Geomje reincarnated as a swordsmith (198)
Meister.
Unlike ‘master’, which generally means a master, it was a title that meant a craftsman. Since it was not a field where one could prove one’s qualifications by obtaining sword skills like a sword master, it could be said that being recognized as a meister was indeed difficult.
There was nothing more to say about Jehai, who had already inherited the spirit of craftsmanship through his blood, and felt relieved only by destroying all the results that did not please his eyes.
Although he may not be as good as his ancestor Dverg, he was a meister who was examined and verified by the dwarves who demonstrated skills that blacksmiths outside the empire could not match.
‘… Just the weapons hanging on the shelves are amazing. The new military equipment seen in the central plains feels like a mass-produced product from a rural iron room.’
I was able to figure it out because Leonard’s eyesight had become even more outstanding with the Long Eye. By perfectly adjusting the content and ratio of impurities, performance was maximized while retaining only the properties necessary for the bottle.
Each and every bag was like a national treasure.
“It seems like you liked my work! Is there anything you want to take?”
“They are all so good that it is difficult for me to evaluate them.”
As Leonard responded, he took off the sword from his waist and placed it on the workbench, grinning.
“Among them, there doesn’t seem to be anything that surpasses this sword.”
“You arrogant bastard! “Your eyes are so well set!”
Garneau raised his voice in disgust at those words, but his lips, which were covered by his mustache, were twitching in amusement.
If you were a bastard who was satisfied with a reasonably good product, it wasn’t even worth worrying about. While admiring the items on the shelf, it was almost like praising Leonard for correctly judging their value.
“Let’s see, for a guy like that, he made it well. “The workmanship is good.”
Garno, who was wearing a monocle and a monocle made with magical engineering, began to look at the sword.
His hot-tempered appearance seemed to be completely cautious.
Beyond just visual inspection, he fumbled with the sword or struck it with a small hammer. The sight of him closing his eyes to hear the slight vibration of the sword body was indeed that of a person who could be called a craftsman.
“It’s an item with ridiculous durability, but it’s not in very good condition. “Your skills are not at a level that can be overlooked, so what on earth are you dealing with?”
Leonard thought about the reason for a moment and spoke without hesitation.
“I defeated the God [Aiolos], and I was a bit overworked when I ran into two apostles of the God [Nidhogg].”
“Huh?”
This time, Garneau’s eyes became serious.
Even if you don’t know [Aeolos] well, [Nidhogg] couldn’t have been unaware of this on this front. An evil dragon who is the culprit behind corrupting the world tree, Yggdrasil, and is famous for being strong and vicious even among foreign powers.
I survived after taking on not one, but two of the highest-ranking foreign apostles, and even left traces on my sword.
‘I thought it was just a rumor going around among idiots, but he’s even bigger than that. I like it very much.’
Just as martial arts and martial arts prove the value of life for a warrior, the same values existed for a meister.
Let’s take the dragon slayer, Dragonslayer, as an example.
The warriors who remembered Siegfried, one of the dragon slayers who existed in the past, were bound to be in awe of the inaction and accomplishments of defeating the fearsome transcendental species.
However, the legend of Siegfried is always accompanied by the sword he used, ‘Balmung’. The weapon of the heroic myth that is not forgotten and passed down even in the flow of history, that was the point that Meister wanted to achieve by burning his life.
‘If this guy… if?’
The faint but clear expectation that Leonard might be able to elevate his weapon to the realm of myth and legend fueled the craftsman’s motivation.
To the extent that materials that would not have been taken out originally because they were not suitable for use were used without hesitation.
Grumbling.
Sprinkle the powder of the Astral Fairy on the sword, and the power will completely seep in, bonding the cracks that had been growing unconsciously inside and outside the sword.
Since it was powder made from the wings of fairies that became extinct at the end of the old era, the value of just a handful was sky high.
Garneau, who used it generously, picked up his hammer.
Wow! Kang! Cough!
Completely repair the ink-colored sword by repeating three consecutive strikes in the order of hitting once hard, then once briefly, and once moderately.
Although it is not as strong as it was when alive, it is an object imbued with the power of God, and although its strength is enormous, its form gradually changes as it is struck several times by Garno’s hammer. Leonard, who was watching it, soon realized it.
‘Garneau’s skill was amazing, but that hammer was no ordinary item either. I am infusing my own power by pushing away the divine power of the sword.’
If it had been a strike using only aura and physical strength, only the hammer and hand would have been damaged and the sword body would have been intact even if struck a hundred or thousand times.
That change became possible because the level of divine power was equal.
“hmm.”
Garneau, who had been pounding like that for dozens of minutes, stopped his hand, traced the surface of the sword here and there, and handed it to Leonard.
“It was easy to fix because the frame wasn’t damaged. However, the lifespan of the sword itself has not increased, so if you keep fighting strong enemies, the day will come when it breaks.”
“Thank you for your concern, Elder Garneau.”
“Call me Garno! “Elders and meisters are all worthy!”
Garneau scolded, as was his nature, and uncharacteristically hesitated as he looked into Leonard’s red eyes.
Among the elders of Zehire, Garno was quite young, so unlike the elders who gave weapons to the knight commander or grand mage, there was no one to whom he entrusted his wishes. So, it was my first time recommending this to someone.
“Okay.”
No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t think of anything good to say, so Garneau held his temples for a moment and groaned before opening his mouth.
