Chapter 532: Cultivating a Master Craftsman

Rubert finished forging and nodded with satisfaction.

He poured his life force into the weapon, and it shone with golden light, bright and hot.

This is a fifth-tier weapon engraved with the Evil-Slaying Rune, and it is particularly effective against dark creatures.

All high-level weapons forged in the blacksmith shop are now engraved with this rune, and are supplied first to the Night's Watch troops fighting on the front line.

Because of frequent battles, the weapons of the church’s troops are being depleted too quickly, and logistics must be done well.

Some blacksmiths complained about the heavy workload, believing that the evil creatures in the gray fog would not dare to move within the range of the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array, and that there was no need for the church's troops to risk their lives to go out and clear them out.

Whenever he heard such words, Rubate would criticize them harshly.

Now, he is also a high-ranking official in the church. He understands that the purpose of the church doing this is to prevent the monsters and evil spirits outside the gray fog from spreading like wildfire.

We cannot take care of places that are too far away, but we must try our best to wipe them out within a few dozen kilometers around the city.

When the evil god comes, he will surely unite these evil creatures that were originally scattered together.

The bloodshed and sacrifice now are for the sake of making the situation around the entire city more stable in the future.

Not only Shattrath, but all the cities under the jurisdiction of the Ming Cult are doing this.

No one knows what situation humanity will face after the evil god descends, so we can only do more now.

Today's task was half completed, and Rubate was about to take a rest. He turned around and saw the god standing behind him, and hurriedly bowed:

"Your Majesty, I didn't know you were coming. I forgave you for not welcoming me."

Clown gently lifted him up:

“Being focused on your work is commendable, not a sin.

How many blacksmiths are there in the entire blacksmith shop who can forge evil-killing weapons?"

Only the blacksmith who has taken the Golden Light Dao Seed has the ability to forge weapons to kill evil. He thinks that low-level extraordinary people should also be equipped with them.

At present, a batch of golden light Dao seeds have been reserved, and some of them should be used appropriately.

Only when the low-level extraordinary people grow up will there be more high-level ones available.

We cannot just count on those who possess the Golden Light Dao Seed to become high-level transcendents; the more numerous ordinary transcendents also need to be trained.

Otherwise, when he leaves the material world, the effect of the Tao Seed will be greatly reduced, the Ming Cult may weaken rapidly, and the Moya family will become a joke.

He felt that his thinking should change and resources should be tilted towards ordinary extraordinary people.

Including his two spirit controllers, three beast tamers, a group of Holy Light Naaru and various golems, the high-end combat power of the Ming Cult must be stronger than that of the other two churches, and can reduce some of the resources specially provided for the holders of the Golden Light Dao Seed.

If resources are too abundant, there will be a lack of competition.

"Including me, there are eight of us in total, all of us are master blacksmiths."

Rubate replied respectfully that it was an honor to be a blacksmith who mastered the evil-killing rune.

“How many senior blacksmiths with excellent skills are there currently?”

"376 people."

"Among these senior blacksmiths, how many have good extraordinary talents?"

Rubate thought for a while and said, "There are about sixty people. I need to check the list for the exact number."

Clown nodded slightly: "Okay, check the list later and find all the high-level blacksmiths with higher extraordinary talents. Tomorrow I will grant them all the Golden Light Dao Seeds.

In addition, the 10 best intermediate blacksmiths and all master blacksmiths who have not taken the Golden Light Dao Seed will also enjoy the blessing.

From now on, non-master blacksmiths will no longer be responsible for forging armor, and will only forge evil-killing rune weapons."

The creation of the Evil-Slaying Rune Weapons cannot be mass-produced and can only be done manually. A group of lower-level blacksmiths are required to make weapons for low-level transcendents.

"Your Majesty's kindness is the luck of these blacksmiths."

Rubate smiled and said that the gods were willing to bestow so many golden light seeds to the blacksmiths, which showed that the gods valued military equipment. On the other hand, it also showed that the gods valued him.

Crowne smiled and said: “With great power comes great responsibility, and they have to shoulder more work.

Ask Nick for approval to expand the scale of the blacksmith shop. The blacksmiths will have more and more work to do in the future, and we will have to recruit more people."

When the evil god descends, the intensity of the battle will immediately increase, and more weapons will need to be forged.

