Chapitre 11: Hidden Masters are all around us
"That will be two gold coins, Mr. Pleiades."
"Thanks, Folke, although I must know what kind of sword is this, the art and design is very well made?"
I asked the boy that was in front of me, he had clear skin and wore nothing but baggy pants made from animal fur along with giant globes, and goggles on his head while, his feet were covered in a bandage.
He had a smithing hammer in his right hand and was also managing the money I gave to him as he proceed to fix a sword that a random client left earlier.
This boy's name is Folke, the son of the kind of blacksmith that normally makes weapons for me, but unlike his father, this boy is an Alpha you could even say he is the pride of the family fill of Betas.
On his back was a lion tattoo, and he was also slightly muscular as well, he had orange hair and blue eyes, and a wild-looking appearance, the pure definition of Ikemen.
Earlier today I was planning to buy some materials needed to hunt Owlnir the ancient, the drops it will give, will be both high grade, and beneficial to my research and hobbies, overall I get to experience true battle.
So with my previous question ask I gaze at the sword once more it was a normal looking blade, no despite it being a short sword, I can't even call it a blade if anything it was a monstrosity of a sword, truly this boy called Folke should I scout him, was what I was thinking in my head, the reason is the way this blade was made, was as if it was made by a master.
The sharpness could cut metal easily.
And if you are wondering what a master is in this world, then they are the one of the highest existence this world has to offer, you see a master is someone who has mastered a certain art to the utmost peak and when I say peak I meant the highest one can reach in a lifetime.
The blade itself was beautifully done, no! to call it just beautiful would slander the art hidden in plain sight, to normal people, this would look like your standard short sword your everyday knight in shining armor would have.
To be honest, the only reason I buy these swords from the kind blacksmith is that Mythril is very expensive, 300 golds for bulk, so I purchase the swords that have Mythril to salvage material from it and reused the Mythril to build the necessary equipment needed.
But when I look at this normal short swords, I am mesmerized by the way it was created, to be honest, work like this should be sold for no less than eight gold but Folke was kind enough to sell me for two, honestly for Alpha who grow up in this village full of toxic people, Folke, and his family is humble and generous, a pity they will soon die.
Ashura beg of me to not destroy this village right away, he said something along the line of, he waiting for the cattle to fatten up, and that when he will destroy this place, a sight to behold indeed, as long as my followers do evil and stay through to there desires in my stead I still benefit from it and receive income.
Although I want to have some fun too, maybe find the strongest person here, who is the village chief, hehehe I want to bash the head of that giant asshole, so badly.
But I will wait, I have all the time in the world, so much so, that I'm confident that I will outlive this world.
However, though Folke is a treasure, no gemstone hiding beneath a sea of coal.
"Hey, Lacia can you use the NPC analysis crest."
I stated at Lacia who was on my shoulder, of course in steal mode.
[Right away master]
[Notice analyze complete, now showing special rank NPC Folke character sheet]
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Name: Folke the Adamnious
Age: 19
Occupation: Lesser Divine Blacksmith
Titles: Apostle of Lord Hardrock the unmove, The humble rabbit, Blacksmith king candidate, knight piece of Lord Hardrock
Danger: AAA-Rank
Race: Semi-God
Class: Grand Saber
Alignment: True neutral
[Character synopsis]
Folke Vodwin of the Huntsman villager who was born under the guidance of the Vodwin family, a humble and talented family who study blacksmithing for many generations, sadly say they were labeled as Betas, but despite that, they manage to keep a good enough record and influence despite there misfortunes.
With that said Folke before ascending the tree of legends, was naught but a normal human being, but one day all that changed when he was playing in the woods with his friends, a simple game of hide and seek, went wrong when Folke slip off a deep cliff and landed into the water beneath.
But by some miracle, he manages to survive, when he washes up in an old cave near a river, where he was rescued by a mysterious hermit, called Hardrock, from there the boy learns the way of divine smithing, for five years he trained among godlike beings and upon his return two years back he has formed many legends under different aliases, for his achievement he was granted lesser divinity, granted a spot in the tree of legends, and also given the family name of "Adamnious" which means "strong blood" in the language of the Gods.
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"Holy fuck!?"
Was the only word that I could say in my head.
"Lacia is this really true?"
[Yes this world has a lot, of different hidden masters, and unique existence, you see the gods of this world take this entire plane of existence as giant chess boards, you see how the title says "knight piece of Lord Hardrock" well he is a chess piece for lord Hardrock an observer]
"Hard rock haaa... well this is interesting, well seeing that I and Ashura are going to tag-team this place, then he might be a problem, hahaha well whatever, I know now, I have enough time to prepare for this troublesome existence."
