After Regan left, Claire was alone in the study again, reading a book. After reading for a while, he had no intention of reading any more.
Stretching his hands upwards and stretching, Claire stood up from the recliner, "You can't read books all the time. You have to combine work and rest. Let's go see those adventurers, and Wyvern. Speaking of which, I have never seen Wyvern with my own eyes except in books."
After walking around downstairs and not seeing Regan, Claire called the wolf king and lay comfortably on its back. Although he could use Flying Spell to rush, he was not in a hurry. He might as well let the wolf king carry him there. It was much more comfortable to lie on his back.
Claire first arrived at the city gate and took a close look at Wyvern. It was indeed the same as Regan described, a Archmage level monster. Moreover, the fatal injury was very clean and neat. A large sword was inserted directly into the heart without deviation even an inch. The rest of the parts were very injured. If the skin was peeled off, the skin alone could sell tens of thousands of Gold Coins.
Professional adventurer team, this is the evaluation given by Claire after watching Wyvern.
After waiting for a while, there was still no sign of the adventurers coming back. According to Claire's prediction, the treatment process should not take that long. He was still reading in the Baronial Manor for a while. Those adventurers should have returned, but no one was seen.
Claire got on the Wolf King again and rushed towards Rona's clinic.
Claire pushed the door and walked in, but found no trace of the adventurers in the small courtyard outside the hospital. Rona was not here either, so he walked to the backyard of the hospital with ease.
As soon as he entered, a water arrow hit Claire's face. When he was still five or six centimeters away from Claire, he was blocked by an invisible shield.
"Eve, don't do this every time I come in." Claire said with a helpless smile.
At this time, the mermaid Eve stuck out her tongue and dived back into her pool playfully.
"Why are you here?" Rona stood up from the pool. She had just been playing with Eve.
Eve also floated up from the water, leaning on the edge of the pool with his hands, his head resting on it and tilting slightly, and looked at Claire with a curious look on his face.
Claire walked over, stretched out his hand and touched Eve's little head. His skillful cat-stroking movements made Eve smile happily, and then rubbed Claire's hand happily.
Rona looked on with a jealous expression. This hateful man could take away Eve's love from him every time he came.
After touching Eve's head again, Claire asked, "I heard Regan say that he sent several adventurers over for treatment, but why didn't they see their figures?"
"I haven't started the treatment yet, and then Regan came in with the potion you gave me. Healing Potion, who is an expert, naturally has no need for me." When Rona said this, there was an inexplicable tone in the sentence.
"Pah!" Claire opened his palm and pressed down on Rona's head, "If you know that, then you shouldn't practice hard. If you advance to High Mage earlier, you can help me more."
"Ahhh! You messed up my hair!" Rona patted Claire's hand away with a blushing face, and pouted. "Why are you different from other people? Shouldn't you comfort me?"
"Then it's not me anymore!" Claire smiled and continued, "Practice hard, and when new fruits come out, I'll give you the biggest one to see if you can advance to High Mage."
This time it was Rona's turn to be embarrassed, "I have just been promoted to Intermediate Mage, so I'm not in a hurry, and that fruit is so precious..."
Claire smiled and said nothing. Although the fruit could be auctioned for millions of Gold Coins, he would really be willing to take it out for Rona to use.
After Rona finally smoothed his hair back, Claire put his hand on it again and messed it up again.
"Okay, let's stop making trouble. Where did those people go?"
"Obviously it's you who is making trouble!" Rona stamped his feet angrily, but Claire had no choice but to say angrily, "One of the blond men said that the weapon was damaged and wanted to find a suitable weapon forger to help polish the weapon. Then Regan took him to Blacksmith Street in the North District."
Claire nodded, indicating that he understood.
"Then come over and talk to you when you have time. I'll leave first."
Just as Claire waved to leave, Eve held a handful of water with both hands and poured it towards Claire.
After Claire's attention was attracted, Eve pointed at his head, then looked at Rona who was still smoothing his hair, looking at him expectantly.
Claire soon understood what she wanted to do. He looked dumbfounded, but still stretched out his hand to mess up the hair on Eve's head.
Only then did Eve show a satisfied smile and waved goodbye to Claire vigorously.
At this time, Regan, who was in Blacksmith Street, was worried and sweat was dripping on his forehead one drop after another. He had just made a sure deal with these adventurers at Rona's place, but when he arrived at Blacksmith Street, there were so many blacksmiths who didn't even have the ability to repair damaged weapons!
It doesn't matter if Regan loses his face, but if word gets out, wouldn't Nafu City lose all his face? My own young master's face has also been completely humiliated by me!
Frey also saw Regan's difficulty, and took the initiative to pass it up and said, "My weapons are all master-level weapons, so it is normal for ordinary blacksmiths to fail to repair them."
When Frey said this, the blacksmiths present all lowered their heads in shame. They all stayed in the blacksmith street in Nafu City with the best treatment, but now they can't even repair a few weapons. They really feel ashamed of Claire.
Regan wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned around and said, "Don't worry, our best blacksmith in Nafu City hasn't arrived yet. He will definitely help you repair it when he comes."
After a while, the person Regan sent to report came back panting and out of breath.
Regan quickly stepped forward after seeing it and asked, "Where is Master Teklin? Why didn't I follow you back?"
After the man breathed heavily for a few moments, he was finally able to speak, "Academy of Sciences's mages said that Master Isaac's latest scientific research results are at a critical moment! Master Teklin can't get out now."
Regan only felt his eyes darken, what a coincidence, it's over, they will definitely feel that this is their own excuse, Nafu City can't keep their face.
"What's wrong? You're crying with a sad face."
As soon as he heard this familiar voice, Regan's eyes immediately lit up. He felt that his world was bright again, and he said excitedly, "Master! You are here!"
After Frey and others heard Regan's words, they also turned their attention to Claire, who was walking towards them. As soon as they saw Claire for the first time, these adventurers had a thought at the same time: Why is this lord so young...
But soon, the male mage in the team used the sound transmission technique, and a word rang in their ears.
"The level is the same as mine High Mage. I feel like I am no match for him..."
Frey After hearing this, he immediately put away his contempt. He knew the strength of his partner very well. He was the best among the mages at the same level. He actually gave up at the first sight of him, and he was still so young... Hiss! How terrifying!
"Hello! Lord Griffin! We are outside adventurers. My name is Frey. They are all my partners..." Frey took a step forward and actively introduced himself.
Claire also smiled politely, "I have heard Regan mention you, just call me Claire."
"Master..." Regan quickly stepped forward, leaned over and told Claire what happened.
"Why is Isaac working on something new again? Didn't it just fail a few days ago?" The focus of Claire is completely different from the focus of Regan.
Since he has become richer and richer, Isaac can now burn about ten or two hundred thousand Gold Coins in almost a month. That is millions of Gold Coins in a year. No matter how rich he is, he cannot afford to burn like this.
In a few days, I will have to find an excuse to limit his scientific research funds, so as not to mess with useless things again.
"Uh... Master, what about the weapons of these adventurers?" Regan brought the topic back.