“Khan, I heard the rumor. Are you not drinking?”

Kaaang! Kaaang!

It happened when Grid was working hard raising his blacksmith skills in the smithy. Khan’s friend had arrived, and they started talking.

“Not drinking? What are you saying?”

“If you’re sober, why are you hanging out with this unimpressive newbie every day? Tsk, tsk. At first glance, he looks like someone who is ignorant of the world.”

Grid was referred to as an ‘unimpressive newbie’ by this damn bastard who had been talking ever since he entered the smithy.

“Old Man, if you stopped drinking because of this person...”

Grid placed strength in the hand holding his hammer. His killing instinct was rising rapidly!

Khan noticed that the hammer in his hand was shaking and hurriedly told his friend, “Hey, shut up. You’re mistaken.”

“Mistaken?”

“Yes, mistaken. That young man might have a garbage-like appearance, but you shouldn’t judge a person from their outer appearance. That young man is actually a big person.”

Garbage-like appearance? Did Khan...