Chapter 101
A small town called Pedro, in the south of the Eternal Kingdom.
There were no special resources in this area. It wasn't an important geographical location, and there was only one special product here — strawberry-flavored banana. In addition, people's reactions to the strawberry flavored banana were negative.
'Why do I taste strawberry when eating a banana', 'I would rather eat strawberries than a strawberry flavored banana,' 'It is disgusting because the banana is pink' and so on.
The special product didn't sell well, so no money was earned.
But for the Giant Guild, Pedro was a blessed land. It was due to the presence of the vampire baron, a boss monster who spawned every 11 days in the underground dungeon of Pedro Castle. The vampire baron dropped the vampire accessory set and various elixirs. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Chris decided to become the lord of Pedro due to the vampire baron.
“Humans…! I will surely rise again to repay this disgrace!"
The vampire baron shouted as he was pierced in the heart with three swords. Chris said with a grin, “Yes, don't forget to rise again."
“Kuaaaaak!”
The vampire baron disappeared into dust. Then all types of riches poured out where he stood. Among the riches were the strength elixir and agility elixir. There was also a vampire necklace. Chris took the elixirs without asking for permission from the other guild members.
[Strength has risen permanently by +3.]
[Agility has risen permanently by +3.]
10 stat points were gained with each level up. It was similar to gaining one level if he drank three elixirs from the vampire baron. For Chris, the value of the elixirs was high since, at level 290, Chris had to spend a fortnight hunting just to gain one level. Chris was happy after drinking the elixirs and taking the vampire necklace.
"Okay. With this, the vampire accessories set is completed."
“Congratulations, Chris.”
“You are now even stronger."
The guild members who participated in the raid with Chris applauded. Chris encouraged them, “The drop rate is good and the vampire baron will keep appearing here, so you will get the vampire accessory set as well. Have strength."
"Yes!"
For a guild of 530 members to be properly controlled, a strict hierarchy was needed. While small guilds had a family-like atmosphere, the Giant Guild was closer to an army. It had a system of absolute obedience to those above them. This system was so efficient that the guild was developing day by day.
After finishing the vampire baron raid.
The executives gathered at the venue for the banquet received whispers from their men. This was the contents of the whisper: A person believed to be the unknown craftsman was discovered in Winston.
As Chris drank his wine, the whisper's message was delivered to the senior executive Buglima, who organized the content and reported it to Chris.
"The unknown craftsman was found in Winston. However… It seems like the unknown craftsman has already joined the Tzedakah Guild."
"Tzedakah Guild?"
Chris' eyes twitched. He was shaking.
The Tzedakah Guild was the guild that dominated the world's most popular MMORPG L.T.S, before Satisfy was launched. They were small but created a myriad of legends, and the Giant Guild was one of their legendary scapegoats.
The reason why the Giant Guild, once considered to be one of the top five powers of L.T.S, left as soon as Satisfy was released could be attributed to the Tzedakah Guild. Satisfy became a game that transcended L.T.S so the Giant Guild's quick decision was right, but the Giant Guild's pride had actually been crushed by the Tzedakah Guild.
"Those damn people… I am starting to hear their names often in Satisfy."
Chris trembled. The memories of the many times he had been beaten by the Tzedakah Guild were still vivid in his head. However, he couldn't stay silent at the unknown craftsman being taken away.
“Send Asellas, Mihara, and Zirkan. Order them to thoroughly hit the Tzedakah Guild until they give up the unknown craftsman."
"Those three people at the same time…"
“Isn't this too much?"
The executives were agitated. The three people Chris named were part of the five captains of the Giant Guild, each one leading 100 guild members. The fact that they were sent meant that 300 troops would be dispatched to Winston. But didn't the Tzedakah Guild have less than 20 members?
"It is like using a sword to chase a chicken or cow…"
The Giant Guild had 11 executives, including the five captains. Six of them had been together ever since the L.T.S days, but five of them were only from Satisfy. The five people from Satisfy were the problem. They only heard rumors about the Tzedakah Guild and they ignored the Tzedakah Guild, because they had no experience with their strength.
