Then Charles spoke again. This time, it was his turn to introduce the person who had brought him here.
"Although there is much more to say about that boy's talent, we still have a third person. It's... Andrew," he said. He knew that name would be easily recognizable to his grandfather, as his grandfather was Andrew's father's best friend.
And as he suspected, the mere mention of the name upset him slightly. "Did something happen to him?" he asked.
"Yes, but it's nothing bad... for now," he said. "The thing is, he's become a Level 5 Blacksmith. According to the report, his talent for it is impressive. So..." He paused.
He knew his grandfather understood perfectly what he meant.
And his grandfather fell silent again.
A Level 5 Blacksmith at just 18 years old.
'Just as I expected from your son, old friend. But I should say that he's even better than you were in your day,' he thought.
