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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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75.2 Fabricating

What used to be a prototype car had utterly been transformed into a full-blown armored personnel carrier. I knew it was far from ideal, but any kind of vehicle that can get us from one point to another faster than a horse was pretty much the only goal that mattered. If building an APC meant we could accommodate a bigger engine, then it was probably worth it. Hopefully.

 

"Anna, give this thing a look and tell me that it's ready," I deadpanned at the older Nenner as she stared at the vehicle. "I assure you, we're doing everything we can to optimize its performance."

 

"I know, and I'm sure that your work will be impeccable as always," the once-princess gave off a determined look. "Wait a bit..."

 

With a keen eye, the other Nenner began her inspection of the machine. Being a massive behemoth of a tank, the APC was made entirely of steel. A bad decision in hindsight, but at least I was sure about the thing's durability.