Chapter 103
"Mister…?"
The Giant Guild members panicked as Grid suddenly pulled out a weapon. Then they started talking to each other.
As the Giant Guild was misunderstanding, another member gave a new opinion. He was someone with the ID of Grey Bear.
The guild members paid attention to Gray Bear's words.
Thanks to Grey Bear, the Giant Guild members resolved their question and apologized to Grid.
“Did we disturb your work? We're truly sorry. We will compensate you, so please calm down first and put away your weapon. Then we can talk. We came to invite you to the Giant Guild on Chris' order. How about it? Isn't it an honor? Are you happy? Have some of your upset feelings gone away?"
The number of members in the smithy belonging to the Giant Guild was over 10 people. The Giant Guild had visited smithies several times and saw the process of making items. It took 2~3 hours on average. If it took a long time, the blacksmith would sit in front of the fire for 3~4 hours.
One or two epic items would be produced every month, while everything else was garbage. Would it be a large difference with the unknown craftsman? He was likely to work in the same manner as regular blacksmiths and would make more epic items. The thoughts of the ordinary guild members were lacking. They dismissed Grid's work.
“Now, put away your sword. Isn't this too shameful just because we disturbed the production of an item? Hahaha!"
"… Just?"
Grid stopped just before he swung his sword. Then kwaduduk! The sound of him gritting his teeth was very loud.
“Just the production of an item? Have you ever tried making an item? Are you making fun of my class? Have you ever thought about my efforts and perseverance? Huh? You think you can disregard me, just because you're a member of a cool guild?"
Kkuok!
Grid held Dainsleif with a tight grip. He looked prepared to do battle.
Ibellin, who was barely able to save his life with the 'Fighter's Beliefs' passive skill, whispered to Grid.
–Grid, calm down first. There are 12 people! Grid will be hurt if you fight alone! Please buy time until I recover!
Ibellin also participated in the Malacus raid, so he knew that Grid was strong. At that time, Grid had the unique opportunity to show off his strength. But there were 12 strong opponents. The enemies' levels were estimated to be over 150, but Grid was only level 97. He had no chance of winning a 12 against 1 fight.
Ibellin wanted Grid to calm down. But it was just wishful thinking.
"These jerks… I don't like your tone even when you are apologizing. I will kill you."
Grey Bear clicked his tongue. ‘Really dumb. The silly words of these idiots stimulated the craftsman.'
They had to persuade or kidnap Grid while the main force of the Tzedakah Guild was being held up. This was the command given to them. But the problem was the leader of this group had died two times because of Ibellin and was forcefully logged out.
'There isn't a leader to talk to him so the situation ended up like this… But it doesn't matter.'
The opponent was a blacksmith. The bizarre looking helmet and the greatsword seemed threatening at first, but it didn't make sense.
‘A blacksmith can't wield a greatsword… It won't be a threat even if he swings it. What can he do even if he's angry? If conversation doesn't work, we'll just kidnap him by force.'
Grey Bear and the Giant Guild were willing to overpower to Grid. Then Grid took one step forward.
Kwajajak!
"Eh?"
The smiles disappeared from the faces of the Giant Guild's members. This was because the greatsword quickly cut down a fellow colleague.
"Kuaack!"
A single blow. He didn't use any special skills, just swung the sword. But the health of their colleague fell to less than half in one blow.
"No way!"
The class of the attacked member was an assassin. By default, an assassin had weak defense and low health. If a damage dealer struck, the assassin would lose half their health in one blow. But wasn't the opponent just a blacksmith? Blacksmiths weren't a damage dealer. It was a production-related class. Their attack power should be weak.
But Grid's attack power was abnormally strong.
'What is with this blacksmith?'
'An assassin is fast. But he was hit by the attack without being able to escape. From a blacksmith?'
'In the first place, how can a blacksmith handle a greatsword?'
The greatsword was a weapon that only high strength warriors could handle. This greatsword also seemed bigger and heavier than usual ones. How could Grid, who was a blacksmith, handle the greatsword so perfectly?
'Damn! What is this?'
As the Giant Guild fell into confusion, Grid attacked the assassin who had suffered great damage and fell into a stunned state.
[Your party member Kido has died.]
