Noah took the book and inspected it.
Inside, there was the description of all the procedures that Ivor went through to create his knife.
'Sword creation with the Elemental forging method.'
As soon as he read the title though, he turned his head to look at Ivor and smiled awkwardly.
"Don't you have something that describes how to forge sabers? I'm not that into swords."
Ivor's eyes widened and he took a long sip from his jar before snorting and rebuking his student.
"Who cares about the name that you give to something! If a piece of wood can cut a tree then it's a sword! If you stretch your fingers and use them to cut a man, then your fingers are a sword! Don't dwell on useless things and remember that it's the core of the item that matters, its external shape can be whatever you want it to be!"
Noah still didn't completely believe in Ivor's words.
"So, you are saying that I should just forge a sword with the shape of a saber?"
Oh right.
About that "nephew" some chapters ago.
Of course Noah is Thomas Balvan grandson but, in my language, nephew and grandson have the same meaning so I made that mistake. Don't worry though, I had already corrected it when I reviewed all the paragraphs comment.