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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

78.7 Ambush

"The Dame Blutmond's right, Rouge," Grigori chimed in. "As it stands, we are ill-equipped to take them on. Herr Vektor is infamous for his ability to keep his distance, something that we both need to do as combatants to deal damage."

 

My mind took Grigori's comments about this Herr Vektor and ran with it. Judging from his name and what the older man said, I could surmise that this bald bastard could control air in some way. Cause there was no way that he could go all Accelerator and control Vektors like an untouchable maniac. Which meant that...

 

Fvck, he really might be untouchable.

 

"Right, I get your points," I echoed out to my two companions. "Any idea on how to get out of this?"

 

Without warning, Mr. Bald suddenly shot forth with his spear pointed straight at me. The distance between us and them was supposed to be rather generous, and yet he still managed to get to me in under a fvcking second!