Chapter 221


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    The griffin slowly made its descent,nding gracefully. The runway carved from the cier shimmered faintly in a pale white hue. Ronan, the first to step off, thudded his feet on the ground.


    Wow, its really ice.


    Even stepping on it himself, he couldnt believe it. He wondered how they hade up with such a crazy idea. After patting the griffins head, he reached out to Adeshan.


    Come on, get down.


    Th-Thanks


    Adeshan, hesitating, took Ronans hand. It was a small kind gesture that wasmon even before, but now it felt different. Ronan, seeing her with her head down, asked with concern.


    Whats wrong? Are you hurt?


    N-No, its nothing.


    Adeshan replied, avoiding eye contact and lowering her head further. She felt happy and embarrassed, yet also a little shy. Unlike her, who still felt like her face was about to burst, Ronans attitude remained as casual as ever. After what he had just done.


    Hes definitely had a lot of rtionships other than me.


    Even though she knew she couldnt help it, she felt a little resentful. While she had never even had a crush, let alone a rtionship. Of course, Ronan was going through his own struggles.


    Oh man, this is serious.


    Once he started to be conscious of it, she began to look beautiful. Despite pretending to be indifferent, after their kiss, he remained in this state. In a way, it was more serious for Ronan, who had never felt the emotion of love for another person even in his two lifetimes.


    He wanted to confirm the touch of each others lips or even check their texture, but it couldnt be done. He had to focus his attention elsewhere. Taking a deep breath to calm his emotions, he looked around.


    By the way, where do we go in?


    There was no entrance visible on the vast ice in. However, judging by the rhythmic sound of hammeringing from below, there was undoubtedly a forge inside. Raising her head, Adeshan spoke.


    Lets take a look around. It might take a while


    Sure, that sounds good.


    Ronan nodded. They needed to find the entrance quickly to prevent the griffin from freezing. Suddenly, a loud, gruff voice sounded from behind the two.


    Whats this, visitors?


    Huh?


    For some reason, the voice sounded familiar. Both Ronan and Adeshan turned almost simultaneously. Standing about twenty steps away, a man a head taller both of them was dressed in a sleeveless shirt.


    Who are you?


    Wow, what luck to stumble upon this ce while sailing the seas.


    As if in awe, therge man muttered to himself. He held arge bucket in each hand. It seemed more like he had stumbled upon them while working rather thaning to greet them. He spoke:


    Its cold here. Let me guide you to the entrance.


    His kind demeanor contrasted with his rugged appearance. Therge man was about to turn away. Ronan, who had been scrutinizing him closely, raised an eyebrow.


    Wait a minute, arent you Dydican?


    How do you know that name


    Staring intently at Ronan, therge man dropped the buckets. Thud! A transparent liquid, the purpose of which was unclear, spilled out with a gurgle. Therge mans eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.


    Oh my goodness, Ronan?


    Thats right.


    It became clearer as he looked at the man, who was staring at him incredulously. The mans identity was Dydican, the werewolf cksmith from Gran Cappadocia. He was the entric inventor who created a machine that could turn a moment into eternity.


    How long has it been? I heard rumors that youpleted your mission and returned.


    Its been a little over two years. Youve grown a nice beard.


    Haha, suits me, doesnt it? And whos thisdy with you after such a long time?


    Umm, hello


    Adeshan, who had been standing quietly, bowed her waist and greeted him. Dydican, whom they had seen after a long time, was in a human form.


    With his beard grown ruggedly, his naturally intimidating appearance seemed somewhat softened. It was truly a strange reunion. Ronan gave his arm a friendly pat.


    Anyway, why are you here? What about Gran Cappadocia and Lord Dolon?


    Dolon said it would be a good experience. He sent me to learn for about two or three years and thene back. The sense of time is like that of the long-living races.


    Dydican shook his head in disbelief. But judging by the smile on his lips, he didnt seem to have anyints. He picked up the buckets and turned around.


    Anyway, follow me. Ill take you to our master.


    Master?


    Yeah. The cksmith who teaches me here, the masters skills are truly remarkable. Entrust me with the reins.


