The Plan of the Terminally-Ill Wife's Divorce (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 87

“Some people impress spirits through sheer effort alone.”

‘Oh, of course! You just can’t resist comparing me to someone else whenever something like this happens!’

“Do I look like I wouldn’t step in? How hard must that fellow have worked the bellows to keep the forge fire burning nonstop that a spirit came of its own accord and settled in! And he doesn’t even have a speck of spirit power—he doesn’t even know there’s a salamander there!”

True to form, Sylphid immediately seized upon someone else’s proud effort to launch yet another lecture, using it as fresh material to lament my own shortcomings.

“Um, my lady? Is something wrong?”

“Well… um…”

In truth, there was no real need to inform Boyer—a man who wasn’t even a spiritcaller—that a salamander had appeared in his forge.

“…Actually, a salamander has appeared in your forge. A salamander is a fire spirit, apparently fond of hot places. It seems quite pleased with your skill in melting metal. It’s sitting right over there now—even though you can’t see it.”

Nevertheless, I told him because I believed Boyer truly deserved to feel that pride.

“A salamander? The legendary one?”

“Yes. I know it sounds like a joke.”

“Good heavens—you mean there’s really a salamander in my forge right now? Is that true? Ah! That explains why my recent output has been so exceptional!”

To my surprise, Boyer was genuinely delighted. A boyish smile spread across his face, always flushed from standing before the fire.

“It’s every blacksmith’s dream—to forge a smithy where the divine resides.”

“Well, since a salamander is a spirit of fire, one could say a deity dwells there.”

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