As Zack adjusts to his new situation, the world continues to move. The sun rose again in the east like every morning. And like every morning, people prepared for the new day in all parts of the world.
In a blacksmith shop in a certain border city, workers were arriving little by little, warming up the fire for a new day by forging weapons.
Clank, clank….
At one of the forging stations, a young blacksmith was being instructed by one of the few masters in the city.
Fushhhhhhh
Once the apprentice finished tempering the weapon he was working with, he dropped it into a barrel of oil to cool it down. After the weapon was cold, the apprentice took it out and, after drying it, showed it to his master.
The head blacksmith grabbed the weapon and examined it seriously. After finishing the inspection, the man lowered the sword and smiled at the apprentice.
"Not bad! I didn't expect you to reach this level so quickly! This weapon is worthy of use on the battlefield, boy” the master said excitedly as he slapped the apprentice's back vigorously, smiling.
The strength of the old craftsman almost destabilized the lad, but after a couple of unstable seconds, he managed not to fall to the ground, and respond.
“It's all thanks to master's teachings” Ronald said respectfully.
"Bah! As if I would believe something like that. If all my apprentices had half your talent, I would have retired decades ago” responded the blacksmith, looking disdainfully at some men near him, who tried to avoid his gaze without much success.
“Still, I would never have reached this level so quickly without you” Ronald said, ignoring what was happening around him.
“Hahaha! You really know how to make me laugh” said the old man, laughing.
"Come on, it's time to start working. We still have several pending orders. And those orders are not going to finish themselves” Ronald, his teacher, and the entire staff got to work on their respective tasks.
Weapons of all kinds were being forged in real-time by the blacksmith, swords, shields, and spears were just the most common. In private forges, available only to the most skilled blacksmiths, custom orders for the most important people in this part of the kingdom were being created by hammer experts.
…
“…Ronald” Hearing a voice speaking to him, Ronald looked up from his forging station. He saw the other blacksmiths in a small group, looking at him.
“Ronald, we're going to the bar for a drink, would you like to come with us?” Noticing that he had not been paying attention, one of them repeated the question.
When he raised his head, he noticed that the sky had taken on an orange tone. Without realizing it, Ronald had been forging all day.
"No, thanks. I'm a little tired, I better go home. If master catches me drunk, I'll be in trouble. You go and have fun for me” Ronald responded with a smile.
Hearing this, the other blacksmiths became a little downcast. Although Ronald hasn't been here that long, that doesn't mean they haven't seen how hard he works. Blacksmiths are people who respect hard work, they wanted to get along with him.
Seeing the reaction of his co-workers, Ronald felt a little bad. Still, he refused to go with them. He had important things to do.
After saying goodbye, Ronald left and headed to the place where he was staying.
At first, Ronald had a hard time getting used to the atmosphere of the cities of this world. Now, seeing this landscape, he only feels tired.
“Sigh”
After sighing, he began his return journey, wondering what was going to happen in his life.
Since they left the capital everything has gone from bad to worse. Unlike Zack, the destination of most of his companions was the Eartholder castle. Because the place he was sent to was very close, he went with the rest of the group all the way.
Due to the number of summoned people heading to the border, the kingdom prepared a squadron heading there and had them escort them. They had no problem getting there. Although some of his classmates seemed uneasy, Ronald didn't pay much attention to them.
Kaede couldn't meet Ronald that night. The students she was able to gather were only those who lived near her. The students with magic classes, Ronald, and Yamato and his group, lived in different areas, so she did not find out about the news that Zack secretly leaked to Kaede.
When they arrived at the castle, the guards surrounded them and began to ask them questions. Hearing Zack's name, Ronald began to sweat. Although he wasn't sure what he had done, it couldn't be good.
The guards were very insistent on questioning them separately and even wanted them to teach their classes again. Upon hearing this, he knew that Zack and Austin had been discovered. In fact, he felt the urge to approach the leader and tell him everything on more than one occasion, If it weren't for the fear of the possible punishment he would receive, he would have already confessed.
Fortunately, Kaede and the others in his group refused to accept such treatment. They even said that they would not obey the king's commands if they continued to be treated this way.
Luckily, the guards seemed to have reservations for fear that their threats were real. The things they were ordering them to do were indeed a bit over the top.
In this world, forcing another to tell you their class is taboo. Furthermore, in the future they will be instructed by kingdom professionals with many years of experience on the battlefield. If they find out that their apprentices have been forced to do such a thing, not just once, but twice, no matter how loyal they are to the kingdom, they will be seriously offended.
