Helos walked quickly through the corridor.
Her Silver Hair swayed gently with her steps, but her expression was exceptionally serious.
After leaving the Workshop, she went to find Eleanor immediately.
Inside the Duke’s Study, Eleanor was sitting by the window, tending to the potted plants on the windowsill.
She raised her head and was slightly stunned to see her sister arriving in such a hurry.
“Helos? Why do you look so worried?”
Helos took a deep breath, walked straight to her, and explained everything about her and Milda in detail.
From encountering that blacksmith shop in the lower district to discovering Milda’s skill, and finally her hope to build a Workshop for her near the Duke’s Residence.
Eleanor listened quietly, and after a long time, she raised her eyes with a complicated look:
“As expected, you are doing things that make people worry again.”
“I just want to make things more convenient for her.”
Helos lowered her head, but her tone was very firm, “This way, she can forge the parts I need faster.”
“But do you know that what you’re talking about is not a small amount?”
Eleanor stared at her as if trying to see through everything, “Just to defeat Werner?
A glint flashed in the young girl’s purple eyes as she shook her head:
“For now, yes, but Milda studied under the Dwarves, so she must possess the craftsmanship of the Dwarves.”
“If we have other needs in the future, we won’t have to go through the trouble of finding other craftsmen, right?”
The air fell silent for a moment.
Eleanor sighed softly, but a helpless smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:
“Fine, what you said makes some sense.”
She raised her hand to rub her sister’s Silver Hair, her voice softening: “Since you insist, I will help you arrange it.”
Just one day later, a two-story small building located on the street west of the Duke’s Residence fell into Helos’s hands.
This small building was originally the residence of a minor merchant, but it had long been uninhabited.
Eleanor acted decisively, not only purchasing the entire building but also cleaning and renovating it.
When Helos stood in front of the door with Milda and Mira, both of them were almost speechless.
“This ……. is what you prepared for us?”
A rare look of astonishment appeared in Milda’s eyes; she stared at the small building as if realizing the young girl’s identity for the first time.
“Yeah.”
Helos nodded, a smile on her lips, “From now on, this will be your Workshop.”
Mira’s eyes widened even further, and she almost jumped in excitement:
“Miss Helos, you… you are amazing! You actually prepared the Workshop directly!”
Milda still frowned and asked in a low voice:
“Duke’s Daughter, do you know what this means? This isn’t just renting a house — ”
“Of course I know.”
Helos interrupted her, her gaze incredibly serious, “As long as you can help me complete the Golem parts, this small building will be given to you in the future. And I will continue to cooperate with you.”
“So, what do you think?”
These words were like fire, instantly igniting the passion long buried in Milda’s heart.
She stared blankly at the young girl before her.
The other party’s figure was still slender, and she might not even be able to swing a hammer, but the determination in her eyes was hotter than any raging fire.
Mira clenched her fists, her eyes shining:
“Sister Milda, we must do this well!”
Milda took a deep breath and finally nodded heavily:
“Good! Since you’ve gone this far, we naturally won’t let you down.”
That night, the clanging sound of hammers echoed within the small building.
Firelight poured out through the window cracks, illuminating the silent street in flickers, as if the entire building were breathing along with that heavy rhythm.
Milda swung the giant hammer, each strike bringing a steady and powerful vibration, sparks on the anvil flying in all directions, tracing dazzling arcs in the air.
Mira was busy running around on the side, gathering materials, polishing, and cooling; her forehead was soon covered in fine sweat, and her chestnut ponytail was also wet with sweat, clinging to her neck.
Yet there was no trace of exhaustion in their expressions; instead, fire burned in their eyes — the desire for unknown challenges and the determination to give their all.
Helos stood quietly at the door, her arms crossed over her chest, watching the scene inside, her pale purple eyes shimmering under the firelight.
After a long time, she sighed slightly, but the corner of her mouth couldn’t help but curl into a meaningful smile:
Alas, as expected, money really can make even the devil turn the millstone.
“However . . . what should I do for the next month?”
The young girl murmured to herself, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Since Milda and Mira had fully thrown themselves into their work, she couldn’t waste this month for nothing.
“It’s also time to relax a bit.”
While saying this, a different light flashed in her eyes.
***
The next morning, Helos changed into her usual dress and went straight to the Training Ground inside the Duke’s Residence.
The field was vast, and the sunlight fell on the stone bricks, reflecting countless lingering sword marks and scorch marks.
The heat and smell of sweat after training still lingered in the air.
Julius was sitting on a nearby bench, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel.
He wore only a thin undershirt, his breathing still heavy and undulating.
Helos stopped in the distance, her gaze unconsciously fixing on him.
“Whew — that’s enough for morning practice.”
Julius looked up and let out a long breath.
Just then, a crisp voice came from behind him:
“Hey, didn’t you say you wanted to become stronger? Is this all you’ve got?”
Julius was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked back, only to encounter that silver-white figure.
“Eh? Aren’t you busy with some Golem? Why do you have the leisure to wander around aimlessly?”
He raised his eyebrows, his tone tinged with surprise.
“I found a blacksmith to help me forge the parts; it will take about a month to finish.”
Helos walked to his side, lightly crossed her arms, and looked at the Squire with a smile, “I don’t have anything special to do this month, so I just came out to wander around.”
“Wander around?”
Julius narrowed his eyes and rested his chin on his hand, half helpless and half teasing, “Don’t tell me your so-called ‘wandering’ is specifically coming here to torture me.”
“Hey, I haven’t done anything yet.”
Helos pouted, looking dissatisfied.
“That’s only a matter of time.”
Julius sighed, sitting with his legs crossed, his gaze helpless but faintly carrying a hint of a smile, “Speak, what do you want to do this time?”
“I don’t know~”
Helos tilted her head, her eyes flashing mischievously, “But, didn’t you say you were going to practice Holy Magic? How come I don’t see you practicing it?”
“I’m learning the basic parts.”
Julius rolled his eyes, “In a couple of days, I plan to go to the Church to find a Saint Knight and study in-depth with them.”
“Eh~ then won’t I be the only one left? ”
“What, are you capable of feeling lonely?”
“After all, there’s nothing to do ….. ”
Helos spread her hands and sat down beside him, tilting her head to look at the Squire:
“How about I go to the Church with you and cheer for you, then?”