“…”
Their colleague died from only two hits. The Giant Guild was astounded.
Ibellin was also surprised. 'Strong!'
During the Malacus raid, Grid hadn't shown any special combat skills. He just dealt the final blow to Malacus. Ibellin thought that Grid just had high stats and some combat techniques because of his hidden class, while his main role was a blacksmith. But that was a big miscalculation. Grid was wielding the sword proficiently, like he had experienced numerous battles.
Ibellin's vision was correct. Grid had played as a greatsword wielding warrior for a year. He hunted in the same hunting ground with low level monsters every day. Therefore, his level up was slow, but he built up a solid base. That base blossomed after Grid became Pagma’s Descendant and got the high stats. Dainsleif played the role of wings.
'Dainsleif… Great!'
Grid marvelled at the power of Dainsleif.
[Dainsleif (Reproduction)]
Rating: Unique
Durability: 500/500 Attack Power: 451~635(+165)
Attack Speed: -8%
* Additional damage equal to 10% of the target's current defense will be dealt.
* The greater the number of enemies, the greater the damage.
* The skill 'Golden Flash' will be generated.
'I knew it was a weapon specializing in dealing with a large number of enemies, but this much damage…'
After killing Kido, the remaining 11 members of the Giant Guild recognized Grid as an enemy. Dainsleif also got an additional 165 attack power. +15 attack power was added per enemy, so he could gain +1,500 attack power if he faced 100 enemies.
He had to take into consideration that Dainsleif had a maximum attack power of 635 and was currently one of the strongest weapons. The additional attack power value was high enough to destroy the balance.
‘Considering the balance… Is there a cap on the additional damage? Anyway, it's true that this is amazing.'
Grid was forced to admire it.
'Compared to my unique items, the performance of Dainsleif is outstanding. My skills still haven't reached Albatino.'
The creator of Dainsleif was the human blacksmith, Albatino! He was clearly great. But he failed to acquire the title of 'legend' like Pagma. On the other hand, Grid was already a legend due to being Pagma’s Descendant. Nevertheless, he wasn't as good as Albatino. It was still too difficult for Grid to claim that he was Pagma’s Descendant.
‘I need to put in more effort. First, I will jump over Albatino and then Pagma. But before that…'
He needed to get rid of these bastards.
“I will make you pay for ruining my item! Blacksmith’s Rage!"
[Blacksmith's Rage has been activated. Your attack power and attack speed will increase significantly for 20 seconds.]
“Ohhhhhh!”
Grid's strength was boosted and he swung Dainsleif horizontally. Two Giant Guild members standing next to each other were hit at once.
Kwang!
"Kuk!"
"What?"
The guild members used their weapon or shield to defend against the attack, but they were unable to withstand the weight of the greatsword and were pushed back a few steps. The Giant Guild members were convinced the moment they experienced the terrible attack power.
"This… No, he isn't a blacksmith!"
Grey Bear trembled. "We were tricked! He isn't the unknown craftsman! These vile Tzedakah people set up a trap!"
“Let's get out of here!"
They determined it was a trap and couldn't stay any longer. The Giant Guild members were worried about the worst and started to retreat. But Grid had no intention of letting them go.
“You're trying to run away?"
Grid opened his inventory. He took out the Ideal Dagger and used Quick Movements.
[Quick Movements has been activated. Your agility and evasion rate will increase significantly for 1 minute.]
"Good."
After confirming that his body was lighter, Grid chased after the Giant Guild. He stepped on the shoulders of the spectators and swung Dainsleif downwards as he jumped.
Kwajajak!
"Kuaaack!"
One of the Giant Guild members running away screamed and fell down. He shivered as he felt the power of Dainsleif. His eyes were astonished. Then notification windows popped up in succession.
[You have been hit by a blow!]
[You have suffered 5,900 damage.]
[The durability of the Adolph Full Plate Armor has decreased by 80.]
[The broken pieces of armor penetrated deep into your body. There will be a continuous bleeding effect until the pieces are removed.]
“Cough! This is impossible!"
The name of the man shouting was Maksevun. He was a rare pure tanker who invested all his points into stamina to increase his defense.
