Pokémon: The Sims.

Chapter 371 The Blade of the Ruined King

the other side.

Kazan arrived at the best blacksmith shop in the Kingdom of Earth.

I heard that five years ago, this was just an unknown little blacksmith shop.

However, the old man who runs this blacksmith shop graduated from Pokémon Academy five years ago and took a Tepig with him.

Since then.

He then used the ideas he learned from his teacher and the power of the Warm Pig to embark on a unique path of forging.

And this small blacksmith shop has grown bigger and bigger in just five years.

Here we are today.

It is already the most famous blacksmith shop in the entire western continent, and even the entire United States.

Kazan came here for this reason.

That story begins five years ago, in the summer.

Kazan fell asleep in class for the 100th time.

The teacher got angry again.

But Kazan simply couldn't control himself.

Left with no other choice, the teacher set him a test.

Within 10 minutes.

The teacher will throw out 300 wave missiles.

Whether you choose to hide or defend, it doesn't matter.

If he can still stand after 10 minutes, then Kazan can stop attending classes and focus on the path of combat, only learning what he wants to learn.

But you only get one chance to take this test.

before that.

Kazan gets beaten up every time he falls asleep in class.

300 pills in 10 minutes.

That's equivalent to a wave missile being fired at him every two seconds.

Is this a test that humanity can overcome?

Let alone humans, even Pokémon wouldn't be able to pass, right?
a year ago.

After being beaten for the 300th time, Kazan accepted the test.

The final result, of course, was that it failed to pass.

But he also received praise from his teacher.

It withstood 8 of the 300 wave missiles and dodged 94, but finally collapsed.

The onlookers, Dresa and Rami, were utterly astonished.

In their view, Kazan's ability to achieve this level surpassed that of any human they had ever seen.

But Kazan remained extremely frustrated and resentful.

He is far from meeting the goals set by his teacher!

Kazan knew that every time his teacher beat him, it was to train his ability to withstand blows and dodge.

But after four years and nearly a thousand beatings, he still couldn't pass the test!

He was such a failure!
until.

For the first time, Kazan saw a look of 'shock' in his teacher's eyes.

He then realized that he had exceeded his teacher's expectations of him.

His frustration and dejection vanished instantly.

That day.

It was the proudest day of Kazan's life.

The awe he felt in his teacher's eyes was the highest honor in his heart.

My father never did anything that would impress my teacher.

My older brother never received the same look from his teacher.

Only yourself.

This confirmed to Kazan that he must be the most special human being in the world!
The most special Pokémon is definitely the teacher!

That day.

The teacher promised to give him a gift and let him think about what he wanted.

Kazan thought for a long time before finally saying he wanted 'Blade of the Ruined King'.

The teacher frowned and pondered for a long time before entering the palace to meet his father, the king.

That night.

The king was furious and berated Kazan for his extravagance and wasteful spending. Kazan was bewildered and felt wronged by the inexplicable scolding.

But the teacher immediately stepped forward.

He used his aura to calm his father down, and then explained that this was the gift his father had promised to give him.

Moreover, the teacher said that if he were to give a gift, he would of course give the best.

After hearing this, the father...

That's why they let Kazan go.

However, later on, the king still frequently scolded Kazan.

Because he couldn't bear to scold the teacher, he scolded Kazan instead.

Kazan was speechless.

But he was also increasingly looking forward to what kind of sword his teacher would give him.

What material was the sword made of that could have enraged my father so much?

A few days ago.

The teacher told him that he could visit the best blacksmith shop in town today.

He had prepared the weapons he needed.

So on this one day of rest each month.

Kazan arrived without delay as soon as he left the Tower of Dragons.

Push open the door and enter the blacksmith's shop.

The scorching breath rushed over.

But Kazan didn't even flinch, and strode out of there.

Keng!
Keng!
The clanging of metal echoed throughout the blacksmith's shop.

Kazan looked around, his gaze settling on an old man with a goatee at the far end.

The old man sat on a bench.

In front of him stood the Flame Martial King, whose height was a full three meters.

Swish!
Then, King Yanwu raised his massive arm high, and flames suddenly burst forth from his fist.

He then slammed his fist heavily onto the iron object in front of him.

Bang!
The loud noise drowned out everything else in the blacksmith's shop.

Just this once.

A rectangular block of iron was hammered flat.

Fire and Fighting type Pokémon are very good at forging weapons in blacksmith shops.

Especially Emboar, a Fire/Fighting type Pokémon with great potential in physical attack.

He's simply a genius in the forging world!
Kazan knew nothing about forging; unlike his brother, he was not erudite and dabbled in all sorts of random things.

But he knows a lot about Pokémon.

Because Pokémon is also a power that can be controlled.

Moreover, it is a rather powerful force.

Teachers often say that.

The future belongs to trainers.

