Chapter 937 - Question

Chapter 937 - Question

Isoltihne's mood and attitude seemed to shift on a dime. Quite frankly, rather than being shocked, her colleagues were more jealous than anything else. As Crafters, they understood the value of her jade pendant quite well.

But, after Leonel also extended helping hands to them, their tunes couldn't help but change. Before Anya and Engnaril understood what was happening, the five of them were happily chatting about their Crafts, completely forgetting that there was a certification exam going on. If not for Engnaril clearing his throat and excusing himself, who knew how long it would have gone on for?

...

Engnaril walked out of the Guild House shaking his head. He really didn't know what to make of this day. He had some Crafting experience of his own and he had never seen a youth as talented in this aspect. Even Anya, who had gained acknowledgement of that person, couldn't match up.

Though it was clear that Anya was also holding back, Leonel did the same with far more elegance and ease. The gap between them was as clear as day...

Still, Engnaril felt that much of this gap could be explained by their Familiars. A Metal Spirit was just too perfect for Crafters. Though it couldn't' be used across disciplines like a Flame Spirit, for example, within its niche, it was untouchable.

As for Anya, though she had a great background, she only had an ordinary Flame Spirit.

Engnaril shook his head. There was nothing 'normal' about having a Flame Spirit. His perspective had been twisted by Leonel to the point where he forgot that Anya's Flame Spirit was the first he had seen in his lifetime.

Beyond that, even if Anya could get a Metal Spirit, not just anyone could control one. As far as Engnaril knew, they were incredibly dangerous, which was what made it even more shocking that Leonel didn't even use Force Crafting Gloves.

'Just what kind of monster is he...?'

Hours ago, he had ordered a detailed background check for Leonel. But, he had already expected not to find much of anything.

If Anya was right about Leonel's identity, he didn't have the cachet to access information on those higher order families and organizations. So, he had fully expected to receive an access denied. But, when he looked down to casually accept his fate, he froze instead.

'What...?'

...

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Leonel smiled, looking toward Anya who was observing him curiously behind her veil. She seemed to be trying to look into his mind.

The two walked through the hallways of the Guild House, heading toward the treasure house. Though they had yet to build up any merits, in all their gratitude, the elders and Isoltihne had given a million Guild Points to Leonel directly.

Leonel had no idea if this was a lot or not, but he still accepted them enthusiastically. It seemed that being kind no matter the circumstances came with its own perks.

Anya blinked. "My mom said to avoid men who were too charismatic."

Leonel's lip twitched. First he was too mean, but now he was too nice? Maybe he should have been used to the difficulty of pleasing women by now. He couldn't help but sigh as his mind wandered to Aina again.

"Oh, right!" Leonel suddenly thought of something he had meant to ask Anya before, but it felt inappropriate to do so. "You said that only the ignorant would say what I said about family names. What did you mean by that? Is it not possible for others to be called Morales?"

Leonel felt that there was something off about that... Morales wasn't exactly a unique family name on Earth.