Due to various cultural and political factors, Kaede and the others were not forced to show their classes. Even so, strict surveillance was reinforced in the first weeks. The progress of their training was carefully observed. After a while, when they realized the situation was normal, they stopped monitoring them.
As he walked through the city, he could see how people went in and out of their houses. For some, the day was ending, but for others, the day had just begun.
Earthorn City is the perfect example of a frontier city. One would think that it was treated like a city in contact with the battlefield. Everyone would with a serious face, focused on helping in whatever way they could to support the soldiers on the front. The truth couldn't be more different. It is true that the city is designed to meet the needs of the soldiers, but not in the way that people think.
During the day it wasn't so bad. The families of the soldiers who had come with them worked here; Merchants came to the city to sell supplies, and artisans were extremely busy with orders from the army.
The problem was when night fell.
“Hello, handsome. Would you like to have a good time?”
"What are you looking at? Obviously, this is our table”
“Are you blind?! Get out of here!"
Everywhere Ronald looks, he can see bars and brothels in every corner of the city. The soldiers didn't stop coming in and out of these.
The men who came to the city to rest from the battlefield did so alongside ladies-in-waiting who would be in charge of emptying their wallets if they had not already spent it all on alcohol.
Ronald stopped for a moment to watch the fight. Apparently, a handful of drunk soldiers had started fighting at the first provocation. He continued on his way as if nothing had happened. Anyway, he was already used to it. There was no point in being surprised by something that happened every day in this place.
After a few minutes of walking along one of the main streets, Ronald entered one of the many paths that led to secondary streets. After an indefinite amount of time, I arrived at a small residence.
Despite the incident that occurred when they arrived, the kingdom has been treating them quite well. Ronald was assigned a private house he could use as he wanted.
The rest of his classmates, due to the nature of their classes, had assigned rooms in the Eartholder castle with their respective instructors.
When he entered his house, it was as if all the tension in his body vanished, and great fatigue took its place. Even so, Ronald knew that it was not the time to rest. There were things to do.
He approached a basin of water he had prepared the night before, and began to rub his body with a towel to remove the sweat from the day's work.
As incredible as it may be to be summoned to another world, one will realize the advantages and benefits one had in the Modern World when one can no longer enjoy them.
Once he changed his clothes, he grabbed something wrapped in cloth from her room and headed towards the back garden. Once he got there, he unwrapped what he had in his hands. An iron sword appeared before his eyes.
“Appraisal”
Iron sword
A common sword, made by a skilled blacksmith with great talent.
A faithful ally on the battlefield for those who know how to use it.
Even though he was lucky enough to obtain a tier 2 class, that doesn't mean he is satisfied.
Ronald grabbed the sword and began to swing it against the air, training with enemies that were not there.
The sun was about to set when he stopped.
“Uff, uff”
Ronald was sweating all over. His strength was gone, his arms wouldn't stop shaking, and he could barely stand. Amazingly, he could still hold the sword.
Ronald leaned against the wall, and said something in an almost soundless voice:
"Status"
Status
Name: Ronald Watergate
Age: 19
Race: Human
Class: Smith
Level: 68
Stats:
Strength: 131
Endurance: 143
Wisdom: 38
Luck: 10
Agility: 53
Intelligence: 10
Charm: 10
Skills:
Ore Identification Level 6
Tempering Level 9
Smithing Level 8
Weapon Repair Level (MAX)
Disassembly Level 4
Blacksmith's Appraisal Level 7
Universal Translation
Seeing his status, his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, and the sword he was about to release was gripped tightly.
“After all this time, I still haven't gotten it? I have tried harder than anyone” he asked himself furiously.
With his class, he would have no problem surviving in this world. He doesn't even have to fight. It is enough to forge weapons in the blacksmith shop safely, and level up calmly, but...
“WHY DIDN’T I GET THE SKILL YET?!!” shouted Ronald, as he threw the sword to the ground.
“SHOULD I BE SETTLED WITH LEAVING THINGS LIKE THIS?!! BE FORGOTTEN IN THIS PLACE WHILE THOSE BASTARDS GET STRONGER?!!”
“I REFUSE!!” he shouted into the air.
After shouting, Ronald was sweating heavily. Once he calmed down, he picked up his sword again and returned to practice. He would get that skill.
At that moment, a laugh rang out in his garden.
