Besides having Sellen make land mines, Godrick had also arranged a blacksmith for Zhao Si.
Godrick had promised to find him the best blacksmith to forge a weapon after he won the championship.
Thanks to Flying Rabbit, Zhao Si could travel back and forth between the two places. Being able to fly really was great.
"The best blacksmith?" Zhao Si asked.
"Yes, the best blacksmith. I was going to look in Leyndell, but I heard about a blacksmith outside Leyndell who was even better. I had his entire smithy moved here," Godrick said proudly. "You're a champion. You deserve the best. He just has a rather odd temper."
Zhao Si smiled. "Skilled craftsmen all seem to have their quirks."
"Yes, because they make their living by their craft. They don't have to worry about pleasing anyone. They can even snub me." Godrick spread his hands helplessly. "It took no end of coaxing and pestering to get him here."
"Perhaps they'd show the Goddess some respect," Zhao Si joked.
"Everyone would show the Goddess respect. She's Goddess Marika, after all." Godrick patted Zhao Si on the back. "Look! There it is!"
It was a smoke-filled smithy. Perhaps Leyndell had yet to enact environmental protection laws, and the people did have a need for ironware, so smithies were allowed in the city.
Of course, it had not been set up in a residential district, but beside Moat Lake. That also made fetching water much easier.
A Half-Dragon was swinging a hammer inside the smithy. He was entirely focused on hammering the red-hot iron bar on the anvil before him.
"Allow me to introduce the finest blacksmith-Hewg!" Godrick announced cheerfully.
Zhao Si's eyes widened. "Hewg?"
"What? Got a problem with that?" Hewg stopped working and glared at Zhao Si.
"You big shots just