    Oh, alright.


    Ronan agreed, and Dydican, now holding the griffins reins, set off. The two followed him.


    It took longer than expected to walk because of the vastness of the area. The night sea, bathed in the aurora lights, was beautiful. The sound of waves crashing under the colorful lights was still audible.


    Upon reaching one end of the cier, they found a downhill path made of stone. From here, they could asionally encounter people who looked like cksmiths orborers. As they chatted and caught up on missed stories, Dydican suddenly eximed in surprise.


    Wait, was it you who rescued us?! And was it you who killed Jaeger?


    Someone else killed Jaeger, not me. He was pathetic, but his end was grand.


    I cant believe it. Come to think of it, I heard that it was two humans who saved us, but I never thought itd be you guys


    Dydican stuttered his words. The cksmiths kidnapped by Jaegers subordinates ounted for about thirty percent of the total.


    The remaining people of Aurora Skar had staged a siege for about a month, with the door firmly locked. However, the forge continued to operate even during this time, as they knew no one could prate this fortress of ice. Dydican eximed with some excitement.


    If thats true, you guys are heroes. Im not sure how to express my gratitude.


    Gratitude is unnecessary, just make me some good equipment.


    No problem. Ill handle that well, so dont worry. Oh, here, please take care of this.


    Suddenly, Dydican handed the griffins reins to a young man they encountered at a crossroads. The young man skillfully epted the reins. He looked at the griffins back and spoke.


    Dont worry about the griffin. Our stables are as well insted as our lodgings.


    Thats what you say now, but it better not end up bing a frozen chickenter.


    Haha, depending on the constitution, some people sweat even when they sleep in short sleeves. Well, were here now.


    After walking for a while, Dydican finally stopped. The stone door embedded in the ice was high and wide enough for giants to enter without bowing their heads.


    As the stone door opened, a fairly long corridor appeared. The sound of hammering grew louder with each step. As they stepped out of the corridor, the true appearance of Aurora Skar unfolded before them.


    So, wee to Aurora Skar, the worlds only mobile forge.


    Dydican said with an enthusiastic voice. The mouths of the two dropped open. Adeshan, who had been quiet all along, eximed in admiration.


    Wow


    Amazing.


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    Ronan also nodded in acknowledgment. The vast space wasparable to the grand banquet hall of the Imperial Pce, although not as morous, it had its own rugged charm.


    Most of the elementsprising the interiorfloor, walls, ceiling, pirswere made of bluish ice. It was essentially a battleship carved from ice. People bustled around, chatting loudly.


    Hey, bring me some condensed water!


    We need to feed the light before this aurora ends. Hurry!


    What happened to the weaponsmissioned by the ck man?


    Although warmer than outside, it was still incredibly cold, so they were still wearing thick fur coats. It seemed just as busy as Gran Cappadocia, but if there was a difference, it was that there was an abundance of energy even at night, and words not heard in conventional forges were asionally spoken. Ronan raised an eyebrow.


    Whats condensing water?


    Its a liquid applied to metal and equipment to facilitate the absorption of aurora energy. Remember what I spilled earlier? Feeding light refers to moving the equipment outside and applying condensing water?. Its a general term for the act.


    Aha I see


    Ronans eyebrows furrowed. Despite the kind exnation, he still couldnt understand what was being said. Dydican, who was guiding the two people, suddenly rolled up his hands and shouted.


    Hey, wheres Katan?


    Katan?


    Perhaps because he was a giant, his voice was certainly loud. One of the workers who had been chatting turned his head to answer.


    In the third workshop. Are these two guests?


    Yeah. But theyre not just ordinary guests, theyre the heroes who saved Aurora Skar. Its thanks to these two that our fellow brothers kidnapped by Jaeger were released.


    What?


    The workers all turned their attention. They seemed curious, but Dydican ignored them and continued walking.


    It would be better to talk after themission. Theyre all chatterboxes.


    That might be better.


    Ronan nodded. Crossing the square, they arrived at a room after passing several stairs and corridors. Arge sign saying Third Workshop was attached to the wall.


