Russell recreated the Sun God Battle Armor and suspended it in midair, studying it together with Hephaestus.
To be honest, if he had to do it again, Russell had no confidence he could forge it successfully. He wanted to learn from a professional and see whether he could gain anything.
"It's truly perfect! Russell, how did you come up with it?"
"That's a long story..."
Russell did not hide what had happened at the time. He told Hephaestus everything as it was, including all the insights he had gained.
Just as he had once promised Hephaestus, if someone stood before him and asked for knowledge to be passed on, he would never selfishly withhold it.
Of course, that only applied to Hephaestus. If it were someone else, that would be another matter.
Hephaestus nodded repeatedly as he listened. While discussing things with Russell, he also tried to invoke the authority of the God of Forging to create battle armor of his own.
The results were mediocre. For some unknown reason, his repeated attempts came to nothing, and he could not help shooting Russell a pitiful look with his little eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. I've told you everything... Stop looking. I'm about to throw up."
Being stared at by a two-meter-tall, hairy brute with sparkling eyes and pursed lips made Russell's scalp tingle.
"Perhaps this is what they call luck!"
Hephaestus sighed, envious of Russell yet saddened by his own lack of opportunity.
"Luck..."
Russell pursed his lips and declined to comment. Changing the subject, he said, "Let's continue teaching and learning. There's still a lot about forging that I don't understand."
The more he learned, the more he realized he did not know.
His master-level rating was purely due to his strong practical skills. There were still