Episode 310: A masterpiece (1)
First day.
Roman Dmitry faced an unexpected problem.
Hwareuk.
Grumbling.
A fire burning intensely.
In the process of first melting iron, the excessive heat caused deformation beyond melting.
It was a variable.
There is a familiar system for using a fire pit, but there is no middle ground for the flames of the fire pit.
When the fire was made weakly, it was not able to deliver enough heat to the iron, but when the power was raised enough to melt the iron, the deformation occurred as seen now.
Moreover, the reaction of iron in a fire was different from that in a general fire.
For that reason, steel has already been discarded several times.
The initial work was a very important element, and not being able to control fire was a huge problem that directly led to failure.
It was different from combat.
When harming someone with murderous intent, there was actually no reason to control the intensity of the fire so carefully.
Even if the heat was weak, it was enough to burn something, and it didn’t matter if it was raised to extremes and the opponent couldn’t handle it.
The battle at Rascal was like that.
When 10,000 troops were driven into the flames of fire, Roman Dmitry did not bother to handle the fire delicately.
From starting a fire and burning down the building.
Didn’t the fire that got out of control play its role well even if we didn’t watch it until the end?
It was a funny situation.
The flames fluttering around at will actually irritated Roman Dmitry.
‘Are you saying that even though you are bound by me, you do not completely follow my control?’
Underneath the endless mountains.
Roman Dmitry faced the main body of the fire.
The being, seething with intense heat, said that Roman Dmitry and himself were bound by fate.
recent.
The whirlpool of fate engulfed Roman Dmitry.
It turned out that the person trying to conquer the continent was Alexander, a warrior from the Central Plains, and Saint Isabel, who was said to have received an oracle, requested Roman Dmitry’s help.
Actually, it was always a question.
I couldn’t understand why I was possessed as Roman Dmitri of the Salamander Continent, but I thought that I too might be a part of the puzzle in the whirlpool of fate.
As Hwama said, it is bound by the will of heaven. Due to someone’s intention, the being called Baek Jung-hyuk, the Heavenly Demon, existed as Roman Dmitri.
I didn’t like it.
No matter what anyone intended, Roman Dmitry will bend all circumstances at his feet.
“Just try to hold out until the end.”
Hwareuk.
Grumbling.
The flames ignited to extremes.
If they don’t follow control, you can crush them into submission.
That’s it.
‘Yeonghwa Shingong.’
It was the foundation of Baek Jung-hyuk, the Cheonma.
* * *
The time when I lived as Baek Jung-hyuk.
As I looked down at the spectacular view from the top of the mountain that seemed to reach the sky, I suddenly felt lonely as a human being.
‘What do I live for?’
Decades have already passed.
The child who was at the bottom of life and said he would subdue everyone ended up reaching the top at a too young age.
From then on, the fighting spirit that had been the driving force of life evaporated.
No martial arts expert could surpass Baek Jung-hyuk’s position, and even great stars of great fame lost their heads with a single blow.
Years passed.
About ten years after reaching the peak, people did not consider Baek Jung-hyuk as a human being, as he was an outsider.
Sky above sky.
Struggle was the domain of humans.
Even though people were fighting with each other’s faces red, when Baek Jung-hyuk coughed once, they bowed their heads to the floor and trembled.
Top 10 masters of the world? Those reputations were meaningless.
The fear of Baek Jung-hyuk was deeply engraved in his bones, and he was taught not to dare look up to the top of the martial arts world as long as he lives.
Was that why?
Baek Jung-hyuk studied martial arts.
He further developed the Heavenly Demon Sword and the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, and not only that, but he also mastered martial arts from other schools one by one.
Some people said
There is no end to learning.
However, when a genius like Baek Jung-hyuk resolved his boring life through study, the learning that was said to have no end eventually came to an end.
It was natural that I had no opponents, and I even began to lose the reason to lead a life with nothing to accomplish.
It was a very boring life.
Seeing himself spending time reminiscing about the past, Baek Jung-hyuk thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to die like this.
if.
If I wanted immortality, it might have been possible.
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There was a hint of immortality in the martial arts that Baek Jung-hyuk learned, but he naturally accepted the aging process.
Death is.
It was my last dream.
The reason I refused to even go as far as fables was because I wanted to end my life as a human being at least through death.
And now.
Hwareuk.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
The fire burned.
Roman Dmitry, completely engulfed in the flames of the fire, looked genuinely happy.
‘Feel so good.’
New life.
New purpose.
I felt alive as a human being.
The power beyond his control stimulated Roman Dmitry’s heart, but he actually found pleasure in the process of subjugating it.
It was a purpose that was not allowed in Baek Jung-hyuk’s life.
Barco, Benedict, Kronos, Alexander, etc.
While living as Roman Dmitry, enemies who threatened him appeared every time, but rather than being shaken by the fierce life, the fact that he still had room to fight gave him the driving force in life.
Humans are like that.
If you don’t have a purpose in life, you can’t help but feel like you’re trapped in a small cage, even if you have the world in your hands.
Kaan-!
Sparks flew.
He grabbed hold of the fluttering flames and concentrated them on one spot, as if they were about to explode at any moment.
From now on, it was a fight against fire and demons.
If this was not completely controlled, it was clear that the flames raised to extremes would burn down the inside of the workshop.
Chloride Shingong.
It was expressed to the extreme.
The mana inside boiled over and was completely assimilated with the fire magic.
Hwareuk.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Hair burning red.
If the dwarven brown rock had watched this scene, it would have said this.
