"So, the blueprints for the Bear School's equipment are most likely made by dwarves and gnomes in the Amel Mountains... Hey, that's interesting. What deal did the dwarves and gnomes make with the Bear School?"
Lann rubbed his chin, pondering.
"Yuna, make me a set of advanced Bear School Armor for now. Looks like I'll have to go on a trip."
The human female apprentice, who was secretly learning under the guise of a servant for the dwarf master, spread her hands helplessly.
"When I said I could make it for you, I meant that my skills have reached the standard, but I don't have my own smelting furnace or armor-making tools, you still have to find Master Tuer Butcher."
"Oh, that's not a problem!" Fergus scratched his own butt, then used the same hand to stroke his big beard under his nose.
