Chapter 26
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Because Master Bentham and The Knight of Marshall had businesses to discuss together, the Knight of Marshall had arranged it so that he would come to the council to pick up them up back to the castle after two hours. In the meantime, Abel sat on his carriage and went off towards Edmond's boutique shop.
When Abel entered Edmond's boutique shop, Yvette was nowhere near in sight, so Abel went towards the counter and asked the male assistant "I'm looking for Ms. Yvette, have you seen her?"
Since Master Bentham had just dropped off Abel in Harvest City directly coming from the blacksmith shop, Abel was still wearing grey cotton overalls. It was stained with traces of burnt fabric and sparks from the master blacksmith examination. Alongside with Abel's young age, he looked as if he was just another normal civilian.
Surprisingly, the male shop assistant did not discriminate against Abel since he saw that Abel had arrived on a horse carriage. No matter how Abel looked or who he may be, the shop assistant knew that anyone who arrives on a horse carriage was probably someone who he couldn't afford to offend, else he could risk losing his job. Therefore, the shop assistant politely assisted Abel to wait at the chairs in the reception hall. Before the waiter left, he gave Abel a cup of coffee then promptly went upstairs to find Yvette.
Suddenly, a shrill voice came out from somewhere.
"Who do you think you are? How could a peasant like you sit down at a boutique shop? Are you here for the free coffee, is that it?"
Abel looked around hesitantly for a few moments before finding out that it was himself who was being called a peasant. Abel had already accustomed to his identity in this world. Ever since he came here, no one has ever made such an insult to him. He looked at the man with a frown on his face and spoke to the man directly.
The man who called Abel a peasant was a skinny thirty years old man with a face as dry as the desert. He was wearing a black dress like a stick in his body with a posture like a bent shrimp.
"Are you talking about me? Abel questioned the man in an unimpressed and dissatisfied tone.
"Nice try, in pretending to be someone you will never be," The man then glanced over towards Abel. He then laughed at Abel as he saw the Blacksmith medal that he, not even once, had seen in his whole life.
"If you're going to bring a blacksmith medal. At least bring one that looks real, not some shady fake pieces like these! Guards, get this guy out of here," The man said with a mocking tone.
"Sir, please exit the store." Said the two guards as they approached Abel.
"If Edmond's boutique shop doesn't give me what I'm looking for, I will forward this matter to the Noble tribunal for my rights and authority to be here," said Abel as he took out a white unicorn coat of arms from one of the pockets. He immediately displayed it in front of the guards.
When the two guards saw the coat of arms from Abel's hand, they frantically ran away in panic. The man who doubted Abel suddenly became pale and shocked.
No one in this world dared to fake the coat of arms. This was because that faking the coat of arms was a sin and it would often lead to a death penalty. Moreover, the coat of arms represented the status of a noble. Only the noble and his successors would have had the rights and eligibility to use their family coat of arms.
The noble arbitration court was built to protect the noble's rights. When the noble's dignity was violated, the noble arbitration court would step in and defend the noble's legitimate rights. This may sound a civilized thing to do, but the noble arbitration court and their course of action were extremely cruel. According to past events, every time a noble arbitral tribunal was dispatched, for violating and insulting the dignity of these high-classed noble, someone was bound to be burned to death.
"What's the matter? Yvette hurried down the stairs at a brisk pace and saw the situation and what was happening. When two guards saw her, they slowly walked back with their body shrinking backward.
Yvette quickly glanced over and saw Abel's clothes. She quickly realized the situation and she spoke apologetically, "Hello, I apologies on behalf of Edmond's auction house for all the inconvenience caused to you."
At the same moment, Yvette's eyes froze as she witnessed the medal on Abel's chest. "Are you a Master Abel? The 36th blacksmith to passed the blacksmith master rating?" said Yvette with an astonished and shocked tone.
"Ms. Yvette, you are correct, I am Abel. I didn't realize that the news would go around so fast." Abel lamented on how fast the new has spread. Rumors were just as widespread as it was on earth.
"Master Abel, we have just received word from headquarters that you have passed the assessment at the Harvest City Blacksmith Guild. Headquarters has specifically requested that our division follow closely onto you." Yvette then quickly glanced over to the man who doubted Abe, and followed up with an apology to Abel, "Our boutique shop will give you an account of your injustice."
When the tall and thin man heard what Yvette had said, he suddenly became paralyzed on the ground. These words from Yvette's had sealed his fate. But at the same time, he knew how insignificant his fate is in the eyes of others
Abel had a special intention when he wore his blacksmith master medal to Edmond's boutique shop. This was because he wanted to auctions his Sword of thousand skills, and also a deluxe version of a Fire Magical Sword of hundred skills at Edmond's boutique shop in this identity. By doing so, not only it was easier to sell the swords, but it could also attract more publicity to this auction. Therefore maximizing the value of these weapons.
"Ms. Yvette, I've brought some of the forged weapons that I've made, and I'd like Edmond's boutique shop to help me put it up for auction."
When Yvette heard what Abel had said, her eyes lit up and suddenly shined. This was a wonderful opportunity for her to be putting up the newly titled master blacksmith's weapons for sale at Edmond's auction house. As Yvette was in charge of this matter, this could well be an immense achievement for her and it would boost her future career and promotion tremendously.
