MMORPG: Rise of the Primordial Godsmith
chapter-558

Pondering over the question for a bit more, the young man decided to bring up his past memories about the kid to obtain his answer.

As the Grand Marshal of the Zeihardt Sovereignty in his previous life, it went without saying that Edward had obtained that position due to his superb talent in combat. Whether it was the blade, the fist, the arcane arts, it seemed like the man knew how to wield all of them to a great degree, making him an inspiration for many people.

However, to make such a talent bloom in the first place, the amount of time and effort he had put into it was not to be underestimated either.

Rummaging through a few more of the memories he had about the past Edward, the young man eventually arrived at the one he wanted, which pertained to the first weapon Edward had picked up.

"Listen up, Edward. As long as you put in everything into learning the sword, the sword shall never betray you." Hearing voices being spoken as if he were in that situation, Valyr watched an instructor teach the young Edward from his past life the art of the sword, going in-depth through the weapon's basic movements.

Then, moving onto another memory, he watched the young Edward spar with his instructor after his foundation in the sword had been solidified, allowing him to defend against his instructor's attacks with relative ease.

Moving onto yet another memory, the young Edward seemed to have understood a concept regarding the sword, causing his sword to become unrivaled as his journey to becoming a Grand Marshal began.

"The sword, huh." Returning his mind back to reality, the young man had a satisfied smile on his face, thinking about how Edward was now part of their small group. With his plans to create an organization in the future that both NPCs and players would flock towards, such a powerful being in that organization would definitely make it easier.

But of course, he had no plans of making the kid work to the bone or do something along those lines to achieve such goals. If anything, he considered meeting the kid a fortuitous encounter. To him, he was just something that would speed up his plans in the future, a bonus of sorts.

After all, his plan from the start was to do everything on his own.

Then again, with the people he had met in his journey so far…

Such a thought was beginning to change.

"I should probably leave the idea be for the meantime." Pondering over it for a bit more, the young man recalled the conversation he and Wells had before he left. "I'll start working on it once Edward and Wells return from the Experience Pit."

"Of course, I wouldn't be surprised if he still picks up the sword this time around." Letting out a chuckle, the young man took a look at the material he had put into the furnace. Seeing that it had reached its optimal temperature, Valyr went ahead and took it out, placing it gently onto the anvil.

"[Breath of Calm]." Retrieving the Hammer of Beginnings from his spatial bracelet, the young man willed the energy within the hammer to charge, making it give off the feeling of tranquility.

"Alright, time to begin." Then, raising the hammer up above his head, he swung it down onto the hot metal with great force, beginning the forging process of Wells' spear.

…

For a couple of hours, the young man had focused almost all of his attention onto refining the spear tip's shape, ignoring the monotonous sound that resounded throughout the room as he frequently switched between the furnace and the anvil.

With how much time he had taken in refining its shape, what was initially a piece of metal in the shape of a spear tip now looked like a spear tip that even veteran blacksmiths would look at with awe. Though, just as he had become satisfied with the tip's general shape…

"[True Prodigious Blacksmith's Sight]."

"[Hunter's Tracking Eyes]."

Whoosh!

Without hesitation, the young man activated two skills at once, both of which allowed him to peer into his craft's imperfections at a deeper level.

Then, seeing that there were a few areas that did not look right under his new vision, he put in more effort into making sure everything seemed perfect, putting in a few more hours of work into it.

"Alright…" By the time the sun had already gone past its zenith, only then did the young man deactivate both skills, wiping off the sweat from his forehead as he raised up the spear tip with a pair of tongs. Allowing the sunlight to bounce off the spear tip's surface, Valyr briefly felt like he was watching a light display with how smooth the surface of the spear tip was.

"Time to make the shaft…" Satisfied with how the most important part of the spear had turned it, the young man placed it to the side for the meantime, focusing his attention on the other part that made the spear what it was.

"After a quick break." However, at that moment, the young man felt the pangs of hunger, prompting him to finally realize the amount of time that had passed since he began. Bitterly smiling in response to the feeling, the young man headed out of the Blacksmith Guild for a bit to grab a hearty meal, giving his body and mind the time it needed to recover.

"It seems my body wants to eat a bit more." Returning to the workshop he was working at, the young man let out a low sigh, only to let out a chuckle as he heard his stomach make a faint rumble.

Knowing very well that stuffing himself with food would hamper him in the forging process, he inwardly apologized to his body for the meantime as he returned to completing Wells' spear.

…

Unlike the spear tip, Valyr did not take long to make the spear shaft, finishing it within 45 minutes or so.

With its purpose mostly being to act as a grip for the wielder, the young man made sure that the material he used for the shaft was firm and robust, while at the same time being slightly flexible. After that, he put the material into a few treatment processes to improve its strength, carving it into a shaft only after he was done with all of them.

"Time to put the two together." After he had finished making the shaft, the young man placed the spear tip onto one of the ends, tapping it in place with a rubber mallet. Then, to make sure that the tip wouldn't fly away, he then wrapped the part connecting the two with string coated in strong adhesive.

"And… done."

Ding!