CH368 Machine Forgesmith
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The third thing Grandmaster cherish over ale, along with his wife and his craft, was his son.
"Can I ask why?" Alex asked skeptically. "With both your influences, any large organisation would open their doors to him and take care of him. At the very least, they'd offer him a growth environment far better than what I can provide."
"That would be true… if our boy were typical," Kaylyn said softly.
"Our boy is a genius," Grandmaster Ironhost added proudly.
"At a young age, he devoured our lessons on Forgesmithing and Alchemy, and he even went further to take up Runesmithing. He was on the path to becoming a Magic Armour Designer. His expertise in the three major crafts would have easily positioned him as a remarkable designer," Kaylyn explained.
"'Would have'?" Alex raised an eyebrow.
Kaylyn sighed, her expression tinged with melancholy. "The world had other plans. He couldn't awaken the talent required to become a Magic Armour Designer."
