Chapter 161. The Sparks

~3RD PERSON’S POV~

~Mystic-Meadow, 700 years ago~

The sound of hammering echoed loudly from within Vincent’s workshop. Vincent attended to customers who came to buy kitchen utensils, and the sound was starting to disturb him. As the last customer left the shop, the sound of the hammer came again, and his brows furrowed. Vincent put up the ‘closed’ sign on his shop’s window and immediately walked into the workshop.

Darwin’s eyes sparkled brightly, and his sweat glowed bright orange as the sparks from each strike of his hammer flew before him. He clenched his teeth and held the handle of his hammer tightly as a memory from a few weeks ago flashed through his mind.~~“You keep coming back again and again. No matter what I do, you refuse to give up. Why are you humans so persistent?” Daniella asked softly, with wonder in her eyes.

“It’s nothing personal; I just need to get some firewood back to Sir. Vincent,” Darwin replied with a bright smile. His entire body was