Chris laughed at them.
“Chicken? Cow? Are you comparing the Tzedakah Guild to mere livestock? Kukuk! You don't know it yet. Those guys are dragons. They might be curled up right now, but they can ascend at any moment."
Chris had more than 100 clashes with the Tzedakah Guild. So he knew them better than anyone else. Their strength was immeasurable. Their current position might be different from L.T.S., but Chris didn't have any intention of being careless.
"Send those three no matter what. Take away the doors of the dragons."
He would step on them the best he could.
***
As of today, it was the fourth day after Grid joined the Tzedakah Guild. During that short period of time, Grid performed great things like improving the guild members' weapons and making a unique spear for Pon.
Today, the Tzedakah Guild decided the second person who Grid who make an item for.
He was a boy called Ibellin. He was only 16 years old, but he was a promising boy who took third place in his class rankings. Ibellin had the potential to be Regas' rival, so they were looking forward to his growth.
And Grid was commissioned to make a sword for the boy. However, it wasn't a usual sword but a flamberge. The flamberge was a sword that had the appearance of a wave. It was a cruel weapon that tore the flesh of enemies due to the nature of its shape.
It was very difficult to forge the sword into the form of a wave.
Let's start first with the forging. Forging was a task that made a metal into a solid shape by tapping at it with a hammer. The metal hardened depending on how well the hammering was. As the metal was tempered, it became harder and harder to shape. The complex appearance of the flamberge meant it was almost impossible to maximize the forging process.
Then was it easy to temper it after the forging? That wasn't the case. Tempering would inevitably change the shape. Therefore, forging and tempering had to proceed at the same time. For the above reasons, ordinary blacksmiths gave up halfway through tempering when making flamberges.
Anyway, the characteristics of the flamberge was in its shape so they focused on the shape rather than tempering. This was also the reason why it was rare to see flamberges above the epic rank. A blade that wasn't tempered properly was weak and lacking durability. Most of the flamberges circulating on the market were normal or rare ranked. Flamberges above the epic rank only dropped from monsters.
But Grid didn't want to see a normal or rare rating. He needed to make at least an epic rating to make money.
"Status window."
Name: Grid
Level: 97 (140,090/5,531,200)
Class: Pagma's Descendant
* The probability of adding additional options when making items will increase.
* The probably of item enhancement will increase.
* All equipment items can be worn unconditionally. However, there is a penalty depending on the rating of the item.
Title: One who Became a Legend
* Abnormal conditions don't work well on you.
* You won't die when health is at the minimum.
* Easily acknowledged.
Title: First Unique Item Maker
* Dexterity +200
Title: Only Legendary Item Maker
* Dexterity +350
Title: Knight Slayer
* Stamina +100.
* Strength +30
Title: Apostle of Justice
* All stats +10.
* The Apostle of Justice's bravery is unmatched.
Health: 9,016/9,016 Mana: 819/819
Strength: 824 Stamina: 572 Agility: 257 Intelligence: 279
Dexterity: 904 Persistence: 273
Composure: 204 Indomitable: 230 Dignity: 204 Insight: 204
Courage: 148
Stat Points: 0
Weight: 15,508/21,940
'When combined with the title effect, my dexterity is now approaching 1,500.'
Khan's Advanced Blacksmith Mastery was only at level 2. Grid lived with Khan for months so he guessed that the level of dexterity for Advanced Blacksmith Mastery level 2 was around 500~600. Considering Khan's reputation as the best blacksmith in the north, Grid had around three times the dexterity of the greatest blacksmiths.
Therefore, Grid was confident in his ability to carry out tempering on a flamberge.
“I will make it with my own hands. A powerful flamberge that has never been made before."
Grid's confidence rose up to Andromeda and had no intention of coming back down to Earth.
***
"Hiyah!"
Peeng!
"Kiyooh!"
Kwajak!
