I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 221

At first, she was a little reluctant to act like a spoiled child to people other than her family. After abandoning the unnecessary sense of shame in her heart, Alina was somewhat addicted to this feeling.

So much so that when she separated from Elena, it was already quite late. The sky was very dark and the streets were very dangerous. Elena still sent her back to the dormitory very gentlemanly.

Although there were many unpleasant things, today's date can still be called a success. At least it will become one of the few good memories in Alina's heart.

Elena was not interested in wandering around at night. He went back to his room and fell asleep on the pillow.

The next morning, before dawn, Elena opened his hazy eyes. Today he had to go to the blacksmith shop.

This period of time was the time for him to learn forging. In name, he had always been an apprentice of a blacksmith. He could not give up this knowledge.

Life became very fulfilling, but to be honest, Elena felt a little too tired. If it weren't for the vitality of this body far exceeding that of ordinary people, someone else would have been exhausted by such high-intensity activities.

When he came to the blacksmith shop, it was still filled with the strange nasal sounds of men as usual. The apprentices waved their hammers and hummed and ha-ha, which sounded like some kind of philosophical scene.

Elena's arrival attracted the attention of this group of blacksmiths. One by one, they put down their hammers and came up. They looked very concerned.

It was not the first time that Elena felt such enthusiasm from these apprentices. In this blacksmith shop where yin was weak and yang was strong, he was really popular.

After all, the appearance conditions were here. Even if everyone knew that Elena was a boy, people always needed some spiritual sustenance.

Anyway, they had never been honest with each other, so it was normal to have some unrealistic fantasies in their minds. They were already satisfied with just being able to be pleasing to the eyes.

It stands to reason that Melissa, as a genuine beauty, should be more popular with these men, but unfortunately she has such a personality and treats others too harshly.

Those eyes are like real flames. Being stared at by her is like being burned by flames. Few people have the courage to look directly at her.

"What are you guys doing? Have you completed today's task? If you have time to hang around others, you might as well make a few more swords. Do you want to be apprentices forever?!"

Whoever said it came, Melissa came out of the inner room of the blacksmith shop with a stern face. Her appearance was still as fiery as ever, and her beautiful long hair like fire swayed slightly with her movements, which was a beautiful scenery in this blacksmith shop full of big men.

Hearing Melissa's scolding, these big men shrank their necks one by one, without any intention of talking back or resisting, and just ran back to their forges in dejection, continuing to swing hammers and forge iron.

As for Elena, she was lifted up by Melissa's collar like a cat. In front of the tall Melissa, Elena looked really small.

She was taken to the deepest part of the blacksmith shop. As the favored apprentice, Elena had her own forging furnace and it was right next to Melissa's father.

Now the old blacksmith rarely sweated anymore. He lay on the rocking chair with his legs crossed and touched the sword that he had made at some unknown time.

He didn't have many hobbies. The only hobby he had was his strange collecting habit. It was said that the reason why the blacksmith embarked on the road of blacksmithing was that he wanted to hang all kinds of swords at home.

Seeing his daughter carrying a familiar silver figure walking in, his thick eyebrows slightly raised and his expression looked a little complicated.

"Hey~ take your time."

The blacksmith couldn't help but sigh. After saying this, he stood up from the chair and gave up his precious forging room for his daughter and Elena to get along.

It stands to reason that he is Elaina's real master, and he was the one who led Elaina into the world.

But recently, Melissa gradually took over his father's master status and began to take charge of Elaina's growth. She taught all the forging techniques.

The blacksmith naturally objected in the middle. At least he should be allowed to participate. After all, Elaina showed great talent. With a little polishing, she would definitely have the opportunity to become a legendary blacksmith who surpassed himself.

As a result, he, as a father, was glared at by his daughter, which made the old man very sad.

He had no way to disobey his daughter. Melissa and her mother were cut from the same mold. Even when facing his own daughter, the blacksmith always subconsciously dared not resist. That fear was already engraved in his DNA.

In addition, he knew that his daughter's preferences, it would be good to leave more space for these two people. The only thing that worried him was that Elena looked harmless and a little too slow, and he always felt that it was difficult for him to detect his daughter's feelings.

After the blacksmith left, only Elena and Melissa were left in the room. It should be easy for a man and a woman to be alone in the same room.

As a result, Melissa turned around and threw a hammer at Elena. Her cold eyes seemed to silently urge Elena to forge iron.

It can only be said that the blacksmith was worried about the wrong direction. It was not that Elena was slow, but that Melissa's appearance was really lacking in femininity. It was difficult for others to detect her feelings.

Elena was also a little helpless. She took the hammer and looked at the materials that she had left idle next to the forge. Recalling the previous progress, she began to concentrate.

Melissa was not in a hurry to start, just standing aside and watching Elena operate. She watched without saying a word, but the sense of oppression she gave people was really big.

"That's why he's so unpopular with other apprentices..."

Irena complained in a low voice. It was hard for him to concentrate even when Melissa was looking at him like that.

But he didn't expect that Melissa heard every word of his mumbling, which he couldn't even hear clearly.

There was still no verbal expression, but her eyes became more dangerous and sharper than before. Irena, who was stared at, felt like he was being pointed at by countless needles, and his whole body was pricking and uncomfortable.

Now he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and focused on forging. Even though Melissa would reach out and rub his head from time to time, he didn't seem to notice it at all.

Looking at Irena's skilled movements and serious eyes, Melissa rarely showed a satisfied smile.

But Irena was facing away from Melissa, so he didn't see this beautiful scene. He even felt that the other party was monitoring him, and his hands became more active, fearing that he would be discovered by the other party if he was a little lazy.