Chapter 447: President of the Blacksmiths Association

The atmosphere in the smithy was suppressed. Bright eyes stared at Amic, but he felt that the thoughts in his brain were clearly understood by Zhang Xing.
My heart was cold, and an irritable (love) anger suddenly emerged. Just when I wanted to change the subject, someone shouted after hearing (body sh n): "Master Amici, the President will see you!"
Looking back at the man, he is the second-level blacksmith of the Blacksmiths Guild, Roops.
"How is Moore's condition?"
Amici asked anxiously, worried.
Amici and President Mort have been friends for many years. This blacksmith shop was opened with the help of Mort.
Last month Moore suddenly fell ill. He invited Audley, the most famous fourth-level pharmacist of the Pharmacist Guild, and he didn't see much for half a month.
This will send someone suddenly, is it ...
Some unknown hunch appeared.
"I'm afraid President Mort is ... no more!"
Ropps answered heavily.
"Where's Audley Pharmacist?" Amici asked.
"He can't do anything!" Ropps shook his head.
The two fell into a brief silence.
"Excuse me, what is it like?"
Zhang Xing curiously.
Hearing the sound, Luo Pusi saw Zhang Xing's appearance is also mistaken.
"Who is this?"
"He ... he's a friend of mine."
Amicchi didn't dare to treat Zhang Xing as a shop buddy.
He nodded and said, "Rops said:" I can't find out what the disease is, so I can't take the medicine. "
"Well, let's take a look together. We don't know medicine, it's no use trying to break our heads."
Amicchi waved his short and strong arm and walked out first.
Zhang Xing followed, and first looked at the situation. If he could, he would help. The president of the Blacksmiths' Guild should know that there is a black market, maybe he is a regular customer.
The three men walked for more than ten minutes and came to a small building with a large area. This is the forge division.
Luopusi led the two to the second floor. When they entered, they were in a hall. Dozens of old men were sitting in chairs and talking softly.
Seeing Amic, many people nodded friendly.
The door of a room in the middle of the hall was hidden, and a heavy breathing sound could be heard clearly.
"Master Amici, go in alone."
Ropps opened the door and whispered.
Zhang Xing glanced in, and found no space, and sat down to take care of himself.
A few minutes later, Amici came out with a pained expression and came to an old man.
"Sir Audley, is there really no cure for Moore?"
Shaking his head: "I've done my best ..."
Audley's reputation in Wanwu City can be described as famous, and he is authoritative in treating diseases and saving people.
What he said was the law, and no one doubted it.
Now that you're doing your best, it means that Mort is really not working.
They sighed and shook their heads, and another top four forging master was missing, which was the loss of Wanwu City, and the loss of the entire forge division.
"Mr. Audley, Moore has no children and half daughters. I have only one friend in my life. If you think about it, I beg you ..."
Amicchi choked up, his eyes flushed.
"Ah! President Mort can't live until dawn, you guys are ready for fun!"
Audrey Pharmacist didn't want to say this, but it was the case, not to mention the result.
Now it is silent, and a sad (qing) mood pervades the entire hall for a while. After hearing the final judgment, many people's eyes still have the last expectation ((ddng) ddng).