Only those who gain the approval and strong support of Pokémon can stand at the top of this world.

Simply being strong is not enough to unify the future continent of United States.

Although Kazan was unwilling, he firmly believed in his teacher's words.

and so.

To fulfill his ambition, he wanted to understand all the forces in the world.

Pokémon is the most important part of it.

"Your Highness, Second Prince."

The old man noticed the newcomer.

He quickly got up to greet her. "Hmm."

Kazan nodded quietly, then continued,
"The Imperial Advisor asked me to fetch a sword."

"Oh! Please follow me."

The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately turned around and led Kazan into the inner room.

It was only then that Kazan realized what was happening.

It turns out there was another room inside the blacksmith's shop.

But this room inside is very quiet.

It seems that no one is usually allowed to enter.

The moment I stepped into the inner room.

Kazan froze on the spot, his jaw dropping uncontrollably as he stared intently at the dark blue greatsword standing in the center of the room.

The greatsword has a rather flamboyant design, making it hard to tell whether it is a weapon of death or a work of art.

The sword is a full 1.6 meters long, almost long enough to be used as a gun.

"Huhu."

Kazan's breathing became heavy; upon seeing the sword, he seemed to forget the rhythm of his breathing.

The dark, eerie light emanating from the greatsword was incredibly alluring to him.

"This is the greatsword that the Grand Preceptor asked me to forge half a year ago, the Blade of the Ruined King."

The old man stroked his beard.

His eyes were fixed on the giant sword, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

No matter how many times he watches it, he is always amazed.

This sword.

Simply a work of art.

If it weren't for the imperial advisor providing him with the materials and drawings, he would never have been able to create such a legendary weapon in his lifetime.

However, the old man couldn't help but feel regret.

In his opinion.

There is no one in this world who can wield this weapon.

As a sword, it is simply too huge.

There shouldn't be anyone in this world who can perfectly wield this weapon.

Do you know who its future owner will be?

Kazan looked at the sword, closed his mouth, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.

"Oh? His Highness the Second Prince knows?"

The old man looked curiously at Kazan beside him.

to be frank.

He was really curious.

Whom did the imperial advisor ask him to forge such a giant sword for?

Surely the imperial advisor couldn't use it himself, could he?

To put it bluntly, the Imperial Advisor could prop himself up with his sword, while his feet and even his tail probably wouldn't touch the ground.

"Of course it is me."

After leaving those words, Kazan eagerly walked forward.

Arrive at the Broken Blade.

Kazan reached out a hand, grasped the hilt, and tried to pull the sword out.

However, even with his face flushed red, he couldn't pull it out.

He was not convinced.

He stretched out his other hand.

"Your Highness, this sword is mostly forged from Dark Stone, a rather heavy ore. You might..."

The old man quickly tried to dissuade Kazan.

half year ago.

When the Imperial Advisor arrived with five large boxes of Dark Stones, he was quite bewildered.

Can this stone really be forged into weapons?
This was a subconscious thought in his mind.

But thinking of the Grand Preceptor's wisdom and ability, the old man immediately found the answer—yes.

The imperial advisor said it would succeed.

Then it must succeed.

The old man failed many times in the past six months, wasting countless Dark Stones.

This caused him great heartache and shame.

This beautiful gemstone is quite precious. It was obtained by the Imperial Advisor when he led his troops on an expedition, from a small mineral vein that he discovered by chance. That's all there is to it.

These five large boxes contain almost all the Dark Stones in the entire Earth Kingdom.

He felt his heart bleeding with every failure.

Fortunately, it was ultimately successful.

Only he, as the blacksmith, knew how heavy this sword was.

Normally, even the Flame King has to lift it up to move it to a different position.

How could His Highness the Second Prince possibly move it?
噌.
A voice suddenly rang out, bringing one to a sudden state of clarity.

The old man stared blankly ahead, only to see that Kazan had actually raised the giant sword.

"What did you say?"

Kazan gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands and turned to look at the old man behind him.

There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

Just now.

This guy actually thinks he can't lift his own weapon?!
Damn!

The teacher must have asked him to pick up the sword because the teacher believed he was capable of doing so.

Is this old man looking down on the future King of the Earth?
Or do you still look down on the Imperial Tutor who will rule this world in the future?!

"It's nothing. Your Highness is truly incredibly strong. No wonder you are the Grand Preceptor's prized student!"

The old man quickly bowed, his head bowed in fear.

He really didn't expect that.

A thirteen-year-old boy could lift such a heavy sword.

And
The Second Prince does indeed seem to have a rather volatile temper.

Those rumors circulating in the military are not unfounded.

"Humph."

Kazan snorted coldly.

The old man's last words calmed his anger considerably.

That's right.

He was the teacher's favorite student.

"Your Highness, we also had a scabbard made for this sword..."