Chapter 440
『 The time limit to produce an item is 8 hours! Blacksmiths, please only use the production method and materials you were given! 』
The National Competition's 17th day .
The blacksmith production game began . Originally, this was a minor event . But after Grid announced his intention to participate, the situation reversed . It attracted attention comparable to the team events . The blacksmiths participating in the event felt gratitude towards Grid .
'Thanks to Grid, our value has been raised . '
'Thank you for sacrificing yourself for us!'
What if the people watching around the world saw the brilliant work of the advanced blacksmiths that made an item better than a legendary blacksmith? The blacksmith's reputation would surely soar into the sky . Each item they produced would become a premium and the value would skyrocket .
The eyes of the blacksmiths heated up as they planned to make Grid a sacrifice . Most of them believed themselves to be 'craftsman,' so they were very proud and didn't feel any fear towards Grid . Grid relied on his class, while they had technique .
On the other hand, Grid was looking at the production method and materials common to all participants .
[Production Method: Longsword]
Rating: Normal ~ Legendary
An ordinary longsword .
A distinct disadvantage it that anyone can use it easily and comfortably .
User Restriction: Level 300 or higher . Intermedia Sword Mastery level 7 . 1,500 strength .
The making of the longsword was plain and simple, without anything special . It was good that it was simple . Grid had produced thousands of longswords, so he could make it with his eyes closed . However, Grid wasn't careless . The element that had a greatest effect on the result of an item was luck!
What would happen if he carefully made a longsword? There was a possibility that the result would be a normal sword due to his bad luck . Grid had experienced this thousands of times already!
'It would be different if I could change the production method . '
Grid had accumulated experience and knowledge by making thousands of items . He used that experience and knowledge to change the production method . Grid's true skill that no one else could do was minimizing the disadvantages of a production method with his own interpretation and highlighting the advantages .
But this time, the rule was to follow the production method . Therefore, Grid couldn't show off this skill . He was shaking with nerves .
'This is the organizer's manipulation . . . '
It was clear that the rule was made to purely control him . Due to that, the legendary blacksmith had to feel tension against blacksmiths who hadn't even reached the ranks of a craftsman . The world was unfair .
"Hahh, shi . . . these evil people . Does it make sense to give a legendary blacksmith a penalty every time?"
Grid barely suppressed his urge to curse . A boy came near him as fire started burning in the furnace . It was a pleasant looking boy with a bright smile .
His ID was Steng . He was 2nd on the blacksmith rankings .
"Grid, it's been a long time!"
"I agree . "
It was already 2 years . When Irene had just been appointed as rule of Winston, Grid participated in the auction at the lord's castle and briefly met Steng .
"I was so surprised when I learned later that you were a legendary blacksmith! It's a truly delightful and glorious memory!"
"I remember . . . Are you still training under the NPC?"
Steng was a very bright boy . His positive energy was overflowing, making Grid like him . Steng shook his head at Grid's question .
"I have been independent since last year and now I'm operating a smithy alone . "
"You're running a smithy alone?"
"Yes! I direct the production and circulation of items so that I can provide consumers with quality items at a reasonable price . I'm also making a higher profit!"
It wasn't going through an auction house or merchants, so there was less of a burden from sale commissions .
'Is this good?'
Running a smithy was pleasurable in many ways for a blacksmith . If Grid hadn't joined up with the Tzedakah Guild, he might be running a smithy now .
"Do you make a lot of money?"
He estimated that Steng was around 18 years old . Based on the fact that he was British, he might already have a license .
'With these looks and driving a supercar, he can change lovers every week . . . !'
Grid had a bias towards good looking people, making him feel envious . Steng scratched his head and shrugged .
"Hehet . . . I can support my grandmother and my sister on behalf of my deceased parents . I'm always happy and thankful for this fact . "
" . . . "
Somehow, Grid felt like he hadn't grown up yet . As soon as he made a fortune and cleared his debts, Grid bough a 800 million won car! He coughed while the temperature of the furnace reached the ideal level . Steng watched Grid pouring in iron ore and clapped with admiration .
"Amazing! Your ability to adjust the fire is spectacular!"
Apart from Grid, the other blacksmiths hadn't been able to start smelting iron ore yet . Adjusting the furnace to the desired temperature was simple and easy for him .
'I think your skills are much worse than mine . '
Grid clicked his tongue . Steng and the other blacksmiths weren't able to handle the fire as well as Panmir, the 1st ranked blacksmith who talked highly at the press conference . Panmir was so sloppy that he couldn't be compared to Khan!
