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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",Pushing open the gate, the courtyard of the stilt house was laden with vegetables and fruits. On the shelves beside it, withered vines still clung to the structures. These vines, during harvest month, would bear many "droplets," which Jon called grapes. Leon had tasted them and found them quite sweet, but now, the month for eating grapes had passed.,Lyon approached, even though he had deliberately restrained the force of his steps, the brass boots still made a loud thudding sound with every contact against the wooden floor.。