Chapter 84
“…”
Ming Hu stared blankly at the old man who had offered to shake his hand, the Sith, the fourth in command of the Imperial Magic Corps.
“…why on earth would you…
The position of head of the imperial magical corps is not a lowly one; they take orders from no one but the emperor himself. Their position is so high that even the Grand Dukes and Dukes, who are directly under the Emperor, cannot boss them around.
Furthermore, the position of Master is not easily attained. To become a Master, you must first master the 7th Circle of magic in the Empire. Currently, the number of mages in the Empire who have mastered the 7th Circle is 10, and only those 10 are eligible to become a Master.
“So why would they…
Ming Hu didn’t understand why great men would come to him, shake his hand, and be flattered and honored.
“Huh huh.”
The Sith smirked and pulled his hand back when Ming Hu didn’t return his handshake. Ming Hu looked at the Sith and said.
“I have a real question.”
I was really curious.
“Why are you doing this to me? I’m just a blacksmith.”
From their point of view, they really wondered why he was doing this to them, just a blacksmith.
“Heh, heh, yes. Myung Hu is a blacksmith.”
But Ming Hu frowned at the Sith’s next response.
“So… Why is it an honor to meet me, a blacksmith?”
Ming Hu asked straightforwardly, and the Sith looked a little taken aback, then opened his mouth to speak.
