Chapter 503

　　0503

　　Walking into a tool room in the farm, there was a man inside. He used a hammer to smash a piece of iron from the horse's hooves.

　　The upper body of the man was bare, revealing bronze skin and strong muscles, each of which was like a rock.

　　Looking over from the side, he saw a curl of short black hair, an angular face, and a string of golden earrings on the ears.

　　"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

　　The sound of iron striking was filled with strength and rhythm, as if it could hit a person's heart. The heart rate of the sound also changed along with this sound.

　　Upon seeing this 1.9 meter tall muscular man, Ye Fan and Asmonth both had smiles at the corners of their lips.

　　But at the fog-shrouded night behind them, he first called out, "Uncle Ashurle, why do you start to forge iron as soon as you come?"

　　This muscular man was none other than the commander of the Baruch Mercenary Company, Sartle, who was reputed to be the warlord for the peninsula War God.