"Bartoli, go buy you some clothes first!" said Abel, pointing to a shop that sold clothes, not only Bartoli's clothes, but also a few new clothes for a formal visit to Master Robin, whose original clothes were already too small due to the continuous growth of his body.

The sign of this store reads custom human, dwarf and elf costumes, and I didn't expect that there are shops in dwarf cities that make clothes for humans, Abel walked into this Raphael clothing store with Bartoli leaving Black Wind at the door of the store.

When the closed door was opened, a soft bell rang as the door was pushed, followed by a soft voice: "Hello, I'm Raphael, welcome to Raphael!"

Abel didn't believe his eyes, there was a young female elf in front of him, in such a rough dwarf city, just casually entered a shop, but it was opened by the elf.

"Guest, you rarely go to the city of dwarves, right?" said the elf Raphael with a smile when he saw Abel's surprised expression.

"Yes, how do you know?" Abel asked with a nodding head.

"Because the dwarves are not good at business, most of the shops in this city are run by humans or elves. Raphael explained with a smile.

"Please choose a few suitable dresses and dresses for me and the lady next to me, and if there is no one that is just right, please help us make it!" Abel said with a smile, pointing to himself and Bartoli beside him.

Raphael's eyes looked Abel up and down, and then glanced at Bartoli, and when he found the gorgeous robe that Bartoli was wearing, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he exclaimed: "This lady's clothes are so beautiful, I don't know which master made it." ”

Neither Abel nor Bartoli answered her question, but only smiled slightly.

Raphael could see what the two meant, and hurriedly changed the topic: "This lady's clothes are ready-made, regular clothes and dresses can be tried on now, and your clothes are probably going to be customized!"

Because after Abel was transformed by Long Jing, the strength of his body was further improved, and his muscles were obviously bigger than before, so he was now wearing loose robes, even if it was like this, he couldn't stop that burly figure.

"Excuse me, how long will it take to get it?" Abel asked.

"Five days!" Raphael said with a smile.

"I'll pay double the price, I'm in a hurry, when can you make it for me?" Abel didn't want to wait too much for a few clothes, and said with a lot of money.

"Tomorrow!" Raphael's eyes lit up and he chuckled softly.

"Alright, you can choose the clothes for this lady first!" Abel shook his head slightly, it seems that money can settle everything.

"Don't think I'm greedy for money, I can't help it!" Raphael explained as he picked out Bartoli's clothes.

"Oh, what's going on?" Abel looked at Raphael strangely, this elf was very young and very beautiful, and it was very capable of being able to come so far away to open a shop alone, but it seemed that there was some reason for her to have no choice.

"It's not because Master Bennett's 'Cleanser' and 'Pomade' are too expensive, I'm a young elf and don't have much wealth, so I just want to earn a lot of gold coins before I get old, and buy enough 'Lotion' and 'Pomade', how happy it is!" Raphael's eyes were full of yearning for the future, and the news came from the city of Anjost that Master Mara was using 'Lotion' and ' Pomade', has reverted to the way it was when it was younger, and the same goes for Grand Duke Edwina.

Abel didn't expect that the culprit who made the elves greedy for money was himself, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, although he left the elves, he didn't want to cut off the various potions provided for the elves, which can better maintain his elven identity, and it is also a lot of wealth.

Women choose clothes, even if they are women who have survived for more than 10,000 years, they are very picky about the choice of clothes, first of all, they must conform to the identity of the housekeeper, Bartoli has not forgotten her identity, and secondly, they must conform to her aesthetics, which let the two women discuss and discuss together for a long time.

Abel boredly took out the knight's inheritance and looked at it, until Bartoli's voice came from his ear: "Master, I have already chosen!"

"Picked!" Abel put away the knight's inheritance, looking at the rare crimson color on Bartoli's face, as if she was shy about the selection she was excited about just now, and at this time she changed into a set of white regular clothes, and the style was not ostentatious.

After Abel made the payment, probably because of his generosity, Raphael enthusiastically sent him and Bartoli outside the gate, and when the gate was opened, Raphael was taken aback.

Outside the door, a row of dwarven knights in golden armor was waiting there, and behind these dwarven knights was an ornate carriage.

Abel walked out of the gate and heard a bold voice from the carriage: "Dear Master Abel, welcome to Beaufort in Muyacheng!"

"It's the lord of the city!" Raphael hurriedly covered his mouth after speaking, and looked at Abel and then at the dwarf in fancy clothes who were getting out of the ornate carriage.

"Lord Beaufort, I'm just a rootless person who has wandered outside, you are too polite!" Abel bowed and saluted back, although he was not wearing a fancy dress at this time, but no one dared to look down on him at this time.

Although the road was blocked, making it very inconvenient for passers-by, when the words of the lord of Beaufort were spoken, both dwarves and humans showed great enthusiasm.

"Master Abel, he really escaped!" This was the reaction of the merchant from the human world after hearing Abel's name.

"Master brewer, he's here!" was the dwarves' first reaction when they heard Abel's name.

Either reaction shows that Abel's fame did not diminish with his wanted, but became famous because of this incident, because of his departure, each of his magic weapons became superb, especially the unique stability shown in actual use, which made countless knights frantically want to get a magic weapon produced by Master Abel.

The rising value of magic weapons has further boosted Abel's fame, which now far surpasses that of most veteran blacksmiths.

"Master Abel, did you hear that, the wine you brew is very popular with our dwarves!" said Lord Beaufort with a laugh.

"It's a pity that my ability is limited, and the production of wine is not high!" Although the lord of Beaufort had a hint of asking for wine, Abel didn't dare to agree to anything, he didn't want to stay and make wine.

"I have the honor to taste the master wine you brewed, it is really the best wine in the world, knowing the arrival of Master Abel, I specially prepared a table of wine and food in the house, the wine must not be as good as yours, but the dish is the best chef in the city!" the city lord of Beaufort pointed to the gorgeous carriage waiting on the side.

"Master Abel, it's been a long time since we've met, and I've rushed here when I heard that you were here!" Just when Abel was hesitant to decline the invitation of the city lord of Beaufort, he heard a familiar voice coming.

"Master Thorin, why are you here?" Abel couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw it, this was his teacher Master Bentham's fellow disciple Master Thorin, and he was very happy to meet acquaintances here.

"I'm here to attend the gathering of the Masters of China City of the Blacksmiths' Guild, haven't you been notified to come to the Rip Basin?" asked Master Thorin curiously.

"Master Thorin, I haven't been notified, I'm here to visit Master Robin!" Abel said, shaking his head.

"Master Abel, on behalf of the Blacksmith Guild, I would like to formally inform you that you are invited to the gathering of the masters of China City!" said Master Thorin with a very formal bow.

"Master Thorin, I accept the invitation!" Abel said with a quick bow.

"Two masters, why don't you go to my place to eat and chat at this time, Master Thorin, we are old friends, this little face always has to be given!" "The city lord of Beaufort was not polite to Master Thorin at all, and grabbed his arm and said.

"Okay, Master Abel, let's go together, the city lord of Beaufort and Ben Se Kun are also friends, and they are both family!" Master Thorin smiled and shook hands with the city lord of Beaufort, and then turned back to Abel and said.