Craft Training

"Your evolution is based off of what you do and study! So I can't say anything! Hahahah."

Lovo was speechless. Not a single helpful hint?! Well it's not the end of the world. Karik did help and give him some guidance. He know had multiple goals and how to advance himself. Thinking ahead he should plan what classes his skeleton should become and use some of the bones in the other room to make armor and weapons not only for them but him also.

"No go. Go learn and come back. I must do calculations in my head."

The skull Karik inhabit closed its jaw as he went into a mental sleep to think.

Lovo shrugged it off assuming Karik was just an eccentric person. He walked off and pulled a random book out of the bookshelf. He flipped it open and began reading.

He quickly started flipping through pages. He put it back and opened another. Flipping through this one he put it away and pulled out a new book. He did this nearly 10 more times. He couldn't read the language that was used.

'Are you kidding me?! That stupid Skull.'

Just as he was about to throw the book at the floating skull a notification popped up.

[Forbidden Dark Speech: 1%]

'Oh well that's new! Seems like I can stupid this. It's going to take quite a while to learn. Ah well. I should focus on what I can do here and now before moving on.'

Lovo lead his skeletons back to the dungeon and ordered them to round up all the bones scattered around. Each skeleton had its arms filled with bones. They all went back to the armory as it was a fitting room for Lovo's plan. Thankfully the only table in the room could hold the pile of bones. Even though it didn't look like it could.

"I need you all to stand against the wall so I can think" Lovo ordered his skeletons.

Looking over he has 1 Blood Skeleton and 3 normal Skeletons. He knows that the weapons they use will judge their subclasses in the future. And he knows that he will eventually need an army to protect his town.

"Now I need a commander, guards, spell caster, warriors, assassins, archers, elite guards, and cavalry. I know that's not everything but all I can think of that I would need in the near future."

Lovo turned to face his Skeletons.

"No you three are going to take listen to Julki. He is going to be in charge if I'm not around."

The other 3 skeletons all turned to look at Julki standing what Lovo thought was proud.

"Now since that is out the way. What do to about the rest of you?"

The 3 remained skeleton just stood still unable to speak or add any input.

"I need to break this down. I have no idea how to cast spells so Mage for them is out the window. I don't need anyone assassinated so scratch that off. Elite guards will be when I actually have to worry about someone hunting me down. No skeletal horses so no cavalry. Just leaves me with guards, warriors and archers. I think I'll get one of each. Although, I should start with a warriors weapon as it might be the easiest."

Lovo walked back to the table and grabbed some bones. 2 femurs and a unla and radius.

'Now Kirak said I just use my necrotic energy to manipulate the bones.'

Lovo closed his eyes and focused on the bones informs of him. He tried to feel his energy inside him. Sensing it was stored in his stomach he tried to channel it through his body. It was an odd sensation. Almost like he could feel like he was trying to take over his bodies natural function by pumping his own blood. His body temperature started to rise as he could feel his stomach start to feel warm before it traveled up to his arms and to his hands. Once he had the energy in his hands he ejected it out into the bones.

*BOOM*

The bones in his hands shattered into millions of pieces!

"Well fuck. I guess I shouldn't just eject the energy out."

Once again Lovo found the same bone pieces and closed his eyes. Channeling his mana from his stomach, through his arms, to his hands before slowing letting it out into the bones.

He waited a few minutes trying to gauge how much mana he was letting out. Shortly after he felt his hand covered in a hot boiling liquid. He quickly opened his eyes and flung the liquid from his hands.

[4 damage taken]

"What the fuck!?"

Looking back down at his hands and the walls he realized what happened. His necrotic mana is like the heat of a furnace. Too much and the bones explode, too little and he just melts the bones completely. He needs to find the sweet spot to make the bones as malleable as possible to reshape them.

"Man this is weird!"

He went back into this bone pile and found more of the same bones he needed. This time he didn't close his eyes. He focused on the movement of his mana and channeled it through and into the bones. Focusing on them he began to notice the bones started to mimic plastic. He could bend and twist them into shapes before the he stopped his mana to let it 'cool' and take shape.

He took the femur bones and melded them together. Almost like a blacksmith he smoothed the connecting joints seamlessly. He gauged out a large enough handle to two hand and heated his hand back up leaving an indent. He then started to brush his hand creating a single edge blade. Having a spark of inspiration he had Julki find toe bones and bring him some. Lovo began taking these bones and adding them to the blade making it thicker. He originally wanted to make a two handed great-sword but thought a two handed falchion would be cooler and deadlier.

