Chapter 602 – 602. Mistletoe (3)
“…”
“What’s the matter?”
On the way down the snowy mountain, Eunhyeon asked Erin as she kept her mouth shut and pondered something in her head.
“No. Just… I wonder how much the sword Hyun-i is planning to make will be worth.”
In the current kingdom, if you compare the price of a metal called mithril with ordinary steel, you need more than ten times the amount even if you get it at a low price.
Mithril’s price should be like that, but I didn’t have to worry about what the price of Orihalcon, a metal that exceeds mithril, was naturally drawn in my head.
Erin recalled that among humans, there are really only a handful of blacksmiths who can handle the metal Orichalcon.
Considering that a weapon made of mithril can be traded for hundreds of gold coins or a few platinum coins, it is worth calling a weapon made of Orichalcon because the number of blacksmiths who can handle it is extremely limited.
‘Didn’t I say that the holy sword called Durandal, the national treasure of Fernias Kingdom, was also made of Orichalcum?’
Erin couldn’t help but stare at Eunhyeon with a bewildered look.
She realized anew that there was a person next to her who possessed the technology to create a weapon that surpassed the holy sword, which was said to be the kingdom’s national treasure.
Even he is none other than her own husband.
It is clear that being outside of the standard by itself is what this person is talking about.
“This… It is not a weapon made for sale.”
Eun-hyeon, who had been concentrating all her thoughts on making a sword suitable for Siete, smiled bitterly.
She did not stop thinking in her head to create the best divine sword that met all the conditions of the blade, length, thickness, weight and hardness of her favorite sword.
It is not enough to say that a weapon made from pure orichalcon without any impurities is worth it, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a sword that can only be crafted once in the world.
Only Shiete could use it, and it was the only divine sword allowed only to her.
It is such a sword that Eunhyeon is trying to make.
‘Maybe it’s even greater than the red moon and blue moon, which are growing little by little as they assimilate with my soul.’
It means that it can transcend Oran’s technology that produced two divine swords, Jeokwol and Cheongwol.
In a word, Eun-hyeon’s attempt to make this equipment is also a challenge to Oran, who taught her metallurgy.
‘In the first place, I have overwhelmingly good materials.’
Although he finally completed Jeokwol and Cheongwol himself, he could not create a work inferior to Oran with Orichalcum, which was not the same and had an overwhelmingly high purity.
“… Hyun-i likes Master so much.”
While she was descending the snowy mountain, Erin suddenly pulled one of her Eunhyun’s arms and held her in her own arms.
At the same time, her lips were pouting and grunting, which seemed to be somewhat disappointing.
“I?”
She herself likes Xie Te?
After hearing Erin’s grunt, Eun-hyeon smiled dumbfounded.
As she stroked her hair, she denied the unthinkable.
“No way.”
“No. I like it very much. Oh Lord!”
However, Erin made a clear assertion.
“If you don’t like it, why are you trying to make me a sword?”
It’s not just an ordinary sword either.
The reason for making the best sword that no one in the world can easily transcend is that he doesn’t even intend to use it himself.
I want to help Siete, and I’m sorry that she didn’t take over her swordsmanship perfectly.
And the longing for him to continue to grow and become his teacher.
Eun-hyeon’s feelings for Siete are very diverse.
“Hyeon-i sometimes goes and acts like an idiot. Who would go to such an effort for someone they don’t like?”
In order to find the best material for making a sword, he visits the northernmost part of the continent, and the final destination of his efforts, which he plans to hammer only for days and nights in the future, is Siete.
Erin was a bit complicated that her feelings weren’t directed at herself or her other wives, but she couldn’t help it this time.
‘Well, since you are that master. I’m sure Illyana-sama is looking after it too.’
It was an undeniable fact that when Siete, who only existed in her soul, was resurrected with the power of the divine beast she possessed, her Eun-hyeon’s heart brightened noticeably.
It was because the death of her teacher, Siete, was carrying a heavy burden on Eun-hyeon’s heart.
“Erin. I think you’re misunderstanding something.”
“Huh?”
“The reason I want to make a sword for you is because I respect you, but the bigger reason is that it’s just easier later.”
“What do you mean?”
“You said it. Make me a sword.”
“It did.”
Erin nodded her head as if she remembered.
She visited the dwarves who were in the middle of restoring the Mo Graf Territory and made an absurd request to make a sword suitable for her, which is the starting point of Eunhyeon and Erin’s journey to the Kurdel Mountains.
“Do you really think that master would be satisfied with a sword made of a common material?”
“…”
Erin couldn’t answer right away.
She belatedly realized that there were dozens of swords that had been broken because she didn’t like them at the dwarf forge in Mo Graf.
Too heavy, too light, too weak in durability, too short in length, and conversely, too long, many swords were broken for unreasonable reasons.
The reason why the Dwarves couldn’t express their dissatisfaction at all was because the masterpieces they had worked so hard to produce could not withstand Siete’s sword attack and broke even once.
She felt sorry for Erin as she watched the dwarves lose their mentality when she instantly destroyed her pride as a race with the best weaponry.
“You have to do it right the first time you make it. You have to be liked by Master once and for all, so that nothing bothering you happens again later.”
The reason why Eunhyeon wanted to pour his all into making Siete’s sword this time with the best materials and the best environment was of course his respect for his master, but that wasn’t the only reason.
Eunhyeon had no intention of accepting Siete’s troublesome tuna a second time.