Regas was in a hurry to find a clue about the thief who stole Grid's shield. He took care of all the beasts and monsters blocking the way, causing a bloody wind to follow his path.
Taekwon Master Regas! He was called the strongest in the L.T.S days and his strength, which was now representative of the Tzedakah Guild, transcended the concept of ranking. Even Jishuka, who had the highest unified ranking in the guild, couldn't beat Regas.
Regas' combat sense was incalculable. He was a person who got stronger as he fought. There was no one who didn't know his reputation. There was no one who dared quarrel with him.
But right now.
“Hey ~ Regas, hasn't it been a really long time?" Mihara, one of the five captains of the Giant Guild and who claimed to be Regas' rival in L.T.S, blocked Regas' way. “I am so happy to fight you again that my head is spinning like crazy. Kukukuk!"
Mihara was a magic swordsman ranked 19th on the unified rankings. As someone who mastered the sword and magic perfectly, he could overcome swordsmen with the sword and magicians with magic. But he used both magic and the sword from the beginning because his opponent was Regas.
Peeng! Seokeok!
He summoned three fire pillars at the same time while blocking Regas' path with the sword. Mihara was excited as he saw blood splashing from Regas' chest.
"Kuahahahat! Regas! You are weak compared to the L.T.S. days! The guy who was once called the strongest looks so sad!"
“…”
Regas barely avoided the pillars of fire and quietly wiped the blood from his chest. Then he asked Mihara, who had started to chant a spell again.
"Who are you?"
"…!"
Mihara was shocked by the unexpected question and couldn't complete his spell. He shouted with rage, “You don't remember me? Damn bastard… No?"
He shook with rage. Regas didn't miss this gap and dug into his side. His hard fist caused Mihara's vision to shift towards the sky.
Peeeeeok!
"…Keok!"
Regas bowed to Mihara, who had fallen from the unexpected uppercut.
“I don’t know who you are, but thank you for being my opponent. I will be able to grow stronger after fighting you. Now, stand up. And concentrate."
"You…!"
During the time that Regas encountered Mihara. Jishuka and Toban were on the move with eight guild members. They were going to raid the basilisk, the king of the desert and so-called wingless dragon. The basilisk possessed top grade petrification magic! The people participating in the raid now had at least 60% resistance to petrification.
However, they were astounded when magic used to freeze their feet appeared from the sky.
'A user who can use this magic…?'
The magician Asellas faced the confused party.
“Did only your feet stiffen? This… My specialty is petrification magic, but the timing wasn't good. If so, it's better if you can't leave here."
Asellas gave a signal. 200 users appeared from the far side of the desert hills.
"What are you guys?" Toban shouted and Asellas explained with an expressionless face.
"The Giant Guild. Give up the unknown craftsman. You will keep dying and won't be able to play the game properly until you expel him from your guild."
A dungeon on the outskirts of Winston.
Pon was wielding the Gale Spear at a monster in the dungeon when a sword flew towards him.
Kaaang!
"Kuk!"
Pon blocked the sword with his spear, but he couldn't help groaning at the unexpected weight. He was surprised to see the owner of the sword appear from the darkness.
“Zirkan…!"
Pon knew him well. He was an opponent that Pon competed with more than a 100 times during L.T.S.
"It has been a long time, Pon."
In L.T.S, Zirkan's unified ranking was 4th. He was the best player after Regas, Jishuka and Pon. Then what about now? Zirkan was 11th on Satisfy's unified rankings. Of course, he was higher than Pon, Regas and Jishuka.
Zirkan pointed his sword at Pon, “You have to play with me here for a while."
'The fact that he appeared in front of me means that the other guild members…'
Pon provoked Zirkan. “Are you still wasting time underneath that incompetent Chris?"
Zirkan laughed. "Master has grown beyond my expectations. Don't you know? He has transcended the you from the past. It is truly worthwhile serving him."
"Che, this old man looks happy… Okay, I will knock you down first. Just like in the past."
At the same time, Khan's smithy.