The blacksmith shop currently has just enough staff, and will be overwhelmed by then.

"Okay, I've submitted applications several times, but they were not approved. I think the blacksmith shop needs to increase its staff by half to be adequate."

Rubate was very happy. With the divine guidance, the archbishop had no reason to refuse.

"You can decide the number of people yourself. My requirement is that the logistical needs of the battle must be met.

While there is still time, stocking up on more equipment is what you should do."

Clown paused, and continued, "In the process of clearing out wild monsters, the church has stored a batch of spirits, and needs a divine craftsman to forge them into weapons. Do you have the confidence to give it a try?"

Rubart's eyes lit up, and he said solemnly, "Thank you, my Lord, for your appreciation. I am willing to try."

Being able to independently utilize spirits to forge soul-infused weapons means that a blacksmith has become a master blacksmith, which is the highest honor of all blacksmiths.

Every master craftsman can leave his name in history with the weapons he forges.

"Very good, this is also the purpose of my coming here today.

I will forge some soul-infused weapons, and you will watch carefully.

After the forging is completed, I will answer your questions.

Then I will assist you in forging, and finally I will let you forge independently."

"Yes, sir!"

Rubart responded loudly that a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier, and no blacksmith would be unwilling to become a master craftsman.

A soul-infused weapon can be passed down for thousands of years, and if it is properly maintained, it may be able to be passed down for an era.

Imagine that thousands of years later, people will fight with the weapons he forged. Although his body is gone, his spirit lives on.

"It will take several days to forge a soul-infused weapon, which will inevitably delay your work.

I'll help forge a batch of fifth-tier equipment and give me a hand."

Crown said that he wanted to use this opportunity to let the other party observe his techniques more.

These techniques can be used when forging soul-infused weapons. Others don't have a golden wall, so they can only watch more, learn more, and practice more. He is ready for long-term guidance.

Rubate understood and concentrated on being an apprentice, watching the movements of the spirit closely.

If you can review the old and learn the new, you can become a teacher.

After not forging equipment for many years, Crown gained more insights after he picked up the forging hammer to forge again.

Rubate stood behind the god and saw that each piece of equipment was completed in a short while as the god hammered it.

He injected life force into the weapon and found that the runes on the weapon lit up comfortably. He smiled bitterly in his heart. He would never reach this level! He could also forge the equipment of bronze transcendents very quickly, but his efficiency was far from comparable to that of gods.

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality. It was of course normal to be unable to defeat the god he believed in.

In the following time, Crown spent half a day every day in the blacksmith shop to train Rubart wholeheartedly.

After a month of intensive training and the destruction of 5 spirits, Rubart finally forged his first soul-infused weapon independently - the Fiery Soul, which is a soul-infused weapon similar in shape to the Ashbringer.

He held up his masterpiece and laughed, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and he shouted in his heart:

"I am already a master craftsman."

Klauen patted the other person's shoulder heavily:

"Well done, we'll continue tomorrow.

When you can guarantee a 30% forging success rate, you will be qualified."

"No problem, I can definitely do it."

Rubate clenched his fists and said with determination.

Crown flew back to the manor in a happy mood. It was only a matter of time before Rubate met his requirements.

The number of blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop increased, and at the same time, there were more than eighty more Golden Light Dao Seed holders. From now on, he would not have to worry too much about the equipment of the extraordinary people.

Lord walked forward quickly and said with a smile:

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Charles became a second-level transcendent today, and the Pope ordered a dinner to be held."

His Highness's advancement occurred two months earlier than he had expected, which gave him a more intuitive understanding of His Highness's talent.

The successor of the Moya family is so outstanding that he feels very relieved. The descendants of the Morrison family can hold on to the Golden Family firmly.

"Very good. I will also attend the dinner and give some gold coins to the servants as rewards."

With double happiness coming, Crown returned to the study with a big laugh.

The church has inherited the blacksmith tradition, and what remains is the training of talents in pharmacy, alchemy and magic array studies.

When these three professions also have their successors, the Ming Cult will be completely on the right track, and he can truly become a hands-off boss.

He went to the bookshelf, found books on pharmacy and his own notes, and wrote down his understanding of pharmacy and various pharmaceutical formulas in the writing style of his predecessors.