“Fire magic is a force that cannot be controlled by humans or anyone else. When God allowed the power of fire into the world, fire gave warmth to humans, but also showed itself as a disaster that burned the whole world down. How could such a fire be controlled by a mere human, not even God? one year? Ten years? A hundred years? Time doesn’t matter. Don’t try to control it, but embrace the fire. “Fire magic is that kind of power.”
Out of control.
he declared.
A long life as a dwarf.
The records that history remembers clearly state that the flames of fire are an area that humans cannot handle.
however.
Hwareuk.
Grumbling.
When only one day has passed.
The flames swirling in Roman Dmitry’s grasp began to noticeably stabilize.
* * *
I gave in.
I grabbed it.
The heat of the fire followed Roman Dmitry’s will.
‘You are mine.’
An encounter with Hwama.
From then on, the relationship was already established.
The fire demon that spoke for thousands of people became the property of Roman Dmitry, and from now on, it was completely under his control.
It was not the power of the Fire God.
The experience of Baek Jung-hyuk, who reached the sky, strongly suppressed the flames of the fire.
As a result.
Cheeeeeeeeeee-
Blowing out a cloud of smoke, he created his first sword.
Just a few days.
It was faster than I thought.
The sharp, shiny sword proved that it was worthy of being a famous sword, but Roman Dmitry’s expression was not that satisfactory.
It was a result of the process of controlling fire.
When the first sword was completed, the technology was more advanced than before.
‘again.’
The sword was placed to one side.
And then.
Work resumed.
Kaang!
Kaang! Kaang!
The fire was overflowing.
As the fire demon came under control, Roman Dmitry learned a completely different technique than before.
It was different from the method of using the flames of a furnace.
While the previous method was to tap steel using the heat of a furnace, using the flames of a furnace made it possible to delicately control the internal and external temperature of the steel.
Sometimes weakly.
Sometimes strong.
I experimented with various things.
We confirmed exactly what temperature produces the best quality.
The work speed was fast.
By escaping human limitations, the desired form was quickly achieved without taking a long time.
like that.
The second sword was completed.
By the time I completed the first sword, it was far superior to the Darkness I had previously made.
‘It’s not enough.’
I shook my head.
It was not yet.
The technology for handling the fire was not perfect, so the results could not be said to be perfect.
Roman Dmitry fell into a trance.
I was pounding the steel like crazy while engulfed in fire, and I had completely forgotten the concept of time, even though it had already been more than ten days since I had been on an empty stomach.
Basic human needs were not important.
The existence of Roman Dmitry. Baek Jung-hyuk was a being who lived by achieving something.
Kaan-!
My muscles were shaking.
Through a series of processes, the shape of the muscles changed to suit the task.
I was completely absorbed.
When Roman Dmitry finally completed the third sword.
Looking at the sword engulfed in flames, I gained strong confidence.
‘Preparations are now complete.’
The fire demon has been completely tamed.
I don’t know how much more time it will take.
but.
From now on, it was time to realize the purpose of entering the workshop.
* * *
It was from then on.
The situation that Felix confirmed unfolded.
The inside of the workshop was completely engulfed in flames, but surprisingly, the flames did not set the workshop on fire.
It was a shocking level of control.
Roman Dmitry had perfect control over the flames, delivering heat to the steel according to his intended timing.
Kaang!
Kaaang, kaaang!
once.
twice.
Three, four times.
It piled up over and over again.
Time passed as the obsession accumulated, and the one month that Roman Dmitry had planned also passed.
But I couldn’t stop working.
Because I know that the way I am doing it now is right. Seeing the finished product at his fingertips, Roman Dmitry became completely immersed in the work.
at last.
More than 15 days have passed since the scheduled time.
And finally.
Tuk.
In the workshop, silence fell.
* * *
An inn in Dmitry.
The knight of the Valentino family spoke in a cautious voice.
“… … How about going back to Kairos now? It’s already 15 days. You’ve spent too much time here, putting your family’s affairs on the back burner. The Valentino family needs a lord now. A mountain of work has piled up, waiting for the lord’s approval.”
“No, I can’t go back.”
He was resolute.
As the article said, there were many things to take care of, but Marquis Valentino had a dream more important than money.
“I have been looking forward to this moment. When he first saw Dmitry’s sword, he vowed that as a collector he would definitely collect this person’s collection. After a long wait, Roman Dmitri finally entered the workshop. But what if I leave now? If someone happens to win the sword before me, I might feel a huge sense of loss.”
“But not like this. “You suddenly quit drinking, and your complexion noticeably worsened.”
Valentino was a lover.
Like collecting swords, enjoying famous liquor was also his hobby.
Marquis Valentino felt a burning thirst, but spoke his strong convictions with unwavering eyes.
“I don’t know when the holy moment of checking Roman Dmitri’s sword will come, but not being able to fully enjoy that joy because I’m drunk is a betrayal of myself. I will never drink alcohol until I receive the sword from Roman Dmitri. When I finally got the sword. “I will enjoy the moment with the wine I saved while looking at the glorious sight on display with Blaze.”
Moment.
Was it a mistake for the driver to sigh?
The mega-rich Valentino was truly a great person, but at times like this, he looked like an immature child.
There was no way.
The stubbornness of waiting for 15 days already.
No, how do you break the stubbornness of someone who is called a collector of greed?
It was then.
The inn door burst open, and another knight appeared.
“My lord! Lo, Roman Dmitry has finally come out of the workshop… … .”
Before the words were even finished.
Uddangtang!
“Guide me to Dmitry Castle immediately!”
Marquis Valentino got up from his chair and hurriedly walked out of the inn.
fantasy,