If you do, you will finish it perfectly with just one attempt so that the voice of dissatisfaction does not even sound.
“…”
Respect for the teacher and annoyance towards the teacher.
Erin didn’t hesitate to ask which one’s heart was prioritizing.
Because she had a strong feeling that she shouldn’t ask.
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“… It’s gone.”
During her experiments, the witch noticed that one of her subjects she had released had become disconnected.
“Is it the snow woman?”
Snow Woman, who was born after continuously contaminating the ghost of a woman dying in a snowy mountain with contaminated mana and mutating it into a specter, was one of the witches’ elaborate experiments.
In the world she was originally in, the snow woman continued to eat humans and grow her power, expanding her own territory, and covering her entire northern part with a snowstorm, she killed a large number of humans. Frozen to death
This time, she also tried to make her follow the same path by catching a suitable ghost in the Kurdel Mountains and transforming it into her specter, but the result was different.
The witch could notice that her snow woman had disappeared, but the witch, who couldn’t figure out who caused her extinction, was lost in her thoughts.
Why was it?
In the previous world, Snow Woman, who easily grew her strength and froze over tens of thousands of humans, was annihilated by someone before she could properly develop her strength in this world.
“Could it be Hyun?”
The possibility that passed through the witch’s mind was that Eun-hyeon might have intervened.
The only difference between the previous world she destroyed and the present world, as far as she knew, was Eun-hyeon’s life and death.
There may have been other variables that she hadn’t considered, but the witch had a strong hunch that this was certain.
The witch was worried that in this world she didn’t have as many cards to play with as she did in the last world.
“… We should advance the plan.”
The number of cards she could use was not increasing, but since she couldn’t predict how much more her silver side’s power would grow in the future, the witch felt the need to revise her plan to take the first attack as soon as possible.
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With more than half of the dwarves already migrating, the dwarf village, which had been fairly quiet, became lively again with the visit of Eunhyeon and Erin.
“Come! You came!”
“The field chief is back!”
The dwarves who discovered Eunhyeon and Erin were excited and spread the news of their return throughout the village.
Just hearing the news in the village is already in a festive mood.
“… Do you like them?”
Erin could not understand why the dwarves were so welcoming to their visit.
“Haha, the bride of the field is not from our tribe, so it’s natural that she doesn’t know.”
Doran, the furthest forward, greeted Eunhyeon and Erin with a chuckle.
Today, when Eunhyeon and Erin visited the dwarf village, is like a festival for them.
The reason is that Eun-hyeon is going to make a sword at the blacksmith’s shop in this village.
He, who has the title of Master of the Thousand and One Nights, leads the whole process of making the sword from start to finish, and for this moment, Doran has selected the ten best blacksmiths in the village in advance.
It is because just participating in the work of the thousand and one night workshop is a great achievement that the ten blacksmiths can boast of to their descendants throughout their lives.
Of course, for the Dwarves who dream of making the best weapon, just watching the Thousand and One Nights’ work from a distance would be a great experience, so my heart couldn’t help but beating.
“Are you ready?”
As Eunhyeon had said before, she asked Doran about the preparations for the smithy.
“All finished. Hearing that the foreman has returned to the village, he immediately set fire to the furnace, so he should probably be able to start working right now.”
“Okay.”
Eunhyun nodded slightly.
“Erin, even if you rest from now on…”
“No. Are you okay. I want to help too.”
Erin shook her head and refused.
Although he was completely unfamiliar with the blacksmith’s metallurgy, there must be something he can help with.
Most of all, since she knew that if Eun-hyeon started working, she would basically beat her hammer for three days and nights without eating or resting, so she had no intention of leaving Eun-hyeon alone.
‘Because it’s just me now.’
Illyana said she was asking for her grace.
That’s why Erin had no intention of relaxing here alone.
“Okay. Okay.”
Understanding what Erin meant, Eunhyeon smiled and nodded her head.
Again she turned her head to Doran and gave the order.
“Guide me. We get to work right away.”
“Okay.”
Doran happily nodded her head.
The dwarves, who finally got a chance to see Eun-hyeon’s long-awaited skill at Cheonil Night Market, rush to the smithy with excitement.
Stepping into the studio filled with the hot heat flowing from the furnace, Eunhyeon took out the pure Orichalcon from her inventory.
“Oh, oh oh… !”
“How can you get that color… !”
“Beautiful! Beautiful!”
“I am… Even if I die now, I have no time…”
“Huh, huh… ! God… !”
The Dwarves who saw Orichalcum firmly fixed on the anvil expressed various emotions, such as admiration, astonishment, love and sigh.
Erin, who was fixing the Orichalcum on the anvil under Eunhyeon’s instructions, saw their reaction as bizarre.
“… What. Scared.”
In her eyes, she must be just a lump of iron with a special energy called divine power, but why is she so enthusiastic about and sighing over a single piece of iron?
“Well, because each person is different.”
Eunhyeon smiled bitterly and summoned the divine weapon in her hand.
[God’s Arms]
[Hammer of Vulcan]
“Seeing people who looked at the periodic table of elements and praised it as the pinnacle of beautiful art, people who couldn’t relate just concluded that they were crazy.”
It’s just a different point of view and a slightly different way of thinking, but if you say that it’s crazy, you might feel a bit sad.
“… What do you mean?”
“There is. Something like that.”
Kaaang!
Eunhyeon left behind Erin’s question, who did not understand her murmur, and hit Orichalcum with the hammer of Vulcan, which infused her divine power.
