Once he was done listening to the words that came out of the man's mouth, Valyr had a blank expression on his face.
Staring at the screen that had popped up in front of him, the young man looked back at Vaughn, who was grinning as he looked at him.
Inwardly taking in a deep breath to compose himself, he then returned his attention to the screen in front of him, reading through its contents once more.
[Vaughn Darkstar has offered to give you, Valyr Zeihardt, the Ancient grade class 'The First Blacksmith'.]
[Would you like to accept?]
"The First Blacksmith…"
Focusing his attention on the name of the Ancient grade class he would obtain, Valyr slightly furrowed his brows as he began to rummage through his memories regarding the First Forger.