'This is what Grid is like…'
Ibellin watched Grid making the sword and was overwhelmed by the force not usually seen from Grid as he stood in front of the furnace. Ibellin didn't want to disturb him and quietly left the smithy.
Then he saw more than a dozen users wearing the guild mark of a golden mace approach the smithy.
"The Giant Guild?"
At that moment, an emergency notice appeared in the guild chat window.
{The Giant Guild is intentionally attacking our guild. All free personnel should give priority to protecting Grid.}
"Heh…" Ibellin's eyes widened as he pulled out his flamberge. Then he stood in front of the smithy's door and laughed. "Isn't this quite interesting?"
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Chapter 102
“Okay, perfect.”
All preparations for making the item were finished. I took out the weapon production method I received from Ibellin this morning.
[Thorn Production Method]
Prerequisite: Advanced Blacksmith Mastery Level 5 or higher.
Thorn: A flamberge with small thorns like a black rose. It's reminiscent of the stem of a rose.
The target will suffer a painful wound when touched by this weapon.
User Restriction: Level 210 or higher.
The Gale Spear required level 240 to use, but the condition for learning the production method was level 4 mastery. However, the level limit of Thorn was 30 levels lower.
'This means that the difficulty of making this weapon is high.'
Originally, a flamberge was in the shape of fire or a wave. But as the name suggested, Thorn was in the shape of a thorn, so it was harder to make than ordinary flamberges.
'I have to make small thorn like blades on it… It's important to make it so that the small blades don't break easily… This will definitely be a pain.'
I learned the production method. The the details of Thorn appeared along with a notification window.
['Thorn Production Method' has been acquired.]
[Thorn]
Rating: Rare ~ Legendary
Rare Rating Information:
Durability: 135/135 Attack Power: 190
Armor Penetrating Power: +30%
* Unconditional bleeding will occur when an attack is successful.
* There is a 30% reduction in the healing ability of the attacked target.
Epic Rating Information:
Durability: 160/160 Attack Power: 230
Armor penetrating power: +35%
* Unconditional bleeding will occur when an attack is successful.
* There is a 35% reduction in the healing ability of the attacked target.
Unique Rating Information:
Durability: 191/191 Attack Power: 280
Armor penetrating power: +45%
* Unconditional bleeding will occur when an attack is successful.
* There is a 40% reduction in the healing ability of the attacked target.
Legendary Rating Information:
Durability: 226/226 Attack Power: 344
Armor penetrating power: +60%
* Unconditional bleeding will occur when an attack is successful.
* There is a 50% reduction in the healing ability of the attacked target.
* The skill 'Laceration' will be generated.
A flamberge with small thorns on the blade like a black rose. It is reminiscent of the stem of a rose.
The target will suffer a painful wound when touched by this weapon.
User Restriction: Level 210 or higher. More than 750 strength. More than 300 agility. Advanced Sword Mastery level 2 or higher.
Weight: 300
“Laceration? The skill name sounds bloody. Laceration skill information."
[Laceration]
The target's body will be brutally torn open by Thorn. The target will receive fixed damage equal to 60% of their current health.
Skill Mana Cost: 500
Skill Usage Condition: Target must be in a bound state.
'Damage is 60% of the target's health? The skill will have little effect if the target is low on health, but… This is an efficient skill if the target is someone with high health, like a tanker.'
The conditions of use seemed a little tricky, but it was a top-grade skill that was attached to a legendary weapon.
I was in good condition recently. I would be successful in making a legendary item this time.
'Let's get started.'
I spread out the materials that Ibellin provided for Thorn and held my hammer. Then as I was about to start…
"$)@*U$!!"
"…!!"
Chaaeng! Chaeng chaeng!
"Why is it so noisy?”
I heard the sound of people shouting and weapons clashing outside the smithy. It was a pity that I couldn't grasp the exact contents of the disturbance because the sound was coming from beyond the wall.
