In response to the statement Nathaniel had uttered to them, the elders making up the Imperial Production Guild's Ancestral Council could not help but converse with one another in hushed tones. In the meantime, the one who had responded to the former's earlier words, the elder at the center, remained silent.
"Silence," said the elder at the center not long after, causing everyone to go silent in an instant. He was known by many as Elder Faulerei, the head of the Imperial Production Guild's Ancestral Council.
"Clarify yourself, Nathaniel Forgers." Faulerei directly look at Nathaniel, his expression as stoic as it was when Nathaniel had first entered the room. "What is it that you mean by the Blacksmith Guild finding a worthy candidate?"
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