"Let me see, the wind boxes in the Demon King Territory are quite old-fashioned. In that case, it might be harder to achieve the necessary temperature. Apart from the infusion of mana, a blower is also essential."
As Yila walked to the blacksmith’s shop, he heard Wolf’s voice. She seemed to be exchanging experiences with that wild blacksmith from the Demon King Territory weretiger.
"The hammer also looks standard. I’ll help you modify it later."
However, most of the time, it seemed to be Wolf doing the teaching.
"Before smelting the iron ore, it’s best to remove some impurities, so..."
Wolf looked serious as she explained, then she noticed Yila. Aside from the weretiger blacksmith, many other weretigers were listening intently, their furry heads forming a sea.
"You’re here, Lord Yila."
Wolf greeted Yila with these words.
Yila nodded in response and said, "Did you sleep well last night? Ah, right, the Demon King Territory will hold a morning meeting in the hall the day after tomorrow. I’ll have the little fairy notify you to attend... Also, there’s really no need for you to call me ’Lord.’"
In response to Yila’s words, Wolf smiled and said, "Miss Hilena has already mentioned this to me. It’s quite a surprise... The atmosphere in the Demon King Territory is much more relaxed than I expected. I thought it would be a more serious environment."
*Wolf might have subconsciously thought that the Demon King Territory would have the imperial political structure, right? Yila was initially not used to the situation here either, but he gradually realized how precious this family-like environment was compared to a court.*
"Regarding the form of address..."
Wolf seemed a bit helpless. She recalled witnessing extreme destruction a few days back and said, "After seeing you go all out, I can hardly greet you without respect."
*In that case, there’s nothing to be done...*
Yila shrugged, indicating that he had no solution either. He looked at the muscle-bound weretigers, who were sitting obediently like good students, and couldn’t help but smile. "How are the weretigers doing with their studies?"
In response to Yila’s words, the weretiger blacksmith showed a helpless expression and spoke in an oddly cultured voice that didn’t match his appearance, "Lord Yila, we have absorbed Miss Wolf’s knowledge about blacksmithing well and greatly admire her expertise."
*Now, here comes the ’but’...*
As Yila had expected, the blacksmith followed up, shaking his head and pointing to the parchment on the table. He continued, "When it comes to magic armor and spell engraving, we find it a bit difficult."
Yila looked to where he was pointing and saw the parchment filled with dense, intricate symbols. He glanced at it, then glanced again, and finally frowned at the spells on the parchment.
Incidentally, during his studies at the Pure White Tower, Yila had joined the War Mage school, meaning his theoretical knowledge was slightly lacking.
So, Yila couldn’t understand it much either.
"In any case, thank you all for your hard work during this time."
Yila could only say this. He thought of something and added, "The Demon King Territory urgently needs magic equipment craftsmen, so we have to rely on you... How about I get you some drinks later?"
This offer immediately caused quite a stir~
"Hahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!"
Wenresa Iluvita laughed maniacally, so crazily that it seemed she had seen the funniest thing in the world. She laughed until tears streamed down her face.
It wasn’t just her; the human woman beside her and all those who were watching Yila at that moment were also in unexpected ecstasy, their faces adorned with amused smiles.
"The cycle of reincarnation! It’s broken!"
Wenresa Iluvita said this, gazing in Yila’s direction with a perpetual smile. She said, "Souls should return to Igdrasil... but it’s different now."
Yes, when people died, their souls would return to Igdrasil, the World Tree, or the world itself symbolized by the World Tree, and new life would be born. But after the [Mutation], things seemed to have changed.
The human woman couldn’t help but sigh, genuinely intrigued. She said, "Yila, Yila Elkaras, he really is a super genius! That robber! He has stolen the World Tree’s authority!!"
Though she called Yila a "robber," the human woman seemed very pleased, as if she fully supported Yila...
"What are you thinking?"
Wenresa Iluvita asked, smiling at her companion. "The inscription on that ancient slate... The [Chaos] sealed by the gods for ten thousand years, if we consider the timing, Yila’s birth matched up quite well, didn’t it?"
Upon hearing this, the human woman’s eyes grew even brighter as she said, "Yila might be the [Chaos] mentioned on the slate? That would make things even more interesting."
*Yes, things were indeed getting more interesting. She couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.*
"Indeed, if that were true, I’m really looking forward to it... the Apocalypse of Igdrasil!"
Wenresa Iluvita said this with a light and expectant tone about "the end of the world," chuckling as she gazed at the distant World Tree and then at Yila. "I’m truly grateful to be awakened in this era~"
Wenresa Iluvita then looked at the sky, her eyes glistening with an idea. "By the way, should we awaken everyone who is sleeping? That would surely be interesting."
As Wenresa proposed this, the human woman didn’t react, but many of the dozens of [Others] who were watching Yila seemed excited, already shifting their focus as if truly going to awaken other Others.
"However, I must give a word of caution... Even if it can be proven that Yila Elkaras is the [Chaos] and [Igdrasil’s Apocalypse] mentioned on the slate, do not think about killing Yila prematurely."
Wenresa Iluvita said this with a kind smile, "By the authority as a descendant of Iluvita, if the [Others] dare to make a move!"
"You will be my enemy!"