'This is the first ranked blacksmith . '
It was a disgrace to be nervous about dealing with someone with such low techniques . Grid shook his head and started to concentrate on smelting the iron ore . The impurities in the melted iron ore were filtered out, the orange molten iron emerging from the furnace was brilliant and beautiful .
Gawking .
The eyes of the blacksmiths watching Grid widened .
'How can he draw out molten iron with such high purity?'
'So quickly . . . !'
'The power of his class!'
The blacksmiths admired and denied it . The reason for Grid's excellent smelting skill wasn't his experience and techniques, but a skill of his class . However, Steng thought differently as he watched from beside Grid .
'This is Grid's pure talent!'
Grid's movements were of the highest quality . Steng was 2nd on the blacksmith rankings, meaning he could recognize that such movements weren't possible by relying on the auto production system .
'Grid is also doing manual labor!'
Steng's enthusiasm grew . The legendary blacksmith was showing his true abilities, stimulating Steng . He wanted to do his best to compete with Grid and grow more from this experience .
"Grid! I look forward to going against you!"
"In any case, it's a game of luck . "
Steng smiled cheerfully and also finished smelting his iron ore . Grid felt surprised by the skill that was different from Panmir and other blacksmiths, causing him to tremble as he once again felt the absurdity of the world .
'This kid . . . A person who isn't a legendary blacksmith has such talent!?'
It was also important to have innate talent . Life was also about talent .
'How comfortable would I be if I had a talent?'
As he recalled his past, Grid started hammering like crazy .
Chaaeng! Chaaeng!
" . . . !"
Steng, who was making a frame for the sword shape prior to forging, was surprised . It was because Grid didn't put the molten iron into the frame . Rather, he chilled it in water and started hammering at it on the anvil .
'Going ahead with forging without the shape?'
Pouring the molten iron into the frame was important for the shape . No, it was an essential process . For a longsword like they were making now, the frame was required to balance the shape of the blade . Yet Grid omitted that process! He just held it with tongs and started hammering at it .
'What? Surely he hasn't given up on the game?'
Steng lost concentration because of his agitation . He couldn't focus on the quality of his forging as he stared at Grid . It was because the shape wasn't made by the frame . Rather, the shape was gradually appearing under Grid's fingertips .
"Wow . . . "
Grid's skill transcended common sense . It was more amazing than any NPC Steng had met during his quests . Steng could indirectly guess how many items Grid had made in the meantime .
'People have misunderstood!'
Was it that easy to be the best in a field? It was impossible to be the best simply by luck . Thus, Steng couldn't understand or recognize the prejudice of those who dismissed Grid's abilities as luck simply because he was a legendary blacksmith . And he was sure of it at this moment .
To reach this place, Grid had been working harder than anyone else! As Stein was feeling thrilled, Grid reheated the steel that was in the shape of a blade and kept forging . This was repeated a few times, increasing the strength of the steel . It was also done three times faster than ordinary blacksmiths .
'Amazing . . . ! You're really amazing!'
Steng was convinced .
"Grid, you are a genius who also puts effort in! I respect you!"
" . . . ?"
A genius?
Grid scoffed because it was one of the silliest things he had heard . Grid didn't know . From the moment he overcame his lacking talent, he had already crossed the wall of mediocrity .
***
"Isn't this surprisingly interesting?"
"It's exciting . "
8 hours of making items . People thought it would be boring . Nobody imagined it would be fine to watch blacksmiths hammering in front of a fire for 8 hours . But the situation was different . Despite producing the same items with the same ingredients, the blacksmiths showed different methods of working and it was great to see them working up a sweat in front of hot flames .
The commentator's witty comments during the work also made it not boring . They sat with friends, family, or lovers and 8 hours passed in a flash .
『 The participants have started to complete their items! 』
『 Ohh . . . ! Look at that glistening sword! Amazing! 』
The swords that the 23 blacksmiths made got a close-up in turn . The basic appearance was the same, but each sword was slightly different .
『 Hey! The 1st ranked Panmir and 2nd ranked Steng have made unique rated swords! The other blacksmiths also made epic rated or rare rated swords with added options . . . Eh? 』
The information of the swords were disclosed to the audience and viewers . The MC who entered the stadium and checked the longswords was confused .
『L-Legendary blacksmith Grid was the only one who made a normal rated sword . . . ? 』
"Normal?"
The viewers doubted their ears as the camera zoomed in on Grid . Whether he knew it or not .
"Shit . . . "
Grid's expression distorted and he eventually couldn't resist cursing .
The world was in turmoil .
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