Afterward.
Mother and child were safe.
Roman washed his hands with water.
He said to Galin, "I need to speak with you."
"I also have something to ask you, but you go first."
"Do you know the technical steps of forging Fine Gold and Mithril in Divine Mystery? The Church Court's will do."
Galin looked at him wordlessly.
"I think you know," Roman said seriously.
"But I really don't. You're a Black Iron Noble, a scion of Riptide, but do you have any connection to the Conqueror's Treasure Vault?
"This is confidential; I can only tell you that their technology is incredibly advanced and powerful.
"Divine Mystery is the oldest kingdom on this land, not even the Church Court can compare, and it is said that the Divine Mystery Artisans of the past could forge dozens of inconceivable, exotic metals—some with excellent defense, some that could stretch with elasticity, some that could return to their original shape after being deformed, some extremely sharp, some incredibly hard...
