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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

77.5 Therapy

"It's Lise," I hummed as I swallowed what I remembered to be deer meat. "She's smarter than me, you know? Also, thanks. You can go visit your sister now."

 

Before I could chuckle at my own inept humor, I was surprised when Anna then resumed her spot by my side, her own meal on one hand as she casually took a bite. She gave me a warm look, something that was increasingly getting more frequent these past few hours.

 

"I already gave my sister a visit, Rouge," she smiled. "We had a short chat and that's that."

 

I raised an eyebrow at the blatant lie. "You haven't even been gone for ten minutes," I called her out. "I kind of doubt that you've made that much progress with that much time."

 

"Mathilde's a woman of few words," Anna chuckled. "We have some kind of mind-reading thing going on. I'm sure you know what I mean."