Chapter 989: Wind, Gale, and Tempest

"Uh… I don't mind the disturbance. Anyways, pretty sure we have a lot of those fur in storage."

Fortunately, the man Valyr contacted did not take long to respond even though it was still early in the morning, prompting the young man to inwardly let out a sigh of relief.

Asking a few more questions regarding other materials he would need to forge the armor to Julian, Valyr spared a bit of his attention towards Tristan, who seemed to be absentmindedly looking all around the workshop while he was doing his own thing.

Though, the man unsurprisingly stopped once Valyr asked for his attention.

"Say, Tristan. I don't know if what I've heard about Myst back then was correct…" said the young man with a slightly uncertain expression. "But she aims to become the fastest sword user, right?"

Blanking out for a bit, it was only after a while did the man respond to the question, letting out a faint chuckle as he nodded. "That's still the case, yep."