Chapter 1519: Eh? Master, are you lost too?

"Master, why are we going to the city of chaos? Just for the fat fish?" Joey asked Roma master to take off the heavy cotton coat and whispered.
Jos, who was making a bed, also looked at Roma. Although it was more than a month before the original plan, the news that Master Roma had left Eisenburg was still a big shock. Many people specially sent them off, including many visitors who had been waiting at the door for a long time.
The master of Roma, who has never left the door, left the forge that has been around for hundreds of years. The incident itself is very strange.
The choice of destination as a city of chaos is even more amazing.
There is no special experience there in the master's life.
Joey and Jos can probably guess for some reason. Since the last Mr. McGonagall came, Master Roma has been preparing for the move.
"It’s a fat fish that makes me figure it out. I have lived for forging in my life. I forged a weapon that is worthy of chasing and chasing. I also got some fame, but it’s falling on me, except for never ending. The order and the request did not bring substantial benefits.
When I was still awake, I also wanted to live in a fresh place. For the rest of the time, I just wanted to make another weapon, a weapon different from the past. Master Roma sat on the edge of the bed and smiled.
"Those commissions that I received before..." Joey whispered.
"I pushed it all, I have no time to help them with those things." Rom shook his head and smiled. "That's not what I want to do. This last weapon, they don't deserve to stay. Give someone who has a relationship."
"Yes." Joey nodded, his eyes sorrowful with a few eggs.
Jos is also standing silently, not knowing what to say.
"Dwarf, after all, it is dying. I have lived for more than four hundred years, long enough." Rom looked at the two and smiled and said: "I have never received a good apprentice, you two I also ate a lot of hardships with me. The next day, study hard, learn how much, and look at your skills and endurance."
"Yes." Joey and Jos quickly promised that their eyes were shining.
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"Master, these bad guys are too much, or kill them some, anyway, it is also a waste of food and air." Basti prison, Connie followed Rex, watching the jail of the overcrowded There is no way to block the stench of the nose, frowning.
"Killing a person is the most tolerant punishment for the crimes he committed." Rex said with a blank expression of the hand of a prisoner trying to unlock it, while continuing to move forward.
"What is it that they are raised here?" Connie was puzzled.
"Let them not die so happy." Rex replied calmly.
Connie glanced at the jail in the fight. Seven or eight prisoners were stuffed into the cell where they could only stay two people. No matter how comfortable they were, they couldn’t live comfortably and comfortably.
"Master, I am going home the next day, will you go back with me?" Connie walked a few steps, followed the pace of Rex, whispered, looking at him with some gaze.
"No." Rex's answer is as simple as ever.
"Master, you may lose your apprentice forever." Connie rolled her eyes.
"Nothing, I think so every time you go out."
"Goodbye to you!" Connie turned away with some indignation.
ten minutes later.
"Hey? Master, how did you get to me?"
Twenty minutes later.
"Hey? Master, how so smart?"
Thirty minutes later.
"Hey? Master, are you lost too?"
Rex: "..."
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Marquis Manor, in a magnificent hall, Bowen squats back and forth in the hall, beaming his face, saying to himself: "Oh, this guy, I still plunged myself into it."
"Master, Bennet is, after all, a member of our Marquis family. Will this cause some bad influence on us and even affect us?" The old butler was somewhat worried.
"He is a mean child who is a girl, for fear that others don't know his identity, and that he is a Marquis family, not the position of my patriarch. But I knew that his money is not right, afraid that he will sooner or later. One day, we will be hurting us, and let the family's industry still have people to draw a line with him. Even if he has committed a big thing, it has nothing to do with our Marquis family." Bowen smiled easily.
"The lord has a foresight." The old butler quickly arranged the flattering, thought about it, and said: "Master, although the brothels and gambling houses opened by Bennet have been sealed, but his men have also washed white in these years. Less industries, such as the tea house, and a few gold shops and medicinal materials shops, can be valuable paving and business. He went in here, gambling houses and brothels are definitely gone, but those shops and industries, we ......"
"Since he has already gone in and made such a big thing, most of them will not come out. These industries are naturally our Marquis family." The smile on Bowen's face became more and more brilliant, stopping and watching. The old butler said: "You are going to the emergency accountant and the staff, and we will go to those shops and industries tomorrow morning."
"Yes." The old housekeeper responded and turned and walked away.
"I really help me, not only in addition to the harm of Bennet, but also gave me such a gift. The Mai Mai restaurant is not a good person, but it is really good to thank him." Bowen laughed happily and received these industries from Bennet. The strength of the Marquez family will be improved, and the gap between the Morton and Buffett families will be shortened.
"Unfortunately, those gambling houses and brothels, that is the real money tree." Bowen was a little sorry, but he knew what Bennet was going to make.
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In the city's main government, there is also a light in the secret room.
"I don't participate in the house of the Grey Temple, but the event at the Mai Mi Restaurant should be properly handled. Although the two tempers have recently become better, they have begun to stay alive, but they are about to leave for the Twilight Forest. That is the matter of the situation in Nolan, we must ensure that their rear is worry-free." Michael looked a little dignified and looked at Roland.
"I will thoroughly investigate the patrol department. Although there is no evidence that Gordara is involved, I have transferred him to the reserve department to take up a post, and the supervision work of various departments will soon be carried out." Roland The fingers draw a circle on the desktop, with a bit of self-blame: "We spend too much energy on the outside, thinking that the system can make everything work perfectly, but it does not see through the hearts of people."