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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

84.3 Change of Plans

I blinked as barely hushed murmurs began to echo across the room. Jacob turned to Grigori for answers. Lise entertained Jen, while the twins were already looking like they had a plan ready to be executed. Amelie, begrudgingly, seemed to have forgiven Alset as the young Primzahl kept her head down beside the maid. And in all of this, I only had Aria giving me a wave to keep going as I, well, kept going.

"While I would like to listen to your ideas right now, let me explain the gist of it since we don't have all day to do this," I coughed, grabbing everybody's attention as I spoke. "With the Empire having won the war, we're, for all intents and purposes, fvcked unless we run and hide."

My crude language gave me glowers of disapproval from Alset and Grigori. It wasn't all proper, but it at least got the message right if the flinching was any indication of it.