"Thank you for your trust in Edmond's boutique shop and we will sell your work at the highest standards within our auction." "Said Yvette excitedly.
Abel made a preposition. "On one condition only, these weapons will not be auctioned at Harvest City."
At first, Yvette was confused by Abel's preposition, but then she immediately understood his reasonings. This was because there was a new weapon shop called Harry's Weapon shop in the same town, and Abel's last name was Harry as well. Therefore Abel must not want people to misunderstood that all the weapons in that store were also owned by his family.
"No problem, Master Abel." To Yvette, It didn't matter where she sold the weapons, as long as she was in charge of the selling, she would've been able to take all the credits regardlessly.
As the guards unloaded some of the weapons from Abel's carriage at the front door. Abel pointed to the seven swords of thousand skills and said: "These are just the weapons I made during my training, they are just ordinary weapons of hundred skills." He then pointed towards the deluxe version of fire magical sword and said: "This variant was made with the use of dwarf technology, after some decorations, I named it the 'Deluxe version of fire magic sword of thousand skills '".
"Wait, Is this a magical weapon?"
Of course, Yvette had heard of magical weapons before. That being said, though, they were classified as extremely rare and high-end weapons. Even the headquarters of the Edmond boutique store could rarely see one.
Curiously, Yvette drew the large sword from its sheath, but the sword was too heavy for a lady. So she held the large sword with both her hands and attempted to place it on the counter for a closer inspection. Suddenly Abel's heart skipped a beat as he what Yvette was about to do, he quickly shouted; "Be careful!"
But it was too late, the fire magical sword had slipped from Yvette's hand. The moment that the body of the sword touched the floor, a red light flashed from the body of the sword. "Dong" the sword had hit the ground. In that split second the area where the sword was dropped had become fully blacken, and the atmosphere of the boutique shop was filled with a burnt smell.
Abel quickly picked up the sword from the ground and placed it back into the sheath, Yvette was in complete shock and frightened by what had just happened. The sword would have put a huge hole on the counter if it was directly placed there. Let alone thinking of the consequences burning down such an expensive counter, Yvette could not help but pat herself on the chest. At the same time, she had now truely experienced how terrifying the fire magical power of this sword was. She couldn't imagine what would be the consequence if this sword was used to attack people.
"Master Abel, I will only charge a commission of two percent of the total value of your weapons." This was the lowest commission that Yvette could've offered to anyone, and she offered it to Abel for thanking him earlier for his warning.
"Thank you, Ms. Yvette." Abel had understood all the details and procedures of the auction, and thankful for Yvette's kind intentions.
Then, Yvette signed the contact with Abel. Therefore, the 7 swords of hundred skills and the deluxe version of a fire magic sword of hundred skills were left at Edmond's boutique shop for auction.
Afterward, Abel went to Harry's weapons shop and handed 2 more swords of hundred skill to the manager. The manager did not ask any questions as he was an experienced businessman.
Seeing that the two hours were already up, Abel called the driver and headed back to the blacksmith shop to pick up Master Bentham and go back to the castle.
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Chapter 27
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30 minutes had passed… The two were well on their way now going back to the castle. During the journey, Abel and Master Bentham were exchanging knowledge in their forging experiences with one another. But for most parts, Master Bentham was mainly teaching and mentoring Abel. Although Abel was a quick learner and had already become a blacksmith master, he was nowhere near as experienced as Master Bentham.
While they were chatting away, Abel suddenly felt that the carriage had come to a stop. So, He then lifted the curtain of the horse carriage and asked the driver, "What's wrong?"
The cart driver was in shocked as he spoke with a sense of astonishment, "Something seems odd with the village ahead. Maybe something had happened."
Abel then spoke directly to Master Bentham, "Master, you stay in the carriage while I go take a look at what's going on."
Master Bentham laughed and said. "I'm a level five fighter myself. You don't need to worry about me."
For someone who was only a level five fighter like Master Bentham, Abel was extremely skeptical about his capacity to fight. Even The Knight of Marshall himself had to keep training every single day to maintain his fighting ability. As for Master Bentham, Abel had never seen him practicing his fighting skills a single time, ever since the day they met.
But Abel did not insist on Master Bentham staying. As the two got out of the carriage, they immediately saw the distant village rising in clouds of black smoke.
"I'll go ahead and take a look." As Abel pulled out the great ice magical sword that had been forged during the blacksmith union evaluation, from the trunk of the carriage. The sword was not yet decorated, so it looked ugly, but it certainly would not affect its defensive capabilities and functions.
"Be careful," Master Bentham warned.
Abel waved his hand, signaling that he understood Bentham's goodwill, and promptly walked towards the village.
The closer he got to the village, the more Abel sensed that something was wrong. It wasn't just a small fire, it was the entire village and its' houses being burnt down.
When Abel arrived at the village, he was in shock from what he had just witnessed. The ground of the village was littered with dead bodies of the innocent villagers. Not only that, but some of the dead bodies were mutilated. It seemed as though as they have been bitten by an animal of some sort.
The most disturbing thing to Abel was the sight of the multiple corpses of children. These bodies were scattered in almost all parts of the village. It was obvious that what happened here was an unjust slaughter. Only a group that had absolute power could have planned a massacre like this. In Abel's knowledge of this world's history, it would be extremely rare to see the slaughtering of innocent civilians even if it's an invasion of another country.
