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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

31.2 Final Solution

Predictably, the phoenix rolled her eyes at me, as was her prerogative based on her tone. And speaking of tone, hearing this bird constantly making bird noises and still somehow parsing words through them was kind of cool, I guess. I would've liked to hear actual words, but I guess that was just my mind having some kind of quirk that made this phoenix act like some kind of diva.

*SQUAWK!*

"You are one and don't even try to deny it," I quickly shot back. "On top of you looking down on me and acting all high and mighty, you pass all the checks to being a grade-A diva."

To my surprise, the phoenix actually recoiled at my words. This was... This was surreal.

*squawk...*

My eyes widened at the change of tone. Did she just say she was sorry? "...Look, I know things sound like-"

*Whoosh!*