Belengar was sitting together with the second unit's commander, tilting their heads to look at each other.
The one-eyed, bushy-bearded man felt uneasy under the gaze of the skinny, tall man with a long face and cat-like eyes; he couldn't understand what he had done to upset him on their first meeting.
He could only smack his lips, rubbing his steel-brush-like beard, and then scratched his shiny head, appearing very much unsettled.
Belengar, on the other hand, focused mainly on the man's muscular build.
It was obvious that it wasn't built from exercise, but honed through work.
His skin darkened by the furnace's fire, and the single eye possibly damaged by observing the steel's temperature for long periods.
If such a blacksmith, coupled with his inherent talent, and the materials from the world's creatures, which mere presence causes amazement.
Belengar somewhat understood why Lann felt reassured handing over the "Muddy Stream·Destruction" for modification to him.
