It was safe to say that among all the Ancient Martial Clans in Central City, the rcer Family was the undisputed leader.
After drawing this conclusion from Zephyr rcer’s words, Paige Sumrs grew even more puzzled.
A Noble House like that would surely have its own Artifact Makers. Why would Zephyr rcer want to commission a weapon from her?
Although she was confident that her skills were second to none, her reputation wasn’t that widespread yet, was it?
Wendy Lowell’s recomndation?
But Zephyr rcer seed so earnest, not at all like soone just doing this as a favor...
Although she thought this, she knew better than to ask.
It was their first eting, not to ntion they only had a business relationship. Such a question would be crossing a line.
So, she teased him playfully, "So the rcer Family is that powerful? That’s great. I won’t have to worry about you being unable to afford the materials or the fee."
Zephyr rcer saw her eyes sparkle, her expression a mix of feigned annoyance and delight. His heart skipped a beat, and he found it almost impossible to look away. After a long mont, he finally turned his head, his ears flushed red as he stamred, "Of course. Just tell whatever materials you need."
Paige Sumrs didn’t notice his strange reaction. Her gaze had already returned to the simple sketches. After a mont of contemplation, she looked up. "I’ll need so ti to determine the specific materials. I’ll notify you when I’m done. You should be prepared—it will require a lot of materials, and the quality standards will be high. As for the crafting fee, I’d like to be paid in Crystal Cores, ranging from Fifth to Seventh Rank. The exact number will depend on the quality. Do you have a problem with that?"
Zephyr rcer shook his head.
This weapon was of great significance to him, sothing that couldn’t be asured in Crystal Cores.
He had to have it, no matter the cost!
’Can she really make the weapon shown in the drawings?’ However, as he slowly cald down, a doubt crept into his mind.
Just then, Paige Sumrs took out a contract and handed it to him.
This was standard practice.
To protect the interests of both parties, the contract clearly stipulated that if either side failed to fulfill their commitnt, they would face an exorbitant penalty fee. Paige Sumrs might even face sanctions from the comrcial district’s administration.
Seeing this docunt put Zephyr rcer’s mind at ease.
They both signed, each taking a copy. Holding his contract, he politely took his leave.
Getting into his car, Zephyr rcer quickly returned to the First District.
With its main and branch families combined, the rcer Family numbered in the hundreds, so they occupied their own rather expansive residential area.
This wasn’t unheard of in the First District, but it was certainly rare.
It was another testant to the rcer Family’s status in Central City.
Zephyr rcer drove directly to the front of the rcer Family’s main residence before getting out and striding inside.
The courtyard and front hall were empty, so he went straight to the study.
As expected, he found Zachary rcer inside, reading a book.
"Father!"
Zachary rcer calmly set down his book and looked up.
He bore a strong resemblance to Zephyr rcer—both were tall and handso. However, as the Clan Leader of the rcer Family, the middle-aged man possessed an additional air of restrained authority. It was enough to make Zephyr rcer not dare to act rashly. Despite his inner excitent, he simply stood there obediently.
"You’re back."
"Yes, Father. Not only did I et Grandpa Lowell’s granddaughter, but I also confird the weapon commission with her!"
Zachary rcer gave a noncommittal "hmph." Commissioning a weapon was just an excuse he’d used to send Zephyr rcer to et the girl. ’No matter how good she is, she can’t possibly be better than our own Artifact Makers.’
"How did she seem?"
"Seem? She was amazing!" Zephyr rcer didn’t grasp his father’s intention—that the main purpose of the visit was to size her up. He said excitedly, "Sean once said I was dreaming, that the weapon I wanted was the stuff of legends. But Paige Sumrs ca up with a draft in such a short ti, even drew so simple sketches, and we signed a commission contract. Look!"
Taking the contract, Zachary rcer grew more and more alard as he read. "A transforming weapon?"
"That’s right. The base form is a sword, for close combat. After it transforms into a boorang, it can be used for long-range attacks! Ha, now I’ll have to ask Silas for so pointers. He’s the best with a boorang!"
As he spoke, Zachary rcer flipped to the simple sketch on the last page. His expression froze instantly.
’This kind of weapon... it actually exists!’
He didn’t know how to describe what he was feeling!
He had seen a similar drawing before, in the ancient tos left behind by the rcer elders! But those were only simple sketches like this one; the other, more detailed parts had long since been lost to the mists of ti, destroyed for unknown reasons!
In the eyes of the public, the rcer Family was an Ancient Martial Clan. What they didn’t know was that the rcers were originally supposed to be a great house of Artifact Making!
In fact, even within the rcer Family itself, very few people knew about this anymore.
With each passing generation, fewer and fewer disciples were willing to study Artifact Making. Now, out of several hundred mbers, there were only two, and neither was particularly talented.
His third brother, Flynn rcer, had complained to him about it more than once.
But what could he do?
In tis like these, the young people who carried the rcer bloodline were obviously more inclined to fight...
But as the Clan Leader of The rcer Clan, he would never forget the achievents the rcer Family once had. He had personally combed through every one of those ancient tos.
And that was why he could recognize this weapon design at a single glance!
Setting the contract down, he let out a quiet sigh.
’This whole affair is very strange!’
This granddaughter from the Lowell Family had supposedly lived with her father—Wendy’s ex-husband—all this ti.
He wasn’t familiar with the Sumrs Family, but according to the Lowell Family, the Sumrs’ ancestors had served in the imperial court for generations and were once prominent. After the tis changed, they went into business.
From start to finish, there was no ntion of them ever having inherited any legacy related to Artifact Making.
’So, how was this girl able to produce such a drawing and be certain she could craft it?!’
Although he wasn’t an expert, he knew that creating such a weapon was no simple feat. She couldn’t possibly have learned it on her own. She must have a teacher behind her!
’Who is this person?’
’And do they have so connection to the rcer Family?’
His mind filled with imnse suspicion, Zachary rcer spoke up. "Finn, go bring that girl here. I have so questions for her."
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