As Abel walked around the village, there was not a single survivor. It seemed that the killers were highly trained and experienced. They might even possess special abilities. The places where the people hid had been completely abolished, and those who had hidden were killed without mercy.
Abel had never felt such so anxious, it was almost indescribable to him. Even though this area was not a part of his family's territory. As a human being, he couldn't help but felt a sense of sympathetic sadness and sorrowfulness for the victims of this massacre.
When Abel came to this world, he thought he saw a peaceful image. Even though he had been attacked by people before. he thought that no world could be perfect, there would always be criminals out there. However, what he had witnessed today was the first time something has shocked him to his soul. Maybe this world was not as peaceful as he had imagined. People were being slaughtered in their own home! What would've happened if that was his own family? What if it was the Bennett family?
As Abel didn't return for a long period of time, Bentham was starting to get worried. he quickly hurried to the village, when he saw the scene of the massacre and the bodies, he was also in a great deal of shock. "God, what happened?"
Master Bentham quickly went over to the bodies of the victims and examined it carefully. "Orcs," he said grimly, "It was the orcs."
Master Bentham then pointed towards the wounds of the corpses and said. "These were the bite marks of wolves. No wonder there were recent reports of Wolfriders being seen around here."
The Wolfriders were the dominant unit of the Orc empire's military, which were mostly trained by the werewolves and worgens. The Wolfrider troops were extremely strong when it came to their speed, agility, flexibility and their stance of direction. All these characteristics made the Wolf cavalry one of the strongest armies here in Mainland. Not only were they strong, but they were also extremely adaptable to even the toughest environment. During long battles, they feed off from the slain enemies allowing them for maximum efficiencies in continuing their battles.
"We better go back immediately! The Knight of Marshall needs to know about this" Suddenly, something occurred to Master Bentham. He realized that there must be still some werewolves nearby, and with the speed of these werewolves. All the villages and castles nearby around here would be in great danger.
Abel and master Bentham quickly returned to their carriage and hurried back towards Harry's Castle with the driver driving as fast as he can.
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Simon was a Worgen. Or, rather, a wolf rider in the Wolf cavalry. His wife was a female wolf, named Black Wind
Simon's home was in a barren plain that had experienced a great deal of poverty. His home had around two hundred acres of land and he had nine brothers and sisters. As Simon was the second child of the family, their two hundred acres of land not providing enough source of food for their entire family's need. So, his parents decided to use up the majority of their resources on Simon, as he had the potential of becoming a member of the wolf riders. But by doing so, this meant that all his brothers and sisters would starve.
In order to gain more land for his family, Simon made up his mind. He would participate in the trial of death. In the past, every participant who could survive the trial of death would be rewarded with a piece of land. Besides that, most of them could often be brought back a large number of gold coins and gems, which were more than enough to buy a whole lot of land.
Simon tried his best not thinking about the consequences of the annual trial death. He tried not to remind himself of a large number of people who would not make it back alive. He only wished to be one of the survivors.
Simon felt that he was out of luck the other night when he was passing through the Budapest mountains. He allocated his wife, Black Wind, to rest a shed within the barracks. There were a lot of other male wolves in the shed. One of them had sexual interaction with his wife.
After riding the flying beast through the Budapest mountains, the small group of cavalry troops, which consisted of ten members set off and began their journey. Everything was going smoothly as they progressed forward. They avoided towns and only attacked small villages, although the rewards from raiding these small villages weren't massive, these successive raids on the small villages allowed Simon to gain a significant amount of confidence throughout his journey.
But one day, Simon found out that his wife was pregnant. Wolves were extremely loyal creatures. Their loyalty to their master was unprecedented among all animals. When a baby wolf was born, the first creature it sees would ultimately become its master.
Normally, the pregnancy of a wolve was a very happy event and deserved to be celebrated. Whether if it was to give his brother the right to claim his title as the master, or to give up the privilege of being a master in exchange for a large number of resources, it was just a beautiful thing within the wolves culture.
But since this was a world where humans lived, Simon would have to fight here with the current situation on hand. A pregnant wolf meant that it would greatly affect Simon's ability to use his power during the trial. Even though the villagers in the previous siege did not resist their attack, but the gore and excessive violence of their attacks, it gave Black Wind a lot of damage during her pregnancy.
This meant that she was unable to keep up with the squad, and the other Wolf cavalry team members weren't willing to put themselves at risk for Simon's problems. The only reason that the wolves are able to launch multiple attacks in different villages was because of their speed. The speed of the wolf cavalry determined their fate during the trial of death.
Simon stayed behind while the others left. He was the only one that stayed with his wife. He didn't dare to enter towards the open, the only thing he could've done was to hide in the forest and wait for Black Wind to give birth.
Every day Simon was hunting in the jungle, and every time he went out and hunt, there was just enough food for him and his partner to eat and survive. He often thought to himself, when would he be able to own land like these, to have more food than he could ever eat. The wealth of humans in this world often attracted countless Orcs like Simon himself. They all have one common goal – grab it and occupy it.
Every day, Simon carved a line on a tree to count off the days. All he wanted now was to spend his remaining two months safely in this jungle. Then, he could travel back to meet up zone to return home, to his Orc empire.
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Chapter 28
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"Uncle Marshall, when I was on my way back from Harvest City, I witnessed a village that was attacked by the Orcs. It was located between the Castle and Harvest city."