“Did you say Leonard?”
“you’re right.”
“Are you going to continue to overwork your sword by only shooting at dangerous places?”
“yes.”
Leonard answered immediately without hesitation at all.
In the end, martial arts and martial arts show their true value in a struggle. Until the moment it ends its life and purpose, it does not think about gold powder washing hands until it dies. That was the only belief that had not changed one bit since the time of the Sword Emperor in his previous life.
And the sincerity and determination contained in those words was the epicenter of the heat that made Garneau’s blood boil.
“… Good! There is no need for swords and swords in a peaceful life. Because trials and difficulties are what make a legend complete.”
Garno, the elder of Xehaire, cleared away his hesitation and spoke loudly with his eyes burning brightly.
“If your sword breaks or you need better material, come see me! Garno of Xehaire will put my name on his name and make it into a legendary sword! Do you understand?”
Leonard was a little embarrassed by the sudden favor, but it wasn’t a bad thing, so he accepted it without thinking about it.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“okay! “I’ll check your gear today!”
Garneau, who received a positive answer, couldn’t control his excitement and jumped off the chair, walked around Leonard a few times and carefully checked the equipment.
Cardenas rarely had dedicated equipment due to the high quality of supplies. Leonard also continued to wear the armor and gaiters he received from the White Dragon Knights, and only had to replace any parts that were damaged during the battle.
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However, Garneau’s keen sense of vision seemed to be lacking.
“Ah, you’re the next head of the household and all, so you’re making me use up supplies! The Cardenas guys are all good, but custom made is too passive! Even the slightest difference could save your life!”
Of course, the story needed to be filtered.
In order to make a ‘very small difference’ in Cardenas’s supply standard, a large amount of money was consumed, enough to sell one or two nobleman’s mansions.
From the perspective of operating a large military force, it is not done because its efficiency is extremely low. It may be difficult to take care of a level of power that is impossible to replace, such as that of a leader, but to the level of transcendence.
“You just need to adjust the breastplate, pauldrons, and gauntlets to fit your body, so a day or two will be enough. What weapon do you use as a backup?”
“There are several swords that are used for throwing or remote handling.”
“These are all supplies too! Replace the one hanging on the shelf with one that is easier for you to use! “And I feel the presence of an unknown weapon in your left hand. What is that?”
Leonard was surprised by the sensation and took out [Mimung].
“This is an artifact I received as a gift from Director Wade. “He said [Mimung].”
“… This is the workmanship of our ancestors. “It’s the kind I can’t touch.”
Garno clicked his tongue and returned [Mimung].
Even Zehaire’s clan, whose pride as blacksmiths pierces the sky, has yet to surpass the artifacts created by their ancestor Dverg.
Without any involvement of power or magic, it achieved cutting power that surpasses that of the Auror Blade solely through its armor-making capabilities. Just the ability to guess that level was enough to call him a meister.
Leonard again stored [Mimung] with
Then I looked back at Heather, who was just rolling her eyes behind me.
“Garno, I have one favor to ask of you.”
“huh? What!”
“Could you please pick out some suitable armor for Heather here? “He is my classmate and has already entered the realm of transcendence and has reached an unprecedented level, so his qualifications will not be lacking.”
“Hmm? “You’re saying that?”
Garneau, who only then recognized Heather’s presence, approached her, looked her up and down a few times, and nodded slightly.
Even if it was Leonard’s recommendation, I would have told her to throw it away if I wasn’t satisfied with it, but I didn’t know what I saw in Heather, but she seemed to like it somehow.
Garneau said, seeing the style in the calluses of that grip.
“This is a sword style that runs wild. Is it water and wind? “I heard there was a spirit swordsman who rode a wolf. I guess it was this kid.”
Heather, who suddenly found herself face to face with the elder of Zehire, bowed and bowed, even breaking into a cold sweat.
“Oh, hello?”
“It’s enough to say hello. I think I’ll have to make the weapon I’m giving you from scratch, so bring that wolf with me next time. “I’ll make you some armor that will adequately cover your body.”
“Wow! Thank you very much!”
“joy! “He’s the complete opposite of a young old man.”
Perhaps because Heather’s innocent attitude had gained her favor, Garneau, who was fiddling with his own beard, cleared his throat for no reason.
It was that moment.
“?Garno, you have become uncharacteristically soft. “Does this mean that even dwarves can’t overcome time?”
Garno turned around at the sound of a voice coming from somewhere and screamed. Leonard’s expression changed a bit when he realized who was coming, but Hederman looked confused.
It had to be that way.
Except for one scar across her face, she was a woman who appeared to be the same age as the two people.
“what?! Who’s soft! “You damn bitch, seeing as you came to see me first, I see you’re upset again!”
“It’s because my singularity is so powerful. Garno, it’s so bad that even your weapon can’t handle it.”
“Is this what a bitch who changed a weapon made entirely of adamantium into a one-time use thing would say? “Don’t you know why everyone at Zehire refuses to order even when they hear your name!?”
A beautiful woman calmly approached Garneau, who was furious, and sat down on the chair across from him and greeted Leonard.
“It’s been a while, Leonard. How have you been?”
A demigod who handles the singularity of ‘annihilation’ and is recognized for his skills and status second only to Wade.
It was the appearance of Audrey, the leader of the Black Dragon Knights.
fantasy,