“Watching a fight is the best thing…"
Were people drinking during broad daylight and got into a fight? Maybe someone touched the wife of the wrong person… I wanted to go to the window and watch the fight. But I didn't have room to enjoy the game.
"I need to work hard and earn money instead of worrying about others."
Pon had promised to deposit the money for the Gale Spear in three days. My goal was to complete Ibellin's spear by then and receive a lot of money at once. After paying off my family's debt, I planned to use the remaining money to buy a foreign car.
'I'm getting older, so I need a car… I would like to buy a good car that I can bring to the reunion. Then I will make Ahyoung regret tricking me.'
Ttang! Ttang!
I desperately prayed as I moved my hands.
***
Kwa kwa kwang!
Jjejeong! Chaaeng!
The earth and trees collapsed. Fire and water filled the air, while fists and a sword collided. It wasn't a simple war of attrition. Mihara succeeded in opening the distance from Regas and consumed a lot of mana at once.
Hwaruruk!
A huge flame sprayed straight into Regas' face. The fierce momentum made it seem like a flamethrower. Regas easily avoided it.
Mihara wasn't disappointed, despite his spell being defeated. Rather, he had been waiting for the evasion as he connected another attack like flowing water. His sword aimed straight for Regas' exposed abdomen. It was an attack that was difficult to avoid.
But Regas was as flexible as a leopard. He rolled his body to avoid the sword, then immediately rose up and kicked.
Chaaeng!
Mihara was also an expert in swordsmanship. He was able to correct his balance quickly and block the kick with his sword. Then he once again summoned a large flame to attack Regas.
Peng peng!
Regas couldn't escape the flames this time. He swung his fist to blow the fire away. Mihara's sword swept through the remnants of the scattering flames. Regas turned to avoid the sword and looked disappointed.
"The same pattern of attacks in a row? It's simpler than I thought. This isn't meaningful as training."
"How can that be? There are slight variations! In the first place, this isn't training!"
Pachichik!
"…!"
Regas' eyes widened. He discovered too late that sparks appeared around Mihara's sword.
Peeeeeong!
The air had dried out due to successive fire attacks and an explosion occurred due to the lightning. It was also right beside Regas' face!
“Kuaaaak!”
Regas screamed with pain as a notification window flashed before him.
[You have lost sight in your left eye.]
[All stats will fall by 30% until the wound heals.]
[Your head is spinning.]
The fall in stats was accompanied by confusion. It was a hundreds times better than being stunned, but it was undeniable that confusion was one of the worst states. Regas couldn't control his own body properly and hesitated.
'This is basic attributes linkage… My training is still lacking.'
Regas lamented, while Mihara didn't miss this chance.
'I will end it in one blow!'
Mihara decided to use his strongest magic and took out jewels that shortened casting time.
"The sapphire's transparency will become a symbol of the ruthlessness of ice, and the ruby's intensity will become a symbol of fire's anger. Oh small emerald to the left of the five pointed star. Oh large emerald on the left of the six pointed star. Merciful wind that blows in the raging storm. Two energies that can't coexist will be carried in a storm, transcending their strength!"
Mihara wobbled. It was because he used all his mana at once, making his mental power exhausted. Then a storm large enough to swallow a house appeared. Mihara laughed at the sight of his spell.
"Kuahahahat! How is it? This is my strongest skill that exterminated 180 Yatan followers! I named it Mihara's Special Ice Fire Ultra Storm!"
Indeed, it was a fierce storm that contained ice and fire. Thousands of sharp ice shards rotated in the storm and played the role of blades, while the condensed fire calmed down in the storm. Now this storm would devour Regas, turning him into an unrecognizable shape.
Two seconds ago.
"I can imagine the power, but isn't the casting time too long?"
The bloodied Regas was restoring his breathing. Then he took a kicking posture, while a yellow aura surrounding his legs that was reminiscent of the energy of lightning.
Mihara noticed. "Have you recovered from the confusion already?"
