"Abel, what are some prerequisites to become a Black Smith Master?"
"Abel, do you still connect with other Black Smith Masters?"
"Abel, do Black Smith Masters make clothing for girls?"
"Abel, can Black Smith Masters make jewelry?"
These questions did not stop. Abel saw the no168 shop front in front of him, and let out a breath of relief. Hr said to Camille, "Camille, we arrived."
"Abel, ever since I found that you are a Black Smith Master, your attitude towards me changed. How come you are no longer as enthusiastic," Said Camille emphasizing her voice.
Abel bitterly smiled at Camille. He knew that all women could be illogical sometimes, even a wise female wizard. Camille was obviously asking weird questions along the way. Abel just did not know how to answer these questions, not that he had an attitude problem. That was such a big injustice. Abel could even feel it on his own face.
