"Squee~"
The burning-hot blade fell upon the spread-out Earth Dragon leather on the ground. After descaling and tanning, the leather made from the Earth Dragon's hide was easily cut open by the sharp blade, as if it were a thin sheet of paper.
Bard wiped the sweat from his forehead with one arm, while his three other arms continued working.
Creating a set of dragon leather armor was not an easy task, and the knife in his hand was no ordinary knife. Carved with special magical runes, the blade possessed the dual effects of "Sharpness" and "High Temperature." It was only with the strength unique to those of Upper Rank that he could barely cut through the dragon leather.
In one go.
Bard casually tossed the knife into a barrel. The high temperature ignited the air in an instant, causing the empty barrel to burst into flames, the enormous noise attracting frequent glances from the others around.
