Perhaps Grid was too stupid to understand the contents of the letter? It was like how he couldn’t understand a barking dog. He asked Khan, “Where is this person now?”

Khan carefully replied, “Earl Steim has sentenced him to 10 years in prison.”

It was ridiculous.

“No, why? Wasn’t Rabbit the one who helped Winston?”

“He is certainly a hero who saved Winston, but Winston was in this crisis in the first place due to the Mero Company. He eventually realized his sins, but the earl thinks it’s too unreasonable to completely wash away his sins.”

Dammit.

“Shit... What is this...?”

‘Didn’t Rabbit promise to make me rich? But now he was trapped in prison? Stupid bastard! He said he would do something good for me, but it ended up like this.’

Khan patted Grid’s shoulder as Grid was feeling frustrated. “I understand the sadness of seeing the person who rescued you now trapped in jail, but cheer up. You have your life. Don’t be so frustrated.”

What was he saying?

“No... I don’t care about Rabbit right now... Oh, by the way, I heard that you were also arrested after me? You didn’t get hurt, did you?”

Khan laughed. “Why are you worried about me when you were framed and insulted? Your heart is truly as wide as the sea. Ugh...”

The smiling man was once again in tears. “I actually heard the story. You were surrounded by knights, and didn’t you open your mouth to protect me? Once again, I am deeply moved by you.”

Was Khan referring to the incident in the interrogation room? Grid tried to give up Khan as the one who commissioned Huroi, but he couldn’t answer because his mouth was gagged. He laughed awkwardly. “Well... I couldn't sell you out.”

“Sob... even if you were tortured... Grid! I believe that I can entrust it to you!”

“What?”

“This smithy!”

“... Huh?”

What did Khan mean by the smithy?

‘Perhaps?’

Ah, Grid must’ve heard wrong. He shouldn’t count his chickens before they were hatched. As he felt doubts, Khan smiled benignly and said, “In order to defend this smithy, you disguised yourself as my successor, and competed with the Mero Company. From then on, I have already thought of you as my successor. This smithy will be yours in the future.”

“... No way.”

There were some users who received a position from an NPC, but he’d never heard of a user becoming the successor of a business. Maybe Grid was the first.

“You aren’t joking?”

“Haha, have I ever said anything false before? As you know, I don’t have a successor. Very soon, I will become too old to work... then this smithy will lose its owner and be neglected. I don’t want this smithy that has been in my family for generations to disappear. I sincerely want you to take over this smithy. You are Pagma's Successor and have a great personality, so my ancestors will be delighted. Also, my son is dead...”

Khan’s face darkened the moment he brought out the story of his dead son. He stimulated a person’s emotions so Grid asked him to make it certain, “Don’t just say it with words. Write a contract! Then I will believe you and will work hard for the sake of this smithy!”

“...”

After a while, Grid received a contract from Khan about the smithy ownership transfer. Then a notification window popped up.

[You have obtained the position ‘ Smithy’s Successor.’]

[Smithy’s Successor]

[You will have the same status as the owner in Khan’s Smithy.]

“This isn’t a dream, right?” Grid pinched himself as hard as he could. “It hurts...”

He used so much strength that his cheek was tingling. It wasn’t a dream.

“This definitely isn’t a dream! It’s real. Hah...! Hahahat! Puhahaha! Yes! Oh, yes! Ye~!”

Grid couldn’t suppress his joy at the thought of this large two-storey smithy someday becoming his. Khan looked at him smiling like crazy and declared, “I’m glad that you’re so happy. You can definitely lead this smithy well.”

“Of course! Now! Let’s work. We will make great items and tell people how amazing our smithy is!”

“Ohh. Isn’t this good? You’re really motivated!”

He would receive recognition from his parents from his work at the smithy. Grid devoted himself to making items for the next few days. From morning to afternoon, he headed to the labor jobs. Then from night until dawn, he connected to Satisfy and made items.

“I am doing labor again... it seems I am unable to escape from the quagmire of labor...”

He was only sleeping for four hours a day due to excessive motivation. He was tired, but he could endure it due to the money, stats, and skill experience accumulated.

***

The Tzedakah Guild only had 17 members, but they were composed of top rankers and a few elites!

Among the 17 people, Jishuka was the guild leader and she developed the habit of checking the auction house every day. It was because she was addicted to the performance of the Special Jaffa Arrows, which she bought around two months ago.

