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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

ChellyArks · 奇幻
分數不夠
600 Chs

32.1 Disaster

LISE

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Everything was going to hell and back right now.

Lise hadn't meant to shun Rouge's correspondence earlier, having been too busy with her own part of defending herself when he called for her. Each agonizing second of not responding to him only increased the anxiety in her heart as his tone became more and more tired and defeated with each message.

It only made things worse when the Primzahl she was trying to fight off taunted her with his know-it-all attitude and annoying calculations.

"That's what you get!" she shouted at her opponent as she stabbed her Entshcluss straight through the fvcker's abdomen, the blood and guts oozing out of the prick giving her a sense of sick satisfaction as she drove her sword even further in. "Leave us alone!"

"A-as expected. You think... I didn't plan for this?" the white-haired Primzahl smirked despite the sword sticking out of his stomach. "You're right where I want you."

"What?!"