"Sure, why not?" said Valyr in response, eliciting a bright smile to appear on Sven's face.
"However, I'll have to ask you to move away from me a bit."
Seeing the slight confusion on the man's face, the young man explained. "Though I'm more than certain that there wouldn't be a problem whatsoever, it's better to be safe than sorry."
At those words, Sven acquiesced, distancing himself from Valyr to give the latter the leeway to move about.
Even though he didn't really have to do so since he was just an image.
Nevertheless, with Sven being a fair distance away from the young man, Valyr faintly sighed in relief as he took out a few items from his spatial bracelet.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Who knew I'd be forging a new firearm this soon?" Staring at the gunpowder and the bullets he had prepared for the arquebus, Valyr let out a faint chuckle as he began the arming process.