Once the blade was finished and sharpened with his heated hand he started to work on the handle, cross guard and hilt. Taking the ulna and the radius he heated his hand and wrapped the two around the indent he made earlier. With these two he made a cross guard. It wasn't the best, but he tried. For the handle he heated both hands and just melted his hand prints into the section. Just lightly enough to allow for perfect grip. For the hilt he once again had Julki grab a thumb bone and finger bone. He positioned them at the very end and shaped them into someone measuring something. Heating his hands he melded the two bones into the sword.

Picking it up he was proud of his first work!

[Bone Falchion: Damage 15.

1% chance to cut off a limb.

Weapon Grade: D-]

"A fucking D MINUS?! What the hell do you have to do to get an A?!"

Lovo held his head down defeated by this. He spent over 2 hours working on this sword and lost precious bones he would need later. And he didn't even get a crafting skill he wanted.

'Guess I'll have to make more things.'

"You there" he randomly points to a skeleton. "You will be called Atlas and you will wield this." He handed over the falchion to Atlas. It almost fell over grabbing the sword. It was much heavier then it expected. Lovo chuckled to himself watching Atlas struggle to carry this sword. 'If only he knew the struggle that weighed on his shoulders.'

'Okay now I have a pretty good idea how to make a sword. If I'm going to have a guard or basic soldiers I should have one of each damage type; slashing, piercing and bludgeoning. Since the bow is piercing and that falchion is slashing I should make a mace or something for the next Skeleton. Oh! And definitely a shield.'

Now having a much better idea how to make weapons things went quicker. He only spent an hour making a mace for his next soldier. All he used was an entire skeletal arm, 3 more bone hands and a skull. He wrapped the hands around the skull, melded them together to create the mace part. He then proceeded to meld the joints on the arm together and smoothing them out. Once again he used his heated hands to make an indent for a grip.

[Bone Mace: Damage 12

1% chance to break armor.

Weapon Grade: D-]

"Ugh!! Same grading!! Fine whatever. On to the shield."

First he started with a rib cage and other miscellaneous bones. First he heated his hand and started to bend the ribs closer to the spine like he was trying to open it up from the inside. He then bent the ribs to almost a right angle. He then melded two hands inside the rib cage along the spine to give the shield a grip to hold. With the ribs spread apart he slowly added more bones between each rib till it was all one solid piece.

[Bone Shield: Protection 10

1% chance to block 100% damage

Weapon Grade: D-]

"Fine. It's not bad considering I'm level one."

[Skill acquired:

Bone Manipulation Craft lv 1]

"Finally! You over here!" Lovo pointed to a skeleton without any weapons.

"You shall be know as Bulwark. Steadfast defender haha!"

The skeleton picked up the shield and the mace. It held the shield in its right hand and swung the mace to rest on its left shoulder.

"Huh. I guess you were left handed when you were living. Interesting." Bulwark turned around and stood back in line.

"Hmm. I wonder if it would be better to make a tower shield for Bulwark? I think I'll do that another day. I'm limited on bones right now. Now. On to the bow."

Now that Lovo had the skill he had a much better image in his head. "I guess having this skill makes it clearer to have a vision and then recreate that vision." He looked around and grabbed two complete arms, dozens of fingers and nearly two dozen ulnas and radiuses. Lovo felt more proficient in making weapons now that he had the skill.

He quickly heated his hand to cut a radius bone in half and connected it on either side to the arm bones he had. Connecting them at the wrist he took a finger and made an indent for the skeleton to not only grip but somewhere to notch arrows. Arranging the hands in a position that mimicked someone casting a blue energy beam attack with 5 syllables. The then melded the joints on the arms together but made sure they were at an angle like a bow. Once he had that done all that was left was the arrows and the string. Which was the hardest part. He took dozens of finger bones and combined some together to make them fatter before hollowing them out. Like a Russian nesting doll he tried to fit a finger inside one another, but also making sure they connected together at the tops and bottoms. His vision was having fingers inside one another and in a resting position it looked like a single bone connected each edge of the bow. When someone pulled back the finger bones would extend out from each other to allow it to fire back. Once that was all finished he looked at his work for grade.

[ Shoddy Bone Longbow: Damage 20

5% chance to break with each draw.

Str requirement 40

Weapon Grade: F+]

"Are you serious?" Lovo let out a defeated sigh.

"I guess bows made from bows are just too complicated for me. That chance to break is crazy. And that strength requirement is pretty high. I can barely use it."

He then started working on the arrows from all the ulnas and radius's he had.

[Bone Arrow: Damage 5

5% chance to break on hit

Weapon Grade: F]

"You" He called out to the last regular skeleton. "I'm sorry Strider. This weapon is going to be bad. I don't expect you to hit anything but rather train. Next time I'll make javelin's. Might be easier."