I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

Will's luck was not good, in fact, it was unbelievably bad.

He spent several years training outside when he was young, and after breaking through to the Lord realm, he returned intending to inherit the family business.

Instead of receiving support from the crowd, he received news of his family's bankruptcy!

If the Weir family were some small family, or some minor noble family, that would be fine.

The problem is that his family is the main branch of a long-established noble family that ranks among the top in the entire kingdom.

Their relationships are intricate and pervasive, extending to every position and region within the kingdom.

Despite the efforts of several generations of their ancestors, who worked tirelessly for six generations, their main branch had declined to a terrible state and no longer had much say within the family.

But no matter what, the reputation is still there, so it can't go bankrupt, right?

The problem is that his father—the last of the six generations of descendants—had a major incident.

They want to build a waterway!

But as you drive, you run out of money. When you run out of money, you borrow it and keep driving. But then you run out of money again.

After a few back-and-forths, he really angered his father to death.

Then, in such a bizarre way, they went bankrupt.

Will wanted to temporarily pay off this debt.

He had no choice but to use all the savings he had accumulated over the years of travel, which he had intended to use to buy a good sword, to pay off his debts.

He said he wanted to get a better sword, but Will didn't actually have high requirements for the sword.

He just wanted a sword with spiritual power.

For a lord-level powerhouse, especially a nobleman, this is actually not difficult to do.

And that was indeed the case; Will later managed to obtain such a sword through various means.

But!

He acted as if he had encountered a ghost.

These swords are like a coachman's bread cart.

It always disappears inexplicably!

It wasn't because the forger died unexpectedly and couldn't make anymore; or because there was a sudden shortage of funds and it was used to pay off debts; or it was even stolen!

So he abandoned that plan and focused on finding swords that, while of high quality, were completely devoid of spirit.

But today!

Just as he was carrying the longsword made by Murphy and was about to reach the nearby village.

Suddenly, he felt as if he were being summoned!

Yes, although he never possessed any sword with a spirit.

But Will meant to tell himself that this was his sword calling to him!

He immediately jumped off the rented horse and ran to Roy, who was leading the way in the front row.

He drew his longsword and brandished it at him.

"I think I just heard this sword calling to me. Can you give me a spiritual test?"

Upon hearing this, Roy lowered his gaze to the sword, frowned slightly, and reached out to take it.

"Oh?"

He lightly touched it with his fingertips, sensed it for a moment, then raised his head with a strange expression and looked at Will.

"No, are you hallucinating?"

"How is that possible? I clearly heard it..."

Will was taken aback, and was about to retort, but the words stopped abruptly at the last minute.

"Could I really be hallucinating?"

He suddenly realized the voice was gone, so he could only purse his lips, mutter something in confusion, and turn back.

But the moment he returned, that familiar voice rang out again.

He turned back.

"No, wait, I definitely heard it."

"Are you sure?" Roy asked again to confirm.

"It's gone again? What the hell? Is there something wrong with you? It disappeared before it even got to you."

However, Will noticed that the sound he had just heard clearly had suddenly disappeared again, and he looked at Roy with a questioning expression.

Roy looked at Will as if he were an idiot.

"Have you ever considered that it might not be your sword that's calling to you?"

"If it's not a sword, then what is it? It can't be a wheelchair, can it?"

Will frowned and said something casually. He expected Roy to refute him or scold him.

But he was met with only a brief silence.

Will: "?"

Will looked up at Roy, who stared at him expressionlessly.

He froze, took a few steps back, and looked at the wheelchair strapped to the back of the horse.

The voices calling him grew louder.

Will swallowed hard, and said incredulously:

"It really does look like a wheelchair."

"Why don't you try putting that wheelchair down?"

Roy covered the lower half of his face with his hands, his voice sounding strange, as if he was forcibly holding back his laughter.

Will's lips twitched, but he still did as he was told and placed the wheelchair on the ground.

As soon as he put the wheelchair on the ground, it rolled away into the distance.

After rolling to a place that was neither too far nor too near, it stopped moving.

When Will approaches, it retreats; when Will retreats, it approaches, always maintaining this distance.

After a moment of contemplation, Will looked at Roy and asked a question.

"Has this wheelchair come to life?"

"Isn't this your favorite kind of spirituality?"

Roy shrugged, turned around, and spoke to Will with his back to him, his voice calm and unwavering.

But Will knew that the man didn't dare to face him; he was definitely grinning and mocking him.

"No way, why the hell does this wheelchair have a spirit?"

Other people's items possessing spiritual power: longswords, magical artifacts, treasures

Will's spiritual items: wheelchair

It's just... (｀^′)>

"And this wheelchair wasn't made for me, was it? Isn't it Ella's? No, if it really had a spirit, why would it come to me instead of Ella?"

However, before Will could speak, the other wheelchair seemed to have heard him.

Suddenly, the wheelchair opposite them charged at Will in a fit of rage, as if Will had said something offensive and it was about to run him over and kill him.

Will's expression changed, but he intended to step aside to avoid it.

However, the wheelchair veered off course and charged towards him menacingly, as if it had encountered an enemy.

He could only ask Roy as he ran.

"No way, what the hell is wrong with this thing?"

Roy turned to look at Will, who was being chased, and no longer concealed his malice, grinning and mocking him in a sarcastic tone.

"Maybe he's angry because he feels betrayed by you? After all, from the moment he left, you were the one who couldn't wait to ride him around everywhere, right?"

Will was too lazy to run, so he simply picked up the wheelchair.

He stared at the two wheels still spinning in the air, his expression contorted, and cursed in exasperation.

"No way, are you crazy?"

Ella, who was walking in front, noticed that the people behind her had suddenly fallen behind, so she turned around to take a look.

Upon arrival, they saw Will holding up a wheelchair, its wheels still spinning...

What's going on?

Ella was a little confused about the situation and looked Will up and down as he struggled with the wheelchair.

"No, I saw you guys suddenly stop moving, and I thought something had happened. What's with you using a wheelchair like that?"

"Oh, the heartless Mr. Will tried to distance himself from Miss Wheelchair and got hunted down," Roy said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ella was completely bewildered, having no idea what Roy was talking about.

"It's like this wheelchair suddenly came to life, and maybe because I'm the first person to use it, it treated me like its owner!"

When Will heard Roy speaking ill of him, he immediately began to explain loudly.

Ella turned to look at Roy, who was clearly on the verge of losing his composure.

"No, really?"

"Although I hate to admit it, it seems to be true."

After Roy finished speaking, he continued to mock Will.

"That's great news! Congratulations! Have you ever seen a knight ride a wheelchair with a spirit? Even legendary powerhouses can't do that."

"Are you looking for trouble?"

……

Meanwhile, Murphy, the instigator, is still messing with the spider.

Suddenly, a reward popped up in front of me.

[The weapon spirit has been forged for the first time.]

[Reward: Earth Breath grants an additional effect.]