03. Guild Fair (18)

A few weeks ago, when I was making new broken golden eggs.

I felt the need for a weapon just for me.

Because I thought that one day I would have a fight myself.

A weapon exclusively for me.

Because I am neither a swordsman nor a wizard, I needed to choose the form that was most familiar to my hand.

‘As expected, there’s only a hammer.’

It’s what I’ve been holding in my hands every day for 10 years without missing a single day.

After deciding what to make, it was time to decide how to make it.

A one-handed hammer is good, but it’s not too bad if it’s as big as a two-handed hammer.

No matter how much it is in the support department, I am also an awakened person.

With my strength level, I can easily handle the weight of quite a bit of equipment.

If Yoon Seo-hee, Baek Ji-soo, and I team up together, how can I make up for what they lack?

Prosecutor Yoon Seo-hee. Wizard Baek Ji-soo. Blacksmith Kim Ijin.

“… ….”

What can I really do?

I can’t even eat popcorn.

One day, I consulted directly with Baek Ji-soo about such concerns.

“What is lacking for me and Yoon Seo-hee?”

“Yes.”

She thought for a moment, then, as if it were natural, she opened her mouth.

“That’s a wide area.”

“Wide area… ?”

Baek Ji-soo nodded quietly.

“Yoon Seo-hee may have excellent interpersonal combat skills, but she is weak in group combat. Her physical stats are average, and her seasons are strong, but her mana is consumed a lot for individual targets.”

In ten years, this problem will be solved to some extent, but Ji-soo Baek added that the current Yoon Seo-hee is not at that level yet.

“In my case… As you might have guessed, there aren’t many attack magic that I know of. My role is to be a rear assistant. I learned various magics, but none of them are specialized for firepower.”

Come to think of it, Baek Ji-soo was good at using difficult space battles and strengthening magic that he had never heard of, but he had never seen him use attack magic that others commonly used.

“Can I ask why?”

“The attack magic didn’t suit my constitution.”

She said, placing her hand on her chest.

“Master said that learning magic that doesn’t suit your aptitude or constitution is a waste of time. I also enjoyed digging into the mysteries of magic more than harming someone, and thanks to that I was able to become Master’s disciple….”

Baek Ji-soo made a vague expression as if recalling her nostalgic past, then she clenched her fists with a distressed expression.

“… Anyway, I don’t know if she gets her skills back to the level before the regression, but at the current level, Yoon Seo-hee and I have a limit to fighting against the majority.”

“Um, I see…” It’s a wide area.”

“Why? I hope you… Are you thinking of remaking weapons with unique skills? Even with the effect you want?”

As if Baek Ji-soo’s prediction was correct, I nodded her head calmly.

She looked bewildered, as if she had lost her words.

“You are gradually exceeding my expectations. You are the only blacksmith in the world who has such concerns.”

“I’m not sure yet. Because I want to be successful.”

How good would it be if a unique skill came out, whether it was a golden egg or my exclusive weapon?

However, the only weapon that has succeeded in attaching the skill is the three-person sword.

It was very frustrating not knowing how to attach skills to weapons.

‘Is it also an ingredient?’

Wouldn’t it be necessary to have special materials and special production methods like a three-person sword to acquire skills?

I went into the warehouse after a long time and looked at each of the swords I had made so far.

However, the sword, made of low-quality steel with a plausible shape, did not inspire my idea. Instead, an object stored in a corner of the warehouse caught my eye.

“This is….”

A long twig that has been blackened and rotted.

Come to think of it, what is this? At first glance, it looks like a cane, but Baek Ji-soo brought it from the future, so this must be something great enough to compare to the death penalty sword, right?

I was curious and checked the wand with analysis and found something surprising.

Although the tree itself was dead and unable to function, mana was gathering around the branch, which did not feel alive.

How is this possible? I also asked Baek Ji-soo.

“It must be because it is a staff made from the root of the world tree.”

“The root of the world tree?”

“Yes. Even if it rots and dies, the world tree is the world tree. Just by its existence, the magic power around it must be gathered. Even so, it doesn’t mean much.”

An item completely destroyed due to the power of the devil and the providence of causality.

Baek Ji-soo asserted that it will no longer recover its original function.

“If you want, you can use it as a material for your weapon.”

“Can I?”

“Yes… Rather, it seems that there will be no regrets left.”

There was deep regret in Baek Ji-soo’s eyes as she looked at the object that was once her staff.

Accepting Baek Ji-soo’s favor, I decided to use the staff for the wooden part of the hammer.

Then now we need to get some steel.

I could use the 2nd grade magic steel normally, but I felt that it was lacking somewhere.

So I was spending my time doing the drying work of peeling off the outer skin of a rotten cane and drying it with lacquer, and the work of making golden eggs at the same time.

My grandfather came home from work and called me.

“Lee Jin-ah. Would you like to take a look at this?”

“Yes?”

“Okay, this is pretty heavy.”

What the grandfather took out was an ore the size of a human head.

“Huh? Is this a magic reaction stone?”

I looked through the analysis and it was a metal I knew. A magic reaction stone is something like an electromagnet. An electromagnet is usually a normal metal, but it is a metal that creates a magnetic field when an electric current is applied to it.

The magic reaction stone is the magic version of the electromagnet. It is a kind of mana magnet that attracts or strongly pushes the surrounding mana when mana flows.

It’s a very rare metal. How did the grandfather do it?

“Actually, a regular customer said it was difficult to pay, so he replaced it with this. Normally, I would have refused, but today, for some reason, I remembered your face.”

The moment I saw the Magic Reaction Stone, something flashed through my head.

