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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

81.1 Action

"Give me a sitrep!"

 

With rations still in hand, I managed to get myself up to the roof of the APC. Grigori gave me a small glance as I walked towards them, Mathilde still staring out at the forming mushroom cloud in the distance as she addressed me.

 

"It would seem that there is something afoot," the stoic Primzahl cryptically spoke aloud. "I suspect that Lise and her secondary had encountered the enemy."

 

'You don't say?' I almost sarcastically said with an eye roll. The gravity of the situation kept me in the game, however. "Grigori?"

 

The old man huffed beside me. Looking at the distant carnage, he only said something obvious, "I can see Herr Vektor doing this just to flush us out. He has no care for the civilian population or what he has to do; only that he finish the job he was given."