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As Zack adjusts to his new situation, the world continues to move. The sun rose again in the east like every morning. And like every morning, people prepared for the new day in all parts of the world.
In a blacksmith shop in a certain border city, workers were arriving little by little, warming up the fire for a new day by forging weapons.
Clank, clank….
At one of the forging stations, a young blacksmith was being instructed by one of the few masters in the city.
Fushhhhhhh
Once the apprentice finished tempering the weapon he was working with, he dropped it into a barrel of oil to cool it down. After the weapon was cold, the apprentice took it out and, after drying it, showed it to his master.
The head blacksmith grabbed the weapon and examined it seriously. After finishing the inspection, the man lowered the sword and smiled at the apprentice.
"Not bad! I didn't expect you to reach this level so quickly! This weapon is worthy of use on the battlefield, boy” the master said excitedly as he slapped the apprentice's back vigorously, smiling.
The strength of the old craftsman almost destabilized the lad, but after a couple of unstable seconds, he managed not to fall to the ground, and respond.
“It's all thanks to master's teachings” Ronald said respectfully.
"Bah! As if I would believe something like that. If all my apprentices had half your talent, I would have retired decades ago” responded the blacksmith, looking disdainfully at some men near him, who tried to avoid his gaze without much success.
“Still, I would never have reached this level so quickly without you” Ronald said, ignoring what was happening around him.
“Hahaha! You really know how to make me laugh” said the old man, laughing.
"Come on, it's time to start working. We still have several pending orders. And those orders are not going to finish themselves” Ronald, his teacher, and the entire staff got to work on their respective tasks.
Weapons of all kinds were being forged in real-time by the blacksmith, swords, shields, and spears were just the most common. In private forges, available only to the most skilled blacksmiths, custom orders for the most important people in this part of the kingdom were being created by hammer experts.
…
“…Ronald” Hearing a voice speaking to him, Ronald looked up from his forging station. He saw the other blacksmiths in a small group, looking at him.
“Ronald, we're going to the bar for a drink, would you like to come with us?” Noticing that he had not been paying attention, one of them repeated the question.
When he raised his head, he noticed that the sky had taken on an orange tone. Without realizing it, Ronald had been forging all day.
"No, thanks. I'm a little tired, I better go home. If master catches me drunk, I'll be in trouble. You go and have fun for me” Ronald responded with a smile.
Hearing this, the other blacksmiths became a little downcast. Although Ronald hasn't been here that long, that doesn't mean they haven't seen how hard he works. Blacksmiths are people who respect hard work, they wanted to get along with him.
Seeing the reaction of his co-workers, Ronald felt a little bad. Still, he refused to go with them. He had important things to do.
After saying goodbye, Ronald left and headed to the place where he was staying.
At first, Ronald had a hard time getting used to the atmosphere of the cities of this world. Now, seeing this landscape, he only feels tired.
“Sigh”
After sighing, he began his return journey, wondering what was going to happen in his life.
Since they left the capital everything has gone from bad to worse. Unlike Zack, the destination of most of his companions was the Eartholder castle. Because the place he was sent to was very close, he went with the rest of the group all the way.
Due to the number of summoned people heading to the border, the kingdom prepared a squadron heading there and had them escort them. They had no problem getting there. Although some of his classmates seemed uneasy, Ronald didn't pay much attention to them.
Kaede couldn't meet Ronald that night. The students she was able to gather were only those who lived near her. The students with magic classes, Ronald, and Yamato and his group, lived in different areas, so she did not find out about the news that Zack secretly leaked to Kaede.
When they arrived at the castle, the guards surrounded them and began to ask them questions. Hearing Zack's name, Ronald began to sweat. Although he wasn't sure what he had done, it couldn't be good.
The guards were very insistent on questioning them separately and even wanted them to teach their classes again. Upon hearing this, he knew that Zack and Austin had been discovered. In fact, he felt the urge to approach the leader and tell him everything on more than one occasion, If it weren't for the fear of the possible punishment he would receive, he would have already confessed.
Fortunately, Kaede and the others in his group refused to accept such treatment. They even said that they would not obey the king's commands if they continued to be treated this way.
Luckily, the guards seemed to have reservations for fear that their threats were real. The things they were ordering them to do were indeed a bit over the top.
In this world, forcing another to tell you their class is taboo. Furthermore, in the future they will be instructed by kingdom professionals with many years of experience on the battlefield. If they find out that their apprentices have been forced to do such a thing, not just once, but twice, no matter how loyal they are to the kingdom, they will be seriously offended.
