Chapter 287. The Two Masters (2) (2/2)
It was an a scene Kwon Noya clearly looked older, but he was speaking so politely to the child In fact, Kwon Pal, while Seo Jun-Ho also had to actively suppress his smile
“Why didn’t you mention the kind of valuable custo why Seo Jun-Ho hadn’t told hi and h the humiliation
“That’s why I shook et that?! You have a rin really pissed hi formally to me that much, brother?”
“No, that’s not it”
“I feel a bit sad Though I look like this, I should be at least 300 years older than you”
“” Kwon Noya’s shoulders sluant”
“Not at all Now, let us get into the main order of business”
“And that would be?”
Graham pointed at Jun-Ho
“You are aware that he needs a new set of armor, correct?” he asked
“Yes, he asked me to make one and I declined”
“And why did you do that?”
“Well” Kwon Noya stopped It wasn’t that he didn’t know the reason, but he was a little embarrassed to say it in front of Seo Jun-Ho himself
“Go ahead Speak freely before me”
“” Why did he suddenly feel like he was a young h as he spoke, “I just I just thought ry I could not bring myself to lift my hammer”
“Noya, I’ve never—”
“Jun-Ho, you stay quiet” Graham held up his hand and cut him off He then looked at Noya and said arm eyes, “Continue, brother”
“I personally think that blacksmiths should not weld for their own satisfaction”
“And why is that?” the dwarf asked
Kwon Noya was quiet Why? Why couldn’t they?
‘Well, if I kept giving Jun-Ho my creations for my own self-satisfaction’
Soht return as a cold corpse The incoht cause the death of someone precious to hih hi”
Kwon Noya ih Graham was a dwarf blessed by Mother Earth, Kwon Noya didn’t like that Graha down on the skills he had cultivated his whole life
“Why are you angry? You retired because you knew this better than anyone else, no?”
“”
It angered him, but Graham was correct Kwon Noya had realized his incompetence, and he put down the hammer as a result
“It’s somewhat pathetic” Graham chuckled and placed down his cup of tea “Thank you for the tea Let us return, Seo Jun-Ho”
“Excuse me?” Surprised, Seo Jun-Ho stared at Noya and Graha just like that?”
If this was hoas going to end, then there had been no point in co
Graham pulled on his coat “Not even I can say much to help a blacksmith who has reached their liave up without even atte to overcome them, how could one call themselves a blackse”
“!” Noya’s entire body flinched The harsh criticism instantly woke him up
‘IGave up?’
No He hadn’t He had sireed He had stopped his oldJun-Ho’s future And that was all
But Why did Graham’s words make him feel empty inside?
‘Did I try?’
On the day Seo Jun-Ho aardly handed over the broken White Ar to him, Kwon Noya decided to retire on the spot At the time, he felt bitter and frustrated, but the sense of freedoht that he had worked long and hard enough
‘Did I Even try?’
He hadn’t even tried to repair the equipive him some time If he had, the stupid man would have believed him and waited until the end, even if he seemed uneasy on the outside
‘Perhaps Perhaps I did give up’
Kwon Noya slowly closed his eyes as he realized just how eic his entire body felt
‘I didn’t even light the fire’
Kwon Noya had always been telling his grandson to finish whatever he started It was also the motto of the Kwon clan
‘So that’s what it meant’
He was ashamed that he still hadn’t realized this in a hundred years However, Kwon Noya would never make the same mistake twice With a determined look, he stood up
“Wait for me”
“”
Graham looked over his shoulder just as he was about to walk out the door But Kwon Noya was looking at Seo Jun-Ho, not at the dwarf
“I can’t tell you when the tih to create your armor”
“” Seo Jun-Ho revealed a wide smile He hadn’t even received his armor yet, but he already felt protected “Of course, I will”
“It seems that you have finally coize for my unseemliness, Graham”
“Not to worry You are only a hundred years old, but you are wiser than so under me” Graham’s eyes sparkled as he sat back down “Then, let us start discussing the construction”
“The construction of what?”
“What else? We will have to ether Let us discuss hoill h Grahaether, it would actually be no different from a lesson A private lesson by the chief of the White Anvil Tribe, blessed by Mother Earth It was an opportunity money couldn’t buy—or perhaps—this was fate
Kwon Noya’s eyes sparkled “Pal me my hammer!”
For the first tietic