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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",Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,Lyon impatiently tugged on the reins of his horse: "Alright, I understand. You guys keep busy, I'm going to go find him now."。