But thanks to the passive effect of Pagma's Swordsmanship, Grid gained an addition 20% physical damage and 10% critical chance. Then Blacksmith's Rage increased his attack power and Dainself had the passive effect of 'additional damage equal to 10% of the target's current defense will be dealt.' Therefore, even Maksevun's defense was useless.
'Even an ogre's stamina won't be able to endure this blow!'
They should've known the moment they saw the blacksmith hold the greatsword. This man was much stronger than Ibellin, one of the 10 rookies. Grid was clearly the secret weapon that the Tzedakah Guild was hiding.
'We were wrong.'
'We have to escape!'
The Giant Guild members didn't care about the eyes of the spectators. They left the wounded Maksevun and kept running away. Grid once again pulled out the Ideal Dagger and used Wind Blast to block their retreat. He immediately chased after them while swapping back to Dainsleif and used Pagma's Swordsmanship, Wave.
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Chapter 104
Chaeeeeeng!
Through continuous engagements, the speed of the Gale Spear was maximized. Pon's current attack speed couldn't be followed by human eyes. It felt like a dozen spears were thrusting at the same time.
Zirkan followed it well, but he eventually reached his limit. The moment he saw a gap, Pon flew through the air without missing this opportunity.
“True Illusion!"
Pepepepeok!
The spear poured forward like a shower. The magnificent golden armor around Zirkan's body was instantly turned into rags.
"Kuu…ock!"
Flop!
It was an incredible sight. The first ranked swordsman, also known as the strongest person who led the five captains of the Giant Guild, fell to his knees.
Pon pointed a spear at his heart and said, "Pant pant… You're still strong. Originally, I would've lost."
Pon was just as seriously injured as Zirkan. He had been completely overwhelmed at the beginning of the battle. But as the battle continued, he became stronger due to the option of the Gale Spear and was able to reverse the situation.
"That spear…" Zirkan smiled bitterly as he examined the splendid appearance of the blue and silver spear. "It is a really amazing spear. Is it an item produced by the unknown craftsman?"
He was defeated by that spear. Pon calmly confirmed it. "That's correct. I've discovered the true power of items thanks to this spear made by him."
“Huh…” Pon's coolly accepting attitude meant that all of Zirkan's bluster went away. Zirkan dropped his head, “End it."
“Thank you for the hard work."
Puok!
The Gale Spear pierced Zirkan's heart. Pon warned Zirkan who was slowly changing into light.
“If you are going to threaten our guild again, tell Chris to prepare a larger force."
After that, Pon headed straight to Khan's smithy.
***
The power of skills! The power of stats! The power of items!
Grid currently had a perfect trinity, increasing his attack power to that of top rankers.
Even Maksevun, who was considered one of the top five rankers in the guild, was forced to fall in front of Grid. What would happen if Grid, now more powerful than ever, used an AoE skill that dealt 1.5 times his current attack power?
'Pagma's Swordsmanship.'
It was a disaster.
"Wave."
[Wave]
Unleash a violent sword dance like a high wave.
Inflicts 155% of your attack power to all enemies within 1m, as well as reducing their speed.
The moment that Grid took action! Blue waves emerged from Grid's sword and spread all over the place.
Syuok! Syu syu syu syu syuk!
The sharp waves occurred dozens of times. The Giant Guild instinctively sensed danger and quickly escaped.
“Scatter!"
Papapat!
The Giant Guild scattered in all directions. They wanted to get away from the waves that had a fierce momentum. However, each wave launched by Grid chased after them, as if they had their own will. It was virtually impossible to escape because the speed of the attack skill was so fast.
"What? Is this a guided skill? What is this fraudulent skill?"
In the end, the Giant Guild stood at the crossroad of choice. They took defensive stances or raised their weapons to protect themselves. And then…
Kwa kwa kwa kwang!
“Kuaaaaak!”
"Hiik!"
The 10 Giant Guild members had been scattered all over the place. They tried to defend and the result was devastating.
"This is impossible…"
Grid's attack power was too strong. Maksevun trembled as he witnessed what happened to his colleagues.
‘An AOE skill can be so powerful…'
AOE skills could attack multiple enemies at the same time, but there was an inherent limitation in the weak attack power. Generally, a first advancement class' AOE skills dealt 50~70% of their attack power or magic attack power. Then there was the second advancement class. In other words, the AOE skills of rankers above level 200 were capable of dealing 70~90% of their attack power or magic attack power.
