The Mythical Hunter has Returned - Chapter 8
Only Krnovel
Episode 008
The cold furnace had not burned for a long time and was filled with only black soot.
After wiping off the dusty brazier, I picked up the charcoal from Lovre oak, Thor’s tree, that was placed next to the brazier.
The charcoal was made recently, so it was hard and of good quality.
“The furnace is full of dust, but the charcoal is almost new. “You still haven’t completely forgotten about blacksmithing, have you?”
“Shut up and light a fire.”
“All right.”
Lovre oak charcoal and oak firewood were piled in the brazier.
After that, he poured the weak mana into the oak firewood and brought the flame of the lantern hanging from the ceiling of the blacksmith shop to the firewood.
Then the flame burned the firewood in an instant.
Good luck!
There was no way the fire in the dwarven blacksmith shop was ordinary.
From afar, it looks like an ordinary flame, but it is actually a kind of storage room where the fire spirit is stored.
As the fire spirit burned the mana-filled oak tree and the sacred Lovre oak charcoal, the flames began to fill with a deep divinity.
When I easily unleashed the dwarven flame, Eitri’s eyebrows twitched as she saw it.
“Are you doing as expected?”
“… … .”
Perhaps because he wanted to protect his pride, Eitri did not answer.
‘Then I will do as you taught me.’
Now all that’s left is to beat the bellows hard to the rhythm.
It instills the will to grow fire through a bellows, not simply through wind.
will.
It was the alpha and omega of the bellows that fostered the ‘will’ that Eitri had so emphasized in her previous life.
And that will.
My will to keep the fire going was stronger than any other will.
Phew! Pooh wow!
Press and release the bellows.
The wind blows in and makes the fire grow.
It’s still not enough.
Just yellow.
It’s just the beginning.
I had a lot of work to do.
God must be killed.
A lot of that too.
Phew! Pooh wow!
I couldn’t collapse just because I couldn’t light this one spark.
So, go big.
Become a stronger fire and make my weapons.
Phew! Pooh wow!
The flame turned white.
Sweat flowed from my whole body.
My arm ached from working the bellows.
I turned on the fire with enough force that it made me tremble.
Eitri, who was looking at me like that, stood up and stopped me.
“Stop it now. I knew you could touch dwarven fire, so I won’t kill him… .”
“Please wait a moment. “It’s almost done.”
The color of the white fire gradually changed.
The white color seemed to get darker, and before I knew it, it started to take on a blue tint.
And just when I thought it was mint color.
Grumble!
It bloomed once in a big way.
‘succeded.’
As the rising flames began to subside, a bright blue flame was visible.
“Huh, heh… “Hehehe.”
Eitri looked at the blue flame and smiled as if she was lost.
“I never thought I would see this again before I die.”
The old dwarf’s voice was trembling slightly.
“How is it?”
“Are you human? “It’s not like God disguised as a human, is it?”
“You are human. And would a god learn dwarven skills?”
“That’s right. “Because they are more obsessed with their own pride than the elves.”
An old dwarf who was admiring the blue flames for a moment looked at me.
“Who did you learn it from?”
“Do you want to learn from my teacher?”
“no. “I’m curious to know what kind of crazy dwarf taught humans the vision of their race.”
Eitri had no idea that it could be her.
“You’ll be surprised when you hear it.”
“Ivaldi? Or are they his sons? No. There’s no way those idiots taught it, Gunder? He’s not capable of that. He could be Alvis. “Because he likes to tell you what’s on his mind.”
“Not everything.”
“Then who is it?”
He glared at me with eyes full of curiosity.
“Can’t you tell me?”
“I can’t tell you. “Master told me not to reveal it.”
“why? Why not? “I’m going crazy with curiosity.”
I smiled and watched Atri’s one-man show.
He was making his own guesses and suddenly snapped his fingers as if he remembered something.
“I get it! No way, no way, you are Brock’s disciple? “Did that stupid little brother train his students?”
“You’re saying you can’t tell me?”
“Right. It was like that too. If that’s the case, I understand. Even though my younger brother was a bit dull, he was good at teaching others. “I understand why you said you would avenge Brock.”
Eitri’s eyes softened as she came to her own conclusion.
“If you are my brother’s disciple, you are also my disciple. “Then, from now on, please call me Master.”
Like a stubborn dwarf, he had no intention of listening to me. But I didn’t necessarily point out that he was wrong.
If you think about it, he is correct in saying that you should call yourself teacher.
“… “I understand, Master.”
“okay. “Now I have to keep my promise.”
Eitri smiled and picked up the hammer.
