CHAPTER 155: Wait! You're the Blacksmith?!

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It didn't take a keen eye to note that Lunarel was undeniably a hub for far more players than Wonderelle. As a starter village with its most formidable monster being the level twenty-four Needletail Kobold, it wasn't surprising that players didn't linger long. Add in the constant harassment from Casimir and his goons, and it made sense why most were quick to move on.

As waves of players teleported into the city and poured out from the gate, Daisuke lowered his hood, doing his best to obscure his face. His new attire might throw them off, but with his recent rise to fame, he knew it wouldn't take much for people to recognize him.

Doing his best to steer clear of the busiest parts of the city, he discreetly made his way to the blacksmith. He wasn't sure what dangers awaited him at the palace, nor did he fully trust the princess, so he needed to prepare as much as possible.

While the Eye of Verity was invaluable for discerning lies, and his armor would protect him if things took a turn for the worse, the recent clashes—particularly with the golems and his encounters with other players—had made one thing painfully clear: his attack power was woefully inadequate.

To that end, Daisuke was determined to entrust his rare materials only to the most skilled blacksmith. And what better way to find that talent than to assess both their working environment and the fruits of their labor.

According to a friendly passerby, Lunarel boasted five blacksmiths. While tracking them all down was no small feat—especially in a city so vast and unfamiliar—Daisuke began to appreciate the effort as he visited each forge. With every stop, he found himself gaining a deeper understanding of the level of craftsmanship that would be required for his precious materials.

From his observations, four of the smithies had their fair share of customers flooding their establishment—and while that was impressive in its own right, the Eye of Verity quickly revealed the truth beneath the surface.


[Name: Cowhen

Species: Human

Level: 3 | EXP: 47/1,406 (3.34%)

Class: Intermediate Blacksmith

Occupation: Store Owner]


[Name: Jubba

Species: Human

Level: 1 | EXP: 14/156 (0.09%)

Class: Junior Blacksmith

Occupation: Apprentice]


[Name: Ray

Species: Human

Level: 1 | EXP: 3/156 (0.02%)

Class: Beginner Blacksmith

Occupation: Assistant]


[Name: Kite

Class: Beginner Blacksmith]

[Class: Beginner Blacksmith]

[Class: Beginner Blacksmith]

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Daisuke sighed. Well, the store certainly sees its fair share of customers, he thought, watching as they slaved away over several forges. The assistants work tirelessly to keep up with the demand for equipment. But, the owner spends so much time training and supervising them that his own skills have stagnated.

As a result, the gear they produce is subpar and lackluster, yet it still comes with a steep price tag. But I guess people don't really have much of a choice since the situation is pretty much the same right across the board.

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