He was simply devoted to making a perfect sword.
And sharpening the blade of that sword.
Pandan and Jerico watched the process, forgetting the passage of time.
Even as the other adventurers, bored by the repetitive work, had already settled down to rest, they continued to watch.
And finally, the dwarf finished his work.
"Phew..."
What was completed was a longsword.
It seemed similar to a dagger that had already been made, as if they were siblings.
The blade gleamed black, clearly not an ordinary metal.
Clap clap clap clap clap.
The one who applauded was none other than Pandan.
"That was beautiful. It was an incredibly beautiful sight!"
Helmut walked out, wiping his sweat with a towel.
His skin was red and burnt, and his hands and feet were trembling from the long work.
His voice was completely hoarse from inhaling the hot air right in front of him.
"Humans? cough"
