The most shameless alchemist in history - Chapter 603

Chapter 603

Griffith is a young, upright, energetic girl. She grew up in Rock City since she was a child. She has a lively personality and is familiar with all the plants and trees in Rock City. When she was only six or seven years old, I often squat on the wall of the Rock City and look at the sunset in the distance.

At first, she let the guards find out that they would send her home, and repeatedly told her not to go to that dangerous place. It was too dangerous for a child. She nodded and agreed every time, but the next day Will appear in the same place again.

Even if the guard set a checkpoint on the way to the city wall, but I don’t know what method she used, she can always easily bypass the checkpoint and climb the tower day after day. Over time, even the guards have become familiar with her. After learning about her family’s situation, she didn’t drive her away.

Because her father was a blacksmith, a blacksmith who had lived in the Rock City for 30 years, many of the weapons in the guards were made by blacksmiths. Of course, with the advent of gunpowder guns, traditional weapons were gradually eliminated. , The blacksmith’s business is getting worse.

However, there are still people who are addicted to cold weapons, and the weapons created by the blacksmiths are exquisite and excellent. They are not only tough, but also very sharp, and most importantly, they are particularly light. The daughter took more care.

It can be said that she grew up running and jumping on the city wall since she was a child. She can get along with the guards who are a circle older than her. It is not that there are no peers who are similar to her in her home, but her peers are because of all kinds of people. All kinds of weird rumors, unwilling to play with her.

She once cried a lot about it, but then she discovered that what is the effect of crying? Even if she asks her father to cry, the blacksmith is still hammering the iron day after day, as if he is not interested in anything other than ironing.

And her hatred of his father came from her mother, who was once a gentle and virtuous woman. In her mind, that woman was the most beautiful and loving person in the world. She also had a very happy childhood!

But time can always change too many things, such as her, such as her mother, that gentle and kind woman one day finally couldn’t stand the boring blacksmith who knew how to make iron, so she left, and another dressed fancy The man is gone.

When she heard the news, her brain “buzzed”, so did she lose her mother?

This also made her the object of ridicule by her peers, yes, her father is a monster, she is also a monster, their whole family are monsters, no one wants to play with her, but wherever she walks, others can hide Far away, and then said something piercing.

She even picked up a stone and smashed it towards her, so she was angry that the world was too fair to her!

Looking at the city wall every day has become the only thing she can feel relieved. The moment she sees the sunset, her heart is calm and quiet. As she grows up day by day, everything is quiet. The change of voice, maybe, except for that man.

He still beats the iron day after day, and his temper is like the iron he beats, too hard.

But Tie can change shape and become a sharp weapon anyway, what about him? What can become?

Today, she didn’t look at the city wall. In fact, she did. But when she just arrived under the city wall, it suddenly rained heavily. Seeing people hurriedly taking refuge from the rain and returning home, she remembered that they were hanging clothes in the backyard. , In the style of that man, it is impossible to collect clothes.

He sits in front of the fire every day, and he doesn’t even know that there are clothes.

She stepped on a small puddle and went home. She was fourteen years old and she was so slim, she became a beautiful girl.

She was walking down the street, and the gangsters in the street even whistled at her.

But no one dared to provoke her, because everyone knew that she was fighting fiercely with the guards in the city. Didn’t she run to provoke her to kill her?

She didn’t bring an umbrella, so when she returned home, her hair was wet and her body was moist.

But she is not worried, because she has been in good health since she was a child, and she has never been sick, and even in the cold winter, her palms are hot, like a stove, maybe because she is a blacksmith Daughter, so you’re not afraid of the cold, right?

She thinks so, maybe this is the only thing she can think of him well.

When she usually goes home, she goes directly to her room upstairs. She doesn’t want to talk to that man more, or even to see him. She is very annoyed when she hears the sound of “Dangdang” strikes, but today After she got home, she didn’t rush upstairs, and stopped.

Because she found something very surprised, the man who regarded iron as his life, did not sit at the iron stove and strike iron.

And there is a guest in a home where no one ever visits! And it’s a teenager who is similar to her age!

But what surprised her most was the state of these two people. Both closed their eyes and sat motionless on the ground.

They were like two statues, the flames in the furnace were still burning, the hammer fell on the ground, the room was very hot, and the heat wave was transpiring.

Sweat was dripping from the foreheads of the two statue-like people, especially the young man whose sweat reached an incredible level.

The clothes on his whole body were soaked, and even more sweat rolled on the ground, wet a large area.

“Hey, are you… okay?” She yelled softly. She was full of hostility towards her father and hadn’t said a word for so many years.

But this does not affect her as a person full of enthusiasm for life, it is difficult for her not to worry about her teenage appearance.

“It’s hot! What’s the matter, is it sick? You answered me.” She tentatively stepped forward and touched the young man’s forehead. The blazing heat made her accustomed to the iron stove for a long time. People are a little overwhelmed.

When she was wondering whether to call a doctor, the boy who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

He fell on his back to the ground, gasping for breath, his body was sneered with white smoke, as if he was about to burn!

“How are you? Are you okay?” Griffith immediately helped him up.

The appearance of this young man was so scary, he was really worried that something would happen to someone in her house.

On the other side, her father, who also maintained a statue like a young man, also opened his eyes.

Her father was in poor condition and his face was a little pale, but he did not fall down anyhow.