Parxia's neighbor was Dim, the only blacksmith in town. Dim, puffing on his pipe, looked at his old neighbor's expression and muttered, "Well now, what's with that face... Could it be you know something about these knights",Leon scoff, muttering under his breath: “Study That old man must have gone crazy. He spouts nonsense every day. My little brother goes to him for lessons and has to offer him tea daily. I think he’s insane. I don’t know what’s gotten into my brother, why he insists on learning from him.”,"Huh, you're here" The boy drew a period on the piece of paper, looked up at the person who came, his voice clear and pleasant, with a strong hint of intimacy.。