"Um?"
Hulim was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a strong sense of crisis coming from the right.
"Discover... exclude..."
Graham, with only half of his body left, lay in the ruins, his red eyes locked on Hulim, and the palm of his only remaining right hand lit up with a white light, facing Hulim.
boom!
The next moment, a beam of light shot out from Graeme's right hand and headed straight towards Hulim.
when--!
Just as the beam of light was about to hit Hulim, it was blocked by a black sword that suddenly appeared.
Facing this powerful attack, the black sword was not only unharmed, but even emitted a faint white light, blocking all the aftermath of the attack and preventing it from affecting Hulim.
boom--!
A figure plummeted from the sky, landing directly on the broken body of Graeme. Under the terrifying force, the broken Graeme was shattered...
After dealing with this escaped fish, Chalkin looked up at Hulim, or to be more precise, at the sword in her hand.
"This sword..."
A thoughtful look appeared on his face.
... ...
Crack! Pop!
At night, under the vast starry sky of Milnabis, a bonfire occasionally emits sparks.
Hulim and Tzharkin sat around the campfire, roasting food for tonight.
Two shield-horned beasts carrying luggage lay down and rested quietly beside them.
"...That sword, is it a demonic sword?"
Tsharkin asked his own question.
"Yes, it's called Herkem."
Hulim didn't hide anything and answered directly.
"Herkemu?!" Upon hearing this name, Tzharkin suddenly became excited. "Really?! It's the legendary magic sword!"
"Can you please let me see it? Please! Consider this the biggest request of my life!"
"Uh... Of course, but Tsarkin, your request is so cheap..."
Hulim handed Herkem to Tsarkin.
Chalkin ignored Hulim's complaints. After taking Herkem, he held him in front of him and began to explore him carefully. Even in the dark, his eyes seemed to be emitting light.
"Oh~~, this is~~, the legendary magic sword~, Herkamu~!"
"These lines~, this shape~, this material~, how perfect~!"
“It’s really unbearable…”
Tsarkin touched Herkemu and kept moaning with excitement.
Hulim complained silently in her heart.
Luckily this is the wilderness, otherwise your image would be completely ruined...
After a long time, Tsarkin reluctantly returned Herkem to Hulim.
"It's truly a legendary sword, absolutely perfect..."
"Xulim, thank you so much for letting me see such a wonderful thing. As a blacksmith, there's nothing better than seeing the ultimate goal you've longed for all your life appear before your eyes. If I had to choose one, it would be forging a treasure like this with my own hands."
Hulim put Herkaim away again and replied:
"You're welcome, Tsarkin, but..."
"Charkin, do you want to forge a magic sword?"
"yes."
Tsarkin nodded.
"There's probably no blacksmith in this world who doesn't want to..."
"Hulim, don't underestimate me because I work in a small blacksmith shop. But to be honest, there's probably no blacksmith in the Pasala Empire who's better than me."
"Really?! Are you really that powerful, Charkin?"
Hulim was very surprised, but suddenly remembered what Alicia said before leaving Langard.
I see... ...
Master Tsarkin, that’s what I mean.
"Awesome? I can't say I'm awesome..."
Tsarkin shook his head.
"Eh? But aren't you the strongest blacksmith in the empire? Isn't that impressive?"
"Hulim, don't limit your vision. You need to look forward. Although I'm quite capable in this era, compared to the true masters of the past, I'm still far behind!"
"A truly outstanding blacksmith, whose reputation will be passed down through the ages, is able to create the world's finest treasure, namely—the Demon Sword."
Tzharkin glanced at the Herkaim that Hulim had put away.
"The demonic sword you wield, Herkamu, is said to have been forged long ago by the world's greatest blacksmith, Soto, the god who controls both war and forging. It is undoubtedly one of the world's most powerful demonic swords!"
“Huh?!”
Hulim was surprised. She picked up Herkamu and looked at it carefully.
"Herkemu, was it created by the gods?"
"My dream is to forge a magic sword like Herkamu and become the world's most outstanding blacksmith."
Tsarkin continued,
"However, I am still a long way from forging a magic sword..."
"But! I believe I can succeed!"
Chalkin's eyes became firm and full of fighting spirit.
"I've decided to collect more Flame Dragon Stones this time!"
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