"How did you think of this? It's amazing..." the artisan said as soon as he read the initial blueprint of the gun I wanted to be made.
He was a dwarf and might have been the only dwarf in the HQ. His beard was braided and he was at least 5 feet tall. Not the shortest height I've ever thought a dwarf should be.
I don't need to pay attention to his features. What I need is his talents, and right now, I am aware that he is talented.
Just after showing the initial plan, he already knew the purpose of it. Maybe he also speculated on the final output of the plan, but couldn't comprehend the full use of it.
Verxal was silent and just looked at Ellena with a puzzled look. Well, he might be thinking that Ellena wasn't the type of person who is into creation.
"Where did you get this, missy?" the artisan asked.
"It's from someone who bears concern for me," Ellena said with a mysterious smile.
