The Underground

Morning, Ironhammer Street.

The name of this street was clearly at odds with the general Norlandic style, but there was a reason why the street was named as such.

The moment Joshua stepped into this street, the number of human pages was much lesser than in other parts of Norland.

While the number of dwarfs with hammers or axes were far more noticeable as the sounds of bellow forges rang out from the smithies lining the street.

The heat released by the dwarven furnaces had raised the temperature of the entire street considerably.

"Aren't you sleepy waking up so early?"

Ciri followed behind Joshua as she yawned. She had stayed up late again last night. After completing part of the original art, she had got the first manuscript of "Leon: The Demon".

"This is the norm for a programmer."