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",Lyon impatiently tugged on the reins of his horse: "Alright, I understand. You guys keep busy, I'm going to go find him now.",Angel shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips: "I don't know. I just figure it gives me more control."。