However, Grid's skill seemed to exert more than 100% of his attack power.
Maksevun wondered. 'Maybe it's a rare skill?'
Rare skill! Rare skills could be acquired by completing special quests or achievements, acquiring a title and so on. For example, this was the skill Yura acquired after becoming the Eighth Servant.
[Divine Punishment]
Summons a lightning bolt that deals 15,000~23,000 damage within 10 meters.
Range of Damage: 3m radius around the target.
* If you use this skill to kill an enemy, your faith will rise by 50 points for each enemy.
Mana Consumption: 4,000
Skill Cooldown Time: 1,200 seconds
Thus, the destructive value of rare skills wasn't proportional to the attack power of the caster, but to a fixed amount of damage. Their power and function were the strongest in existence. However, there were limits to skills with fixed damage values. Once the levels and items of the users increased, and once their health climbed higher, the power of the fixed damage skills would decrease.
But Pagma's Swordsmanship was different. Was Pagma's Swordsmanship a rare skill? No. It was a legendary skill. The stronger Grid got, the stronger Pagma's Swordsmanship would become. In the future, it would evolve into the best skill.
Right now, Maksevun and others on the street were witnessing the glory of one of Satisfy's best skills. Ibellin was among them.
'What on earth is Grid's class?'
The Tzedakah Guild knew that Grid had a hidden class. In other words, Grid was predicted to be one of the three known epic classes. Among the three classes, Agnus and Katz were known to have two. Therefore, it was reasonable to assume that Grid was the still unidentified epic class.
But at this moment, Ibellin changed his way of thinking.
"Grid… Perhaps he has a unique hidden class?"
As Ibellin murmured, the Giant Guild members were trembling with fear after being torn to rags from one wide area skill.
'This is the equivalent of the five captains… No, maybe more than that. Where did the Tzedakah Guild find and obtain a monster like this?'
It was obvious that the man with the bizarre skull helmet would become a great danger to the Giant Guild later on. They had to grasp his capabilities to help the guild.
The determined Grey Bear entered the party chat.
<ㅋㅋㅋHis deadly moves! I will make him use it quickly ㅋㅋㅋ! Let's go! Anyway, won't we just lose experience?>
The Giant Guild members lying in various places starting getting up one by one. Then they prepared to fight. The spectators on the street were excited.
"Ohh! The Giant Guild is finally going to unleash their skills!"
"Go! Show the skills that defeated Ibellin!"
Satisfy had a video recording function. The Giant Guild VS the Tzedakah Guild! The onlookers in the street were recording the battle between the strongest guilds and relaying it to the Internet. Various broadcasting stations also dispatched people.
Right now, hundreds of millions of people around the world were watching Grid and the Giant Guild through the Internet and TV. But Grid wasn't aware of this fact. If he was aware that he was on air for the first time in his life…
Grid would pose and say wonderful lines like the protagonist of movies that he dreamed of being.
"These damn people… Why are you suddenly splitting up? Am I funny? Ah, right. From the beginning, I didn't like scum like you. You shouldn't have upset me… Kuk kuk! Okay! I will tear off your limbs and kill you as brutally as I can!"
“Charge of Anger!"
“Spirit Control!"
“Chain Binding!"
The Giant Guild wasn't confident about facing Grid in a simple power struggle. Therefore, they focused on skills that would cause status conditions. Their battle plan was to attack every time Grid was affected by the status condition. But what was this?
Kwajak! Puchak! Peok!
It was truly a one-sided slaughter. The black greatsword was turned red.
Over the past few years. When Grid was weak, he met many strong people who ignored him or laughed at him. Now the Giant Guild members in front of him were like those strong people. The feeling of trampling on them caused a pleasure beyond imagination.
"Kuahahaha!”
The person in the skull helmet brutally slaughtering the Giant Guild looked like a monster from a horror movie. The screen filled with blood, and the frightened screams of the Giant Guild members resounded, causing the mainstream stations to eventually stop broadcasting. Thanks to that, the ratings of the cable broadcasting stations increased dramatically, causing a festive atmosphere.
That day.
