Master Bismuth was really starting to regret something. When Abel was trying to fix that magic sword, he was just standing far away to watch him do it. He was just watching because he thought that it would be funny to watch a wizard fail at it, but really, he shouldâve gone closer and paid more attention.
And the way Abel fixed it. He had never heard of this technique before. If Bismuth had to guess, it was probably a secret technique that couldâve come from literally anywhereâancient ruins, heritage from certain races; It could even be a new invention. Whatever the case was, this was the first time he had ever seen someone fix a magic weapon like this.
Master Bismuth was a master blacksmith. He had his fair share of knowledge. Still, despite all his years of experience, he had never seen anybody fix a magic weapon with just a few hits. Whatever Abel did, it was completely different from what he was familiar with.
But that didnât make any sense. On the Holy Continent, everything to do with forgery was from the dwarves. All the techniques came from one place. If what Abel did wasnât a secret technique, Master Bismuth would, really, had no clue what it was.
Back to Abel. He noticed that someone was walking towards him. It made him frown. Usually, no matter what job one partook in, itâs always rude to be interrupted when he was in the middle of doing something.
âHello. Is there anything I can help you with?â Abel asked while taking out another knightâs big sword from his portal bag.
Master Bismuth tried to be polite, âMy name is Bismuth, and Iâm from the blacksmith department. Apologies if Iâm making an intrusion, but Iâm quite fascinated with your techniques.â
When Abel heard Bismuthâs name, he recognized it immediately. So this was the one who helped to examine Head Commander Bodleyâs sword.
âGreetings to you, Master Bismuth. Iâve come here to finish my weapon maintenance mission.â
âI noticed. Still, Iâm quite curious about the way you fix your weapon. Could you, uh, show me the knightâs big sword you repaired?â
âOf course.â
As Abel said that, he pointed towards the knightâs big sword that was lying near him. Since it hadnât cooled down yet, he decided not to put it inside his portal bag. Master Bismuth immediately went to pick it up. He tried to look as carefully as he could, but he couldnât find a repair mark on any spot at all.
âImpossible!â
Master Bismuthâs face was almost touching the sword, but no matter how hard he looked, he couldnât find any repair mark whatsoever. When he flicked the swordâs body with his finger, a clear, metallic sound came out. It was a sign that the broken parts were fully connected. This was very weird to him. The last time he checked, even the main part of the blade was broken into two, but he couldnât find a single sign that damage had been there.
This was only possible if the weapon was brand new. Under most cases, any weapon would have multiple tiny parts that were chipped off. This was not the case for this knightâs big sword. To put it simply, Abel really outdid himself.
Apart from his main job as a master blacksmith, Master Bismuth was also a knight. He was at around the rank of an intermediate knight. That being said, he was already good enough to direct his own combat qi into the weapon he was holding. With the weapon he was holding, he was more than willing to direct his white combat qi into it.
And there he went. By directing his own combat qi into the knightâs big sword, he made the estimate that the knightâs big sword was completely repaired. Of course, if Abel knew what he was thinking, he wouldâve told him that it wasnât the case. The sword was about 95% complete. As perfect as the repair job seemed to be, there was still a deficit in the rune signâs effects.
Master Bismuth couldnât hide his curiosity anymore, âSir, please, could you tell me how you did it? How did you manage to find a way to fix this weapon?â
Abel shook his head, âIâm sorry, Master Bismuth, but thatâs a very private question. Iâm not going to stop you from watching me work, but Iâm not going to answer any questions that are related to my mission.â
It was a disappointing response, but not an unexpected one. In fact, Master Bismuth didnât even expect Abel to allow him to watch. This was a secret technique that he was given permission to lay his eyes on. From his perspective, if he was allowed to watch it a couple more times, there was probably a chance that it would help him to improve his own skill.
Abel didnât really care to talk more to him. After throwing another damaged sword into the furnace, he stomped harder on the pump to increase the heat of the furnace.
When the swordâs body started turning red, he picked the broken parts out of the furnace. Then, just like before, he raised his hammer and began to smash.
Clang.
Clang.
Again, it was right on where the sword was broken. Then, after placing down his giant hammer, Abel started channeling the magic gemstoneâs energy with his power of the Will. Soon, the energy was successfully redirected to the rune that was on the sword.
There. The magic knightâs big sword was repaired. Master Bismuth was watching the entire time, but he couldnât believe what he was seeing. Actually, his entire ego was starting to crumble. After witnessing how easy Abel made it seem, he felt like his whole career had been for naught.
âWhat secret technique is this?â Master Bismuth asked. His voice was starting to get very coarse.
âSecret technique?â
Abel was surprised to even hear that term. What he did just then was nothing of the sort. The only thing he did was to use his brute force. There was a lot of precision that was involved, but that was pretty much all there was.
Master Bismuth was really looking upset, âNo, no no! You shouldnât answer my question! Forgive me for asking!â
Abel didnât know how to respond, so he just shook his head. He didnât know what was wrong with Master Bismuth. Instead of continuing the conversation, he grabbed the repaired sword and tossed it to the side. Then, after taking out another damaged magic weapon, he went back to his work.
Master Bismuth was just silent now. From what he saw, if the weapon was not too damaged, all it took for Abel to repair it was with one hit. If the damage was severe, it would take about one or two more, but it would never be more than three hits.
That was when the suspicion started kicking in. Master Bismuth started to wonder if it was actually the legendary Grandmaster Abel. Still, he abandoned that thought right away. According to common knowledge, Grandmaster Abel was a proper blacksmith that used standard techniques. There was no mention of such unorthodox methods.
âYeah, no way,â he thought to himself, âWhatever heâs doing, itâs not something that a blacksmith could do. Yeah, not even a grandmaster.â
Actually, on second thought, Master Bismuth was starting to suspect that the technique was specialized for wizards. It mightâve even been a secret technique that was left from the ancient items. That wouldâve made a lot of sense.
Since they werenât about training their muscles, wizards often had a hard time swinging a hammer to do forging. However, with the way that Abel was doing his work, it would take a lot of arm strength to complete the work.
Besides, it wasnât all that hard for wizards to lift a hammer. It wasnât that hard for a short period of time. There were rune signs, potions, and many other methods that can boost oneâs strength temporarily.
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