The average duration of confusion was five seconds. Mihara, who borrowed the power of magic stones and jewels, spent an average of three seconds casting his ultimate spell. According to Mihara's calculations, the storm should've already hit Regas before he recovered from the confusion.
But what was this situation?
Regas explained to the confused Mihara. "It isn't just training of the body, but the mind as well. A martial artist should be calm in any situation!"
Martial artists recovered from status conditions quicker than other classes. As he was explaining, the storm hit Regas. Regas had already lost one eye. Due to the shock, he wasn't at full capacity. Mihara laughed as he saw Regas being completely swallowed by the storm.
“Kuahahat! It is like this! Stupid person! Your death was already scheduled!"
To a ranker, death was fatal. The time spent recovering from the experience lost meant their position could be taken by someone else. Mihara wanted to see Regas lose that experience.
Chukakakakak!
There was a loud sound as the fragments of ice started to collide with something. Mihara knew that Regas' flesh and bones were being torn. Then there was a noise that tickled his ears.
Peeeeeong!
An explosion in the core of the storm! The whole area became razed. Mihara was thrown back by the aftermath, but there was no time to feel the pain. It was because Regas emerged from the storm.
Regas was covered with dust and ashes, but he was still alive. His whole body was injured, but it was far less than Mihara's expectations. Mihara paid attention to the yellow aura that still remained at Regas' toes.
"Don't tell me you… You destroyed my special move with your kicks!?”
Pahat!
Regas' wounds were so large that he couldn't say anything. He leapt forward using his last remaining strength. Once Mihara was in attack range, he stretched out his feet and rotated. It was like a Taekwondo kick. It was a unique synthesis skill that Regas acquired after the Malacus raid, mixing the 'Yellow Dragon' attack with Taekwondo.
Peeeeeong!
Mihara made a mistake using his strongest spell to assure victory. Mihara lost all his mana in one go and was at his mental limit, so he couldn't resist Regas' kick to his chest.
"Keeoook!"
Chain mail and flesh were pierced, crushing bone.
[You have been hit by a blow!]
[You have died.]
‘Damn!’
Mihara's vision turned grey. Regas confirmed that Mihara disappeared and sat down.
"It was hard."
He wanted to go to Grid right away. But his health and stamina were low, so he couldn't move. Regas had to take a potion and wait to recover.
***
The sun sank beneath the sand, revealing the white moon. Desert nights were cold.
Asellas frowned as he looked at the battlefield. It was rare for him to expose his emotions.
"The more I look, the more it transcends common sense."
Only 10 people. 200 guild members were being slaughtered by 10 enemies.
Asellas' gaze focused on Jishuka. Whenever she pulled her bowstring, at least three Giant Guild members were wounded or seriously injured. He thought it was ludicrous that she was known as the expert archer, but that title didn't seem excessive now.
'The attack power of archers might be one of the strongest, but Jishuka's is beyond that. There are no general guild members who can endure a hit from her.'
The average level of the Giant Guild was close to 130. It was quite high compared to the average level of users in Satisfy, but it was nothing in front of the Tzedakah Guild. The difference in basic stats was so huge that it was hard to win.
‘It would be possible if it was just Jishuka…'
Asellas ordered the guild to just go after Jishuka. But Toban of the Tzedakah Guild was the number one paladin, so it seemed impossible to break through his defense. It had already been more than two hours, and the enemy didn't get tired while the number of allies decreased.
'They started Satisfy later than us…'
Until he arrived here, the Tzedakah Guild seemed a lot weaker than they were in L.T.S. He honestly would've ignored them. But they were still strong.
'The original plan was to completely defeat them but…that won't work. I will focus on buying time until I receive the good news that the unknown craftsman is obtained.'
In fact, if Asellas participated directly, then victory might be possible. But Asellas was cautious. Using magic would expose his position. He couldn't rule out the possibility of Jishuka sniping him, so he hid as much as possible.
Due to his prudence, Jishuka and the main power of the Tzedakah Guild remained tied up in the desert.
***
"Pant pant…"
In front of Khan's smithy.