After seeing the blue flame, the will of the craftsman who had been bowing his head seemed to rise.
“What kind of weapon should I make? I just want to talk. “Even if it’s not as good as it was in its heyday, I’ll be able to make you a weapon you can use without any regrets.”
“Please use a long sword suitable for stabbing.”
“It’s not difficult.”
After hearing Eitri’s answer, I took out Jarnvidr’s ink iron.
“Please use this iron as the material for the sword body.”
“It’s Jarnvidr’s eating season. “Where did you get this precious thing?”
“I received it as a gift.”
“Okay. It seems like there are a lot of secrets, so I won’t ask any more questions. It’s a tricky material, but I’ve dealt with it many times. It’s quite possible. “Do you have the size you want?”
“I want the length to be 92 cm, the width to be within 5 cm, and there to be a light groove in the center of the knife. “I hope the grip wood is made of oak and the length is 22 cm.”
“The request is very detailed.”
“I’ve thought about it in advance.”
It was an unknown spec that I used.
I was planning to use the weapon that protected me in my past life once again.
By making it stronger.
“The other materials except iron are already in the blacksmith shop, so all you have to do is attach the fire properly. Is it possible?”
Eitri looked at me and asked.
“of course.”
“How much can you sustain in a day?”
“Four hours, up to six hours.”
“It’s too late. We’ll make the weapon within three days. “Let’s sweat a little together.”
“All right.”
After seeing the blue flame, Eitri became a completely different dwarf.
As if he had shaken off his younger brother’s death.
But I know.
What he shook off was not his brother’s death, but his own despair after death.
From now on, he will burn with hope for revenge instead of despair, and will become my best helper.
I get his revenge on his behalf, and he helps me get my revenge.
That’s all.
“Then let’s begin.”
Kang! Kang! Kang!
For the first time in a long time, the excitement rose in Eitri & Brock’s blacksmith shop.
* * *
“Hey! “Quickly turn up the heat!”
“All right!”
Kang! Kang! Kang!
My whole body was covered in sweat.
After burning the fire for several days, soot spread all over my body, turning it completely black.
The fire was raised to the point where not only my arms but my entire body went numb.
One night, when blue flames illuminated the forge, Eitri made a sword just as I asked.
He struck the white-hot sword and completed it to the end.
“done.”
As expected, his skills did not change.
“But are you seriously going to soak it in here?”
Eitri, who had heated up his sword until the end, looked at the oil in the oil tank and asked.
“Yes, I’m serious.”
The quenching oil containing an entire bottle of Hydra’s venom, an SS-level item of which there were only 2.5 bottles, was bubbling without even being heated.
Eitri also knew what I put in.
Adding poison during the process of making a sword was risky, but at the same time it was the most effective way to strengthen the weapon.
When making cotton, swords were made in a similar way.
A pitch-black sword body.
At that time, pieces of the Abyss were ground into powder and added to the smelting process.
It was a refining method that reflected Eitri’s determination to sacrifice even her soul for revenge.
Today I thought I would use his method a little differently.
A name soaked in Hydra’s venom.
This could kill even a god.
“No matter how much the sword is made of ink iron, if you put it in Hydra’s poison like this, it will melt.”
“If you fail, just make it again. “I still have enough iron, so you can do it one more time, right?”
“Brock raised a crazy guy.”
“Do you not like it?”
“No way. “A dwarf craftsman must have a spirit of challenge.”
As Eitri laughed, his beard, partially burned by the blue flame, shook slightly.
“Then put on your gas mask. “If you drink the poison that has evaporated in the strong heat, you may die.”
“All right.”
When Eitri first heard my plan, she neither agreed nor opposed it.
I just prepared a special dwarf gas mask and brought along an antidote.
Unspoken consent.
At least that’s how I understood it.
“Will you do it?”
“Yes, I have to do it.”
“… I can do it. “Dwarves have strong bodies.”
“Are you worried?”
“What am I worried about? It’s because I don’t want to see the person who is supposed to take revenge on me die while making a sword.”
“it’s okay. “Just purify the air.”
“… I get it.”
Eitri, wearing a gas mask, opened the ventilation shaft.
Since it is an SS-class hydra poison, it needed to be purified as much as possible and discharged through a specially treated vent.
‘It’s better than not doing anything.’
This gas mask can last for 3 minutes.
I had to hope that the sword would be completed inside.
It was something that could be left to Eitri.
But the reason I decided to do it was.
[Nine-Headed Serpent – Grade A]
[Effect: Increases resistance to poison. The probability of becoming addicted is greatly reduced.]
A skill engraved in my history book, ‘Nine-Headed Viper’.
