Parxia's neighbor was Dim, the only blacksmith in town. Dim, puffing on his pipe, looked at his old neighbor's expression and muttered, "Well now, what's with that face... Could it be you know something about these knights",Two maids, both wearing yellowish linen head scarves, were working while whispering to each other.,“My dear brother, Angel. Judging by your tone, did you know I would be coming today” Leon smiled.。