Master Of None

"Hotter!" The order came from the wandering blacksmith as he forged the metals he had to prepare for the many projects he wanted. Walker had already handed him the eternal orb and lined up mana potions nearby. This was also along with water and many other necessary things to ensure that he could constantly help in this process. 

Nothing was going to get in their way. The dedication that the wandering blacksmith had for his job was more than anyone else had. Especially when he was just presented with materials he had never seen or used before. This would just push him even further towards his goals. 

The goal that the wandering blacksmith had was beyond what many blacksmiths had. Just being the best in the world was too small. He wanted to transcend it all and become someone that could forge more than just physical things. But that would be a story for another day. 

From there, Walker had imagined that the wandering blacksmith would be working to discover the properties of what they would make. Yet, he was surprised once again to see that the wandering blacksmith didn't even start to make notes or adjust blueprints. 

Astounding Walker even more, the wandering blacksmith threw some out!

Upon closer examination, Walker realized that the blueprints had been made with many theories in mind. Different ideas about how the different manas might affect the metal and other materials. 

From that, Walker saw one with time mana taken in to theory. A weapon that could degrade layer by layer because of mana that might be causing the weapon to age. The metal itself to age. The idea was brilliant but there was no proof it could even work. 

But then there was the spatial weapon and metal blueprints that had been made. Something that could move and take heavy hits while being bent, stressed, and broken because of the pressure from the changes in the place the metal was. Something that would have been thought impossible but might now be true. 

These ideas had been tossed out for other more plausible theories. Blue prints that would work better because they fit better in what Walker had just shared with him. The wandering blacksmith had not just made things for what he knew. He had been letting his mind wander to other potentials. To ideas and theories that would not have been able to be made with what they knew now. 

This was beyond researching. It was a genius that had been proven over and over again, not just here, but in every aspect of what he did. Even the young blacksmiths that had come to watch him had learned things that they would not have learned in years of forging. 

This had been backed up when the crafting guild had come by. They had specifically offered whatever they could so that the wandering blacksmith could teach the youngest. 

These apprentices that had come, were given the chances to see the basics in perfection. The perfect ,method to make iron ingots that were purer than what many others could make. The perfect way to hold a hammer and deliver a perfect hit to shape the super heated metal. The perfect way to take focus and use their mana in carving out runes of multiple types with the popper materials. 

All of this had made the wandering blacksmith thought of as beyond just what a human should be. That and the fact that it was thought that he wasn't human at all now! Many races and young had begun to believe that he was another race hiding as human. Even a few of the dragonkin shared this rumor and wondered if Ignus had just allowed another dragon to visit the village years ago. 

But none of that was proven to Walker as he forged alongside the wandering blacksmith. The heat of the forge furnace had grown massively as they worked. The mana that Walker put in while mimicking dragon flames began to get mixed with other manas as well. The wandering blacksmith was adding mana from whatever Walker could attract to the flames. 

The water flames were the oddity. Walker had not tried to make cold flames. But the wandering blacksmith had forged with an icy like blue flame before. Omne that actually took away heat and created cold air and frost around it. 

This had stopped Walker for a moment since he knew the opposing manas that would make that possible would normally cause an explosion. Instead, it had presented a challenge. Since Walker was ready for the challenge and needed to understand more about mana, he had not flushed away. 

This pursuit of a different kind of flame made Walker understand why the blacksmith had his personal forge extended. Now instead of just three forge furnaces, there were a total of fifteen. Each so that different steps could house different flames. These flames would only be able to be fueled with certain materials and certain manas. 

Therefore, Walker also saw the newest runes made by someone the wandering blacksmith would not tell him about. A friend he said, and that was all. But the runes were so unique that they kept alive a single spark of the flames created within them. 

That meant a forge furnace that always had dragon flames. one that always had the deep brown earthly flames that seemed impossible beside the insanity that was the cold flames. That was just part of it all though. Each flame had that spark hidden within waiting for the right fuel or the right person to provide mana. 

Astounding technology in a way. The magical properties that could be given required a master. The techniques that required lifestimes of dedication. It was clear that this was going to be more than just a place for the wandering blacksmith to work. It was his legacy on full display to those that had the lifespan and dedication to learn them. 

Regardless of the challenge that Walker was undertaking to create a cold flame, the wandering blacksmith still had him stoking the basic fires of the dragon flame forge furnace. Enough that the ores were melting and becoming purer ingots to be used when they were ready. 

This was all to develop the additional things needed for what the wandering blacksmith saw for the eternal orb. Yes other things would be made. Armors, weapons, and accessories that could be used by the a part and other important figures in Genesis. However, that was for afterwards. Right now the full focus was on the balance within the eternal orb. 

"You want to make a metal cage with all of these. A super treated ingot that had notes of every mana we can possibly gather." Walker said this. More to himself since the wandering blacksmith was too focused to respond with anything that was now an order. 

The goal was the same though. The metals treated would allow a more unique metal to be created. But when the wandering blacksmith looked at the cold fire that Walker was creating, he slapped his shoulder and looked at the flames. Walker had lost focus and the fires had begun to change to red again. They were not absorbing heat but giving it. 

"Make the mana go against its own will?" Walker thought of it like this. But that was still wrong. Even water mana was already devoid of flames. Fusing them was not the answer. But maybe there was another answer. 

His head felt like it was under extreme pressure. But his mind eventually drifted toward the ice dragon he remembered meeting. The ice breath that had frozen things but still danced around like a blizzard in the air. 

The inspiration that struck him under the pressure of the wandering blacksmith's eyes was enough to change the flames instantly.

He threw aside the fact that he should mix the fire and water mana. Instead, he started to think of the ice itself as a separate mana. A unique mana that was always thrusting for warmth and energy. The idea that it was somehow alive and worked on its own wasn't far from how mana acted already. 

The sub set of water mana that made ice was powerful; it was just another form of water mana. However, it was more solid. Combining the characteristics of flowing water with solidness of ice made the frost whip. But what if the solidness was not what Walker focused on. Just temperature. Just the control of the flames he wanted to flow. 

Flow of water and coolness of ice. The draw of mana constantly. The draw of energy. The draw of life too.

When A  brilliant blue and icy flame burst up, Walker was amazed by it. His eyes reflected the feeling of them as the wandering blacksmith grabbed mire materials. He had more ingots to create. 

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