Searoth (Part 1)

"Where are we going?" Evan asked as he walked with Anastasia.

"You wanted to create an armour, right?" Anastasia said, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. "We are going to see one of the best blacksmiths in Utopia."

"A blacksmith..." Evan raised an eyebrow in surprise when he heard her.

A few days ago, he had asked her if she knew someone who could create armour for him using the scales of the mid-level Rank Six Dragon he found in the Tomb of the Ancient.

At that time, she said she did know a blacksmith, but they couldn't meet him for the time being as he was somewhere far away.

"Are we going to see the blacksmith you told me about in the closed world of Drayds?" He asked with a curious look on his face, thinking they would be meeting the blacksmith she had spoken of, but to his surprise, Anastasia shook her head.