"Man..."
To the west of Algerie Kingdom, a man with light gray hair could be seen leaning on the railing of a watchtower, their expression that of imnse boredom.
"I really shouldn’t have listened to Jacques," murmured the man to himself, faintly shaking his head. "When he told this mission paid out a lot of points, I didn’t even hesitate to accept it in his stead."
"...Now I’m starting to regret it, considering I’ve been staring at nearly nothing for the past couple of months."
While looking around for missions he could accept back at the Blacksmith Guild, the man had coincidentally co across Jacques after the latter recently finished his own mission.
Asking him more about how his friend fared on that mission, the man’s interest was imdiately piqued the mont he heard from Jacques that he had a fateful encounter with Ylvar while he was out on that mission.
Because of that, he showed no hesitation in accepting the sa mission his friend did, even if the only reason he had in doing so was the small possibility of being able to et the rising star of the Blacksmith Guild.
"...How the hell did Jacques endure this for over half a year?" asked the man to himself, finding the thought he blurted out sowhat absurd. "I’m already over three months in, but I’ve already exhausted everything I can do to not bore myself to death."
Whoosh!
Just as those words left his mouth, the man felt a strong gust of wind blow through the watchtower all of a sudden, prompting him to look upward and see where the sudden wind was coming from.
With that, he quickly noticed a large azure dragon hovering high up in the air, causing his eyes to widen in utter disbelief.
At the sa ti, he recalled the words his good friend had told him regarding his fateful encounter with Ylvar.
’At first, I thought of the strong winds as peculiar. After all, the forecast that day was different from the strong winds I was feeling.’
’Though, when I saw that the cause of the wind was that azure dragon in the sky, then I saw the person that was on that azure dragon co to the ground with ease...’
’It was there that I found out... that I was talking to none other than Ylvar himself.’
Fwoosh!
Continuing to keep his eyes on the azure dragon at all tis, the man watched as the azure dragon eventually disappeared on its own, only for a young man above it to start falling from the skies a few seconds.
Swoosh!
With Jacques’ words still echoing in his mind at that mont, the man suppressed the imnse excitent he felt, watching as the latter cancel out the montum he built up with a Wind-based spell directed at the ground.
"...Phew." Letting out a faint sigh of relief as he felt himself touch ground once more, Valyr took a brief look at his surroundings, only to then faintly smile as he took note of the watchtower that kept watch over his territory once more.
Deciding to head towards the watchtower before proceeding with his actual task in the area, the young man thought about the man he had interacted with in the past, recalling that he had promised the man a forging hamr once he ca back.
However, rather than be greeted by the sight of the man nad Jacques, a different man on the tower appeared within his field of vision instead.
Then again, the admiration and reverence the man showed towards him was similar to what Jacques had shown him in the past.
"...What happened to Jacques?" asked Valyr, giving the man a look of slight confusion.
"He returned to the Blacksmith Guild a couple of months ago after completing his mission here," answered the man in a respectful tone. "I’ve taken his place here since then."
"I see." The young man eventually nodded in understanding. "How much longer will you stay here before your mission is complete?"
"Er... nine more months," replied the man with slight confusion, only for it to intensify as he noticed Valyr smiling at him because of it.
Fortunately, before he could even ask the young man why he was smiling all of a sudden, the forr let out a chuckle as he gave the man a satisfied nod. "Guess we’ll be seeing each other quite often over the next few months, then."
"Since that’s the case... mind telling your na?"
"It’s Cole... sir," replied the man, his eyes glistening with imnse adoration for Valyr. "Cole Eirro."
"Cole, huh..." Committing the na to mory, the young man nodded with a smile as he took out a pair of forging hamrs from his spatial bracelet.
Whoosh!
Then, wrapping both hamrs with a bit of his energy, he then sent them to Cole, who caught them with a look of confusion on his face.
"Consider it as a token of gratitude for keeping an eye on my territory while I was away," said Valyr, explaining the reason behind him giving Cole the pair of forging hamrs. "Note that one of them is for you, while the other one is for Jacques."
"I trust that you’ll give the other one to Jacques, right?"
"I will!" answered the man, the joy he felt towards the encounter now bursting out at the seams.
"Good." Valyr chuckled in response, telling Cole afterwards that he could head back to the guild for the anti to give Jacques his forging hamr.
Noticing the hesitation on the man’s face, the young man gave him a look of assurance. "Don’t worry. I’ll be here for a good while this ti. Just try to co back as soon as possible."
With those words dispelling the remaining hesitation Cole had, Valyr eventually watched the man leave the watchtower with an excited expression, only to zoom through the air through a movent skill a few seconds later.
Whoosh!
"Quite the interesting fellow," murmured the young man with a slight smile as he took yet another look at the territory that he currently owned.
Conjuring a copy to do Cole’s task while the man was away for the anti, the young man adjusted the general set of instructions he gave to his copies before inputting it into the one he just created.
After readjusting its instructions a couple of tis due to so errors, Valyr eventually nodded in satisfaction after seeing that the copy was now beginning to serve the purpose he gave it.
Watching the copy keep an eye on his territory for a bit more, the young man soon made his way towards the center of his territory, only to conjure yet another copy that kept an eye on his current surroundings.
Once he made sure that the new copy fulfilled its task yet again, it was only then did Valyr conjure a rift in front of him, appearing at the plains of the Four Pillars’ Inheritance not long after.
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