When Knight Marshall heard about this affair, he immediately notified his steward Lindsey, "Lindsey, ring the alarm bell now and get all the villagers from all of our territories to enter the Castle for shelter now. When they are inside, make sure you verify their identity as well."
"Yes, my Lord," Lindsey quickly said and promptly hurried out.
"Uncle Marshall, I've prepared a present for you. I originally intended to give this present to you later for your birthday. But with the current circumstances, we have on our hands, I think you should have it now so that it could increase your strength." Abel then brought out a deluxe version of an ice magic sword of hundred skills directly from his bag…
When they returned to the castle, Abel went into the operations room and took out another piece of the deluxe ice magic sword of hundred skills which was also originally prepared for Marshall's birthday. However, he decided to give the deluxe version of the ice magic sword of hundred skills directly to Knight Marshall right now. This was a crucial move for Abel since increasing their fighting strength was what mattered the most right now.
Once again, Abel took out another piece of the deluxe version of the ice magic sword of hundred skills. There wasn't much time left to lose, so Abel also handed it over into the hands of Knight Marshall.
"A magic sword!" The Knight Marshall pulled out the sword as he gently touched the sword with touched it his fingers. He then hastily shook off the frost on his hand and said excitedly; "Wow, this is a magic ice sword! That's the good stuff!"
He then turned around and looked undeviatingly at Abel and stated; "Bentham had been researching the forging process of magic weapons for a long time. Looks like his hard work has finally paid off!"
"This was my gift to you. How could you say that it was forged from Master Bentham?"
Abel felt a sense of speechlessness to see that the gift that he made was being said to be made by someone else's.
Knight Marshall couldn't believe it. He was speechless for a while.
"Abel, you made this sword?" Knight Marshall questioned him with a sense of disbelief.
Abel remained in silent, he then pointed directly to his own master blacksmith's medal on his chest. It was then that Knight Marshall has finally just realized that Abel had an extra medal carried on him.
"You're a Master Blacksmith?" After hearing what Abel said, Knight Marshall was suddenly in doubt of the entire world and his whole existence… Since when could a 13-year-old novice like you can become a Master Blacksmith?
"The trip that I took to Harvest City was for evaluating the weapons I've made," Abel said
"Was this true?" Knight Marshall's facial expression immediately shifted from being astonished to being wildly excited. He then began to laugh frantically in joy, "Ha, Ha-ha-ha, BWAHAHA! We have a Master Blacksmith here in our own home! Hey, Abel, I want the best magic armor, the strongest magic shield, a magic knight firearm… Oh, I almost forgot, I also want a magical bow too."
Abel looked at the already overly-enthusiastic Knight Marshall. He headed out of the room without even bothering to look back. According to what Knight Marshalled had requested, it would've required all the best blacksmiths in the blacksmith union. All for a silly dream such as this…
All of a sudden, the bell rang heavily, there were 20 soldiers wearing leather armors and equipped with long guns. They rode their horses as they gathered in front of the castle, The Knight Marshall immediately changed into his imitation Blazing sun armor as he jumped onto his personal white warhorse. His horse was way more powerful than any other ordinary warhorses, it was tall and equipped with the deluxe edition of the sword of hundred skills (Abel's gift). On his hand, he was carrying a knight's rifle as he stood in front of his squad of cavalry soldiers preparing to give a speech.
"Those filthy Orcs had appeared again. My soldiers, let's get our weapons ready, together we will defend our homeland from these Orcs!" After hearing Knight Marshall's motivating address, the soldiers were all aroused and were all ready to go into battle to fight bravely. If anyone managed to slay an orc himself, it would be considered an Outstanding Military Service. In the past, the only way to achieve an Outstanding Military Service was to serve as a guard in Miracle City. Now, this opportunity was everywhere.
To Abel, he thought the soldiers at Harry's Castle were brave and steadfast. An entire platoon of twenty horses, along with the costs of training for these soldiers… Only the wealthy and powerful people like Bentham's masters could have afforded such a group of well-trained elite soldiers.
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At the Bennett Castle, a sweaty messenger quickly approached The Knight Bennett and handed him a parcel. He quickly told the butler to give a small reward to compensate the messenger as he returned immediately back to his room with the parcel.
When the Knight Bennett opened the package, he spotted a large sword and two enclosed letters. One of the letters was from Knight Marshall, informing him about the recent attacks that occurred on the villages as well as to raise their awareness and to scout out for any future Orc attacks that may occur.
The other letter was from Abel, which read "Your birthday present came early."
When Knight Bennett pulled out a large sword from his package, he immediately recognized that something was different about this sword. The value of the sword he had just pulled out was immeasurable… When he found out that the sword was an Ice magical sword, The Knight of Bennett immediate felt a heart full of sentiment. Even though Abel had become the adopted son of someone else, Abel was still willing to spend a large amount to purchase an Ice Magical Sword as a present for The Knight of Bennett to protect himself after he realized the Orcs were now roaming around.
These days, The Knight Bennett was already filled with regrets for letting Abel get adopted. If had realized that Abel had forged this sword himself, who knows how much more regretful could he get.
