Next to the goods piled aside, an ax was leaning against it.

Chen Lun walked over and hooked his foot, causing the ax to spin and fly up, and he grabbed the ax handle.

Clang!

When the ax went down, the copper lock on the iron cage clattered to the ground.

Then he broke the locks of other iron cages one by one and released the people captured inside.

“Thank you so much!”

After several men were freed, they quickly came to Chen Lun and bent down to salute. Among them was the grumpy old man from before, who only had sincere admiration at the moment.

Judging from the clothes of this black-haired young man, coupled with his ability to single-handedly wipe out the entire bandit camp before, he must be no ordinary person. For such a strong man, even if he looks young, sincere respect for him has become instinctive.

"We are all craftsmen around here and are not rich. We don't know how to repay your kindness."

someone asked.

"No."

Chen Lun waved his hand.

He originally came here only to chase down robbers, and he just did it casually to save people. However, the identities revealed by these people reminded him of the item description of the Iron Gloves.

Craftsman...?

"Why are these bandits arresting you?"

"This... we don't know, but they seemed to have mentioned in their previous conversation that they needed to build something, so they went around kidnapping people."

Chen Lun nodded, and it made sense.

But he soon noticed that among these three talented craftsmen, there was one guy who didn't fit in.

He was blond and blue-eyed, wearing a pointed hat with a fancy feather on the brim, a cloak, and a small harp on his waist.

The most important thing is that even though this guy is dirty, he can't hide his unique temperament and handsomeness.

It's only a little bit worse than myself.

"What about you? Are you also a craftsman?"

Seeing Chen Lun's doubtful eyes on him, Alex smiled confidently.

He strode out, put his left hand on his right chest, bowed deeply and nodded in salute.

"I am Alex, a great bard."

Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.

The blond young man raised a finger and said loudly:

"Although I appreciate your helping hand, Alex actually doesn't need it.

It’s not that I couldn’t escape, but I deliberately stayed to observe the daily life of the robbers and draw materials for my creations...

They are also a microcosm of the oppression of the empire, and I am willing to compose poetry about this."

"Don't listen to his nonsense!"

The irritable old man among the craftsmen suddenly shouted.

"This guy was caught by the bandits just because he boasted that he had forged a divine weapon!

A guy who can't even lift a hammer brags so much that it's really an insult to our craftsmen!"

Alex's veins bulged when he was told, his face turned red, he put his hands on his hips and shouted:

"Shut up! I'm not bragging!"

"I've tolerated you for a long time, you liar!"

The grumpy old man rushed forward and punched Alex in the beautiful face, causing him to fall to the ground and bleed from the corner of his mouth.

"asshole!"

Alex was demoralized and got up and started fighting with the opponent.

However, due to the huge difference in stature, the grumpy old man who spent all his time with the hammer and bellows was very strong and could knock Alex down again with three punches and two kicks.

Chen Lun did not intervene, but watched with interest with his hands on his elbows.

The grumpy old man calmed down and took the lead in bowing to Chen Lun again.

"There are many villages nearby. We will forge some farm tools here to make a living. If you are in need, you can come to us."

"Yes, although our technology is not as good as those in the military camp, the weapons we produce are definitely not bad!"

Chen Lun smiled and nodded, and then the group of craftsmen formed a team and left.

He turned to look at Alex, who had stood up again, raised his sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You said you have forged artifacts?"

"Uh...of course!"

Alex seemed to have completely forgotten the beating he had just received, and regained his confident look.

He lifted his blond hair, took out the small harp from his waist, and sang while playing:

"It was a two-handed sword nearly two meters long.

It is forged from seabed metal mixed with extraterrestrial objects, the blood of the Far West Dragon and the fangs of the Blood Lord, inlaid with three-color crystals and colorful gems.

I used it to kill the Kraken, and I also used it to cut off the head of the Dire Knight in the South...

It's a pity that it was broken and lost in the battle with the overlord of the Far East..."

Bang bang bang...

Chen Lun applauded.

"Yes, the singing voice is very beautiful, and the story is also very good. It seems that you are indeed suitable for this job."

"This is not a story!"

Alex became angry and stopped playing.

"Although you saved me, you can't humiliate me! This is too rude! It's not what a gentleman should do!

I want to duel with you! Save my noble dignity of Alex!"

Alex looked left and right, and then picked up a kitchen knife from the ground. When he raised his head and prepared to fight to the death with the black-haired young man, he found that the other party had turned and walked away.

"Wait! Don't leave!"

Alex chased after him angrily.

…

"Everything I say is true, why don't you believe me!?"

Alex gasped.

Chen Lun glanced at him and walked forward quickly.

Alex gritted his teeth, quickened his pace, and ran back to Chen Lun.

"Hey, listen, I..."

"Okay, okay, I believe you."

Chen Lun finally couldn't stand this guy anymore and said seriously.

Alex's eyes widened and his eyebrows lit up with joy.

"Really...really? That's great...ugh!"

He suddenly regained his confident expression and coughed twice.

Chen Lun had already concluded in his heart that this guy probably had a problem with his brain, so he ignored him and walked forward on his own.

Alex followed Chen Lun silently. After walking for a while, he glanced at Chen Lun and couldn't help but say:

"Hmm, do you still want to hear the glorious stories of my past?"

"That's not necessary."

Chen Lun shrugged.

Alex looked like he was hesitating to speak, as if he was feeling uncomfortable.

"Okay, please speak."

Chen Lun was helpless and only hoped that this period of torture in the new century would end soon.

Alex seemed to have activated some kind of switch and began to sing a song vividly. In the process, he even took out a mouth organ for accompaniment.

One thing to say, if you put aside his talk of cars and artillery, his singing is still very good.

This guy's voice has a kind of magnetism, the tone is loud and ethereal. Coupled with his handsome appearance, if he had a normal mind, he might be able to win the hearts of thousands of girls.

Oh no, we have to add thousands of ladies.
To be continued...