"I Am here~"
"I am here~"
"i am~"
Listening to his voice echoing around multiple times, Iwan grumbled.
"Maybe I was too loud?"
Iwan wondered; since he was a guest here, he wanted to present himself in the grand manner of a guest, just like Inas.
'I should wait!'
Iwan decided on something that would really test his patience.
He had decided on waiting because no matter what, how could someone make their guest wait a long time.
'He will be here soon.'
Iwan nodded his head while wondering about something.
"Will he come out of the fire, or will this gigantic wall of fire disappear?"
He could barely wait to see how Blaze would come out from behind the wall.
As he waited for Blaze, the clanging sound continued without any interruption.
'Was I not loud enough? Is he still hammering or something?'
Iwan clenched his fist, but he didn't dare throw it out.
It was reasonable to knock on your host's door, but no normal host would have a door made of fire like Blaze.
"This is indeed an inferno."
The heat was finally creeping up on his mind.
Iwan looked around, and there was really nothing except fire everywhere. He had realized the same thing when he had entered this region.
"He really lives up to his name as the God Of Fire."
Iwan mumbled with a smile. He was visiting a friend, so waiting for just this much was still not too upsetting for him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The wall of fire opened like a curtain, and a man as tall as Iwan appeared in front of him.
"You are here."
Blaze said to Iwan with a smile, but his face was sweaty.
'I didn't notice it before, but his hair looks like it is on fire. Such bright red color.'
Iwan mumbled to himself as half of Blaze's face was covered with his wet hair.
As though he had come out after doing some hard labor.
"Aren't you going to welcome me?"
Iwan said with a grin.
He may have been taken back by the oddly tired appearance of Blaze, but nothing was more important for Iwan than to escape this absurd level of heat.
"This place is a literal hell. How do you even live here?"
Iwan continued, but he realized that Blaze wasn't focused on him.
Standing behind the parted wall of fire, Blaze looked back toward where he had come from.
'Just what is he looking at?'
Iwan wondered, but just then, Blaze started talking warmly.
"You all can leave. I have a guest."
As Blaze said that, beautiful fairies passed him one after another.
'Ethereal beauties."
Iwan had heard these two words countless times, but this was the first time he had thought of these words.
That is how beautiful each of the women exiting the middle region was.
'Not even the veiled priestess was this beautiful.'
Iwan thought while remembering how things had ended with the millennial princess.
Seeing how a man was lost in his thoughts while passing by, one of the beauties blew towards Iwan.
Iwan was shocked as they passed him after giving him a smiling glance.
There was not even a single beauty who was not holding a hammer.
They all had different types of hammers. Some hammers looked heavier than others, while others were as small as Iwan's hand, that is, relatively light if one had to guess.
Iwan was lost for words.
All of the beauties were sweating while also emitting a fruity smell that made Iwan more confused.
After a few minutes, the long line of beauties finally ended, and Iwan turned towards Blaze.
"81 fairies. Just how?"
Iwan couldn't help but lower his head in shame when he compared himself to Blaze.
"Just what were you doing in there?"
Iwan misworded his question. Instead, he wanted to know how Blaze handled so many of them alone.
"What do you mean?"
Blaze placed his hand on Iwan and looked at the backs of the ladies moving together towards the other regions.
"They wanted me to teach them how to forge, and I was doing just that."
Blaze said with a deep look in his eyes.
Iwan shook his head at the shamelessness of his first and only friend from Olympus.
"What? You don't believe me?"
Blaze buzzed around more after seeing Iwan's reaction.
"At least unfold your cloth."
Iwan glanced down before passing the space in the wall of fire.
Blaze looked down and unfolded his cloth with an awkward look before following behind Iwan.
"Woah~"
Iwan was in awe.
Unlike the castle he had entered in the first domain, Blaze didn't have a building or anything.
It was just plain ground covered with burning shelves and an open smithy that Iwan had yet to see.
After passing the wall of fire, the shelves weren't the first thing that entered Iwan's sight.
"Weapons and Armors."
Countless weapons and armors were displayed on thousands of tall vertical shelves in the middle region.
"The shelves on the right have weapons, and the ones on the left have the armors."
Blaze told Iwan with a bright gaze. His work was being looked upon by someone with such excitement that even he felt a deep joy in his heart.
"I can see that too."
Iwan laughed and moved like a mad horse as he dived towards the right shelves.
"There are so many weapons. A sword, a short one, a long one, a broad sword."
The shelves with swords were divided into varying rows and columns depending on the sword's size.
Iwan was excited beyond words.
'No matter how many Sects I went to, no one took me in as a disciple. I trained my body. I trained with weapons, but even the Sects focused on Weapons never gave me a chance. But, even those Sects won't have a weapon treasury like this.'
Iwan's mind was on a spin. He couldn't even keep his eyes on a single shelf. Not to mention the uncountable number of weapons on each one of them.
From swords to spears, clubs to maces, even simple sticks with different shapes, there was nothing that Blaze hadn't forged.
"God of Fire?? Aren't you more of a God of Blacksmiths?"
Iwan shouted at Blaze before running towards the shelves on the left where the armors were.
"Heh. Look at the symbol on my babies."
Blaze said in a commanding tone which caused Iwan's eyes to be all on the handles of the weapons.
Iwan stopped in his tracks and looked back at the weapon shelf.
This particular shelf only had swords hanging on it.
"There is a burning hammer on the hilt of this sword. This one too."
Iwan realized that every one of the swords had a hammer symbol on its handle.
A hammer that was on fire, no less.
"What are these symbols?"
Iwan asked after looking back at Blaze, who had easily kept up with his maddening pace.
"The hammer is the sign of the Ultra Great God of Blacksmiths. The fire that had enveloped the hammer shows that the same God is also the God of Fire, the one with unparalleled strength and handsomeness."
Listening to Blaze, Iwan almost went forward to grab one of the swords. But he wasn't sure about which one he should go for.
'I could swear that the screen said Blaze, Hephaestus was the God of Fire. I thought his hammer was just his hobby, but this...'
Iwan recalled his first meeting with Blaze but now, looking at the thousands of shelves around him, he squashed his conclusion on Blaze.
"So you are indeed a smithing God. I don't think any blacksmith, even one from the martial society, would be able to forge so many weapons and armors, even if they were an immortal."
Iwan said everything unconsciously. He didn't give much thought to his words. But, there was no chance in the depths of his mind where he was speaking carelessly.
"Wait, don't tell me those women I saw leaving before..."
"Were they the ones who made these weapons?"
Iwan was curious about why the fairies were holding a hammer and thus asked at such a time when Blaze looked like he was lost in his thoughts.
"I did say that these were my babies, but I never meant literally."
Blaze laughed at Iwan's question while Iwan was lost in picturing something that caused him to feel nauseous.
"And, as for what you said, you are right but also wrong. There was indeed a human who had crafted almost as many weapons as me."
"Not armors but only weapons as that was what he was interested in."
Blaze said in a low voice. His sudden change in pitch showed that he was feeling remorse and saddened as he talked about the man in question.
Blaze passed Iwan, who was still recovering from the sudden joke from Blaze.
"Follow me."
Blaze told Iwan and proceeded to move towards the middle of the whole region.
Following Blaze, Iwan's eyes lingered here and there, but finally, as Blaze stopped after walking for a while, Iwan was stunned.
"A smithy."
Iwan said not because there was a building in front of him.
Instead, there was a metal plaque in front of him which had the word "smithy" written on it.
"This is where I make them."
Blaze said with a deep smile.