Headlines about the 'Human Butcher' appeared in various media around the world. In addition, Grid's classmates, who were harassed by Grid at Kesan Canyon, shivered from fear in front of the TV.
“It's that bastard… I knew he was a psychopath…"
“Wow, he really is crazy. Acting like this in the middle of a city… What a scary guy…"
For the next few days, the media had an in-depth discussion on 'Satisfy's psychopaths, can we neglect them?' In addition, the position of the Tzedakah Guild rose further. They were able to block the 300-strong army from the Giant Guild with less than 20 people.
"Kuaaah!"
Chris released all his anger by hunting. There were no monsters left in the hunting grounds he was present at.
"Shit! Shit! Shitttt!"
The unknown craftsman was taken away by the Tzedakah Guild and he was publicly humiliated, so Chris was running wild with anger. He wanted to take revenge immediately. But the mysterious person had joined the Tzedakah Guild…
In addition, that skull helmet was stuck in his mind and he couldn't move.
‘The AOE skill showed on the air is proof that he has a hidden class above epic. Who is he? Perhaps… Agnus?'
Agnus obtained the second epic class and was seventh on the unified rankings. He disguised himself and enjoyed causing all types of incidents throughout the continent. Chris couldn't rule out the possibility that Agnus was involved in this.
‘Jishuka is definitely giving me a headache.'
Chris made a guild announcement after a few days of thinking.
“All external activities shall be prohibited! Just focus on leveling up! Let the anger in your hearts erupt when hunting. Become stronger! Become stronger and pay back this disgrace someday!"
As the Giant Guild decided to strengthen themselves, winds of change were also blowing in the Tzedakah Guild. Through this incident, top rankers became aware of the Tzedakah Guild's true strength and visited.
Satisfy was different from L.T.S. There was a limit to what 18 people could do. The Tzedakah Guild, who had been considering the expansion of forces, conducted various tests and accepted new guild members.
But there was a problem. Most of the people who passed the test weren't normal.
"Um… A crazy person attracts other crazy people."
This was Vantner's opinion. People were attracted to Grid's madness and came rushing to join the guild. The Tzedakah Guild gained seven new powerful colleagues, but they felt more anxious than pleased.
And Grid was ready to attend his reunion.
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Current schedule: 20 chapters a week.
Chapter 105
Not long ago, I was a poor person with a debt. Then in the past week, I became rich. The profit earned from the Malacus raid was over 40 million won in cash. Then I received 960 million won from Pon for the Gale Spear.
In addition, the money earned from appraising and repairing the items of the guild members was around 10 million won. In this way, I earned over one billion won, and there was another unexpected income.
[300,000 gold has been acquired.]
"Huh?"
It was a pouch of money I received from Jishuka the other day. I opened the pouch in a corner of the inventory without thinking, and when I converted it to cash, a huge 360 million won came out.
"Wow… What is this for?"
When I received the pouch from Jishuka, I had been shocked by the incident with Ahyoung. I didn't have the will to check the amount of money in the pouch and just put it in my inventory. At that time, I never imagined that this little pouch would contain such a huge amount of money.
"The orb was worth 600,000 gold?"
The orb that Malacus dropped was only unique, and the performance wasn't very good compared to the unique items I made.
It was strange since I sold the legendary Sword of Self-transcendence for 220,000 gold, while the unique rated Gale Spear was 800,000 gold and Malacus' orb was 600,000 gold. It seemed that Satisfy users really had a lot of money.
"This is it! Pon isn't a pushover! The world is a pushover! I happily sold a legendary sword for 220,000 gold, but there are pushovers who will buy unique items for 600,000 gold and 800,000 gold. Hahahahat… yes! Sob!"
It was big. I lost strength in my legs and fell down. My heart seemed to stop at the sight. My spirit couldn't endure it. Tears started to pour out and I got a runny nose.
"Uhuhuhu!"
Even if I was afraid, I couldn't turn away from the truth. Now was the time to admit it. I was a stupid jerk for selling the Sword of Self-transcendence to Valdi for only 220,000 gold!
“The pushover was me…! I sold a legendary item to an NPC for a shit price! Damn! Damn! How rotten! Uwaaaack!"
