I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything



After a long wait, it was finally Fein's turn to present his armor and sword to the judges. He approached the judges' table with confidence, his heart racing with anticipation. As he set his equipment down, he noticed the judges' eyes widen with surprise.

Juli, one of the judges, was the first to speak. "Wow, this is something else! I've never seen anything like this before," she said, examining the intricate designs on the armor.

Goliath, another judge, nodded in agreement. "The craftsmanship is exceptional. The metalwork is precise and well-polished."

Fein couldn't help but grin with pride as the judges continued to inspect his equipment. He knew he had put in countless hours of hard work and dedication to create something truly special.

Ferry, the last judge, picked up the sword and swung it through the air. "This is one sharp blade," he said, admiring the smoothness of the cut.

The judges then tested the durability of the armor, striking it with hammers and swords. Fein's armor held up incredibly well, and they were impressed with its resilience.

But what truly left them stunned were the special abilities of the sword. Fein had spent weeks experimenting and testing various techniques to imbue his sword with degu channeling properties. He had succeeded beyond his wildest dreams, creating a sword that could release special attacks.

As the judges tested the sword's abilities, their eyes widened in shock and disbelief. They were amazed at what Fein had accomplished, and even went so far as to ask him if he was a two-star blacksmith, mistakenly believing that he was a more experienced craftsman.

The judges looked at each other, stunned, as Fein's sword released a dark crescent energy slash, slicing through a metal plate with ease. Juli, Goliath, and Ferry exchanged impressed glances as they took turns testing the sword's other abilities.

Goliath swung the sword, releasing a blinding burst of light that caused the audience to gasp in surprise. "This is quite extraordinary," he said, his voice full of awe.

Ferry then tried the mist transformation, watching as the sword disappeared into a cloud of smoke, only to reform itself in his hand a few seconds later, now covered in blue flames. "Incredible," he said, nodding in approval.

The audience was equally impressed, cheering and applauding loudly as they witnessed the sword's incredible abilities. People were amazed at the sword's unique and impressive features, and many were already discussing how Fein's creation was sure to win the competition.

"It's like nothing we've ever seen before!" exclaimed one audience member, shaking their head in disbelief.

Another person nodded in agreement. "Grey's got some serious talent. That sword is a work of art."

As the judges finished testing the sword's abilities, they exchanged a few quiet words amongst themselves before turning to face Fein. Juli cleared her throat and addressed the audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have just witnessed an incredible display of skill and craftsmanship. Grey, your sword and armor are truly exceptional pieces of work. It is no exaggeration to say that this is the finest piece we have seen in years."

Yes, Fein used another alias to join the competition. He even disguised himself as he was too famous in the South. If the people knew that he was Grey, Fein didn't doubt that it would become major news. 

The audience erupted into applause once again, and Fein couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and satisfaction. He had worked hard on his creations, and it seemed that his efforts had paid off.

As the competition drew to a close and the winners were announced, Fein stood on the podium, his heart beating fast with anticipation. When his name was called out as the winner, he could barely contain his excitement. The audience cheered and applauded as he accepted the trophy and beamed with pride. He had done it!

Fein couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as the judges continued to praise his work. He had put everything he had into creating this equipment, and it had paid off in spades.

Fein couldn't help but turn to the audience and bask in their applause. He had done it. He had created something truly special, and it had been recognized as such.

Fein's heart swelled with pride as he thought about all the hard work and dedication that had gone into creating his armor and sword. He knew that he had honed his blacksmithing skills to a level that he others won't ever hope to achieve, and that he was capable of even greater things in the future. After all, he has SS-rank blacksmith talent!

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After the judges finished testing Fein's sword and armor, they were left in awe of its special abilities. They exchanged looks with each other, still trying to comprehend the level of skill that had gone into crafting such a masterpiece.

Fein beamed with pride as he watched their reaction. He had poured his heart and soul into his work, and it showed in every detail. As they finished their examination, the judges turned to him with a serious expression.

"Grey, we have a confession to make," said Juli, the head judge. "We were under the impression that you were an official 2-star blacksmith, but we just learned that you aren't even registered. We're amazed that you were able to create something of this caliber without any formal training."

Fein was taken aback by their revelation, but he didn't let it show on his face. Instead, he smiled and nodded.

"I believe that blacksmithing is more than just a skill that can be learned in a classroom or apprenticeship," he said. "It's a way of life, a dedication to the craft that comes from the heart. That's why I strive to be the best that I can be, and I'm grateful for this opportunity to showcase my work."

The judges nodded in agreement, impressed by Fein's philosophy. Goliath, the second judge, spoke up.

"Grey, we would like to offer you the rank of 2-star blacksmith," he said. "We believe that your work deserves recognition, and skipping the 1-star rank seems appropriate given your talent."

Fein's eyes widened in surprise and joy. He had never dreamed of achieving such a high rank so quickly, but his hard work had paid off. He thanked the judges and promised to continue honing his skills.

In his victory speech, Fein left the judges and audience with a quote that only those with a deep understanding of blacksmithing could appreciate.

"Forging a sword is like forging a life," he said. "It takes time, patience, and a willingness to put in the work. But if you pour your heart and soul into it, you'll come out with something that's not only strong and resilient, but beautiful as well."

The judges and audience nodded in agreement, moved by Fein's words. They knew that they had witnessed something special, and that Fein was destined for greatness in the world of blacksmithing.