Chapter 610: Chapter 610 - Remembering RememberMe
Chapter 610: Chapter 610 - Remembering RememberMe
Broken logged back into Immortal Legacy and found himself back in his study. As he looked around, he was surprised to see Yara standing cheerfully in the middle of the room.
"Good afternoon, My Lord," she greeted with a bright smile.
"Yara... is there something important you'd like to tell me?"
"My Lord, I've been waiting for you since morning," she replied enthusiastically. "I've already finished all my tasks, so I thought I'd stay here in case you needed me for something else."
Broken stepped away from his desk and gently patted her left shoulder.
"You don't always have to focus on work, Yara," he said kindly. "I'm not enslaving you. Take some time for yourself and do something that makes you happy."
He began walking toward the door, but Yara followed closely behind.
"I love doing housework, My Lord," she said earnestly. "So I really enjoyed myself."
Broken glanced back at her and offered another suggestion. "Why don't you spend some time on your favorite hobby, gardening?"
"I've already watered all the plants in the garden," she replied promptly.
"Then why not go out, have some fun, and buy yourself some delicious food?"
"My Lord, I'd rather cook my own food."
Broken paused, thinking for a moment. "How about buying some new clothes so you can dress up and show them off around town?"
Yara shook her head lightly. "My Lord... I'm afraid this town doesn't have any good clothing stores."
"Is that so?" Broken mused, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Then maybe I should open a clothing store here soon."
Yara chuckled softly but said nothing.
Broken moved forward with his plans for the day, starting by waiting for Livelywood's arrival. He quickly made his way to the blacksmith workshop and was pleased to find it impeccably organized. Yara had ensured the space was spotless, creating the perfect environment for him to work efficiently.
As he inspected the workshop, a knock at the door broke the silence. Turning, Broken saw Livelywood standing there, his face lit up with excitement and a broad smile.
"Broken! I never thought this day would come!" Livelywood exclaimed. "You're really going to start crafting my weapon today, right?"
"Yes," Broken replied calmly. "As promised, I'll be dedicating the next few weeks to fulfilling commissions from several people, and you're first in line."
"Oh, I'm so happy!" Livelywood said.
He eagerly pulled out a rolled-up blueprint and placed it on the table. "I've been dreaming about this day for so long... You're so kind, Broken..."
Broken took the blueprint from Livelywood and studied it carefully.
"I'll be satisfied with any result," Livelywood said, a shy chuckle escaping him. "Though I don't expect you to make a Legendary-grade weapon. Hehe..."
Broken looked up, puzzled. "Why not?"
Livelywood scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "I don't know... I'm just afraid you wouldn't sell it to me if it turned out to be Legendary-grade."
Broken frowned slightly. "I've never thought that way," he said, chuckled. "I already have a Legendary-grade sword myself, but having more than one wouldn't hurt."
Livelywood chuckled nervously. "I'm not aiming that high, honestly. If it turns out to be Unique-grade, that would already exceed my expectations."
"Don't worry," Broken said with a faint smile. "If it ends up being Legendary-grade, I'll still sell it to you."
Livelywood laughed, though he wasn't entirely convinced. "I'll do my best to pay you fairly." Broken nodded. "Your swordsmanship is exceptional. If you can master the weapon I create for you, I have no doubt you'll be a great asset to the guild."
Satisfied with their exchange, Broken set to work without delay.
Livelywood, understanding Broken's strict focus while crafting, quickly excused himself and left the workshop. After all, everyone knew that Broken hated interruptions once he was immersed in his work.
If only Broken had more time, he would have loved to take on commissions from every single member of his guild. After all, boosting the overall strength of the Vensalor Guild would undoubtedly benefit them all, wouldn't it?
They were his guildmates now, after all.
Broken still couldn't fully believe how everything had unfolded. His newly formed guild had skyrocketed to the top ranks, filled with experienced players respected by many in Immortal Legacy. It was no surprise that this sudden rise to prominence had already sparked jealousy and animosity from others.
Well, he wasn't too concerned with their opinions. His focus was singular-becoming stronger. Exceptionally strong. And quickly.
He knew there were far greater powers out there, forces that dwarfed even the strongest players. The Named Demons, the Original Divine Champions-beings that still existed and wielded power beyond anything most players could handle.
A simple example was his recent battle against Elaine. Even with his team of powerful players, he had still required special assistance from Goddess Akidia to overcome her. That memory stayed fresh in his mind.
Thinking of the goddess brought a faint smile to his lips. He had already asked Livelywood to construct a temple dedicated to her, with only one step left: finding a sculptor capable of creating a statue of her likeness.
The idea made him smile. What would Goddess Akidia think if I managed to build a temple complete with a statue that captured her likeness perfectly?
Well, while others could only imagine her form and face, crafting statues that were often inaccurate, he still remembered Goddess Akidia's face vividly. He was determined to ensure that the statue would be as lifelike and accurate as possible!
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Leon's schedule had been meticulously planned by Freya, ensuring he could meet with several people in the game over the coming week. Determined to balance his commitments, he planned to log out promptly after his sessions and follow the schedule Freya had carefully crafted for him.
As Leon stepped out of his gaming room that morning, he found Freya lounging comfortably in the living room. Lily had already left for school, leaving the two of them alone.
"Hey, Mr. Forgetting-the-Real-World," Freya greeted him with a playful smile. "Are you ready for our tour today?"
"Yes, I think so," Leon replied casually, a sly smile tugging at his lips. "I'm so thrilled because I'll get to spend so much time with you."
"Shut up and get ready already."
"Alright, alright," Leon said with a laugh, heading to his room to grab a few things he
needed.
From the living room, Freya called out, "RememberMe said he'll pick us up in an hour, so
don't take forever!"
"Okay, Freya," Leon replied.
This was going to be the first time he met yet another person he had only known through the
game.
Previously, he'd had chance encounters with PussyCat... Juliette, and now he was about to
meet RememberMe, the same person who had been a huge source of support for him in Immortal Legacy. In fact, the idea for creating this team had come from RememberMe in the
first place.
A few minutes later, Leon stepped out of his room, looking ready for the day. As he approached Freya, his eyes landed on two suitcases sitting nearby.
"I'm assuming you didn't have time to pack this morning," Freya said, raising an eyebrow.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
"So, Lily must have helped you get everything ready for the week."
"I actually did plan to pack my things this morning," Leon replied. "Guess she didn't trust me
to get it done."
Freya smirked. "Smart girl."
Once their preparations were complete, Leon and Freya left their room and headed down to
the hotel lobby. As they stepped outside, they were greeted by the sight of two luxurious home buses pulling into the hotel grounds.
The doors of the first bus opened, and a man emerged, his confident stride matched by the enthusiasm on his face. Four others followed, stepping out from both buses.
"Leon... I've been waiting for this day for so long!" the man exclaimed. He strode confidently
toward Leon.
Leon didn't need a second look to recognize him-it was Ronald, the man behind the RememberMe Gamer Name in the game.
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