I had serious anticipation considering the quality of Death’s Arm, I felt he may have been more accustomed to making swords so the quality may be better.

“....”

My eyebrows furrowed slightly as I looked at the quality of weapons.

‘Mostly the same S ranked sharpness with low durability...’

Seems I could only sell these weapons for profit.

Luckily even these weapons would go anywhere between 500-1000 crest.

Death’s Arm on the other hand..

“This should go for at least 5k crest... or should I keep it?”

Even if I kept it, It’d never see the light off day if what I’m trying to pull off works out.

With my mind made up I put every weapon back on their racks and put them back in storage.

Then I took out the armor stand.

“I can’t wear this.. it’s made for a giant.”

I laughed and decided to sell it as well.

The black armor seemed barbaric and matched well with Death’s Arm.

“Hmm.. These pieces must’ve been for someone important in Orc society.”

Putting it back in storage I decided to take out the 2 mana chests.

Mana chest only accept the person who locked it. So even if you and another person both have blue mana only they can open their chest, quite reliable.

“Until you drop me into this world..”

The locks had a red glow on it indicating red mana type was used.

I simply pricked my finger and smeared small droplets of blood on the locks.

“I’m a hack..”
“Click”

The locks dropped to the floor and I opened both chest simultaneously.

“Sheesh.. 4 rows of Adamantine ingots, only 16 in each of the two chest, 32 in total.”

I smiled slightly

Should be enough for what I needed.

I put on my new black leather shadow set and packed everything up.

‘Payday Payday Payday~~~’

I ran and it took me no time to arrive. I didn’t know if someone had an elite thief technique.

Walking out of the best blacksmith shop in the city a large grin was plastered on my face.

“Hehehe ahhhh~ 30,000 crest. Now I see how adventurers really make their money.”

Most of it came from Death’s Arm and the matching Orc armor.

“If the spears and swords durability were S level then I could’ve gotten way more.”

No wonder Earth was in constant war.

“It’s truly profitable..”

A grim look appeared on my face while staring at the money

The people passing by started to give me more space.

The area around started to get slightly heavier.

That’s when..

“Excuse me sir, please practice any skills at the designated training areas.”

I shook my head and looked up, a Sun Warden was speaking to me with a bitter smile on his face.

His golden armor mismatched with his black short hair. The red eyes matched his sword just right though. He had a basketball player like frame standing around 6’7.

He was relaxed but the four guards behind him in silver armor were ready with hands on their blades.

“Death is something that we all have to face”

He put a hand on my shoulder

“Just make sure to put that energy into somewhere productive.”

Right after saying that he walked off his wards or whatever they were, followed right behind him.

“Why does everyone here look like a top model???”

I still haven’t seen a person who you’d flinch at..

I arrived at the guild 30 minutes later.

I was looking for Amara so she could make the weapon I wanted.

In the forging area nothing but clanging and heat danced around.

I found Amara looking at a blade thoroughly.

“How much for a commission?”

I wanted to get straight to business.

Amara smiled and chuckled

“It figures on the item.”

I slid a paper on the desk and she peered over.

“What is that?”

“The weapon I need, also when you get to this enchantment let me know so I can help.”

She looked at me with a condescending gaze

“And why would I need your help at all? Your not even an enchanter.”

A small chuckle escaped my mouth.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Tch”

Amara waved her hand at me like she saw a fly.

“Whatever, this’ll cost you around maybe 15k crest.”

“What if I bring the materials?”

“I’ll make it 5k !!”

Amara started beaming, usually she had to use her own materials, a truly senseless thing that never made sense to her or the other blacksmiths.

“Bet”

I threw out one mana chest and some leather strips I bought at another smithing store.

“Let’s do it”

From there on me and Amara could be seen together in the forge, measuring and talking away.

*

“Is the adventurer Fazil here today?”

“Well shit lady your persistence has worked, I saw him in the forging area a few hours ago.”

The male receptionist pointed to the area and the seemingly regular citizen sprinted off.

But that citizen was Empress Layla she had on a special mask that changed her appearance.

‘How could I forget about Physical Energy!’

She felt guilty about not informing Fazil of something so simple, it could also help keep him alive.

She showed up here everyday for the past four days to see if he was here and it finally worked.

Turning into the forging area she looked around eventually spotting a man standing over a woman while she was blacksmithing.

She didn’t know why she stopped but something was telling her to.

“Perfect perfect now let me just... there.”

A small air shockwave could be seen after the man did whatever he did.

“Damn what the hell was that?”

“No time just keep hammering.”

She continued and with each strike small shockwaves flew out.

“Damn!”
“What is that?”
“I’ve never seen something cause such a disturbance.”

After about 10 minutes the man and woman put the finishing touches on the item.

Finally turning around the revealed the item and their faces.

‘Fazil?’

*

“My mana what a weapon!”
“What type of weapon is that!”
“It’s aura is insane!”

The other blacksmiths grouped up to view the master piece.

“I don’t know what the hell is in your blood but, that’s by far the best weapon I’ve created...”

Amara was stunned as she handed me the item.

I took out her payment and placed it in her hands.

“Damn, I’ve been underpaid.. but atleast now I know.”

I chuckled a little and stared at the weapon I already named.

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Name: Sword-Spear of Twilight

Sharpness: SS+
Durability: SS+
Enchantments: Fazil, Purified, Qi Exchange, Twilight

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“As I thought... it’s bound to you if you forge it with your blood and... Physical Energy is Qi!!”

I had a sneaking suspicion but this alone was proof.

A smile stretched across my face.

“That’s what the Tairan’s call it.”

Amara started speaking while counting her crests.

“Especially over in that section where they have those schools.. or Sects they like to call it”

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at her.

‘Wait...’

“You can only go there after you’ve awakened, on rare cases they accept unawakened as well but you have to have extreme talent”

‘No, no, it can’t be...’

“They literally have a piece of the continent to themselves, although it’s small compared to the rest it’s still an absurd amount of land”

Amara stored the crest and put her finger on her chin.

“I think Murim is what they call it.”

I stared at the ceiling in disbelief.

‘What.. the.. fuck’