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When Abel traveled to the blacksmith store earlier today. Everyone who saw him including his apprentices was all gazing at him differently. They all seemed to obtain a sense of respect for Abel. People were now addressing him as Master Abel, but he seemed to be stressed whenever he heard people calling him by the title of "Master". However, Abel was no longer an undistinguished ordinary blacksmith, he was now a "Blacksmith Master" which required him to be less humble and modest about his identity as he was now representing an entire community, the highest of the Blacksmith Union.
When Abel went back into the store, he went into his dedicated operations room and locked himself inside… Ever since he started forging weapons, he always had a low requirement for his equipment. Although he could forge a sword of a hundred skills, he had never truly forged a customized weapon for himself. The only sword that he had with him was the magic ice sword which was forged during the blacksmith examination.
Why didn't Abel forge weapons for himself? Firstly, Abel himself was not in any particular danger back then. He had never thought that it would be in use and it would be wasteful to leave it there to rust. Secondly, his body was growing speedily due to puberty. This meant that the equipment that he made now would be wasted as the equipment that he crafted would not be able to fit him as he grew even one year older.
However, in the current situation, the chances of a battle happening were extremely likely. So Abel finally decided to forge a few pieces of protective gear just in case. By doing so, the new equipment would greatly enhance Abel's chance of remaining alive… The upcoming battle looked as though it would determine the life and death of Abel and everyone he knew.
Firstly, Abel had to experiment a little bit with his current concept. He then wore some very thick gloves and placed a ceramic bottle into the furnace. After it was burning for a while, he took out the ceramic bottle with iron clamps, then directly threw a bucket of iced water at it. Almost at the same time, Abel stuffed the ceramic bottle in the Horadric Cube and pressed start.
Although Abel saw that the ceramic bottle had entered inside the Horadric Cube. There was not a change ever since Abel took it out of the furnace. After remaining silent in deep thought, suddenly Abel realized that the body of the Ceramic Bottle seemed to have some cracks them.
As soon as Abel moved a single heartbeat, the ceramic bottle appeared on his hands. At the same time, he slammed the Ceramic bottle into a pile of debris and as it fell to the ground, everything was shattered to pieces.
"It worked! Abel rejoiced and immediately felt a sense of relieve and satisfaction in his heart.
Now, Abel had to forge a piece of a large magic sword, the current pace he had right now was considered very quick already. Normally it would take around 5 hours on average to forge a magic sword. He was fast enough now to take 5 hours to make a big magic sword. With the magic sword now in the process of being forged, Abel intentionally wanted to write a few runes differently. He added a lot of useless strokes connecting in the most complicated way. During the final step when he was leading the magical power of the blue gem to the center of the Runes, the moment before the white light flashed, he shoved the sword into the Horadric Cube.
With the leftover time, Abel worked extremely hard to create an oversized shield of hundred skills. The shield was as thick as 30 centimeters, if Abel wasn't a level 5 knight, he wouldn't even be able to lift this gigantic shield.
Abel then took the failed magic ice sword that he just made from the Horadic Cube. This time Abel had learned his lesson, the moment he took out the sword, he threw it outside and he counted slowly"1,2,3" in his head…
When Abel counted to 3, he heard a loud Bang outside the shield, followed by a chaotic noise of "Ding Ding Dong Dong" it sounded like the shield being strike by a thousand spears. After the noise had stopped, Abel peaked his head from the back of the shield. The explosion was much larger this time. The large stone wall was pierced with countless scattered pieces, some even seemed to have made a small hole on the wall.
When Abel saw his shield, he was so deeply shocked that his entire body felt like they were drenched in cold sweat. There were holes everywhere on his shield and the holes looked as if they were hit by bullets, it was even deep enough to put a finger through.
If Abel wasn't holding an extra thick shield, he might have been heavily wounded from the blast of the sword.
Abel couldn't believe that by adding a few runes circuits, the effect of the explosion would've increased by such a significant amount. "What would have happened if a sword like this were thrown in the middle of a crowd?" Abel thought to himself.
Abel could only imagine the catastrophic accidents it would've caused. No one could've survived a blast that strong.
Of course, such a highly dangerous weapon had to be stored in the horadric cube, so a weapon like this could only be Abel's secret weapon. The Horadric Cube was the most important secret of Abel his success was entirely aided it's with the assistance. Therefore, Abel would not let anyone who had a glimpse of it remain alive
In the evening, Abel did not return to the castle to rest. He stayed up the entire night to forge three pieces of exploding swords to be stored within the Horadric Cube. In the meantime, Abel had also learned self-defense and how to properly protect himself.
Abel suddenly thought about the grenades in the original old world. The explosion that had just occurred was similar to the explosion of grenades. According to what Abel learned from the era of the explosion, the safest place to survive after a grenade exploded would be on the ground even though there would be shockwaves.
Based on the original world's concept of the tank cannon-bounce shells, Abel built a much smaller shield that could be hung around the waist. During the explosion, the person could reduce the number of damage in an explosion by lying on the ground, and then using the small shield to bounce off the pieces of debris at different oblique angles.
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Chapter 29
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Abel returned to the castle the next morning. After he had breakfast and rested for two hours, he returned to his private operation room in the Blacksmith's Guild.
For the trillionth time, Abel was a bodybuilding trainer in his previous life. He was used to going hiking with his friends in the wild, which made him have a lot of experience in hunting.