    The spacious area, carved from the cier, was as wide as putting together several ordinary forges. The first thing that caught their eyes was the ice furnace and the blue mes flickering inside.


    These mes are produced by special ore as fuel. Theyre much hotter than regr mes.


    Even though there was considerable heat, it was surprising that the ice didnt melt. Around the furnace, about six cksmiths were each working on their own tasks.


    Some were hammering, while others were tempering newly forged des by plunging them into the ice. Dydican approached a woman standing with her arms crossed, gazing at the furnace.


    Master.


    Dydican called out, but there was no response. She wore wide pants and a daring outfit that covered only her chest.


    However, she didnt particrly exude sensuality, perhaps due to her short, closely cropped hair and impressively thick forearms, reminiscent of a mans. Her muscr back was adorned with a tattoo of a dragon.


    Thats amazing.


    Even without weapons, she seemed capable of handling ten men at once. Seeing her demeanor, Ronan understood why Dydican was being respectful despite his usual arrogance. Dydican cleared his throat nervously.


    Um, Master. Ive brought guests.


    Dydican, is it? Guests, you say?


    Yes. Theyvee to find the most skilled cksmith in Aurora Skar. They are also the benefactors who got rid of Jaegers soldiers.


    What?


    The woman finally turned around, revealing a set of well-defined abs. Her features, in contrast to her wild physique, were rather beautiful. Dydican gestured toward the woman as he spoke.


    Ronan, this is my master, Katan. Shes the best cksmith in Aurora Skar.


    I wont deny it. But how could such younglings save us?


    Well, you see


    The woman called Katan coolly acknowledged herself as the best cksmith. Dydican briefly exined the truth of the events he had heard from Ronan. She, who alternated her gaze between Ronan and Adeshan, let out a small sigh.


    Hah, it seems to be true. To have such energy at such a young age Please forgive me for calling you youngsters based on appearances alone.


    Its okay. You apologized quickly, and Im used to such treatment.


    Thank you. As Dydican mentioned, my name is Katan. I sincerely thank you for rescuing our fellowrades.


    Katan extended her hand for a handshake. Ronan, without much thought, shook her hand, feeling somewhat startled. It felt like touching tree bark rather than a persons hand, due to the stubborn calluses and scars.


    There was a reason for her confidence.


    Ronan chuckled softly. With just one handshake, he could somewhat gauge Katans level. She was undoubtedly an incredibly skilled cksmith. She spoke again.


    Well, now tell me what youvee for. Seeing as you came at such a time, it doesnt seem like an ordinary matter.


    Its not particrly urgent but lets start with this.


    Ronan, who was rummaging through his pouch, suddenly handed her an elegant envelope. It was a letter of rmendation written by the elders of the Festival of Swords. Katan whistled as she read the rmendation letter.


    Wow, its been a while since Ive seen a rmendation letter like this. Its the first time Ive seen the old bastards of Heiran give such high praise.


    What does it say?


    Its a sight to behold. Im sure youll feel ttered when you read it, so read it on days when you feel your self-esteem is low.


    Katan chuckled. It seemed to be filled with heartfelt gratitude. After returning the rmendation letter, she spoke.


    I really need to work hard on this. Its about time the ck man arrives, so lets start as soon as he leaves.


    The ck man?


    Yeah. Theres a guest who alwayses around this time. I saw earlier that the weapons hemissioned seemed to be finallypleted, so lets start by handing those over.


    Ronan raised an eyebrow at the unfamiliar term. He was about to say something when a palpably ominous and intense aura shed behind him.


    What the hell?


    Every hair on his body stood on end. An oppressive feeling that could never be felt in daily life weighed down on his shoulders.


    Are you okay?


    Ronan? Whats wrong?


    Adeshan and Katan raised their eyebrows. The cksmiths continued their work as if nothing had happened. Ronan, having caught his breath, spoke up.


    Are you two not feeling anything?


    Hmm? What do you mean?


    It seemed that everyone else except him didnt feel anything. While it was understandable for Katan, it was strange that the sensitive Adeshan didnt feel anything either. At that moment, a strange voice came from behind Ronan.


    Hey, is what Imissioned ready yet?


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