"However though divine blacksmithing technique, hmm.... hahaha he might be useful after I kill Owlnir the ancient, who slumber within the Baskaden swamp, I can bring back the material for him to craft a suitable weapon."
"Hell Ashura is in the woods hunting for the strongest creature he could find, he might be the ideal person to create our starting gear for us, so we can start our journey."
Yes after I think this plan, I decide to put it to work immediately as I reserved two appointments, as I said to Folke.
"By the way, Folke, do you think you can craft armor and some gear for me at a later date, you see me and my son are soon going to leave for the holy kingdom."
Upon saying this he gave me a surprised expression as he ask.
"You have a son Mr. Pleiades?"
"Yes I have one son called Ashura, as you may know, I am a professional doll maker, I am confident that when comes to dolls, no one surpasses me in this world."
I said confidently, as to garner his interest a little.
"Oh... wow... that's cool, are you by some chance a hidden clock smith?"
"Clock smith, why do you say that?"
"Well, I heard rumors there exist, a certain individual who surpasses the expectation of mankind, in their proficient art or work, a clocksmith is a title given to a grandmaster in the art of golem creation, I heard the greatest of clocksmiths could create metal dolls that rule over the battlefield."
"Ha is he talking about automata, no way could the world possibly have the technology, no I don't think so unless the automata are steam-powered, hmmm... this is something I will have to look into, but from a technical standpoint and automata is just a doll in a way, so yeah I could make one with relative ease, to be honest, the only reason I didn't make one was that I lack equipment and the time it will take is too troublesome right now, but yeah I could make one."
So with that thought in my head, I answer as such.
"Who knows, maybe I can or I cannot but doesn't sound so hard to me, but just saying."
I spoke that last part to hold some mystery to my words, which work seeing that Folke's face had a curious expression on it.
But apart from that, he answered as such.
"Well, Mr. Pleiades I can make some good armor and exceptional gears as long as you bring the material, and pay a reasonable sum for the labor."
"Of course, but anyway Folke I think I will head back now, I still have something I have to do, but apart from that take care, and I will bring the first set of material later, oh by the way tell your father I pass by, I will see you around."
I said as I began to walk away, to which Folke replied.
"Same to you Mr. Pleiades, take care and if you don't mind, I wouldn't mind checking out one of your dolls, I'm sure they are well crafted."
"Of course, I will bring back one for you, so you can judge for yourself."
After saying farewell to Folke, I began to walk back to the Cabin as I check the time on my phone.
"Hmm 1:28 p.m well then Ashura should be coming back in a few, well let's get home, I still have to dismantle his first catch."
From there I took fifteen minutes walk, and when I reach the cabin, I began to sit on the rocking chair outside, as I await Ashura's arrival.
But moments after sitting, a familiar notification came in front of me, one that I couldn't forget up to this day.
Ding! Ding!
"No way is that my discord notification?"
With that said, I look to see if I was right but instead what I got was an email, and the sender was rather, hmm...how do I put this, well let's just say unique.
And the notification read as followed.
[You have received two emails from the crawling chaos]
[Would you like to open]
[Yes] or [No]
"Is this, the Nya...
But before I could even ask my question I was knocked out of it because I began to sense an immense rumbling.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The sound of the earth could be heard shaking with a fury, it was as if a giant was running this way.
I gaze at the woods, and when I look I was shown a rather surprising sight.
From the forest a Giant pact of white wolves, normally I would go on the defensive, but what I was seeing was shocking, there were at least thirty wolves all five meters long, and they were pulling a giant lizard-like creature, with four wings.
It had a thick and sharp black scale all over its body although it had a huge hole in its face, what caught my attention was that Ashura was on the back of the three-tail white wolf with long scarlet horns and blue eyes.
This was shocking so I ask Lacia as such.
"Lacia what are these wolves?"
And the answer I got from here literally gave me a good shock, why!? well hmm the guy is a quick learner how he pulled it off is beyond me, but if I have to guess the secret power within him might as well be another Medoka 2.0
[Master those wolves are not forest beasts, by some miracle, or by some awakening, Ashura found a way to convert lesser spirits into a modified version of curse spirits, that are approaching special ranks class, I can see why they took out a greater Wyner with such ease]
"No way he isn't serious, the kid meant what he said when we were watching Jujutsu Kaisen."
"Father I want to use curse energy too."
"It's easier said than done."
"Agh... I don't care Sukuna sensei is my hero."
"He found a way to use curse energy in this world, I won't lie im equally amused and shocked at the same time."
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