#65. Ice Beer for the Continent's Greatest Craftsman

#65. Ice Beer for the Continent's Greatest Craftsman

The blacksmith Bardus and his apprentices arrived in Winterwald.

They climbed down from the carriage, trembling with fear.

"Master…. I heard working conditions in the North are hell. My uncle came back with a speech impediment after swinging a pickaxe in a frozen mine…."

"Still, I heard things have become bearable since Her Grace the Grand Duchess went north…."

"Tsk. Regardless, steel yourselves. Isn't hammering iron better than being chewed up by a dragon?"

Bardus closed his eyes in despair.

For the sake of Yongyongi, their benefactor who had rescued his apprentices from the dragon's lair, he intended to create the finest weapons possible.

But.

Creeeeak...