This time, Abel wanted to make a giant bear trap according to his memories. As Master Bentham suggested, the wolfriders were very fast and flexible. They would often implement a hit-and-run strategy during battle. If they didn't have a large number of soldiers to surround them, it would be very difficult to annihilate them. However, things would be completely different if we could make a large bear trap. If a wolfrider stepped on it, it would at the very least injured their leg. This could hugely reduce their speed, therefore they will no longer be a threat.
The beasts and humans of this world were both much stronger than the beasts and humans in the previous incarnation of earth. Thus, Abel thought that he needed something special to stop these wolfriders.
The components of the gigantic bear trap consisted of a large compression spring, two charm clamps, a clamp trigger, a button, and a chain.
After the compression spring was flattened with force, it was gently held secured with the clamp trigger. If someone stepped on it, the two sharp clamps would be released instantaneously—catching the prey with a tremendous amount of rebound force. Since the two sharp clamps were not fully enclosed yet, the more the prey struggled, the tighter the grip would be.
It would be easy to imagine if the mount wolf of a wolfrider was caught by this gigantic bear trap. With the speed of the wolfrider. the mount wolf would be in excruciating amounts of pain. Therefore, the wolf rider would most likely be shaken off by the mount wolf.
This world did not have such a large bear trap, therefore the placement of the traps should not attract too much attention to the orcs, especially if we add some more camouflage to it.
The process of making the trap was simple. The only trouble was the compression spring. According to Abel's memory, the steel used in the spring must require a high carbon content, to maintain the steel's elasticity.
Abel practiced by forging a rough model with a hundred skills. After several attempts of carburizing, a lot of small samples were made according to different carburizing ratios. After testing, he decided on the best sample, and the production process was finally determined.
Then, Abel began mass production. After he made ten compression springs, there were still a lot of materials left. He then made several large spiral springs which could be used as shock absorbers when he decided to upgrade the carriage in the future.
Abel did not make any other accessories of the gigantic bear trap him since that would take too much time. The compression springs were the component that mattered the most. The other parts could let other blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop take care of it.
Abel called his senior, Gordon, who gave him a drawn blueprint and dimensions of the bear trap's other components, and requested it to be forged in 2 days. Gordon did not have a problem with the request since he ordered a few of the most capable blacksmith to work extra hours, to complete it as soon as possible.
Early next morning, when Abel arrived at the blacksmith shop, Gordon told Abel with a pair of tired red eyes, "Master Abel, all the parts are made according to your requirements, and they are placed in your operation room. "
Abel was very surprised. He thought that it would have taken at least two days, but it was finished in one night. Looking at the tired red eyes of Gordon, He could not help but say, "Why didn't you sleep last night? I don't need these parts in a rush."
"Since the blacksmiths heard that it was your command, they refused to delay it and worked overnight." Gordon did not mention himself. He only gave the credit to the other blacksmiths, who was standing in front of Abel.
"Next time, when I forge a sword of hundred skill, the blacksmiths and you can watch on the side. Now, go to rest" Abel said with a smile.
"Thank you, Master Abel, I will let them know," Gordon thanked Abel and ran off.
When Abel walked into the operation room, he saw a pile of accessories placed on the ground. It has been divided into ten parts. From these details alone, it was enough to show that Gordon was a very attentive person.
It took some effort to assemble such large bear traps, but Abel had always been a tough person, in half an hour, ten large traps were fully assembled.
Two horses were brought in, and each of them was strapped with five large traps. After it was secured, Abel waved a hand, signaling that they were ready to go.
Behind Harry Castle was a forest. Since Abel has been busy ever since he settled here, he never had the chance to explore this forest. He has heard that there were large beasts roaming around in there, Therefore Abel decided, this would be the place to test out his giant bear trap.
Although the castle has now begun to be on guard, when Abel left the castle with the 2 horses, no guard dared to ask anything. Abel's current status was completely different from that when he first arrived. Everyone knew that Abel has now become a blacksmiths Master. In this world, the title of master could be attained by the elites of that particular profession. Therefore, they would be respected no matter where they go in the Holy Continent.
It was the sunniest part of the afternoon. The sun was shining through the gaps of the trees, scattering patches of lights over the fallen leaves on the ground. It made a dull crunching sound as Abel continued to walk. The horses were not very fond of the forest environment ether, as their nose began to make snorting sounds.
After he walked for about half an hour, Abel felt that he had arrived at the center of the forest. Although he did not see a single large beast along the way, he found a large pile of beast dung, which suggested there must be large beasts around here. The place was deserted, the last sign of civilization had already disappeared 10 minutes ago. Abel immediately knew this was the perfect place to put the bear trap since the trap was so powerful, it could not be placed anywhere close to humans.
Abel squatted down to looked for a beast' s route on the ground. Beasts would always like to travel on the same route, and they would often leave some footprints behind. Therefore, experienced hunters would always know where the best place to set their traps
Although Abel didn't have as much experience, he was still trained in this aspect. So after careful observation, he found a beast's route. He immediately took out two gigantic bear traps from the horses. Then, he opened the clamps by force and secured the trigger. There were many techniques when it came to the placements of bear traps. You had to inspect the beast's route properly in order to speculate the steps they would take. Even if the beast could dodge the first bear trap, it would not be able to escape the second one.
