I knew very well what had changed.
I put Thornyblade aside and started to look at the ability section that was now embedded in my eyes.
Abilities:
- The Blacksmith
- Disciplined +2
- ???
I thought I had revealed the unknown power at the bottom but it was still locked. Even though this dampened my morale, my sadness didn't last very long. "That's it! I'm no longer an apprentice. Anyone who calls me an apprentice, I'll mess up their forehead." I said to myself. Besides, my resistance sub-stat had increased by five points as a temporary boost, bringing it ten temporary points. Now, it was time to read the description of my evolving ability.
The Blacksmith: You are a blacksmith who has proven your skill. History is written by those who use the things you make. Even if your name isn't well-known in history, the things you've made will ensure your name is remembered. You can see the properties of all items you name. Manufacturing is difficult and requires patience. During this process, the speed at which your intelligence stats develops will increase for more inspiration. Lastly, the users of the items you name become your "customers". If a customer is satisfied with your work, all the sub-stats of charisma will increase by 15 points at once.
It was quite a long explanation. Still, I had gained something passive-based but vital for my growth. First of all, I had acquired the ability to see the powers of a weapon just by naming it. To check this, I focused on the sword. As a result, a new slot suddenly appeared to the left of the slot containing abilities.
Weapon Name: Thornyblade
Weapon Description: This is your first sword. You made this sword for someone nicknamed Sin of the Flower. You have not yet delivered the sword to its owner.
Weapon Customer: Zui Amor
The weapon I created displayed some information as if it were imitating an identity. The sword had no history yet but it was obvious that with the experiences it would gain, it would carve out its own past. I was genuinely wide awake now. I couldn't help but wonder what this sword would tell me after ten years. Then, a mad idea came to my mind.
With this ability, I could do spy.
As a blacksmith, I wasn't dependent on anyone. A weapon I created could save lives or take countless lives. The sword's history was essentially the history of its user. This would show me what that person had done. If I approached a sect member who liked to make friends with lies and suggested making them a weapon for self-protection, they would think I was well-intentioned and accept my offer.
'Now I have a cheat-like ability too.' I said to myself. If I used this ability correctly, I could take the next step more decisively. Now, it was time to see what powers this beautiful sword possessed.
Weapon Abilities:
- Durable
- Like a Staff
- Wolfeater Poison
Weapon Ability Descriptions:
Durable: This sword is quite sturdy because it is made from a steel-chrome alloy.
Like a Staff: This sword can be used as a staff to facilitate magic control.
Wolfeater Poison: The platting of this sword contains wolfeater poison. When it enters the bloodstream, it causes nausea and the stomach to fail. Without an antidote, a painful death occurs within three days.
Even I started to look at Thornyblade with fear. I really must have crossed my limits. I honestly don't know how I managed to craft such a dangerous sword. 'The best thing is to ask Zui for some money. 10,000 or 20,000 kane would be ideal.' I thought and I started to wonder if my eyes had taken the shape of the letter K.
Meanwhile, I heard a few steps approaching the blacksmith's workshop. The true owners of the forge were coming here for a new day. Since there was no window underground, my perception of time had truly disappeared. I had thought it was morning because I was sleepy but I hadn't really believed it was actually morning.
Thus, I left the blacksmith's workshop and headed straight to my room in the dormitory. I wasn't going to attend today's theory lesson. To be honest, no student was obliged to attend classes. A new exam was held every two months, and anyone who scored enough points in this exam could continue their education. After each two-month period, students would take a one-month holiday. This cycle continued for three years, and each year, the courses were changed and detailed.
Honestly, I didn't even want to attend the practice lessons but today was thursday. I didn't want instructor Borrow to come all the way to my room for training. After a few hours of sleep, my stomach was growling, telling me I was hungry. There were plenty of places selling food within the academy zone. Today, it was a good way to reward myself.
So, about an hour later, I found myself in the corner of a shop. In front of me was a delicious meat dish, and while the waiter was serving it, he also brought bread and poured hot oil over the meat. The sizzling sound of the oil was very appetizing. After eating this wonderful meat, I became even less eager to go to training. I just wanted to be lazy.
However, because of the troublesome cult I had entangled myself with, Emerra's goals and instructor Borrow's strict training, I had no choice but to go to lesson.
On the other hand, Borrow also seemed to be a naive person, unaware of the situation in his homeland. He hadn't mentioned when he left the army but it was clear that the events hadn't started before his departure. First and foremost, thiz man was a soldier and soldiers are loyal.
Even if what he knew was no longer valid, knowledge could never be harmful. That's why, whenever I got the chance, I tried to ask questions related to his kingdom naively. So far, I hadn't acquired any concrete information. Still, I wanted to continue trying my luck.
This time, I entered that reddish building which housed a coliseum of his. Borrow had various types of weapons around him.
"Listen carefully. Today, I want to test your familiarity with weapons. I brought everything you can think of and today, we'll see how well you can use the weapons."
It seems Borrow is determined to expose my weakness.