Lukas left the arena without bothering to watch the match.
That match would probably be won by the man named Kaytai. Although the Dragonman called Toirask was relatively strong, he hadnât fully matured yet.
The place he headed to next was a blacksmith. Of course, there were dozens of blacksmiths in Lirua, but the one he went to was the place that Ashstar had left the Ancient Dragonâs skull earlier that day.
Clang! Clang!
The clanging sound unique to smithies resonated through the entire area. The blacksmiths were all busy with their work.
These blacksmiths had appearances closer to humans than to Dragonmen, and many of them were old.
Lukas approached one of them. This blacksmith was sitting on a chair and wiping sweat from his forehead as though heâd just finished his work.
âCustomer?â
He asked in a blunt tone.
Lukas nodded and said.
âYeah. I would like to commission an item.â
âHmm. Wait a minuteâŠâ
The Dragonman looked at Lukas with slightly hazy eyes for a moment.
ââŠarenât you the Dragon Hunter who left the Ancient Dragonâs skull here earlier today?â
âThatâs right.â
The blacksmithâs face immediately brightened.
âHoho. I see. Are you thinking of entrusting us with the skull now?â
His voice was even more excited than his expression.
Now that he thought about it, Lukas realised that these blacksmiths had probably been eager to process the skull from the moment he asked them to store it for him.
Of course, since he hadnât decided on what he would do with the Ancient Dragonâs skull yet, he refused.
âNo.â
The scene was a replay of what happened earlier.
The Dragonmanâs excited expression rapidly devolved to one of disappointment.
âThen what kind of commission would you like to order? We have most of the materials that you might need here in our forge, but the quality isnât very good compared to that. And on that subject, the cost would be a bit high too.â
âDidnât I entrust another set of materials with you as well?â
The Dragonman tilted his head in confusion for a while before nodding with an âahâ. The impact of the Ancient Dragonâs skull had been so big that he had completely forgotten it.
âYou mean the corpse of the Ancient Dragonâs offspring.â
âYes.â
âWell, it is a mutant, and the strength of its bones and scales are pretty good, so it wouldnât be a problem to use it as materials.â
The blacksmith nodded.
In particular, the long, flexible tail could be used to make a unique piece of equipment, whether it was a weapon or armor.
âFine. Iâll get started on it right away.â
âPlease do. How much will it cost?â
âItâll probably cost around 3,000 erus. You can pay when Iâm done.â
âUnderstood. How long will it take?â
âHmm. Well. Iâll have to figure out where to start, but I think itâll take at least a weekâŠâ
ââŠâ
At least a week.
Lukas rolled this thought around in his head for a while before nodding. It was a bit longer than he would have hoped, but it couldnât be helped.
âAll right.â
âThen you can come back to me in a week.â
After saying that, the Blacksmith turned around without hesitation. It seemed that he was preparing to work again, so Lukas decided to leave the smithy.
Clang!
That was until a clear sound rang out.
It was definitely the sound of metal striking against metal.
But in this environment where the sounds of hammers striking metal came from every direction, it was only this sound that caught Lukasâ attention.
He turned towards the direction the sound was coming from.
Clang!
The person behind this sound was so eye-catching that Lukas couldnât help but wonder how he hadnât noticed them before. But after thinking about it for a moment, he realised the reason.
It was because compared to the large Dragonmen, her physique was rather small. Right, it was a female Dragonman.
Even though she wore baggy clothes, was covered in soot, and her face was scrunched in concentration, she could still be considered beautiful.
Clang!
The sound of the hammering was extremely clear.
Lukas grabbed the blacksmith who had turned his back to him and pointed to her.
âWho is that woman? Is she also a blacksmith?â
âHer⊠donât mind her.â
The blacksmith replied with a strange expression on his face. Lukas had a feeling that he shouldnât ask any more questions.
He turned to look at the woman again.
By then, the blue-haired woman had put down her hammer with a slight frown on her face. Was she done with her work?
That was probably the case. Her gaze turned to the table beside the anvil she had been working with.
ââŠâ
Then, her eyebrows twitched slightly and her lips parted.
âRytol! You son of a bitch!â
Although it wasnât very loud, her voice strangely resonated through the entire smithy. It reminded Lukas of Kangkiâs voice back in the arena.
The blacksmith in front of Lukas flinched when he heard her shout.
It seemed that he was the very same âRytolâ. With his back hunched, he carefully approached the woman.
ââŠwhat do you need?â
Why was he being so polite?
Contrary to Lukasâ curiosity, Nekdu frowned with an unforgiving expression.
âWhat do I need? You little pig-nosed bastard, what did I tell you yesterday?â
ââŠIf itâs the hirometal that you mentioned, I put 10kg below your anvil.â
âBesides that! The towels and water in case I get thirsty while working! I told you to leave them beside me, didnât I?!â
âAh.â
âAh? You little bastard.â
The woman seemed to be less than half Rytolâs size.
In truth, it wasnât that bad, but when compared to the Dragonmen who were usually 2m tall and extremely muscular, she appeared thin and fragile.
Nevertheless, Rytol simply lowered his head, seemingly unable to respond to the womanâs cursing.
Lukas continued looking at the woman.
Maybe.
She was a really good blacksmith. He didnât know much about blacksmithing, but he did know a lot about âsoundâ.
And the sounds she made with her hammer were not normal.
But that wasnât the only thing that caught Lukasâ attention.
[Blacksmith of Lava Nekdu]
ââŠâ
Unlike Bargan and Ashstar, she didnât have any âloyaltyâ stat.
Perhaps it was because she and Lukas were complete strangers. Nevertheless, besides a name and a title, there was one other thing that Lukas could see.
[Difficulty: B]
It was the B difficulty that he was seeing for the first time.
At that moment, their eyes met. Nekdu opened her mouth.
âWhatâs with this wimp?â
It seemed that this was the impression that all Dragonmen had upon seeing Lukas for the first time.
Rytol hurriedly whispered.
âThatâs him.â
âAm I supposed to know this person? I hope heâs not some trash sent by Kangki aga-â
âHeâs the one who entrusted us with the Ancient Dragonâs skull.â
ââŠâ
Nekduâs expression dropped immediately, then she hurriedly changed her words.
âN-, now that I take a closer lookâŠâ
She looked at Lukas with an expression that seemed to say she was doing her very best to think of something nice to say.
âHe is a really muscular and handsome guy. Ha, haha. I must be tired from working all night, which is why I couldnât recognise such a handsome man.â