Abe the Wizard

Head commander Bodley immediately went to Mount Budapest by himself after he got the big sword. With his current rank as a Head Commander, he should be fine as long as he didn’t go too far in.

Currently, he was facing an inferno bull, a low rank spiritual beast. Of course, he was not here to kill a spiritual beast; he just wanted to test out his new sword.

Although Abel had already explained the sword’s special ability, it was still too extraordinary. Head Commander Bodley would not settle if he didn’t test it out himself.

“Charge!” He sacrificed a fifth of his mana to ignite a charge. All of a sudden, his horse below him had turned into a shadow and dashed forward towards the inferno bill. His big sword viciously struck down.

He felt a strange sense of energy rush back at his body from his knight sword. The mana he had just used up was replenished a little by this strike.

Although the mana he regained was not dramatic, he would be able to fully replenish his mana store with 10 strikes. In the past, the only way for a head commander to replenish his mana was to sleep– They could only fully replenish their mana store after a full night of sleep.

As long as they replenish their mana storage, striking a few more times was like nothing. Knights were experts in physical attacks, so striking with their swords was like a walk in a park. Unleashing a charge with every 10 strikes was like a dream come true.

Even when he was picking out a crystal core from the skull of that inferno bull, he did not get too excited. All his heart was fixed on his big sword.

He returned to Miracle City. The first thing he did was going to the weapon making and repair blacksmith guild. Since the Miracle City was a military based city, the blacksmith Union was not registered there. The only place where blacksmiths gather was that weapon making and repair guild.

He wanted to find Master Blacksmith Bessemer to help him set a reasonable price for this big sword.

Since Head Commander Bodley was very experienced in leadership, he would only embark on a leadership role in missions. This allowed him to get more war glory than normal head commanders.

He wanted Master Bessemer to set a price for this big sword because he wanted to give Abel something of the same value. Abel had trusted him for giving him the sword first, so he would not let Abel down. He had a knight’s pride, after all.

With the help of some apprentice Blacksmiths, Head Commander Bodley had soon found Master Bessemer, who was forging at the time. He waited for a while until Master Bessemer began to take a break and said with a bow, “Master Bessemer, I hope I didn’t interrupt you!”

“Bodley, what brought you here today, something for me to fix?” Master Bessemer said with a laugh.

Head Commander was a regular since most of his gears were inherited from his family. Head Commanders normally would not trust a normal blacksmith, so Head Commander Bodley had always found Master Bessemer to help him fix his gear. They became close friends after a while.

“I just got a good sword; I want you to set a price for it!” Head Commander Bodley said in a delighted mood and took out a long bag wrapped in orc skin.

Master Bessemer carefully held the orc skin bag in his hand. As a Master Blacksmith, he immediately felt his heart tingle after hearing that it was a good sword. Head Commander Bodley had seen quite a lot of good stuff in his life, so there were not many things that would make him excited.

He then opened the orc skin bag exposing the long sword inside. Abel did have time to add stealth to this sword, and head commander Bodley didn’t as well since he was so desperate to test it out. He also didn’t want to damage the sword, so he just wrapped it in orc skin.

Although Head Commander Bodley knew a sword like this would not be damaged easily, he just couldn’t afford to make any careless mistake before a Blacksmith Master had examined it.

Master Bessemer picked up the big sword and immediately said in a glance, “this is a knight’s big sword made entirely out of condensed iron. It’s forging method is….”

Up to this point, his words came to a halt. His face was filled with disbelief as he immediately held the sword closer to his eyes. Then quickly turned the sword over to examine the sword handle.

“Bodley, where did you get this sword?” Master Bessemer’s voice was filled with excitement.

“What. Is there a problem? I exchanged it with a Wizard!” Head Commander Bodley said in confusion.

“How did you manage to get it with your little fortune? Any blacksmith can easily exchange this sword with a full set of magic equipment!” Master Bessemer said, shaking his head. Then continued while touching the handle of the sword. “If you had exchanged this sword with a wizard, maybe he didn’t know the actual value of this sword!”

Head Commander Bodley didn’t believe Abel was ignorant. It seemed like he just didn’t see any value in this sword, or he just wanted to get rid of it since he gave given it to him so easily.

“This sword was forged with normal iron ore.” Said Master Bessemer looking at the confused face of Head Commander Bodley. Then he continued, “That’s actually some extremely skilled forgery method. There is only one Master in the Holy Continent who could directly forge normal iron into condensed iron!”

“Who?” Head Commander Bodley asked desperately.

“The youngest grandmaster blacksmith in the Holy Continent, Grandmaster Abel!” Said Master Bessemer with eyes full of admiration. Abel was a legend in the heart of every blacksmith.

“Grandmaster Abel, the 4th grandmaster blacksmith in the Holy Continent?” Head Commander Bodley had heard of Abel’s name. A legend like this was commonly talked about even in Miracle City.

“Look here, this is the marking of Grandmaster Abel on this sword, but even without a marking, every Master Blacksmith can tell this is a work by Grandmaster Abel. I’ve just never heard of any new work of his being traded!” Master Bessemer explained while gently touching the big sword with his fingers.

The moment when Head Commander Bodley wanted to tell Master Bessemer about the special ability of this sword, Master Bessemer continued, “Weird, how come this sword doesn’t have any magic ability!”

“Wait, this big sword is hiding some power!” A blacksmith master like Bessemer didn’t get his title for nothing. He soon discovered something odd about this big sword.

“Master Bessemer, the Wizard who gave me this sword said this sword can steal 2% life and 1% mana from an enemy with each strike!” Head Commander Bodley said gently.

“What? Really?” Master Bessemer then began to gently flick on the blade from top to bottom. He did not let go of any spot.

After a long examination, he gave up and mumbled, “impossible!”

As a Master Blacksmith, Bessemer knew materials that could absorb life, but he never heard of anything that could absorb mana. Those life absorbing materials often had a clear rainbow reflection. If they were applied in a weapon, and they might appear in a strange blood red color.

Due to the extremely high price of those materials, even a master blacksmith could not exchange it from the Blacksmith Union. This big sword did not change color, so those materials had clearly not been added.

“Are you sure it had those effects?” Master Bessemer turned to Head Commander Bodley and asked again.

“The reason I just came back from Mount Budapest was so that could test out this sword. The effects are real. I can fully replenish my mana to unleash a charge with every 10 strikes!” Head Commander Bodley nodded in certainty.

“Bodley, I’m afraid I can’t give you a price for this sword. Grandmaster Abel used the newest technology to make this sword. It is the first of its kind, so you can’t put a price on something like this!” Said Master Bessemer with a bitter smile shaking his head.