บท 631: The Legendary Blacksmith[Part 2]

'Uhh…'

Northern did not show it, but he was surprised as hell. This wasn't quite the response he was expecting from the lady standing before him.

The way she commanded the air in the workshop with sharp wit and fiery spirit—that defiant but delighted expression on her face—informed Northern of the presence of an extraordinary person in this smithy. And his senses were piqued by her, which meant undoubtedly she was great too.

But she was a female? However, Northern could not deny the palpable aura of fire that she emanated.

Her outfit was a deliberate choice, practical but defiant. A cropped black top clung to her, revealing a toned midriff that hinted at countless hours of relentless work and unshakable discipline.

Over her waist hung a smith's leather apron, heavy and adorned with intricate patterns—both armor for the forge and a badge of her mastery.