[counter slash]
- A small amount of mana is consumed, and at the same time, it reflects the opponent's attack and inflicts 300% additional magic damage to the opponent.
Even if he had just that skill, with the memories of his previous life and the skills of Pelas, he would be able to do a lot of things.
'How many records have I set with just that skill!'
Most consecutive uses, most kills, most damage...
Even counting the achievements he had made in his previous life with Counter Slash made his fingers ache.
It was said that such a skill could be used with that ring.
If it didn't shake, it would be even weirder.
Fellas quickly turned his gaze to Baran.
"That ring. I want to buy it."
However, Baran shook his head resolutely without giving a word of room.
"It can't be done. The items for sale are out there, so choose from among them."
However, Pellas had no intention of giving up here either.
A chance to acquire a skill came before my eyes, so how could I give up?
"Grandpa, he said he needed a drink.
"Uh-huh. There are things that can be used for drinking, and there are things that can't be used. Do I look like such a stupid old man?"
Baran answered without even looking in the direction of Pelas.
Pelas crossed his arms and took a step back.
In this situation, it was obvious that if I pushed further, I would not get a positive answer.
For a moment, it was Pelas who thought about wiping it all away by force.
What would be different if I left one more stain on my life that I had lived as a fool anyway?
Besides, this is the center of Count DiMeo's family.
Even if he wiped out at least one weapon point, no one would be able to step out.
However, after thinking that far, Pelas shook his head.
'no. no. If it's a blacksmith who can continue to make things like that...'
He would have been a difficult person to meet.
If he did, it would be like doing a stupid thing like cutting open the belly of the goose that lays the golden eggs.
It would be a great help in the long run to keep it here, if possible, to keep it closer and to support the conditions to make equipment.
First of all, I needed to get that ring.
I had to look for hints.
A hint to dig into Baran's heart.
That would lead Pelas to the Ring of the Sun.
Pelas took another deep breath and looked around the forge.
'It's pretty well organized.'
The forge itself was old or worn out.
However, the objects were all glowing.
Pelas, who came close to them and looked at them without touching them.
'There is not a speck of dust. He seems to care a lot.'
There were craftsmen like that.
They treat the things they create as if they were their children.
Craftsmen who are so precious that they are cherished.
And even in Pelas' memory, Baran was one of those types of people.
Pelas looked back and looked at the other items.
It was the same no matter which item I looked at.
The items here were far superior to those of the weapon shop across the street.
'And overly clean. There is no trace of use.'
Obviously, at the point of playing Winter War 3, the desired series was one of the items that could be obtained easily.
But now it was kept like this.
Something seemed to have happened in the intervening time.
And Pelas needed to advance the moment he would overturn Baran's mind, even if he had to force it.
Because Pelas needed that Ring of the Sun right now.
He glanced at Baran and deliberately clicked his tongue in his ear.
"Tsk."
Baran glanced at him like that.
"Why? Does it get hot when they say they don't sell it?"
"It's just that the items are pitiful."
Baran stopped touching Apel and looked back at Pellas.
"You say my item is pitiful? What do you know?"
Pelas answered, not looking at him but looking at one of the swords.
"It's sharp. It may not reach my sword."
"Certainly your sword is great, but that sword is no less good."
"Yes, but there is not a single scratch."
"Of course. How did I keep it?"
"So that's pitiful."
Baran frowned slightly.
"I can't quite understand what you're saying."
"What was the sword made for?"
"..."
"Isn't it made to be swung?"
Pelas looked at the armor beside him.
"This shield? Wasn't it made to protect someone's life by blocking enemy attacks?"
"What nonsense..."
"The items cannot see the light only when they are enshrined like this."
"What do you say you know about items! I've dedicated my life to items. I know more about my items than you do."
"Ah. I didn't tell you that. I can actually hear Item's voice."
"what?"
Baran's frowning face has now changed to an absurd one.
Pelas proudly continued to lie.
Because he had a penetrating eye, a rare skill no one had.
The penetrating eye revealed all of the item's information to Pelas.
"This shield. You've been retraining it with great care. I'm busy bragging about how strong it is. Oh, and I heard it's your third piece?"
[Baran's Steel Shield]
- Blacksmith Baran's third work.
-Defense +5
Baran's eyes widened at his words.
It was a fact that he did not tell anyone that it was his third work.
Even today was the first time that the shield was shown to others.
Baran couldn't even utter a word at the unbelievable words.
Pelas glanced at him and continued to strike.
"Is your name Baran? This shield speaks for itself."
"...Really? My shield says that?"
Baran asked with a half-fazed face as if he had seen a ghost.
Pelas raised the corner of his mouth in the direction he couldn't see.
It was almost on the verge of falling.