Considering the price of unique items, the legendary sword was estimated to be at least 1.5 million gold. No, there was no need to guess just 1.5 million gold. Just putting it on the auction site would allow it to be sold at an expensive price. It wouldn't be strange if it sold for two or three million gold. But I didn't know anything about it, and was the pushover who sold it to an NPC for the low price of 220,000 gold.
I was indeed a pushover. The king of pushovers.
“… I want to die."
In any case, the 1.4 billion won earned this time was significant. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that a former debtor like me earning 1.4 billion won and clearing my debts was huge, but I couldn't help feeling that I had lost.
"Sigh."
I took deep breaths and cleared my mind. Then I tried to think as positively as possible.
In exchange for selling the Sword of Self-transcendence to the administrator, I became Winston's Person of Distinction and was exempted from taxes. In addition, I gained the production method to make the Divine Shield. Then it was robbed and I defeated Malacus and rescued Irene, increasing her affinity to the maximum. The connections meant I joined the Tzedakah Guild, so the result of selling the Sword of Self-transcendence was good.
"Yes! Until now, it isn't bad! Rather, it's good! It is good! Let's not dwell on the past. I would never have these opportunities if it wasn't for the administrator. Okay! Everything is going well!"
I hypnotized myself and my devastated mind gradually regained stability.
'In the first place, I can't afford to dwell on the past.'
I was busy because I had to complete Ibellin's item.
Two days ago.
Ibellin only saved enough materials to make a single Thorn. Nab's Diaphragm, one of the items needed to make Thorn, was so rare that only one of them could be obtained with Ibellin's ability.
The difficulty of making Thorn was the highest among all the items I made so far. I was nervous about having only one chance to make it, so I focused more carefully than usual. Then I was disturbed by the Giant Guild.
A bloody lump of iron suddenly came flying while I was forging and tempering Nab's Diaphragm. The timing was also unbearable as it was right when my hammer descended. The moment I hit it! The bloody lump of iron was mixed in with the metal.
I lost my temper and hunted the Giant Guild, so the material left could no longer be used. I threw it in a corner of the smithy.
‘I don't have to waste time finishing an item with a mixed substance, since only a garbage rating will come out from it.'
Then the promised time came as Ibellin arrived at the smithy.
“I finally obtained it!"
Ibellin handed me the new materials for Thorn with a bright expression on his face. Of course, Nab's Diaphragm was included among them. Ibellin had been trying to obtain this diaphragm for the past two days.
"Good… I'll make it higher than an epic rating. I will finish it by tomorrow morning and contact you straight away."
“Yep!”
Ibellin had been looking at me with admiration since two days ago. I looked too cool when destroying the Giant Guild.
‘This child has good eyes. I thought that young men aren't good-hearted, but he is the exception.'
But unfortunately, the reactions of people other than Ibellin were different.
I also watched the videos of my battle against the Giant Guild on TV and the Internet. It was nice to see how cool I looked slicing the enemies with Pagma's Swordsmanship. My heart pounded from the exciting and brilliant battle. However, strangely, the reactions of other people were cold.
I was so cruel that I seemed like a villain from a horror movie. On TV, there were discussion programs that denounced me as a psychopath. It might be because battles between guilds were common or maybe they weren't interested in the first place.
They weren't interested in the cause of the fight, only the provocative materials. In other words, they only focused on me. In the end, I got the nicknames of 'Slaughterer,' 'Masked Murderer' or 'Brutal Psychopath.'
'Did I look cruel just because I use a greatsword as a weapon and crushed the enemies? No, rather than my weapon, the problem seems to be the Frostlight Orc Chief's Helmet. The helmet is too ugly…’
I finally became famous, except with a negative image. I had to become famous with a positive image if I wanted to appear on TV and get the performance fees.
'When I have time, I need to make a helmet that can replace the Frostlight Orc Chief's Helmet. Yes, if I make a splendid helmet suitable for a hero, then people will praise me instead of being afraid of me. Huhut… I might not be handsome, but I can be a top star if I appear like a macho man, like the protagonist of an action movie. Huhuhut!'
“That… Grid? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Someday, I would become famous and appear on TV. Like other rankers, I would be more famous than any entertainer, would earn a lot of money and become very popular among women. However, Ibellin was looking at me with anxious eyes.
