Eva Charles

Clang Clang Clang!

The hammer, covered in the mist, hit the heated metal.

Shaping into the shape, while infusing it with the colorful mist with each blow.

He learned fast. It had been two weeks since Remus granted him access to the mist and he is doing better than I had thought he would.

The man is good, and now, with the mist, he will become even better.

I turned to his daughter; she was also working. A week and a half ago, the lord had granted her access as well. She is talented and I wish I could have her.

I had made the offer, but she declined.

She is not a blacksmith like her father, but an engraver and a talented one at that.

The way, she is infusing the mist into the engraving she is doing on the knife is amazing.

A few minutes passed, and he stopped as he let the piece cool off and turned to me.

"What do you this, Miss Eva?" he asked. "Guildmaster, you do not need my guidance anymore," I told him.

Remus had asked me to instruct them. I have been doing it since the day, he got the access.

"Thank you, Eva. You have really helped us a lot," said Atil. "It was my pleasure to instruct you," I replied to his daughter.

"Especially you, dear; it's such regret, that you aren't joining me. With me, you could work on metals better than the iron," I added, and the young woman rolled her eyes, with a smile.

"Will Lord Silver give the access to my students now?" he asked and the eyes of five people that are watching lit up hearing that.

There are three men and two women. The woman in the black dress is Silver's.

It's one of his conditions. If you want access, you will have to train his people. I have four with me; there were six, but two were not good enough.

I had sent them back.

"It shouldn't be a problem," I replied, and a big smile appeared on my face.

Remus had stated, that as long as he gains the basic mastery over mist. He will share the access with his staff.

The orders are big; a single person is far from enough to do that.

He was about to say something when he closed his mouth and looked behind me.

I turned and saw a blue-haired young man walking in.

"I hope my order is ready?" he asked. One of his students got up and picked up the box not far away from him, before handing it to the man.

"I was able to make extra Cocotte oven," said Irving, and the young man's eyes lit up and he opened the box.

"You are a lifesaver guild master. There had been a bloodbath in my kitchen for these things," he said, with relief palpable in his voice.

I heard about the incident. There is even some blood involved.

The young man is the chef de cuisine of the legacy. The food is his responsibility and everything that is being produced here is going to the kitchens of the legacy directly.

His people work with mist.

To them, having knives and other tools forged with mist is useful, just as it is to me in my work.

"Miss Eva," he nodded and walked away.

I didn't stay for much longer and walked out of the workshop and then the store. Currently, it is hidden from the public's view, but it won't be after the opening.

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The store floors are crowded as usual, but thanks to the guards. I didn't have any problem in reaching the elevator.

Ting!

The elevator reached my store and walked out.

There are people everywhere around me. Since the legacy had covered the whole tower, the area of my store had more than doubled.

It would have been amazing. If he had given me another floor. I would have been satisfied with the small area too.

Me and my people wouldn't have needed to work in a crowded place.

Click!

I nodded at the few people before opening the door on the eastern side of the store and stepping in the most crowded workroom, ever.

Even in my student days. I had never worked in such a cramped space, as right now.

This is a space of five thousand square feet, and in it, fifty-eight people are working. We have even divided the floors into two floors, to make more space.

We could do that thanks to the high ceiling of the floors of the tower.

Every person working here is above Lv. 25, with fourteen being Lv. 30, and of them, a few are at Lv. 35.

They are my and Miss Cain's best people. They are jewelers, couturiers, shoemakers, and other people.

These are people who demand big spaces and assistants at their beck and call. Are now sitting in a cramped space with smiles on their faces.

Because all of them are working with the mist.

Fifty-eight is far from enough people. I wish I could bring more, but unfortunately, I could not.

Still, it should be enough for this store and orders from the legacy.

I climbed the small ladder and appeared on the floor above, before walking toward the jeweler's station. Others barely glanced at me.

I sat down at a small workstation. These had been specially ordered with compact space in mind.

I didn't have to work on the pieces myself. I could let the others work on it; they are working on it, but I like to work on them myself.

The piece, I am working on is a little special piece. It requires skills that only, I have.

Soon, I became so focused that I didn't notice time passing. Even a small conflict occurred when someone stepped on someone else's work.

When I came to myself. It is past six.

Seeing that, I got up immediately but didn't hurry. Learning from the past lessons, I moved carefully, through this cramped space.

Click!

Finally, I reached the door and opened it, when I froze in my spot.

I saw my daughter in front of me, but she was not what froze me.

It is my son beside her.

I looked at him before leaping forward, taking him in my arms. "I miss you too, Mom," he said a second later.

"You should have told me, you are coming with your sister," I said to him. I wanted to be angry, but it was the last thing on my mind, seeing my sweet boy.

"It wouldn't have been fun," he said, and I glared at him.

He had the qualities of his father, both good and bad. One, that brought a lot of pain to him.

It hurts to see him so much in pain.

"I hope you won't leave your mother soon," I said to him. "I will stay for a while," he replied. I nodded, pleased, and turned to his sister.

"You should have told me, your ship is coming early," I said to her.

"Devin didn't let me," she replied simply, and I sighed.

"This legacy is good. Feels stronger than, the brocks bar," he said, trying to touch the ribbon of mist.

I waved my hand and a delicate ribbon of mist formed and twirled around his hand, surprising him.

"It's a lot stronger than the Brocks bar," I replied.

They may be in the same grade, but they couldn't compare to the velvet garden. Brocks's bar is tiny in front of the velvet garden and despite being new, its power is much heavier.

Currently, it is not even at its peak since most of the plants have been removed.

When they come back, it will be amazing.

Click!

He looked around before opening the door to the workshop.

"Selah, I didn't think, I would ever see you working in such a small space," he said to my best jeweler.

"I would have if you had the ability to turn your store into the legacy, little Devin," replied the other woman, without missing a beat.

She has known him since he was a child, and they always make fun of each other.

"Let me show you around," I said to him and began to show him around.

"This space is enormous. Both floors of Brock's bar could easily fit in here and leave some more space," he said, feeling enamored by it.

"Both of the floors of Brock's bar do not cover over forty-thousand square feet, but the tower is built in sixty-thousand square feet," I replied to him.

A few minutes passed, and I took them to my favorite place on the floor.

After advancing into Grade III. It had become even better.

"The view is amazing," he breathed as he looked at the city from the edge.

The whole view of the city is visible, not just the city, but the river and the wasteland past it.

"Don't you fear I will jump from here, Mom?" he asked, turning to me. I glared at him, and his sister walked a little closer to stop him, in case he tried.

The memories of those years couldn't help, but flash in front of my eyes.

He had tried to kill himself. Several times.

"You can not dear. There are powerful protections that will stop anyone who falls from dying," I replied after a moment of silence.

Caena had said, there is an invisible net. She didn't explain whether it was an object or a spell, but said, nobody would die. They had tested it a few days ago.

I sat down in the chair, and he sat opposite me with his sister beside him.

A few minutes passed in silence. When the server came holding a try.

One bar is open. Though not for the public.

"Really Mom. Tea?" he asked, seeing it. "It's an excellent tea dear, with good detoxing effects," I replied.

I didn't miss the alcoholic smell coming from him.

"Well, at least, it is made with mist," he said, taking the cup in his hand.

I hope he will stay with me here. I am not going to force him. He does not react well to that. I just hope he loves this place as I come to love it.

I could really use him here.

My son is really talented and if it had not been for his difficulties, he would have made a huge name for himself already.