Chapter 158. The Blacksmith

~3RD PERSON'S POV~

“Have you ever heard about the blacksmith?” Clarabelle asked.

"No, I haven't, my queen,” the UNKNOWN replied.

Clarabelle shut her eyes and said, “The blacksmith is a legend among the mortals. Some of them actually believe he exists, and some of them believe he's just a myth. They say the blacksmith lives in the deepest, blackest depths of Mystic Meadow and enternaly hammers a glowing piece of metal, waiting for the day he can take revenge on the ones who hurt him.Legend says people actually go to him to seek weapons that can slay monsters and grant powers beyond human imagination, but to get to him, you'll have to lose all sense of good you have in you, let the darkness take over, and get engulfed in the lust for hatred and revenge that surrounds his workshop.But who is the blacksmith, who exactly hurt him, and why wait for the right time to attack? It all started 700 years ago before the werewolves showed up.”~700 years ago, Mystic-Meadow~