laughter.
-Can't be...- The smith opened his eyes wide and began to stare alternately at Bleist and at Draco. Darius slipped past him, stood next to his protégé and put a hand on his shoulder.
-Let me introduce him to you.-The mage smiled.-This is Draco Ignis, my apprentice.-He said with pride in his voice.
-It is an honour to meet Grandmaster Vittoro.- The dragon straightened up and smiled. He knew that his master was really happy to introduce him to his friend like this. He felt how proud he was to do so.
-I can't believe it... After so many years you have finally found a disciple.-The giant's face lit up again with a smile.- We have reason to celebrate!- He thundered grabbing himself by the sides. Somewhere on the upper floor chairs began to clatter. It would be strange if no one heard him. Thought Draco, wondering if one of the reasons the blacksmith doesn't want to move is because here the neighbours don't complain about his loud behaviour.
Suddenly, the blacksmith froze staring at Darius as if some pieces of the puzzle had suddenly jumped into place.
-First apprentice.- He muttered slowly shifting his gaze from his friend to the dragon and to the sword at his side. He approached them without taking his eyes off the weapon.-This is the one, isn't it?- He asked glancing at Darius, who only nodded.-May I see it?- He turned to Draco, who only after a second understood what the armourer meant.
-Of course, Grandmaster Vittoro.- The dragon smiled, slowly pulling the sword out of its scabbard. His masterpiece. I guess he waited a long time to see what it looked like in real life. He thought while holding the weapon out in front of him.
Matheo's eyes lit up as he gently took the sword in his hands. He looked at it carefully starting from the head and ending with a close examination of the runes covering the blade. He seemed charmed by the appearance of the weapon. The elf also took an interest in the longsword, which focused the full
