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Smith and Wesen: A Modern Blacksmith's Magical Reincarnation

"You're just a Nenner! A glorified blacksmith! You can't possibly stand up against a Zahler's elemental power!" "As if that'll stop me! A Zahler might have the elements under their control, but that won't matter if I have a Seigel-riddled weapon for every occasion!" ⬛⬛⬛ Wesen... the innate power within that allows a person to manipulate the world around them. While it sounded straightforward enough, Rouge still has a lot to learn if he wanted to harness it for his own benefit. Thankfully, being a standard guy with blacksmithing as a hobby had given him a headstart in the new pseudo-medieval world that he now found himself in. In fact, blacksmithing in general is an integral part of his new life and the Wesen-filled wonders that entailed it. It was a good thing too, especially since it would be the one ticket he had to get out of the servitude of the Empire that insisted on grinding him under its heel. With his newfound power of rune-like Seigels at his disposal, Rouge will take the Matheman Empire by storm as he builds his rebellion into a force to be reckoned with. He will ensure that his fellow Nenners will be free from the Empire's oppressive practises, and he sure as hell will do it if it was the last thing he did. Well, that, and he refused to live in a backwater medieval world for longer than he could manage it. His modern sensibilities demanded proper technology, and he was sure that even his half-complete understanding of modern science will give him the edge he needs to take on a literal continent-spanning Empire. ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ UPDATES: Daily 19:00 JST Twitter: @ChellyArks

ChellyArks · Fantasy
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600 Chs

26.2 Unexpected

"She'll be fine..."

The plan was a simple reconnaissance mission with Lise acting as my liaison while Mathilde showed her the plans for the whole capital city. The Primzahl had assured me that the Royal Library was the least guarded of all the Imperial buildings, and that her presence would ensure that nobody would even question why she was trying to get access to the plans for the city.

"Lise knows what she's doing," I ground my teeth as I reassured myself. "Mathilde's also with her, so nothing's going to happen that would be too dangerous."

I squirmed in my seat as I forced myself to accept the cold hard facts of the matter. Logic was always correct. On the rare occasion that it wasn't, then that was only because of a highly improbable variable that wasn't accounted for...

Oh fvck...

And just like that, I was the harbinger of my own self-assurance as the possibilities ran rampant in my head.