Kapitel 1027: Planting a Seed

Meltierre Empire.

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Within the confines of a large smithy, a silver-haired man was hard at work, his expression serious as he focused all of his attention on the item he was making.

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Looking to be in his early thirties, the man exuded a professional air about him, which easily melded with the work he was doing to bring about a sight that was mesmerizing to the eyes.

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Then again, not many people usually entered the man's smithy, considering that he was forging equipment that would mostly be given to the royalty of the Meltierre Empire.

Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!

"And… done." Keeping his concentration at its maximum even up to his final hammer strike, Byron let out a wide sigh of relief after seeing that the weapon he was forging had reached the quality he intended it to.