Due to various cultural and political factors, Kaede and the others were not forced to show their classes. Even so, strict surveillance was reinforced in the first weeks. The progress of their training was carefully observed. After a while, when they realized the situation was normal, they stopped monitoring them.
As he walked through the city, he could see how people went in and out of their houses. For some, the day was ending, but for others, the day had just begun.
Earthorn City is the perfect example of a frontier city. One would think that it was treated like a city in contact with the battlefield. Everyone would with a serious face, focused on helping in whatever way they could to support the soldiers on the front. The truth couldn't be more different. It is true that the city is designed to meet the needs of the soldiers, but not in the way that people think.
During the day it wasn't so bad. The families of the soldiers who had come with them worked here; Merchants came to the city to sell supplies, and artisans were extremely busy with orders from the army.
The problem was when night fell.
“Hello, handsome. Would you like to have a good time?”
"What are you looking at? Obviously, this is our table”
“Are you blind?! Get out of here!"
Everywhere Ronald looks, he can see bars and brothels in every corner of the city. The soldiers didn't stop coming in and out of these.
The men who came to the city to rest from the battlefield did so alongside ladies-in-waiting who would be in charge of emptying their wallets if they had not already spent it all on alcohol.
Ronald stopped for a moment to watch the fight. Apparently, a handful of drunk soldiers had started fighting at the first provocation. He continued on his way as if nothing had happened. Anyway, he was already used to it. There was no point in being surprised by something that happened every day in this place.
After a few minutes of walking along one of the main streets, Ronald entered one of the many paths that led to secondary streets. After an indefinite amount of time, I arrived at a small residence.
Despite the incident that occurred when they arrived, the kingdom has been treating them quite well. Ronald was assigned a private house he could use as he wanted.
The rest of his classmates, due to the nature of their classes, had assigned rooms in the Eartholder castle with their respective instructors.
When he entered his house, it was as if all the tension in his body vanished, and great fatigue took its place. Even so, Ronald knew that it was not the time to rest. There were things to do.
He approached a basin of water he had prepared the night before, and began to rub his body with a towel to remove the sweat from the day's work.
As incredible as it may be to be summoned to another world, one will realize the advantages and benefits one had in the Modern World when one can no longer enjoy them.
Once he changed his clothes, he grabbed something wrapped in cloth from her room and headed towards the back garden. Once he got there, he unwrapped what he had in his hands. An iron sword appeared before his eyes.
“Appraisal”
Iron sword
A common sword, made by a skilled blacksmith with great talent.
A faithful ally on the battlefield for those who know how to use it.
Even though he was lucky enough to obtain a tier 2 class, that doesn't mean he is satisfied.
Ronald grabbed the sword and began to swing it against the air, training with enemies that were not there.
The sun was about to set when he stopped.
“Uff, uff”
Ronald was sweating all over. His strength was gone, his arms wouldn't stop shaking, and he could barely stand. Amazingly, he could still hold the sword.
Ronald leaned against the wall, and said something in an almost soundless voice:
"Status"
Status
Name: Ronald Watergate
Age: 19
Race: Human
Class: Smith
Level: 68
Stats:
Strength: 131
Endurance: 143
Wisdom: 38
Luck: 10
Agility: 53
Intelligence: 10
Charm: 10
Skills:
Ore Identification Level 6
Tempering Level 9
Smithing Level 8
Weapon Repair Level (MAX)
Disassembly Level 4
Blacksmith's Appraisal Level 7
Universal Translation
Seeing his status, his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, and the sword he was about to release was gripped tightly.
“After all this time, I still haven't gotten it? I have tried harder than anyone” he asked himself furiously.
With his class, he would have no problem surviving in this world. He doesn't even have to fight. It is enough to forge weapons in the blacksmith shop safely, and level up calmly, but...
“WHY DIDN’T I GET THE SKILL YET?!!” shouted Ronald, as he threw the sword to the ground.
“SHOULD I BE SETTLED WITH LEAVING THINGS LIKE THIS?!! BE FORGOTTEN IN THIS PLACE WHILE THOSE BASTARDS GET STRONGER?!!”
“I REFUSE!!” he shouted into the air.
After shouting, Ronald was sweating heavily. Once he calmed down, he picked up his sword again and returned to practice. He would get that skill.
At that moment, a laugh rang out in his garden.
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