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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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79.1 Rush

I nodded gravely as I began to lay out the situation. I didn't care if the twins were barely awake, or if Amelie couldn't understand me with how fast I was talking. What mattered now was that we manage to make this thing move. "Right! As of this moment, Grigori and Aria are currently dealing with three Primzahls."

"What?! Three-"

"Yes, really," I cut off my sister before I continued. "Now, knowing this, we're going to run like our lives depended on it. I don't know if Mathilde could fight them off if she joined the fray, but we're not taking any chances." The occupants of the room understandably all looked at me with dumbstruck expressions. With the only exception of Mathilde, who was looking far more serious than usual as she stood at attention. "We're going to extract both Aria and Grigori from their respective battles and run the fvck away."

"Dame Rouge, may I ask who the Primzahls are?"