Ibellin blocked the Giant Guild members who came to meet Grid. However, there were 16 enemies. They were elites of the guild who seemed to be over level 150. Ibellin was level 212 and a ranker, but it wasn't enough to deal with all of them.
In particular, the flamberge was close to useless against an opponent armed with heavy armor. The durability was so weak that the sword would break before the heavy armor. More than half the enemies were heavily armed knights.
Peeok!
"Keuak!"
After three hours of struggle. He defeated 4 enemies, but there were still 12 remaining. His movements were slowed due to the limitations on his stamina. He allowed a hammer attack and his shoulder was broken.
Ibellin collapsed with a groan, then a Giant Guild member trampled on him.
“The Tzedakah Guild isn't a big deal. I thought you were a small group of elites. I don't know why that guild contains a useless little boy like this. Isn’t that right?”
“That’s right! L.T.S. might be different, but the Giant Guild is the strongest in Satisfy! The Tzedakah Guild is nothing!"
The Giant Guild spoke ridiculing words, despite barely overcoming Ibellin. The process was difficult, but they eventually won. Ibellin was tearful as the Giant Guild disregarded him and the Tzedakah Guild.
‘I allowed them to laugh at the members… I am too weak.'
Rather than being compassionate towards the boy, the Giant Guild members were pleased.
"What is this? Are you crying? Are you a guy or a girl? Your face is pretty and your body is like a girl's, but your chest is too…"
The Giant Guild member stabbed Ibellin's chest with his sword. Ibellin felt shame and tried to squeeze out his last remaining power to resist, but he couldn't go against several enemies. The spectators on the street saw his helpless form and gossiped.
“Rankers aren't a big deal…"
“I agree. I mean, even if there are a lot of people, shouldn't he fight like a ranker? But isn't it too one-sided? Were my expectations too high?"
"Rankers aren't weak, but the Giant Guild is too strong. Aren't they considered to be one of the strongest guilds? By the way, what is the Tzedakah Guild doing? Their colleague is being beaten up and no one is showing up to help."
“They must've fled. They're a small group of elites, but the reality is pathetic."
The powerful Tzedakah Guild was constantly being slandered. Ibellin was ashamed that he was the cause of this. He blamed himself for being helpless.
"Kilkil… Now, let's start the real work."
The Giant Guild felt satisfaction after playing with Ibellin and finally opened the door of the smithy. This was their purpose for coming here. It was for the sake of meeting the unknown craftsman.
Ibeliin stumbled up and blocked their way again. “I can't allow you to meet him…"
The Giant Guild members became angry.
"Ah~ really. This jerk doesn't give up to the end. Hey, shouldn't you allow the unknown craftsman to choose? Wouldn't he rather join our guild than a terrible guild like this? Eh~ go and log out!"
Peok!
The Giant Guild beat Ibellin up. Then a part of Ibellin's destroyed armor broke off and flew to one side. The direction it flew in…
Hwiririk!
Kaaang!
“…”
The blast furnace. Grid had been hammering without noticing the disturbance occurring right in front of him. He suddenly stopped moving. He had been tempering steel on the anvil, only for a bloody lump of iron to fall on it? It was steel he had been forging and tempering for the last few hours, and now foreign matter was mixed in it.
“…”
Shake shake.
Grid received a big shock and was speechless. The Giant Guild walked up to him and said hello.
"Are you the unknown craftsman? Hello! We have come to invite you in the name of Chris, master of the Giant Guild and 3rd place on the unified rankings…"
"Shit."
"…?"
The Giant Guild members stopped talking. They greeted him in a courteous manner, only for Grid to suddenly curse. They stared with dismay as Grid looked at them.
“Do you know what you did just now?"
It was the first time he was disturbed while making an item. He was currently a few hours in. The flamberge that Grid thought might be finished with a legendary rating was now ruined.
"Kill."
Grid's eyes flashed like a madman as he held the greatsword in his hand and a strange skull helmet covering his face.
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