It would have to come down.
Because Baran was originally a person who cared about his items.
Even at the time of playing Winter War 3, he was so excited that he didn't even pay for repairs when asked to fix the series he wanted.
"And the sword over there says it's your eleventh piece."
[Blue Sword of Baran]
- Blacksmith Baran's eleventh work.
-Refined by mixing Aventa, a blue gem.
-attack +5
"And he said that he would be much sharper because he had Aventa in his body?"
"You...what the hell..."
Baran couldn't even speak for a long time.
The refining method of mixing Aventa was also a secret that he had never told anyone.
Frankly, he was confident that he would be the only one making Aventa, even on all continents.
That's why retraining was a difficult skill.
so much that no one could even imagine.
But look at it and figure it out?
It was impossible unless I could really hear the item's voice.
Having lived as a blacksmith all his life, he could be sure.
"I can't believe it, but I can really hear the item's voice."
"I hope you don't go somewhere else and make a fuss. I just said it because your items are so great."
Baran nodded.
Hearing the voice of the item anyway, no matter where he went, he would only hear the sound of a madman, so there was nothing to do.
Now Baran couldn't take his eyes off Pelas.
He wanted to hear the words of the items he had created and created.
"Can you tell me a little more, a little more? What do my items say?"
"Do you want to hear it?"
"Of course! Please!"
"Okay. Listen."
Pelas stood in front of the item and made a concentrated expression as if he were listening to something.
From here on, it was completely the realm of acting.
It was the right time to unleash his hidden acting talent.
After concentrating for a while, he slowly opened his mouth.
All Baran's nerves were focused on Pelas' mouth.
"There is something that the items all say with one voice."
"Something? Something! Let me know!"
"They say thank you for making them."
Pelas threw the groundbath to shake Baran's heart.
To show the truth of what you say.
At Pelas' words, Baran was already smiling as if he had the whole world.
How could he feel bad when he said that the items he had made were thanking him.
To him, those items were his own children, part of his soul.
Pelas studied his expression and prepared his next words.
"And one more."
Baran, feeling better, urged Pelas.
"Something? Is there anything else? Come on, tell me."
Now it was the turn of the main story.
The main point of Pelas.
"They want to be used. They say they want to be active as an item rather than being confined here."
At those words, Baran froze like a plaster cast.
Pelas added the finishing blow here.
he was confident
With this last word, Baran's heart to not sell the item would collapse.
"And through that activity, they say they want to spread the name of their father, Baran, the blacksmith."
Baran felt like he had been hit in the head.
Baran's eyes, which had been frozen for a long time, seemed to become moist, and soon a drop of tear flowed down from the tip of the eye.
"Are you saying that... These wonderful guys? Ahh. I didn't know until now. I embraced them with the feeling of fatherhood, but I didn't know what these guys were thinking!"
Fellas almost felt a little sorry for such an active response.
Of course that is that, and this is this.
Besides, in the end, the series I wanted would spread to the world anyway.
I decided to bury my sorry feelings for a while.
Pelas now walked toward his true goal: the Ring of the Sun.
Pelas standing in front of the ring.
[Ring of the Sun]
-Increases Agility by 10.
! Quest: If you combine this item with a quest item, the following effects will be available. (Quest not completed)
- Upon completion of the quest, the player wearing the ring can use [Counter Slash].
Baran's name was not shown in the description of this ring.
It was probably not the Baran series produced by Baran.
Pelas acted as if he heard Item's voice again.
"This ring is not made by you."
"I can't believe it even when I see it right in front of my eyes. But I can't help but believe it when I figured it out like this. You're right. That ring was left by my master."
"Do you know why I'm interested in this ring?"
"At first I thought it was just because I had some eyes, but now I want to know why."
"This ring and mine are resonating."
Pelas pulled the black moon mark from his finger.
Then they set them side by side beside the sun ring.
Baran came closer with his magnifying glasses and looked at the two rings alternately.
carefully, very carefully.
And slowly.
A quiet smithy where you can only hear breathing for a few minutes.
After a while, Baran looked away and raised his head.
Here, Pellas struck out first.
"I think a blacksmith like you would have recognized it. If those two rings were to become one, how bright it would be."
Baran nodded with a serious expression.
"I see. It's definitely normal, no, maybe something that won't exist again in the world will come out."
"That's why I asked. Could you sell me this ring?"
"hmm..."
Baran crossed his arms and closed his eyes.
Again, he was immersed in his thoughts without saying a word for a while.
Pelas waited for his Django.
noiselessly.
And when the long agony is over.
Baran relaxed his arms and looked at Pelas.
"Still, I can't sell it. I can't sell it...but I'll make a deal instead!"
< Episode 30. Hear the item's voice. >end