.

Cyril looked at Mag vengefully. This fellow's disgusting tricks were just like Gloria's.

However, he could not blow up, and was even afraid to infuriate Mag at this juncture. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to live past tonight if Mag badmouthed him in front of Master Rom.

"Mr. Mag, I was at fault previously for enraging you time and again. I would hereby like to express my most sincere apology, and hope that you will not take it against me, and will put in a few good words for me in front of Master Rom," Cyril begged with a crying face. After that, he added, "I hope that you can help me on account of Gloria. I know you are quite close to her. I am her uncle, and I heard that you're still single. I can also be your wingman."

"Hm?" Mag looked at Cyril in shock. What is going on? After failing to ask for help, he's trying to sell his niece now?

"Hold on. Who said that I'm still single? My daughter is already four. Do you think I could have her myself?" Mag pressed his lips together, and looked at Cyril with a mocking smile as he said, "Also, Miss Gloria and I have the most innocent business partner relationship. We are quite close, and if I helped you, wouldn't I be breaking that relationship?"

"This matter concerns the Moreton Family's safety. Gloria is also on my side," Cyril quickly said.

"Are you a fool, or do you think I'm a fool?" Mag shut the door with a loud thud, and could not be bothered with Cyril anymore.

Mag had witnessed Master Rom's influence. When he was at Issen Castle, there would always be powerhouses lining up outside, begging for a weapon, and he was known as the dwarf that you could not offend because there would always be a group of crazy bodyguards finding a chance to curry favor with him.

Cyril, however, jumped out on his own to become the jester to let others claim the credit.

Mag didn't think that Cyril would really be hacked to death. The city lord would never let something like that happen on account of the Moreton Family. However, no one would let it slide so easily. Cyril would have to lose a layer of skin even if he didn't die.

As for whether Jeffree would still allow him to be a candidate to the heir of the Moreton Family, it would have to depend on whether he really wanted to let Gloria take the helm.

"Interesting." Mag went back to his seat with a smile. The teapot on the little stove was still steaming. He picked up the "Master of Secrets" that he was reading halfway, and continued reading. This book was really a good read compared to the Cthulhu Mythos series.

"Darn!" Cyril punched the tree by the restaurant with an ashen face as the veins on his forehead popped out.

After meeting with setbacks from Gloria and Mag, Cyril started to feel anxious as he saw the sun starting to set and the line forming in front of the restaurant.

It seemed too late to find someone to get him connections now.

Cyril looked at the customers chatting merrily at the door. He clenched his fists, and thought to himself, It seems like I'll have to apologize to that old fogey. I only have a single chance. I must get his forgiveness!

***

"Master Rom, we've already confirmed the place for the forging shop. There will be workers building the new forging shop based on your requirements. If you need anything, you can send someone to look for me. The city lord's castle will do its best to help you." Dicus looked at Rom with a smile, and said, "The city lord has organized a banquet tonight…"

"I thank the city lord for his help, but there's no need to trouble the city lord with the banquet. I'll just settle for something at Mamy Restaurant. I appreciate the kind intention," Rom rejected with a smile.

"The city lord knows that the food at the city lord's castle isn't good enough for you, so he has organized a banquet at Mamy Restaurant to welcome you. This is a private banquet, so he will only bring his family along," Dicus said with a smile.

Upon hearing that, Rom nodded with a smile, and said, "In that case, it would not be nice of me to reject. Of course, I would also like to thank Sir Michael personally for helping me with the things regarding the forging shop."

***

"Father, is the person we're going to meet today really Master Rom who made the Tian Du sword?" Vivian asked Michael excitedly.

"Yes. The location for Master Rom's new forging shop had been confirmed. It's near Aden Square." Michael nodded with a smile.

"Then can he also make me a sword too?" Vivian asked expectantly.

"I thought you've stopped practicing your swordsmanship for years."

"But I've also once wanted to roam the world with a sword…" Vivian said softly. "Besides, showing off a sword that's of the same league as the Tian Du sword is so impressive."

"There are so many swordsmen who begged in vain for a weapon. Even 10th-tier powerhouses don't get a chance, but a lass like you is asking for it so blatantly. How fearless." Michael let out a speechless laugh.

"I see… I was just kidding. It's not very convenient to go shopping with a sword. I was just kidding…" Vivian stuck her tongue out, and then curiously asked, "Since Master Rom is so great, why did he come to Chaos City?"

"Yeah, you've written him a letter years ago, and were rejected, right?" Michael's wife, who was sitting in front of him, asked curiously.

"We'll have to credit Boss Mag for being able to attract such a legendary forging master like Master Rom," Michael said with a smile.

"Boss Mag?" Vivian exclaimed. "What did he do?"

"According to Master Rom himself, he came to Chaos City because it was more convenient for him to have Boss Mag's steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers," Michael said with a smile.

"This reason… is very believable." Vivian nodded with understanding. "If it were me, I would also move over to Chaos City to be able to have spicy grilled fish every day no matter how far it was."

"This Boss Mag is quite capable," the city lord's wife said with a smile as she covered her mouth.

Vivian's eyes suddenly lit up. Smiling, she said, "Hey! Father, since Boss Mag could even make Master Rom come to Chaos City, why don't you get him to try getting talents from other fields to Chaos City as well? For example, the master from the demon tribe who's good at calculus, the fighting master from the orc tribe…"