'This reaction again.'
Why did people react unpleasantly every time I smiled? I took this chance to ask seriously.
“Ibellin, you admire me, right? Then be honest. Does my smile look like the smile of someone in pain? Don't I look cool?"
Ibellin's face paled. "Yes…? Were you smiling just now? I thought you were suffering from a stomachache…"
“Shut up! Get out now!"
"G-Grid?"
"Get lost!"
“…”
I didn't like Ibellin's answer and chased him away. I let go of any selfishness and had to concentrate on the production.
"Hing… Work hard…"
I confirmed that Ibellin left the smithy. I finally picked up the production hammer.
"I only have one chance…"
The hopeless Ibellin had only acquired enough materials to produce one Thorn. I had to complete at least an epic rated Thorn and receive more than 100,000 gold for it. Then I could use 700 million won to pay my father's debt and use 800 million won to buy a car.
The newly released 13 series mid-size sedan from Company B! It was a visual sedan that was popular among the young and wealthy. Since childhood, I had dreamt of driving a Company B car if I succeeded, and now I was on the verge of achieving it.
'If I buy the car and drive it to the reunion, everyone will be turned upside down…'
Those who disregarded me could no longer make fun of me. Instead, they would be jealous. Then I would make Ahyoung regret not grabbing onto me. Life was no different from Satisfy: the power of items held the most importance. I was determined to demonstrate the power of items with my car.
"Ohhhh!"
Ttang! Ttang~!
I worked really hard. My concentration was at the peak, and I was one with my hammer. The result of working through the night!
[Thorn]
Rating: Rare
Durability: 151/151 Attack Power: 231
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.
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 700 strength. More than 300 agility. Advanced Sword Mastery level 2 or higher.
Weight: 300
[A rare rated item was produced, so all stats have permanently risen by +2 and reputation throughout the continent has risen by +30.]
"… Ah, damn. This rotten… It's starting again."
Recently, only high rated items had been made. Despite being a legendary blacksmith, if I made 100 items, most of them would have a normal or rare rating. But at this important timing, only a rare item was completed. It was seriously the worst.
"Hah…"
I had 100,000 gold. I needed at least 80,000 gold. More would be better, but 80,000 gold was sufficient to buy my desired car. However, it was impossible to sell rare rated items for 80,000 gold.
'The car is 800 million, but if there is a discount promotion… Should I pay in installments? No. I don't want to experience that again.'
I became heated up.
"Ah, really! Why is it a rare rating at this time? Ahh! If only I wasn't deceived by the administrator! Really rotten!"
How could I get 80,000 gold? Should I ask the guild to lend it? No. If I ask them for money now, I might lose profit on the items made later.
'Should I ask Regas? No… He is busy trying to find my shield these days… I will be burdened asking Regas for money until he finds it.'
Yes, I had one last hope.
–Hey, Ibellin. I think I will be a little late. Come find me in 20 hours, not now.
After sending the one-sided whisper to Ibellin, I picked up a piece of metal rolling around in a corner of the smithy. It was the unfinished Thorn mixed with a foreign material.
"If I smelt it again from the beginning, there might only be a little bit of blood mixed in. Okay, I will try it again."
Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!
I excitedly hoped that the new item would be at least epic rated, and the result was amazing.
[Thorn of Deep Grievance]
Rating: Legendary
Durability: 269/269 Attack Power: 409
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.
* The skill 'Cursed Bloodline' will be generated.
An item made by a craftsman with great skills and potential, but his experience and reputation is somewhat lacking.
During the production, this flamberge was left abandoned by the creator when blood was mixed in and left as an unfinished product, so it is filled with an indescribable anger and grudge. It is especially hostile to its creator and has good chemistry with the owner of the blood.
User Restriction: Level 210 or higher. More than 700 strength. More than 300 agility. Owner of the blood. Advanced Sword Mastery level 2 or higher.
* If someone other than the owner of the blood equips this item, there is a 100% probability of being cursed.
Weight: 300
[A legendary rated item was produced, so all stats have permanently risen by +25 and reputation throughout the continent has risen by +1,000.]
“… This is amazing."
OG:
Current schedule: 20 chapters a week.