MMORPG: Rise of the Primordial Godsmith

Chapter 1530: Heading to Meltierre

”…Do you two really have to leave?”

Standing outside the guildʼs Teleportation Hall, Julian looked at both Valyr and Ataraxia with a forlorn expression, making it seem as if the current situation was that between of a father and his children separating.

”I have to head to the empire sooner or later, no?” asked Valyr in response, a slightly dumbfounded look adorning his face. ”In case youʼve forgotten, Iʼve already gone past the deadline to head to the empire by over two months.”

”I know,” said the man, letting out a sigh. ”But…”

”But… what?” Valyr glanced back at him, reading between the lines of Julianʼs forlorn expression.

Eventually, an idea of why the man was trying to make him change his mind had begun to form in his mind. ”Donʼt tell me… you donʼt want me to leave so I can finish more of the guildʼs quotas?”

Hearing that, Julian immediately declined the thought without hesitation. ”What?! No! How could I do such a thing?!”

Yet, with the man vehemently rejecting the notion, as if he hadnʼt thought of the idea even once, Valyr knew that he had directly hit the mark.

Then again, with how many quotas he had completed the past months he was working on both his and Ataraxiaʼs armor, the young man found Julianʼs reaction to his departure understandable.

Although he didnʼt take another quota after forging the first piece of what would eventually become Ataraxiaʼs Half Wyvern Armor, the young man used the knowledge he gained during the forging process to refine the set of instructions he gave to his copies.

Then, with every subsequent armor piece further refining those set of instructions, Valyr eventually began to accept quotas while continuing to work on Ataraxiaʼs equipment.

Specifically, he began to accept quotas from the guild again a month after arriving at the Blacksmith Guild.

Though he had Ataraxia take care of the materials for the quota at first, even going so far as to transfer it to the furnace for Valyr to process, the latter eventually figured out what kind of instructions he needed to implement if he wanted the copies to control the furnace.

Of course, the instructions he gave to the copy werenʼt perfect at first, needing him a few adjustments here and there to accommodate the various materials that would be put into the furnace.

However, once everything began to click and the copy began to work the furnace as well as he did, the young man finally put his copies to work, conjuring an additional copy to deliver the materials Ataraxia requested in response to the quota.

With him also adjusting one of the copyʼs instructions to involve taking out materials from the furnace after reaching their optimal temperatures, Valyr had almost 20 copies constantly forging on the side, fully fleshing out the production line thought he had the first time he figured out what his copies were capable of.

By the time the production line of sorts was in full swing, both Valyr and Ataraxia had been in the Blacksmith Guild for almost two months now.

Yet, with each batch of equipment only taking around an hour and a half to complete, the remaining two months before their departure for the empire yielded incredible results, with the production line completing about four quotas… every single day.

Thinking about how Julian entered the workshop back then to inform him that he could head to the empire whenever he wanted rather than at the deadline heʼd been given, Valyr could not help but inwardly admonish himself.

Inwardly letting out a sigh at his thoughts, the young man looked at Julian before asking, ”With how many quotas Iʼve finished over the past couple of months… wouldnʼt the guild be able to handle the oncoming quotas from now on?”

”Well… yes.” Although he got the feeling that Valyr wasnʼt planning on changing his mind of leaving for the empire, Julian was still going to try nevertheless. ”But…”

”Then thereʼs no need for me to stay here any longer,” said the young man in response, his expression calm as he and Ataraxia stepped on the central teleportation construct. ”Iʼve extended my stay within the guild for so long anyway.”

Hearing those words, Julian finally accepted the fact that any of his attempts at persuading the young man to stay at the guild would end up becoming futile.

Thus, after a brief silence, the man glanced at the two for a bit before asking, ”Say hi to Byron for me, will you?”

Seeing that the man before them wasnʼt hung up on them leaving any longer, Valyr returned the favor with a slight smile and a nod.

”I will.”

…

Whoosh!

Appearing within the Teleportation Hall of Meltierre Empireʼs Blacksmith Guild after some time, Valyr and Ataraxia went ahead and looked around their surroundings first before taking note of the staff member at the edge of the doorway.

”Sir Ylvar and Sir Ataraxia, right?” asked the staff after seeing that the two were done looking around.

The two nodded in response.

Nodding in return, the staff then told them, ”Iʼve been informed by Guild Leader Pyrrhia beforehand that the two of you would be arriving here.”

”Iʼve also been informed by Director Byron to lead you to his personal workshop the moment you two arrive.”

”Understood.” Though the two of them had other plans in mind aside from the task Valyr had been given, Valyr and Ataraxia looked at each other for a bit before deciding to follow the staff member for now.

Feeling a sense of relief wash over her body the moment the two accepted her words, the staff member went ahead and guided the two through the winding corridors of Meltierre Empireʼs Blacksmith Guild, passing by many of the guildʼs blacksmiths along the way.

Eventually, the three of them found themselves at a secluded portion of the guild, with the faint sound of hammering the only sign that they were a fair distance away from a workshop.

”This is far as I can go,” said the staff member, faintly bowing as she pointed to the path before them. ”Up ahead is Director Byronʼs personal workshop.”

Thanking the woman for guiding them this far, the two soon watched the staff member gradually disappear from their field of vision.

Then, after taking a brief look at their current surroundings, the two began to walk along the path pointed out to them, eventually finding themselves standing in front of a massive workshop about 10 minutes later.