Chapter 302 - Show them some color to see (1/2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Really…” Garza seemed to be in his forties. With his tanned skin, he looked like a copper tower, overwhelming others with just his presence. Lin Li felt especially suffocated, for he could clearly feel a strong Combat Energy emitting from the middle-aged blacksmith, whose presence felt as stifling as a wall. Lin Li knew that he was definitely a true high-ranking warrior, and Macklin might only best him by a hair’s breadth capability-wise…
The Breezy Plains was indeed far more exciting than Jarrosus…
“It seems you don’t wish to say it…” The middle-aged blacksmith held the rainbow adamantine machete in his hand, and casually flourished it in the air before saying, “That’s alright, I’m not interested in this machete, anyway. Honestly, I wouldn’t have interfered if you hadn’t doubted me earlier, but now it seems I have no choice but to do so…”
“M-Master Garza, I-I… that’s not what I meant…” How could Kaman not understand what he meant? Garza was the most authoritative blacksmith in Doland, so how could he allow others to question his ability? He had questioned Garza appraisal earlier, so wouldn’t that mean doubting Garza’s ability? Kaman really wanted to slap himself for this—just why did he have to doubt Garza’s skills? Wasn’t that asking for death?
Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything…
“Well, let me show you what a weapon forged of rainbow adamantine should look like…” Garza said, and slowly retrieved a single-handed sword from around his waist. From afar, the single-handed sword looked dull as though it had been lying in the ashes. n.o.body would spare it a second glance if it was not being held in the hands of the most influential Smithing Master in Doland.
Perhaps only Lin Li knew that the single-handed sword was indeed forged of rainbow adamantine…
Of the rare magical metals, rainbow adamantine was the most unstable and easily affected by external factors. While a weapon forged of rainbow adamantine looked dull at first, it would glow with rainbow colors once mana and combat energy were channeled into it.
Just like this single-handed sword…
“A weapon forged of rainbow adamantine has many magical attributes, each with its own color…” Garza channeled a bit of Combat Energy into the single-handed sword he held. In an instant, the shop was glowing with the colors of the rainbow, filling it with an air of lavishness…
“Well, Kaman, I did not wrong you, did I…” Lasorick took over with a sinister air.
“I…” Kaman paled as he looked at the single-handed sword in Garza’s hands before looking at the crystal-clear machete…
The machete lay quietly and shone in the bright afternoon sun. The blade was crystal-clear, not a trace of color or imperfection. At any other time, Kaman would have marveled at that—such a sharp machete…
Now, however, Kaman had no tears left to cry…
As the most authoritative blacksmith, Garza’s words were the final say. If even he had said that weapons forged of rainbow adamantine were dull, then the machete he had sold was almost certainly a fake…
W-what was he going to do now?
He would be in big trouble for selling Young Master Lasorick a fake!
I’m doomed…
Kaman felt completely hopeless now. If he’d known this would happen, he would have never agreed to sell the four pieces of magical equipment. It did not earn him much, but it was about to cost him his life. How could he fool Young Master Lasorick? If Anjay was involved, then it would really be the end for the Rosen Union. Master Garza too. d.a.m.n it, I must have been blind to doubt him! If every blacksmith in Doland came after me, I would be dead…
As Kaman wallowed in regret, Lin Li emerged from the crowd with a smile. “It seems Master Garza is quite knowledgeable about rainbow adamantine…”
“Who are you?” Lasorick frowned as he glared at Lin Li with his beady eyes. Anyone who knew him would be able to tell that he was on the verge of exploding. How dared this rascal not know his place and interrupt him while he was confronting someone? Does he take me for a joke?
While the middle-aged blacksmith said nothing, he frowned as well. Clearly, the most authoritative blacksmith of Doland did not enjoy having his conversation interrupted.
Kaman, however, could not hide his happiness.
He knew very well that only the young mage who forged the machete could save him…