64 Chapter 64: Mel'Zeth, The Blunt Goblin Blacksmith!

Vincent left the guild feeling uplifted since he abandoned those dark plots. His state of mind improved, allowing him to focus on the important things.

His own desires!

—| Vincent: 'Let what's coming come! In all senses of the word. Haha!'

Suddenly, his feet stopped outside a certain blacksmith its sign reading.

—| The Goblin's Anvil |—

This was the store Zarina chose, but It was quite interesting to read this.

He wondered if the owner was a wrinkled old man, mistaken for a goblin. No matter how much he thought, humans couldn't accept a male goblin on their doorstep, right?

—| Vincent: 'Probably because of their manhood being bigger? Well, it's still small compared to the daddy here!'

With a jingle, the wooden door creaked open. Small engravings and cracks filled the door's border. He didn't know; It was a traditional custom for them