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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

55.8 Vines

My brows furrowed as my mind tried to decipher the terms she just used. It sounded like she was calling us dishonorable, and that we were spies if I was translating this right and not just pulling words out of my ass. She really hated our guts, didn't she...

 

"We're not Imperial spies, Madame," I reasoned hoping that maybe, just maybe, we could still get out of this mess without fighting the mysterious plant Zahler. "We're just passing through."

 

"And yet you kill and destroy?!" the woman yelled, her anger apparent as a strange pressure seemed to come off of her. "With your Elementalism, Numérateur?!"

 

Hoo boy... "I had to defend my sister, Madame," I defended, my stomach already churning at a speed that made me able to cast my power. "Surely, you'd understand."

 

The woman only laughed at my words, "And I'm sure you will understand that I will not believe the lies of an Imperiale such as yourself!"