There are now two pharmacists in the church who are able to refine fifth-level potions, but they are both very old and can no longer contribute to the church for many years.

The potions used by the sixth-level transcendents of the church need to be brewed by him personally. He wants to change this situation and extricate himself.

The study was very quiet, with only the rustling sound of writing and the occasional sound of turning papers.

When six o'clock in the evening came, Clown had already finished writing down the formulas and refining experience of various silver-level potions.

He subconsciously blew on the pages, flicked the thick paper with his fingers, and nodded with satisfaction.

After proofreading tomorrow, it can be used as teaching material.

What he wrote was extremely detailed. As long as there were sufficient materials to practice, a pharmacist above the standard would have a great chance of advancing to a sixth-level pharmacist.

Klauen summoned a golden wall, and his eyes were filled with purple and gold.

[Herbal Medicine: 58625/500000; Level 6]

Writing books can also increase your proficiency in pharmacy, which is interesting.

He put the books and notes back on the shelf and left the study for the ballroom.

As he walked on the road, he frowned slightly, thinking about why his alchemy had such great potential. So far, this was the only auxiliary skill that he had not pushed to the limit, the other one being alchemy.

He has mastered many sixth-level potion formulas and often has the opportunity to practice making sixth-level potions, but his proficiency in herbology has increased so slowly. Could it be that there are unknown mysteries in herbology that he has not discovered? In the banquet hall, there is a joyful and peaceful atmosphere. Many young people are socializing in the lobby on the first floor, while the adults are arranged on the second floor.

Crown immediately understood that this was Eliza's way of creating opportunities for Charles to meet more girls.

He came to the private room on the second floor, which was full of familiar faces, including Nick, Fanny, Janice and others.

Seeing him coming, everyone stood up and saluted. Clown waved his hand and said:

"Today is a family dinner, no need to be formal."

“The past events are still vivid in my mind. Sometimes in my dreams at midnight, I can still recall the time I spent in Zak Town. Before I knew it, I had been away from Zak Town for more than 20 years.

Time flies, and years don’t stay.”

Crown reminisced about the past and eased everyone's sense of restraint.

Nick and Janice nodded, reminiscing about the past.

Eliza also talked about her childhood experience at Dehar Manor in the Kingdom of Budamia.

The past was not beautiful, but there is a warmth in everyone's heart, which is the light of hope in childhood.

After the dinner started, everyone's topic of conversation unconsciously turned to children. Nick smiled and pointed downstairs:

“This is youth.”

Fanny shook her head: "They are all children under ten years old, how can you call them youth?"

"When I was ten years old, I was still an ordinary person and had not yet advanced to the extraordinary level. The little guy downstairs is not an extraordinary person!"

The room was filled with toasts and a happy atmosphere. Music started playing downstairs and everyone started dancing.

Night of the Red Moon.

The golden light in the room faded away, and Crown ended his meditation.

He walked to the window, drew aside the curtains and looked up at the crimson light blocked out by the shield of the city.

Eliza opened her eyes, walked to her husband's side, half-closed the curtains, hid in the shadows, and whispered:

"Recently I have discovered that my spiritual perception has become increasingly sharp. Whenever the red moon comes, I always feel inexplicably panicked. I don't know why."

Whenever she appeared within the range of the crimson light, she always felt as if she was being watched, with a hint of malice and madness.

Crown's eyes narrowed, and he looked into his wife's eyes and asked, "When did it start?"

He had the feeling of being spied on at first because he thought he was in the wild, without any magic circle blocking him.

My wife has not left Shattrath City recently, so it is impossible for her to notice anything unusual.

Seeing his serious expression, Eliza became a little nervous:

"It started last night of the red moon. Any questions?"

"The moon tonight is not the same moon as before.

It blocks the moon's brilliance and takes its place. It is actually an evil creature."

Crown expressed his guess. If his wife had this feeling of being spied on, then the other six-level transcendents should have similar feelings. They would be gathered together for questioning tomorrow.

"Evil creature?!"

Eliza exclaimed, not daring to believe this was a fact: "The moon is so far away from us. If it is a living thing, how huge must it be?"

She suddenly thought of a question and said:

"The spiritual world has not yet begun to merge with the material world. So, this evil creature is in the same starry sky as us?"

Clown was overjoyed: "Yes, why didn't I think about this before?!"

(End of this chapter)