Chapter 137 - The Legendary Blacksmith (1/2)
{Go to the comments of the last chapter to see what the red-haired woman looks like}
Central Enchanted Forest - Hut
Within a large hut that looked like a winter resort in Norway rather than a hut in the middle of an enchanted forest, with just as many undiscovered creatures that can kill you as there are discovered creatures that can't. This is usually due to the fact that a very small amount of people can survive and encounter a creature of the forest, and the man in the hut was one of them.
Animals all around can be seen inching away from the hut, as if the thing inside it was more terrifying than it is tasty.
Within the hut, a rhythmic metal clanging sound can be heard, continuously clanging as if it had a melody of its own. For some, the clanging might seem annoying, but this rhythmic clanging was like music to the ears of the perpetrator and probably every blacksmith out there with enough experience and love for their jobs.
Within a room made out of both concrete and metal, the scenery was only lit by the lights of the burning furnace that made the metal in the room scorching hot, and the water makes bubbling sounds.
A single man, 4ft 5, could be seen lifting his arm up before smashing it down with a loud clang onto the metal beneath his hammer. The metal was scorching red/orange, yet it was extremely sturdy even though it was on the brink of becoming a molten liquid, a bit like magma.
*CLANG* *CLANG* *CLANG* *CLANG*
The man who constantly hammered down had short red-brown hair that was no more than an inch long. He wore a buzz-cut proudly, while his fiery red eyes glimmered every time he threw his hammer down at the metal, while his bronze tanned muscles flowed in synchronization with interlinking movements. They were bustling with power and strength, yet his arms were a bit lopsided, his right arm is larger than his left.
”Yeah... I mean, I do think one day I might have a better time, but I'm getting a little old you know?”
*CLANG*
”Yes, I know you will always love me no matter how old I am, and I will always appreciate that, but not everyone is the same babe”
*CLANG*
”Yes, yes... I know... No matter how long I live, you will always be the person I love most.”
*CLANG*
”Come on babe, we talked about this! Don't compare yourself to her...”
*CLANG*
”BABE! You can't ask me that kind of question!”
*CLANG*
”I am not going to tell you who is hotter. It would bring up more problems”
*CLANG*
”NO! It's not because you are less hot, it's just that I don't like comparing..”
*CLANG*
”OKAY YES, SHE MIGHT BE A BIT HOTTER! But I have you now! That damned paladin might have taken her away, but I have you now!”
*CLANG*
”Oh what? You're not going to talk to me anymore? Hmph”
Right now, the man who was continually hammering down on a piece of metal was currently glancing at a sword he had created. He labeled it 'my best creation' even though, 'she' was his second-best creation. His best creation was given to the paladin, and it was a lance that was considered to a be Legendary Grade SSS weapon that is rumored to part the skies with a stab or destroy an army with a single swing.
*Ding* *Ding*