Blacksmith of the Apocalypse Chapter 409: Battle At The Buffet

"Seth!" Marcel greeted them when they encountered them at the buffet. Funny enough, Lydia and Mike were together with them. The united friends started their assault on the exotic buffet like true bumpkins.

They had just started, and Seth had only finished two plates when the princess approached their group.

"Seth?" she asked awkwardly

"Oh, Princess, what's up?"

"I wanted to introduce you to soone."

Seth excused himself and followed Leana. The hall was big and full of people, it took a while for the princess to complint her way through the masses of nobility that kept approaching her. Finally, they ca to a group of aged n.

"These are the researchers of our Imperial Institute. They are responsible for most technological advancents in Chrona. The sword you lend was also investigated by them."

"So, you are the blacksmith who forged that remarkable sword! I have to tell you, we had quite so work testing it. Albert here spent the better part of the last months trying to reveal the weapon's secrets." a jolly old man with a well-trimd beard approached first.

"Dean Myers, please don't expose like this." a slightly younger man with a scraggly beard said embarrassedly.

"But isn't it the truth? I heard to spent every free minute on that research."

"Th-It's true, but our friend might get the wrong idea. I don't covet your possession; I am just fascinated by it. It's already rare to find divine materials that elude the effects of the system. For soone to not just get their hands on them but manage to create an item from it is almost unthinkable. It is such a great chance to learn more about the system." Albert suddenly started gushing.

"I-is that so? It was really sothing I did on the spur of the mont." Seth smiled awkwardly.

"I heard that you have created more of these artifacts and there was a chance you might entrust another to us for research?" continued in excitent.

"My dear Albert, you should hold back a little with your enthusiasm. This is still an official event." Dean Myers scolded him.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Albert imdiately apologized to Seth.

"It's okay. To answer your question, yes. I thought of lending out another one, depending on the results."

"On that note, I believe you visit the Institute tomorrow to collect your sword and check the research results. That's okay, right Dean?" Leana interjected.

"Of course!" the jolly man said with a bright chuckle.

"His majesty, the Emperor of Chrona, Leander Cornelius Chrona!" the magically intensified call of a herald suddenly interrupted their conversation and the wide hall imdiately fell silent.

On the head of the hall was a wide podium with several empty thrones. Now a regal-looking man, with a solemn and stately expression stepped upon it. On the first look, the garnts he wore had nothing fancy to them. However, under the