It was thanks to my grandfather who thought of his grandson.

“Grandpa! Thank you, that was very helpful! May I take this?”

“Sure, of course. Work hard.”

“Thank you!”

I immediately carried the ore on my shoulder and headed straight to the workshop.

Characteristics of the two materials.

The root of the world tree attracts magic from the surroundings, and the magical magnetic field of the reaction stone strongly pushes away magic.

By combining these, wouldn’t it be possible to create a weapon that gathers mana and inflicts extensive damage?

Of course it won’t be easy. It must be very difficult to harmonize the two materials.

But it was definitely worth a try.

After several days of hard work, I saw results.

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“Turn off… town… !”

I felt the fishy taste of iron in my mouth. The blood that had refluxed through the esophagus was boiling in the throat.

In the end, he couldn’t stand it and spat out the blood that had risen up to his throat.

“Cool! Cool! Big….”

I was careless. Pierced through the heart

This is dead.

I will die soon. It is fatal. I can’t live.

Baek Ji-soo’s voice passes through my head.

‘On the battlefield, the moment you are careless, you die.’

That was right. What did i say then? Did I say that there would be no such thing as Baek Ji-soo and Yoon Seo-hee fighting together?

But here and now I was alone.

“Huh… !”

It’s scary.

I am so afraid that it will end like this.

It is very lonely and forlorn to have to die alone in this dark warehouse without anyone knowing.

Some people’s faces pass by in an instant like a kaleidoscope.

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Grandpa, Yoon Seo-hee, Baek Ji-soo….

Lee Byung-jun, Yuna, Sang-wu Sang-wu and Ah-ran Im, and everyone who helped me fight the Banshee.

What will happen to them if they die here?

Those who believe in me and are fighting… How is it going?

“Kuh… !”

I can’t die like this.

There is still work to be done.

Even at this moment, there is someone waiting for me. They are not receiving cheap expectations to the extent that they will let go and die meekly.

“Quaaa!!”

Kwaduk! I grabbed the tentacle that had pierced my heart with my left hand.

Kulleong! The beads, perhaps startled by the sudden struggle of the prey, tried to pull out the tentacles, but they never let go.

As fierce as a burning flame right before it goes out, even I am amazed at how I could generate such power.

‘Magic is… doesn’t exist.’

In the first place, the remaining magic power was at the bottom, and the heart was pierced there. I don’t have the strength to squeeze any more.

But there is a way.

Isn’t that bead that’s consuming all the mana around here is just right connected to my heart?

I gritted my teeth and gathered the remaining mana in the circuit to start synchronizing the mana. I continue to struggle with the orb trying to push my magic power.

“Give it to me, bastard!”

Boom! Kwakwang! Tentacles twist like mad, trying to get me off.

Whether it is hung on the wall or stuck, I will never let it go. Don’t underestimate the craftsman’s stubbornness.

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Gluck! A sip of magic power enters my body through circuits. Maybe it’s magic that paid for blood, so it’s dirty and filthy. I devour this before transforming it into Magi.

You don’t need much. One sip, two sips. It clings to him like a mosquito and continues to suck mana.

This is enough. Instead of absorbing more mana, I vigorously raised the hammer I was holding in my right hand.

Kwaguagua-! The roots of the world tree that responded to my will draw in magic from the surroundings.

The magic power that raged like a storm spun around me.

Ugh- A hammer that trembles in response to my will.

Yeah, I didn’t write it like that.

A while ago, my usage was wrong. It’s good to hit a mana and give a wide range of damage. But since I am a blacksmith and what I have in my hand is a hammer, what I have to hit has been decided from the beginning.

“Cut the hemp.”

The three-man sword that fell on the floor flew through the air without even being in his hand.

Three swords are flying in front of me. The tip of the knife is pointed directly at the marble.

“Whoa….”

The only thing a craftsman’s hammer needs to hit is always steel.

Quaang!!! I hit the three-person sword with the hammer as hard as I could.

A unique skill of the three-person sword.

Yam(斬魔).

A nameless hammer unique skill.

Strike (鋼擊).

The marble shoots out waves of tentacles and demonic energy as if screaming in silence.

The three-man sword fired in a straight line shattered the beads, turning all resistance into meaningless outbursts.

Synthesis of unique skills.

Yam Attack (斬魔鋼擊).

Clang! The three-person sword is embedded in the ground, and shattered marbles fall to the floor.

At the same time, the tentacle that had pierced my heart was scattered and my body fell down with it.

Fluffy! I tried to balance somehow, but my legs collapsed powerlessly.

Dizziness ran through my head.

Puffed up. A cool touch touches your cheek.

It may have been Baek Ji-soo’s touch, but it was just a cold concrete floor.

Did I fall to the floor without realizing it?

‘Ah, damn it….’

Blood… Too much comes out….

Am I going to die like this….

I tried to hold on to the distant mind somehow, but my consciousness only gradually faded away.

‘Hee Seo… index….’

I… You did it.

Now….

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Clearly red blood spreads across the concrete floor.

The puddle of blood that flowed from his heart grew bigger and bigger until it reached the fragments of the shattered orb.

Dalgrak. Fragments of marbles that touched blood shook.

It wasn’t just one. Good luck, good luck. Every time the fragments of broken fragments come into contact with blood, they shook finely.

It’s like getting blood and regaining strength.

「More… More….」

In search of the source of the overflowing vitality, the beads stretched out their tentacles and crawled out to the motionless Kim Yi-jin.

One by one, the fragments dug into Kim Yi-jin’s open heart. Eventually, when all the fragments made up the defect in the heart.

Thumping!

My heart, which hadn’t moved, started beating.