The Special Jaffa Arrows had the best attack power among the existing arrows. The Special Jaffa Arrows were twice as powerful as regular Jaffa Arrows, and had a chance of ignoring the enemy’s defense completely. Jishuka had been thrilled as she felt the excellent performance and destructive power of the Special Jaffa Arrows.

However, after that one day, the Special Jaffa Arrows never appeared in the auction house again.

‘Why?’

Usually blacksmiths would create thousands of arrows. In other words, it was likely that thousands of the Special Jaffa Arrows existed, but the creator of the Special Jaffa Arrows only offered up 99 at the auction.

‘It can’t be... has another guild already found the blacksmith?’

Jishuka became nervous. If another guild got their hands on the blacksmith and monopolized the items, Jishuka and her guild members would be cut off.

“It’s Jishuka.”

“Wow, her body looks even more amazing up close.”

“Shall I give it a try?”

“Hey, you. You will have a terrible experience.”

Jishuka was the focus of people’s attention as usual. The tanned skin and sensual body made the hearts of men pound. Many males were drawn to her sharp eyes and full lips.

Jishuka tried to ignore them, but there was a limit. The users started to gather after hearing that Jishuka was at the auction house, so it wasn’t long before the auction house reached the limit.

"Can you get out of the way?"

The half moon eyes drew in the men. However, her heavy-handed tone caused an invisible wall around her. In the end, the men couldn’t endure it anymore and gave way. After leaving the people at the auction house behind, Jishuka summoned a hologram keyboard.

Then she declared in the guild chat window.

{If you don’t find the blacksmith within this month, you will all enter hell training.}

{Ohh! I welcome hell training!}

{Regas! Don’t talk nonsense! It is called hell training for a reason.}

{Captain, to be honest, it is almost impossible to find a person in Satisfy with so little clues. Do you know how many users there are in Satisfy?}

{It can’t happen.}

{...Ohh...I agree...}

The guild members started complaining. Jishuka told them seriously.

{A small guild of elites like us must be stronger than others in order to accurately show our value. We need the blacksmith to become stronger. So please find them.}

{Understood. I will be sure to find the blacksmith.}

{Hey! We should make a bet. 100 gold from each person for the one who finds them first!}

{What? I will make 1,600 gold if I win? Okay, I will find them!}

Jishuka was always tenacious. She truly was a steely woman. It was extremely rare for her to ‘ask’ something from them. Therefore, the guild members were able to realize the urgency of the situation and became motivated.

Only Regas had a complaint.

{I want to train...}

{Where are you? ^^}

Jishuka used emoticons! The guild members saw it and thought simultaneously.

‘Captain is angry.’

'Regas is dead.’

At that time, there was a notice in the guild’s chat window.

[Vantner has logged in.]

It was the appearance of Vantner, who finally took the top spot in the guardian knight rankings five days ago.

{Welcome, Vantner.}

{Hey, why were you sleeping for seven hours? Aren’t you being too lazy? Your ranking will be taken away.}

{I saw something interesting on the Internet. I was a little late because I was looking for articles related to the incident. Have you heard of a place called Winston?}

{A village in the north of the Eternal Kingdom?}

{Ah~ that place? I stopped by it once on my way to Bairan Village. Why? What's going on?}

{There was an item creation game that took place there. It was said that one of the competitors created an epic rated dagger in three hours.}

{A user, not an NPC?}

{Yes.}

{That person!}

{The blacksmith finally appeared!}

{We’ve got you!}

The guild members became excited. A blacksmith who could create an epic rated item in just three hours wasn’t common. Even the number one blacksmith, Panmir wasn’t capable of it.

Jishuka commanded.

{Everyone, head to Winston! From now on, we will focus our investigation in Winston!}

{Understood!}

{If it’s Winston... it will take around three days for me to get there.}

{I will take a week.}

{...The person who arrives the latest should be prepared. And Regas, if you don’t arrive in half a day, then I really will kill you ^^}

{C-Captain! I’m in the Burns Principality right now! It will take me two days to get to Winston on horseback!}

{Don’t rely on a horse and run there directly! Then won’t you somehow arrive in a day?}

{O-Ohhh! Can I arrive in half a day?}

{I will kill you if you don’t arrive in half a day.}

{What should I do?}

The Tzedakah Guild started to gather in Winston.