Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 306 A Pretense Becomes Real 2
As expected, upon returning, Robin saw the knight who had been following them.

He was standing on a street corner, his eyes fixed on the direction Robin and the others were coming from.

Upon seeing Robin and his wife, they breathed a sigh of relief.

His expression visibly relaxed, and his previously tense body also relaxed slightly.

He didn't want to report his dereliction of duty, because in the Gatekeeper Knights, dereliction of duty was a very serious matter.

He may face severe punishment, which could even affect his career with the Cavaliers.

Robin pretended not to see him and walked towards the house chatting and laughing with Wind Chime.

“Honey, these wild vegetables and fruits look so fresh today. We can make a delicious dinner tonight,” Robin said to Wind Chime with a smile.

Wind Chime, playing along with Robin's performance, said coquettishly, "Yes, I'm really lucky today. But you have to help me prepare, you can't be lazy!"

They walked into the house as if no one else was there, and deliberately left the door open so that the knight could see what they were doing inside.

Robin took the wild vegetables and fruits to the makeshift kitchen area and began to pretend to wash them, while Wind Chime tidied up some household items she had bought from the market.

After observing from outside for a while, the knight concluded that Robin and his wife did not exhibit any unusual behavior and decided to leave.

However, he was still somewhat uneasy and decided to wait nearby for a while longer to make sure there was nothing suspicious before reporting to the captain.

This is also the mission of their Gatekeeper Knights.

Robin peeked through the kitchen window at the knight's departing figure and secretly rejoiced.

Although they had temporarily fooled the stalker, they were still in danger and had to be even more careful to maintain their disguise in order to continue to survive in the city.

"Wind Chime, we can't let our guard down. That knight might come back to check," Robin whispered to Wind Chime.

Wind Chime nodded: "I know, darling. What should we do next?"

Robin pondered for a moment and said, "We should live like a normal couple. During the day, we can go out to do some simple work or social activities, and come back early to rest at night."

At the same time, we must also keep an eye on our surroundings and see if there's any chance to find the hidden network of relationships Essien mentioned; perhaps they can help us better deal with the Gatekeeper Knights.

Fengling listened attentively to Robin's words, but blushed when she heard about resting early. She recalled her previous actions in bed to avoid being seen by others, and a wave of shyness washed over her.

The next morning, Robin went out to look for work, his old trade: blacksmithing.

He was dressed in simple coarse cloth clothes, carrying a simple tool bag, walking on the slightly deserted streets in the early morning.

The blacksmith shop was located in the city's artisan district, where the air was thick with the smell of smoke and metal.

Robin arrived at a blacksmith shop that looked to be of moderate size. Looking at the name on the sign—"Hank's Blacksmith Shop"—he took a deep breath and went inside.

Inside the shop, a burly, muscular man was busy in front of the furnace; he was Hank, the owner of the blacksmith shop.

When Robin came in, Hank looked up and stared at him with a questioning look.

“Boss, do you need any help? I’m a blacksmith, and I’m quite skilled,” Robin said respectfully.

Hank put down his tools, wiped the sweat from his brow, and walked around Robin, scrutinizing him carefully. "What experience do you have? What can you build?"

Robin confidently replied, "Boss, I can forge all kinds of farm tools and knives, and I also know a little about armor making. I worked as a blacksmith in other places for several years, so you can rest assured about my skills."

Hank thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, you can stay and try it out. You won't be shortchanged on your wages, but you have to work hard."

"Thank you, boss. Don't worry, I'll definitely work hard," Robin said happily.

Meanwhile, Fengling was cleaning the house. She was holding a worn-out broom and carefully sweeping every corner of the house.

She would occasionally peek out the window at her neighbors, thinking about how to build a good relationship with them and whether any of them were Essien's people.

After all, the house was bought with Essien's help, so the female neighbor who gave the gift yesterday was very suspicious.

After cleaning the house, Fengling carried a plate of homemade snacks to her neighbor's house.

She knocked gently on the door, and after a short while, the door opened, and the female neighbor who had given her the gift yesterday appeared at the door.

"Oh, it's a wind chime! Come in!" the female neighbor greeted warmly.

"Big sister, these are some snacks I made, please try them," Fengling said with a smile as she walked into her neighbor's house.

Fengling was very wary. She had never introduced herself since she arrived, so how did this woman know her name?

The female neighbor took the snack, smelled it, and said, "Oh, it smells so good. Wind Chime, you are such a virtuous girl."

Fengling said modestly, "You flatter me, elder sister. Robin and I are new here, and we hope you will take good care of us."

The female neighbor smiled and said, "No problem at all. You two seem like a perfect match. You didn't make too much noise last night, did you?"

Fengling's face flushed red: "Big sister, you're really joking."

The two chatted idly, while Fengling kept an eye on her female neighbor's expressions and words, trying to find some clues related to Essien.

On the other side of the city, Robin began his work at the blacksmith's shop.

He skillfully manipulated the furnace, heating the iron block until it was red-hot, and then struck it hard with a hammer, sparks flying everywhere.

Soon, his first scythe was finished, and Hank's eyes lit up as he held it in his hand. The scythe gleamed with a cold metallic sheen in the sunlight. Hank swung it lightly, feeling the scythe slice through the air smoothly, without the slightest resistance.

Both the feel in hand and the sharpness are top-notch. Hank couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Robin, your craftsmanship is truly excellent. I haven't seen such a well-made scythe in a long time."

Robin smiled modestly: "Boss, you flatter me. I just built it based on my previous experience, and there are still many areas that need improvement."

Although Robin rarely crafts weapons now, her skills are still among the best in the West. The weapons used by the legendary knights of Wilke Territory are mostly crafted by Robin.

To forge this sickle, he deliberately cut corners in many processes, but he never expected that the forged sickle would be so good.

This is giving him a real headache!

(End of this chapter)