The forge Sunny and Nephis had entered was not the only space that the enchanters of Clan Valor used in the warcamp of the Sword Army. If anything, it was the less important of them — but he did not mind.
There was a small courtyard behind the outer wall, with harvested remains of the Nightmare Creatures piled neatly on the ground. Most of them had already been cleaned and processed, but there was still a heavy smell of blood lingering in the air.
Sunny studied the piles of hides, scales, bones, fangs, claws, tendons, and talons for a moment.
'Makes sense.'
Somehow, he had imagined this place to be full of metal and steel. But during the conquest of an untamed region of the Dream Realm, the main materials Awakened artisans would use were the corpses of the Nightmare Creatures — after all, they were readily available as a byproduct of the conquest itself, and often possessed amazing qualities as well.
Behind the material storage were the entrances to several crafting halls. Nephis led him to the central door, smiling softly in response to the reverent bows from the workers present in the courtyard.
"We are going to be visiting a pair of enchanters today. They are not the most senior, but also not without status… both are Masters, so you might want to treat them with some respect."
Sunny nodded.
Nephis knocked on the door, waited for a few moments, and then entered.
He could hear two voices coming from the inside:
"...Huh? What is it now?"
The first voice was female, hiding a hint of irritation.
"Oh, right. I forgot to mention. We have visitors today."
The second voice was male and quite nonchalant.
Sunny studied the two enchanters, a bit surprised. In his head, the forgemasters were all wizened, grey-haired old men. But these two look no different from most Masters he had met.
The first enchanter was a beautiful, petite woman wearing an emerald robe, with her hair gathered neatly into a bun.
The second enchanter was a seemingly absentminded man with messy black hair, dressed in peculiar patchwork garments. He wore plenty of accessories, too — both the clothes and the accessories seemed to be enchanted and self-made, making Sunny wonder what function each element was meant to play.
Nephis nodded.
"Master Snow. Master Alice."
The men responded with a nonchalant bow, while the woman suddenly froze.
Her eyes widened slightly.
A moment later, she seemed to regain her composure and bowed elegantly.
"Lady Changing Star, Master Sunless. It's an honor."
Despite her refined manners, Sunny couldn't help but feel like the gazes she threw at them were a little… heated.
'Is this the ally Neph mentioned, perhaps?'
He wasn't sure, but there was something familiar about these glances.
They were strangely similar to how mundane people usually looked at Kai, back in NQSC…
Sunny coughed.
"Pleasure to meet you."
The petite woman did not respond immediately.
Master Snow, meanwhile, studied him for a moment.
"So, is it true?"
Sunny raised an eyebrow.
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The man scratched the back of his head.
"That you are an enchanter."
'Ah.'
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