My current poison resistance is probably on a different level from that of the mediocre dwarves.
‘So I do it.’
Eitri is the person who will continue to make my weapons from now on.
I couldn’t let myself get addicted here.
“Whoa.”
The gas mask also has a poison resistance skill, so you should be fine.
I’m not afraid of dying.
However, I don’t want to fall without completing my revenge.
So I had to do it.
I slowly put the heated sword body into the oil soaked in hydra’s venom.
Chi profit.
The oil boiled, and cloudy smoke covered the forge.
The evaporated poison escaped through the window, and even though I neutralized it with a gas mask, the acrid scent of the poison stung my nose.
“Cough! Cough!”
My vision was blurry, but I didn’t let go of the tongs.
The smell was so bad that it made me dizzy.
Even the purified poison seemed to be touching my nerves, and my whole body felt tingling.
Hold on.
Hold on unconditionally.
I felt as if there were bugs crawling all over my body, and soon I began to feel pain as if bugs were crawling up my body and tearing me apart.
It was as if I was hallucinating that there really were bugs climbing all over my body.
“Cough! Cough! Cough!”
“Are you okay? If you’re having a hard time, take out your sword right now!”
“it’s okay! “I can endure it!”
This level of pain is nothing.
When my heart was pierced by GOD, it hurt more than this.
I tried dying once, but the pain was like this.
I dipped the sword body into the oil until the boiling oil subsided.
Cheeeee… .
Gradually, the boiling level of the oil began to decrease.
There was no significant difference in the weight felt from the tongs.
No, has it gotten a little lighter?
The poisonous rain is sucked into the ventilation fan and disappears.
I saw the sword body still soaked in black oil.
gulp.
I swallowed my saliva and took a breath.
Is it a success or a failure?
I took out the sword body with trembling hands.
And there.
“done.”
A longsword with an eerie blue glow was emitting smoke.
[Poisonous Smoke – S Class]
[Description 1: A long sword made by mixing sacred steel, a dwarf’s special reforging method, and a hydra’s venom]
[Explanation 2: It contains the poison of the hydra, and because it has strong strength, its durability is limited.]
[Durability: 20/20]
[Special Effect: No repair possible]
It was not anonymous.
Perhaps because of the addition of Hydra’s poison, it came into the world with a different name engraved on it.
Dokmu, meaning poisonous fog.
“It’s beyond repair… .”
It was a side effect of using Hydra’s poison.
Just like the hydra’s poison, I thought it would be able to withstand the poison if it was Jarnvidr’s ink season, which has its own divinity, but I was wrong.
The hydra’s poison was much stronger than that.
‘Still, I made the weapon I was aiming for.’
This was enough.
[We created a weapon strong enough to leave its name in folklore.]
So what are you not giving me?
A message appeared, but nothing changed.
Because it is not possible to gain abilities and skills every time.
After losing my interest in the unrewarding message, I sighed.
‘My hands are shaking.’
Thanks to the sword absorbing all of the hydra’s poison that had been poured into the oil, not a single drop of poison remained in the oil.
All the poisonous spirits that had filled the blacksmith shop also escaped, and Eitri, who was controlling the ventilation shaft from the outside, came inside.
“It was a lot of hard work. “You did what I should have done.”
“haha. no.”
Eitri spoke to me as she held Sokmu’s sword, which was still steaming white steam.
“Go to your room and rest for a bit. “I’ll handle the rest.”
“Are you going to be okay?”
“Okay, you guy. The fact that the human body has made it this far is already impressive enough. Your body is in disgrace, so go to your room. “I don’t need your help sharpening the blade and making the handle.”
His grunting voice contained concern for his younger brother’s student.
“All right.”
I didn’t think it was polite to ignore the sincerity offered.
I entered the guest room that Eitri gave me.
As soon as I entered the room I had been in for the past few days, I stretched out and was only then able to examine my entire body.
The blood vessels were stained blue.
“poison… .”
The hydra’s poison had poisoned my entire body without my knowledge.
I gritted my teeth as I felt the tingling pain again.
“Whoo, whoo.”
If it were not for the poison resistance effect of the nine-headed viper, he was in such critical condition that he would have died of shock a long time ago.
Eitri probably knew about my condition and almost kicked me out of the poisonous blacksmith shop.
“I almost died without being able to take revenge.”
It almost felt unfair.
Because I hadn’t slept properly for several days, I felt drowsy, and I couldn’t overcome it and eventually closed my eyes.
I had already pushed my mental strength to its limit and had no strength left to endure any longer.
‘Let’s close our eyes for a moment.’