Tadak listened, then promptly pushed the door open and entered.
He quickly said, "Master Balrog, do you know when His Majesty the King's meeting will end?"
"I have something very important to discuss with him, but I haven't been able to reach him for days."
"Could you help me relay a message to him?"
Balrog looked a bit displeased, "Tadak, have you forgotten what I taught you?"
"In the art of forging, one should be neither hasty nor impatient."
"Even if the sky falls, we must focus on what we are doing."
"Only in this way can we create the most powerful divine weapons."
Tadak seemed to realize something and quickly regained his composure.
He respectfully said, "Your teaching is right, Master."
"I, your disciple, will remember."
Then, Tadak silently tossed out 1,000 blocks of Rhythm Black Iron.
Balrog's brow moved.
He acted as if he didn't see it, waved his big hand, and took all the Rhythm Black Iron into his bag.
