Abe the Wizard

Abel quickly turned around to see if anyone was watching him. Then, after he decided that it was safe, he took out the 700 pound giant hammer Master Morry gave him from his portal bracelet. His best tool was the dark golden Horadric Malus, but he had been keeping that in the dark world.

After he got his tools ready, he began to take out the first weapon that he had to fix. It was the magic knight’s lance. After he took it out from his portal bag, he checked the spot that had been scraped off. Countless data started popping up inside his head. The world stone fragment was helping him come up with multiple ways of repairing this weapon.

After he picked the most ideal plan, he decided to throw the lance inside the furnace first. If it was about fixing magic weapons, the most important thing to consider was the strength of the heat. He couldn’t heat the lance for too long, because that was going to destroy the energy protection device that was installed on the rune.

He had to be careful and precise. One bad move and the rune pattern would be in a worse state than before. That was not really an issue for him, though. In his eyes, the change in temperature happened very slowly. Before the lance was about to glow in red, he was fast enough to take it out of the furnace.

Then, he began to hit the lance with his massive hammer. He was hitting where the missing chunk was supposed to be. Because of how perfect the angle of his hit was, he was able to seal the opening with just one strike. Even the rune lines that were separated were reconnected because of this.

A smile appeared on Abel’s face. To his knowledge, he was the only one who could fix magic weapons like this. If he had made a mistake there, the repair procedure would’ve been a whole lot more complicated than before.

Instead of paying any attention to how hot the lance was, Abel grabbed onto it with one of his hands. He wasn’t going to dip it inside cold water because the weapon was not a newly-forged one. As far as he was concerned, the most important thing was to reactivate the rune that was once destroyed.

Under the guidance of his power of the Will, the energy that was inside the fire magic gemstone traveled towards the rune. Then, under a flash of red light, a light sound came out of the lance.

“It’s done,” Abel said softly.

Over at a room nearby, Master Bismuth was hammering a rough base by himself. He could hear the sound of the magic weapon that’s been repaired. As soft as the sound was, he was experienced enough to notice what it was.

Someone was fixing a magic weapon! Master Bismuth found that very shocking. Apart from himself, there was only one person who was capable of doing this, and that person was not at the blacksmith department right now.

With that in mind, he started looking around him. He didn’t see anyone special. There were some familiar wizards that were doing their practice. Other than that, it was just the regular blacksmiths that were doing their jobs.

Wait, no. There was also Abel. Master Bismuth was four furnaces away from him, but he knew right away. Abel was holding a magic weapon in his hand.

Abel was still observing the knight lance he repaired. Even upon a closer look, he couldn’t find any mark that indicated that the weapon was damaged before. It was probably because of his massive hammer. His hit was so powerful that it had affected not just the lance’s external part, but also its internal structure.

98%– that was the degree to which Abel could tell that the magic knight’s lance was repaired. Actually, even if the knight’s lance was never damaged, it would probably still hold 98% of its original power. Anyways, he wasn’t exactly a perfectionist. Now that he’s filled the quota, he was ready to move on to his next piece.

Next up was a magic knight’s big sword. The blade was split into halves, which, under normal circumstances, would mean that the thing was basically unusable. The ones who recovered it probably had no knowledge in forgery, so they just decided that they could leave inside the Miracle City warehouse.

There was something that Abel had missed. If he couldn’t fix a certain weapon, he was free to exchange for any ones that he felt that he could. If he could only fix swords, he could just pick 10 swords out of the warehouse. That was what most blacksmiths chose to do. They would only learn to fix a new weapon type if they were already confident with another one.

That was the tricky part of the job. Inside the warehouse, there were all sorts of weapons that were damaged to different degrees. Still, no matter what conditions they were in, the rewards were all the same for repairing them. This was why there were fewer people that were taking this job. By this point, almost all the weapons that were easy to fix were all finished. The ones that were still in the warehouse were all very hard to fix. Or, the ones who could fix them just weren’t that confident–w

Master Bismuth was watching him handle it. He shook his head as he saw Abel picking that piece. In fact, he was the one who had announced that it was impossible to fix that.

Meanwhile, Abel was starting to sense that someone was watching him. He didn’t mind too much, though. Even if the person could see the techniques he was using, it would be impossible for them to mimic him.

First up, Abel threw the two broken parts into the furnace. After he did, he started pumping more air into the furnace with his leg. He was also tying the rune lines back with his power of the Will. To decrease the temperature of the part where the rune was, he decided to inject chilling mana into the furnace. This way, he could prevent the rune from overheating.

As for the sword’s two broken parts, he had to make sure that the heat was enough to make them malleable. He was using both cold and heat at the same time. For most people, it’d be impossible to control the two at once, which was why Master Bismuth announced that it was impossible to fix this sword.

Speaking of which, Master Bismuth found it weird that Abel even bothered to try. Even if he could reconnect the broken sword, its durability and strength would’ve still been a lot worse than before. That would be the case even if the sword was not a magic weapon.

After Abel was done heating up the broken parts, he took them out of the furnace and reconnected them on an anvil. Then, by pressing down with his left, he raised his giant hammer with his right.Again, he took full advantage of his perfect precision. If it was someone else that was using the same amount of force as him (if they managed to possess the same strength as him), they would’ve destroyed the anvil instantly. He had very good control, however. By focusing just on the broken part, he managed to keep his power balanced.

Technically, what he did was not something that the blacksmiths taught him. It was a method that the knights used, and with the help of his world stone fragment, he was no longer limited to using specific techniques in certain situations. If he found something he could use, he could always think outside the box.

Clang.

Clang.

Clang.

After three hits, Abel held the knight’s big sword up with his hand. Master Bismuth was dumbfounded. With almost no effort at all, he guided the energy in the magic gemstone into where the rune was.

And that sound again–the sound of a magic weapon being reactivated. At the same time, Master Bismuth was walking very fast towards Abel.