After the installation, Abel made an arrow marking on a tree. This mark was a reminder of where Abel had placed the trap and would make sure he wouldn't step in it, himself. However, since there were arrows on the marking pointing towards different directions, it also allowed Abel to less likely get lost in the forest.
Abel continued to move forward. Every ten minutes, he would find a place to put the bear trap. Slowly, he walked for more than an hour, and all the large traps were placed.
The sky began to get dark. Abel was packing up his things, preparing to go back to the castle. There were still 2 hours before the sky was completely darkened. Until then, he could still see his way back.
At that moment, suddenly he heard a painful, yet angry scream from the distance.
A beast must have fallen for his gigantic bear trap. Only a beast could have made a noise in this forest.
Abel strapped his horse next to a tree and rushed in the direction of the sound. As Abel was running, he was constantly observing the surrounding environment, and the marking he made. It would be hilarious if he had fell for his own trap.
After running for ten minutes, Abel found the marking that he made. He slowed down and walked gently into the trap.
Although the sharp clamps had been triggered, there was no prey to be found anywhere. Abel squatted down and touched sharp teeth of the clamp with his hands. There was blood.
What triggered the trap might not be a beast after all. Although Abel doesn't know what else could have triggered it, a beast definitely would not have the intelligence to free itself from it, especially without the help of a human hand. If the beast was very powerful, at most, it would just destroy the trap, not leaving it enclosed like this.
Could it be human? Abel shook his head. The voice he had just heard was clearly not human. That, he could be certain of.
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Chapter 30
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Not far from where the gigantic bear trap was placed, Abel spotted even more bloodstains on the ground. As he resumed his search following the directions of the blood trails, he suddenly stumbled across another spot of bloodstains which wasn't too far from the original directions that he had come from.
Abel continued to follow the blood trail. From the looks of it, the prey didn't seem to be injured badly. It was probably just a leg. However, as he continued, he thought that maybe the wound on the prey's leg might be quite serious since it bled continuously.
Abel's hunting instinct and experience in his previous life had taught him that when prey was injured, they instinctively sought the most secure and safe place for themselves to recover from the injury. This would probably be the case with this prey as well.
After following the blood trail for around thirty minutes, Abel suddenly saw lights from a fire in front of him. Abel felt confused and found it strange. Humans would never have survived or habited in a place like this.
As he slowly approached the fire, Abel saw in the distance, a creature that he had never seen before treating its' own leg wounds. The creature had a head that looked like a wolf, two canine teeth protruding from the outside, alongside with a body that resembled a human. However, it had a slightly more curved back with a height of around a little over two meters.
Next to the creature was a huge mysterious wolf resting on the ground. The belly of the wolf seemed to be so large that it looked as if it was pregnant…
Abel was now certain that the creature in front of him was the Wolf Troopers, that attacked the village that he saw earlier, and the wolf that was resting near it must be the legendary mount wolf.
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Once again, Simon was out of luck… He hid in the jungle, away from the humans. Every day, he hunted for food to keep himself and the mount wolf well fed.
One day, he went out to hunt just like any other ordinary days, he had already familiarised himself with the environment during these days, therefore he had lowered his awareness when moving around the forest… It was an everyday routine for him.
During his hunt, he went onto a route that he was extremely familiar with, it was the route that he had took many times and it was the safest road to him. But suddenly, he stepped on something strange, it looked to be two giant elephant's teeth that clamped through his legs. The pain that he suffered when he stepped onto the trap made him furious. It was so painful that he screamed repeatedly… He didn't know what it was, but he was certain that it belonged to the humans.
After a while, he realized that even though the trap looked scary, it wasn't particularly painful, and it only injured him a tiny bit. It didn't even break the bones of his leg, it was just a sharp serrated tooth that tore his skins with the muscle of his lower legs. Most importantly, the trap was easy to break, too. All he did was to gather up all his strength and pry it open with his hands.
However, his injured legs still needed to be treated. All the precious medical supplies were left back in his camp. Therefore all he could now was to limp back slowly to his camp, so that he could treat his wound.
As Simon treated his wound, he thought to himself… There have been sightings of humans around this area, and it was no longer safe to stay here. It looked like they may have to move to another area. With Simon's mount wolf Black Wind having to give birth in these upcoming few days, the best time to move away would be tomorrow. To Simon, the quicker they moved, the better. With the birth of a small mount wolf, they will lose all their mobility…
All of a sudden, Simon's nose picked up a different scent in the air. It was the scent of humans, Simon then ferociously stood up with a worried facial expression on his face and looked around carefully to scan for any danger.
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Abel observed with extreme caution as the wargon got up and peeked around. Suddenly, Abel realized the wargon must have sensed his presence from a distance.
As a wargon, Simon had an extremely strong and terrifying sense of smell. The moment he picked up the scent of Abel, Simon knew that this human was the one who injured him. These inferior humans would need to use such despicable methods to injure him. He was ready to do anything he could to find the bastard who did this and wipe him out the surface of the Earth.
When Abel realized that he was spotted by the wargon, the wargon was already dashing directly towards his direction from afar. At that moment, Abel knew he was in big trouble. From the vigorous look of this wargon, it at least possessed the fighting ability of a novice knight, which to say this wolf rider was at least level 6
While Abel was only a rank five Novice Knight, he was only one rank away from being in rank six. However, the probation between knights that were level 1 to 5 only had one combat qi force. The power of the force was determined through level-based, Level 1 being the weakest while level 5 being the strongest. However, their combat qi was only available to fire once at a time, since novice knights did not have a core to generation more combat qi. Therefore, once they used up all their qi in their meridian, it would require at least a few days for them to recover before using it again.
