Josep POV
It has been a week since I started reading this ancient language book. This whole week is the most tired week I've ever had since I came to this world.
Just to comprehend this fucking book, I even skip my morning practice and cut off my sleep time.
Fortunately, I somehow managed to comprehend it a little bit just in the due time. Otherwise, my hard effort this week will be useless.
The words are really hard to comprehend and took a lot of my mental power to understand some part of it. From the book I understand that this is only one of the tests to learn the true ancient language.
The book will teach me a word as a password to open the dimensional pocket that contains the true book of ancient language.
After I told this to my mother which startled her. She immediately hugged me and swayed me around happily.
My mother explained more about this test. Apparently, I need to be capable of using eight star spells to summon the door towards this pocket dimension before using the ancient language to open it.
After learning this, I felt a little bit stupid to hype up about all of this. I thought I could finally cast this ancient language spell. But, I forgot that this spell needs tremendous mageforce to cast it.
Then, my mother script the summoning spell into my consciousness using her high level scripter skill.
As long as I have enough mageforce to supply it, I could summon the door anytime. Unfortunately, I don't even have the necessary mageforce to use it yet. Never mind using it, I don't even have enough mageforce to cast a second star spell.
Now, my mother teaches me about the way of using normal magic. Learning an ancient language really helps me a lot in my study about new spells.
All the spell's formula and casting it becomes like second nature for me. If not because of my lack of mageforce, I could already cast many high level spells.
During this time, I also keep my morning training with teacher Gene. However, we didn't do any kind of spar anymore.
After the last spar, we both agree that my technique is not compatible with my child's body. So, We decide to build up my body strength first while I learned many enhancement skills.
She also taught me various skills from warrior path, sword master specialist, and magic knight specialist. She also shares her experience about various kinds of specialties that she met in her life.
Since then two years passed by in the blink of an eye, my body finally became more robust and stronger but still has a slim figure.
Now, I am going to the armory where my father stores his weapon, equipment, and various other stuff.
Accompanied by Morelo, I entered the warehouse with a hopeless expression. All of this happened because a year ago, my father decided to give me a real sword to practice.
Knowing that I like to use 'katana' like a sword similar to the one beast kin use, he bought many of those kinds of swords for me as my birthday gift.
However, none of them could even handle one of my weakest sword techniques before broken into many pieces.
It's not because their quality is bad but all my techniques rely heavily on hardness and strength of my sword.
Even the best quality sword imbue with my mageforce could only last three times after being used by my weakest technique.
Now, my father permits me to access his armory to familiarize myself with the european style sword.
'Damn, I really miss my old sword' while I begin to remember my old sword.
My old sword is made from the combination of the toughest material on Earth. However, just to produce that type of material, I need a power that could even supply a metropolitan city for years.
Although it is not impossible to make it, it will still take too much effort and time just to do it in this world where it doesn't even use electricity for daily life.
'I guess I will just get over it by choosing some high quality sword.' As I thought this, my perception caught a thin strange aura towards a crate in the corner of the warehouse.
Approaching the crate, "Third young master, is something wrong?" Asked Morelo after he noticed my weird behaviour.
"Morelo, what's inside this crate?" Instead of answering his question I point at the wooden crate in the corner.
"Ahh… if I am not wrong, that crate contains strange ore that comes from the meteorite from the nearby mountain." Answer Morelo while showing the inside of the crate.
Inside of it there are few fist sizes of balck colored ore that give a strange aura similar to the ancient language book that mother gives me.
Without hesitation, I pick one of the ore and analyze it thoroughly using all my sense. Surprised with the result, I immediately cast my newly created spell [Second circle spell - Analyze].
After fully scanning the ore using my spell, "Morelo, forget about the other weapon and equipment. I will take all this ore and also tell my father to build me a workshop area." While I bring the entire crate with me leaving the confused Morelo.
A week after that, my father agreed to build me a small workshop area for blacksmith. I don't know why but ever since my spar incident with teacher Gene, my father always fulfilled all my requests without hesitation. I guess it perks as being a rich noble son.
During this week, I also did various rough experiments towards the mysterious ore. I found that the ore actually contains the hardness similar to my previous sword. It also gives a sliver of powerful aura.
Even after many times of experiment, I still could not find the source of the aura. However, I found some reference inside the library that this kind of ore usually is made for lvl 5 weapons or equipment.
From various myths and legends, it is said this kind of ore will give birth to a weapon or equipment with a sentient soul.
After that, I decide to work on the newly made workshop to produce my own sword using the mysterious black ore.
Although I still don't fully understand it, I just need to utilize its hard properties. It's already enough to fulfill my requirement for my new sword.
Before I began to forge my own sword, I told my mother to enchant the workshop area and stop others from entering it for a week.
It's not only because I don't want others to know about my blacksmith skill but also I can't be disturbed during the smithing process. The smithing process will be very delicate that even one wrong move could be fatal.
Fortunately, I manage to convince her after I give her a puppy eye while nagging her for hours. Otherwise, I need to delay getting my own sword.
Still I need to promise her, that I will come out after a week from there. I also agreed that she will barge in if I don't come out after a week.
After checking the workshop with each enchantment carefully and doing some few heat testing and tools. I begin to work on my own sword.
Third person POV
*Ting… Ting… Ting* A hammering sound could be continuously heard during this past week without stopping. Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard from the workshop area. *BOOM*
Fortunately, the enchantment is strong enough to hold the workshop together. During this time, a dreadful aura could be felt by everyone on the mansion from it.
Meanwhile, all the Temus family already gathered in front of the workshop looking nervously at the entrance of the workshop.
Finally, after a few minutes, Josep comes out from the entrance in half naked body and looks thinner that almost looks like malnutrition.
But, his face is brimming with excitement and happiness despite having a huge eye bag under his eyes.
"Finally, my finest weapon [Song of the Dead]." He laughed loudly before collapsing in front of everyone.