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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

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40.4 Day Job

I've dealt with scum like this even before I came to this new world. Hell, I've been a victim of shvt like this once before with a customer giving me a fake bill and I failed to call it out.

 

A sizeable amount was cut out of my allowance for the week after that incident.

 

Walking away from the scammer was the best thing to do in this scenario. I already offered my apologies earlier, I was under no obligation to entertain this shvt for any longer than-

 

"You'll rue this day, peasant!"

Oh, I'll rue this day, indeed, lady.

 

Ignoring the arrogant bvtch, Anna and I made our way out of the market with our dignity still intact. I could tell that my fellow Nenner was still seething as soon as we found ourselves on the outskirts of town, her silence the only thing accompanying me as we made our way back to our inn.