The combat qi was like an amplifier for power. If a professional could produce around 500 pounds of force, his combat qi would be capable of doubling that power to a thousand pounds. For level 6 professional, they can use the Combat Qi multiple times, thus multiplying their attacking strength. However, level 5, or below only has one shot to double their strength. Therefore, their difference in strength could not be matched no matter how good the weapons and accessories are.
If Abel used his large sword against Simon the wargon, the only outcome would be that Abel being excluded by the force of the sword. While Simon only slowed down a bit by the ice magic of the sword.
When Abel thought about it, he suddenly had an idea. He wasn't going to fight the wargon. Since he saw the injury on the wargon's legs, maybe he could have a chance to escape.
When Simon saw that the man, not only was he unwilling to engage in combat but was turning around and running away, he thought to himself, "What a coward that human was".
With little regard to his injury, Simon began to make a chase after Abel.
Originally, Abel thought that since the wargon's leg was injured, he surely would've run faster than the wargon. However, the wagon was still the fastest predator in the Holy continent. Ever since Simon began to chase after Abel, he had been catching up closer and closer to his speed at every second.
Abel estimated his current distance to the wargon. If he used the exploding sword with a three-second wait time, he could cause severe damage, or even kill the wargon. However, with all these forests nearby, with the speed of the wagon, it could use these trees as cover and dodge the majority blast.
The exploding sword only had one attack, the best chance for Abel would've been when the wargon was unprepared for his attack. However, if the first attempt was unsuccessful, the second attempt would be even less likely to succeed as the wargon would've raised his awareness.
Abel took out a crossbow, which was already loaded with an arrow. He immediately looked back and aimed at the head of the wargon and fired. The wargon had extremely precise reaction time, he instantly dodged the arrow. The wargon was now even closer, Abel realized he didn't have any time left to reload his crossbow, so he made a quick decision. Abel threw his crossbow directly at the wargon who was rapidly catching up to him. The wargon's paws caught the crossbow in the air and within seconds, and the crossbow became a pile of trash on the ground. With not much time left, Abel lastly took out the crossbow made by the dwarf. However, he only got the chance to fired it once before it became useless again.
With no more ranged weapons equipped with Abel. The only option now was to use the trees to distance himself from the wargon. Abel kept changing directions, by doing so, he could slowly keep his current distance against the wargon.
As Abel sprinted, Abel quickly caught a glimpse of a familiar sign with the corner of his eyes. He realized that It was the trap he had set earlier…
Simon became more and more frantic. The blood of the Orcs seemed to boil within him. He gave a great shout, and his muscles were immediately all ferociously tensed. It even transformed him from 2 meters large into 2.5 meters.
Simon's speed seemed to change significantly too, Abel suddenly felt the wargon's breathing behind him. When he looked at the sign again, he was already at his trap that he set earlier, he lunged forward as he held his ground between the two traps that were placed on the ground. The front hand of the trap flipped, which turned over the second trap. This allowed Abel to escape the attack from the wargon claw from behind.
The wargon screamed with a cry of "OW ~~", Simon's legs were caught again. As he ran, the chain of the gigantic trap was tied to the tree pole at one end, and the strong pulling force caused Simon to fall onto the ground.
Abel saw the wargon lying down on the ground, and before the wargon's hand could pull open the clamp, Abel had pulled out an exploding sword from the horadric cube. Before the white light flashing in the explosion of the sword, Abel was already on the ground taking cover and the light shield at the waist was tilted in front of him to protect him from the explosion.
Simon saw a bright, shining white sword flying towards him. It was not moving very fast, which surprised him. But at the same time, an instinctive sense of fear arose from the depths of his body.
Then immediately the sword exploded, there was a loud bang, and Abel's shield jingled in front of him. When everything became quiet, he stood up and the trapped wargon was covered in blood. Particularly in the middle of its fear-filled eyes, a hole was gushing out blood, A piece of debris had directly struck the wagon on its head.
Abel approached the wargon. The wargon, who was 2.5 meters in shape, had transformed back to 2 meters upon its' death. Due to the transformation of the wargon earlier, the clothes made from the fur on its' body have broken open and something was protruding outside.
As Abel took out that something from the blood-smeared wargon. It was a sheepskin paper. On the paper was some kind of Orc's text with a map and some strange piece of branding. On the brand was carved with a long-curved horn and a lion's face. The lion looked to have more developed muscles of the body than a normal human, along with sharp claws on its hand followed by a pair of toe shoes. The lion was the god of the Orcs. As Abel investigated further, he found that at the bottom of the brand, there was a star.
If there were orcs here, they would've known the importance of this sign. These were special Orc ability skill cards. Each sign was sealed with a powerful ability. Because most of the orcs had no written language, the Orc gods used this method to preserve these skills, and the Orcs learned their skills through these signs.
The sign that Abel found had another star, this meant there's still another opportunity the special to learn the special Orc ability. Even though It was not known where Simon had gotten the special Orc sign, but the rarity of this orc sign was beyond doubt even for ordinary Orcs.