Spectral Regalia

Ch 59: Inner World

Avrin, under Klins instructions, began to smelt the iron. To him, the fire wasn't that hot. But if he got close enough, it would hurt him unless he augmented his flesh. His durability only went so far without it.

Avrin's first attempt at an iron ingot was going smoothly, until he began to hammer it softly using a balanced grip. Bang! Bang! Bang! Several hits on the iron ingot and it immediately changed and deformed. Klin spoke out.

"You hit one spot too much, now the entire thing is unbalanced. Reheat it and try again. When you make an ingot, try to focus on the thickness being as perfect as you can. Pay attention to every step"

Avrin nodded. "-I see. So they take every step seriously. I guess a perfect ingot may help make a perfect weapon. That must help a lot with weapon rarity as well-" Avrin, using his training and precision he had accumulated over the years, as well as the processing power of his new brain and the strength of his body, worked fast.

The next ingot ended up looking perfect. Klin's eyes widened as he whistled. "Quick learner. Wow..." He examined it carefully. "Damn...You may not know much about ores, but you sure know how to make an ingot.. But don't let this get to you.

Every metal has a set strength that needs to be applied. Copper is weaker than iron so you need to be gentler and so on. The basic metals are a difference in how hard you hit. The more advanced metals require much more"

Avrin, giving a serious look, began to continue to forge the ingots until a stack of 15 were made, each one better than the last on account of his growth. "Holy shit....Your improvement is scary boy...By the way, what's your name?.."

Avrin blinked as he had forgotten to tell him. "It's Avrin." Klin nodded. "Well Avrin, if you put the effort in, you will be a world class blacksmith. Brokkr will make sure of that. I heard his father is the head smith of the dwarven kingdom. That's something I tell you.."

Before Avrin could reply with interest, a knocking sound echoed from the door. "Come in" Klin spoke, to which one of the men who had worked on the Azure Iron came in with a respectful smile. "It's all done. I wasn't sure about the measurements so I went by instinct." The mask itself seemed quite plain, it had no emotion and was more like a better detailed mime mask, as the iron was painted with a special white that gave it a sort of metallic tint.

Klin happily took the mask as he patted the mans back. "Great as usual buddy. Haha, I was surprised when you wanted to take the task. You know, why did ya anyway Tyh?(A.N read as Tie)

Tyh rubbed the back of his head. "Are you crazy Klin? This boy saved us a lot of trouble. The boss would have been pissed, hehe. I'm returning the favor, the others chipped in a bit too" Klin went over and handed the white mask to Avrin, who was looking at it with fascination.

"Thank you so much..." Avrin was over the moon as he placed the mask over his face. It had two leather straps at the back to make it fit easier and tighten or loosen as necessary. But the most important thing was that it completely covered Avrin's face. A perfect fit.

Avrin looked at them and they both gave thumbs up. "Haha, if I didn't know better, I would say you're an assassin or something..." Klin spoke and Tyh laughed a bit. Avrin also chuckled quietly. He wouldn't have to worry about anyone going crazy over his looks for now.

Tyh spotted the iron ingots on the table and his eyes widened. "Whoa...Klin, I thought you didnt smith anymore. When did you get so good? These are freaking incredible, nearly like the bosses" Klin laughed as he spoke "Sorry buddy, but those are Avrin's. Seems like he learns quick."

Having pointed at Avrin, he nodded with approval. As Tyh left, Klin then made Avrin forge copper and even tin, and then explained about combining metals and refining ore better and so on.