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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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83.7 Reflection

"There there..." I shushed even if my voice was probably louder than it should. "It's fine... yeah? We're just talking..."

 

The girl's choked sobs steadied down as I actually managed to rub her back in comfort. Still didn't know why she cried in the first place, but it still fell to me to soothe the girl either way. It was only proper, after all.

 

'Martyr complex, Master~'

 

Shut up. "Now... What do you want to talk about?"

 

Alset gave me an appreciative smile as she wiped a few tears away from her face, "I... We need to talk..."

 

I returned her smile as a mask to hide my confusion. Okay? "I see. Well, we're relatively alone now. What is it?"

 

The former Primzahl shook her head, "Not that... I mean... Everyone..."

 

Oh? "Okay... It'll have to happen during a stop or something. Do you have-"

 

"No, it has to happen now."