Chapter 1781: Brain watt

"Are you from Fort Witchie?" Sherlock's eyes condensed, his eyes gleaming with suspicion.
Although the reaction was a bit intense, it was not an exaggeration.
Fort Witchcraft has been dominated by dwarves and goblins since the reign of the fairies. Because of its unique geographical conditions, few other races are willing to live in Fort Witchcraft for a long time. Over time, at the end of the reign of the fairies, Wei There are basically only residents of the two races of Dwarf and Goblin in Chi Castle.
In the following thousands of years, due to the threat of monsters on the sea line, the other races who went to live in Fort Witches were even rarer, and there was no record of the human races who liked ease and enjoyment.
Until the end of the melee, in order to resist the monsters running out of the dungeon and the unexplained disasters, some foreign legendary heroes traveled across the oceans and came to Fort Witch to join forces with the dwarves and goblins to fight against the disaster.
After everything subsided, most of the surviving foreign legendary heroes chose to cross the ocean and return home, and only a few of them remained.
In the thousand years since then, no foreigner has traveled to Fort Witch. The descendants of those who stayed at Fort Witch before the millennium either died in the dungeon, or their bloodline was diluted, so that their appearance and characteristics Purebred dwarves and goblins are no different.
It was not until Master Dewey researched out the magic airship that there was no connection between countries. But the problem is that there are slightly more foreigners who go to Fort Witch to do business, but there are still few foreigners who really settle here and have children. Few.
The reason is not that foreigners don't look down on goblins and dwarves, but goblins and dwarves don't look down on these foreigners, especially humans.
This has also led to very few mixed races in Fort Witch. Furthermore, the bloodlines of the goblins and dwarves are also stronger than the human races, and the characteristics of the descendants that are reproduced are mostly those of these two races.
But I am an out-and-out human race without any mixed-race characteristics. Therefore, when I was asked whether I was from Fort Witchcraft, Sherlock's tone was more surprised than doubtful.
I nodded and said, "It's from Fort Witchie."
"What do you mean to be a Fortress of Witchcraft?" Sherlock glanced at me with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
I didn't care, and chuckled: "I am not only a legal citizen of Fort Witch, but also a legal citizen of Darcy City and Moonlight City."
Sherlock was even more suspicious. He frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Are you a businessman?"
"No" I shook my head and said, "I am an adventurer."
He took a deep breath and said, "Then I don't understand. Since you are an adventurer, how did you get so many nationalities?"
Before I could speak, Mr. Mafro on the side spoke first and explained: "Master Sherlock is not malicious, but he prefers to get to the bottom. Don't all goblins like this."
Hearing what he said, I suddenly realized that Master Sherlock’s appearance is indeed different from that of the human race. His ears are longer, his nose is slightly more pointed, his overall face is even more mean, and his size. In the human race, it is also considered a short.
It turns out that he is a goblin...hiss, no, how could he be a goblin?
In addition to these features that look like a goblin, his skin is yellowish, and his appearance is harsh but more human. No matter how short he is, he is taller than a goblin. His lively human image can hardly match the goblin.
While in doubt, Sherlock coughed slightly and said, "My biological mother is a human race, and my biological father is a goblin. I follow my biological mother."
It turns out that the master is a mixed race, no wonder the forging methods are so clever, it seems to be due to talent.
As I rolled my eyes, I smiled and said, "It's true that these identities are not acquired at the beginning, but obtained through coincidences."
Seeing that I didn’t want to say it, Sherlock didn’t force it, but changed the question:
You said that your foster father has been searching for Master Claude’s whereabouts. Can you tell your foster father Gao’s name?

"His foster father is Master Dewey." Daphne, who was searching for materials, suddenly said: "He just took over the magic airship base."
Sherlock frowned, fixed his eyes on me, and slowly said, "Daphne, even if he is your little boyfriend, this joke is not funny."
"Daphne can't lie, Master Sherlock" Mr. Mafro said in a slightly stunned voice: "She will only lie when she is in business, but she will never lie when facing her family."
Sherlock also felt that there was something wrong with his attitude, so he touched his nose awkwardly and explained: "I don't doubt Daphne's words, but..."
He rolled his eyes and said, "It's just that the girls who are in love are more straightforward. Maybe she was deceived by this kid."
As soon as the voice fell here, Daphne immediately replied: "I have not been deceived. He has just cleaned up the commander and former commander of the magic airship base. The elite team of dwarves stationed in the base also calls him Master An Xiaoyi."
Sherlock took a deep breath. Since Daphne had seen this with his own eyes, there must be no falsehood. After a little calm, he bowed to me and said, "It turns out to be Master Dewey's son, forgive me. Just don’t blame it for being rude.

"Don't blame you," I shook my hand and said, "Don't say it's you, even any unsuspecting person will ridicule as a joke for a long time after hearing my identity, and you can't help but not sneer, but insist on verifying. , I am grateful to you that it’s too late."
Sherlock blushed and waved his hands again and again.
Beside him, Mr. Mafro looked calm. He turned to Daphne and said, "No wonder you said you don’t need me to support you. It turns out that your little boyfriend is the son of Master Dewey. I’m a little curious, you and him When were you together and how?"
"Just now," Daphne replied quite calmly: "I helped him lead the way, he helped me out, and the chief said he wanted to give me to him, but he didn't refuse."
"It seems to be love at first sight" Mr. Mafro nodded and said: "You didn't ask when he would marry you?"
"No question," Daphne said.
"You should ask," Mr. Mafro said, "I happen to be able to open the shop to Fort Witch through the relationship. It is said that both dwarves and goblins are rich, and I might be able to make more."
"Good idea" Daphne said.
Father and daughter you say a word to me, I can’t say anything, and there is absolutely a problem with the brain circuit of the father and daughter. The daughter not only takes the man who met for the first time back home, but also admits that I am her. 'Little boyfriend', although this matter is totally out of nothing.
As the father, Mr. Mafro is even more exaggerated. It is enough to not investigate my origin and intentions. He even acquiesced in this matter. Not only that, but he also intends to run to Fort Witchcraft under my banner to make money?
Isn't it Watt in his mind?
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