The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

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From the moment the rioters stormed into the room until they were reduced to pieces, the scene unfolded.

Viner didn't even see how the long-haired man made his move.

Did he really pull the blunt blade out of its sheath?

"They want fame and fortune, so they want to fight over this knife."

"how about you?"

The long-haired swordsman turned towards Vina.

"I do not want it."

Wiener gave up without hesitation.

They didn't even realize when they regained their ability to speak.

With the lesson learned from the past right before their eyes, if they still thought they could take the blunt sword from this long-haired swordsman with their own abilities, they wouldn't have enough lives to spare.

"This is your own stuff."

The long-haired swordsman seemed somewhat helpless.

"A real man doesn't say no, he doesn't say no."

Wiener shook his head faster than a rattle-drum.

"...That's fine then. Take it when you need it."

After speaking, the long-haired swordsman placed his hand on the hilt of his sword again.

"Shh!"

The silver light reappeared.

A crisp slash rang out, and the lightning-fast strike finally landed on Vina.

Wiener felt as if his body was being torn apart by an invisible force—

"call--!"

Wiener woke up with a start, his back soaked in sweat.

He examined himself thoroughly but found no external injuries.

The feeling of his soul being torn apart was so real, as if he had almost died there.

This was the first time Wiener had encountered such a situation.

If every user must undergo such a test, it's no wonder that so few people are able to use weapons forged through the Spirit Awakening method.

If he hadn't forged the knife himself, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape unscathed so easily.

The blade was still dulled in his hand, and only half of the Gondorav mark on the back of his hand was lit up.

This means that Wiener is not currently capable of fully mastering this weapon.

Although it can be swung like an ordinary sword, it would be a terrible waste.

The long-haired swordsman's swordsmanship left a very deep impression on Venus.

"If I could hone my swordsmanship to the same level as him, I would probably be able to wield this sword, wouldn't I?"

Wiener looked at the knife in his hand and muttered to himself.

As if it had heard his words, the light on the back of his hand flashed again.

Something suddenly appeared in Wiener's mind.

"Zero Flash?"

This is the name of the sword technique used by the long-haired man.

A high-speed draw slash derived from Iaijutsu, invisible to the naked eye.

Gundolaf memorized the method of practicing this secret technique into Wiener's mind.

"So it wasn't a complete loss?"

Wiener consoled himself, and then prepared to put the blunt blade back into its sheath.

"Snapped!"

The moment the blunt end of the cleaver was aligned with the scabbard, the scabbard snapped in two.

This scabbard was forged at the same time as the blade blank, and it is unlikely to have any issues such as aging or disrepair over time.

There is only one explanation for why it broke into two pieces so easily.

After being awakened, the sharpness of the cleaver is no longer something that can be contained in an ordinary scabbard.

A bad feeling instantly washed over Wiener.

Question: If a knife can cut through anything, how do you make a scabbard that can't cut through anything?

Wiener fell into deep thought.

"Bang, bang."

A crisp knock echoed in the quiet air.

Just as Viner was about to open the door, he saw the dull cleaver in his hand, which seemed to have nowhere to go.

Even though he didn't know who was outside the door, it just didn't seem right to open the door for someone while carrying a knife.

Thinking of this, Venere simply stabbed the blunt blade into the ground.

The blade sliced through all obstacles as easily as if it were tofu, disappearing into the ground in an instant, leaving only the handle sticking out.

This solved the problem of where to put the sharp edge.

The weapons I forged were indeed without any problems.

Wiener nodded in satisfaction and then opened the door.

“Who is it?” Wiener asked.

"Oh, my name is Felix, and I'm a student at the Alchemy Institute starting today."

"I live next door, and I'm thinking that tomorrow is the official start of school, so I'd like to say hello to my classmates in the same department."

The one knocking on the door was Felix, who possessed an unparalleled handsome face.

Perhaps because he had just taken a bath, Felix was not wearing the school uniform that covered most of his skin, but instead a pure white shirt.

The collarbone, barely visible at the shirt collar, showed no curves even through the fabric, while her long, white legs were enough to spark the imagination.

If it were the science and engineering students from the Alchemy Institute, they would probably blush and be speechless upon seeing this scene.

But Wiener only glanced at it politely before speaking.

“I’m a student at the Combat Academy. We’re classmates but not from the same academy. If you’re looking for a student from the Alchemy Academy, you’ve come to the wrong place.”

"Secondly, when traveling alone, you should also take care to protect yourself. Avoid doing anything that could be misunderstood."

Wiener pointed to Felix's smooth thighs.

Her thighs were firm and her calves were long, with a perky bottom and a face so beautiful that her gender could be ignored.

If it weren't for that barely noticeable Adam's apple, Wiener would have almost been mistaken.

What a cute boy.

"Achoo." Clay sneezed for no reason.

Chapter 19 Felix's Request

"Oh, thanks for reminding me."

I don't know if it's natural, or if they simply don't realize how devastating their appearance is.

When faced with Wiener's reminder, Felix simply thanked her as usual, without any further reaction.

On the contrary, it was Vena's claim of being a student at the Fighting Academy that aroused the other party's curiosity.

"Wait, you said you're from the Arena?"

Felix suddenly froze, taking a few steps back as if to confirm that he hadn't misread it.

He turned back, his face full of confusion. "But this is the Alchemy Institute's dormitory!"

"There are very complicated reasons for this. You just need to know that I did take the entrance exam for the Alchemy Institute."

Given the current situation, Wiener didn't know how to explain it either.

"So you've encountered the same situation."

Upon hearing this, Felix seemed to find resonance, and an "I understand" expression appeared on his face.

"It's like I was admitted to the Martial Arts Academy, but I was assigned to the Alchemy Academy instead."

"But the accommodations at the Alchemy Institute are amazing! Not only are they all private villas, but you can even take a bath in the bathroom!"

Felix's eyes sparkled with satisfaction.

The child was so dazzling that it was almost impossible for Vener to open her eyes.

"Now that we've said our greetings, please leave if there's nothing else."

Wiener placed his hand on the door, preparing to close it and ask the guest to leave.

"Wait, you still haven't told me your name!"

Felix reached one hand into the doorway, stopping Wiener from closing it.

"call-"

Wiener took a deep breath and seamlessly switched to the business-like smile he had when he was a blacksmith shop owner.

"My name is Vena, a first-year student in the Combat Academy of St. Freya Academy, and I also work part-time as a blacksmith."

"If you have any forging-related requests in the future, I hope you will take care of me."

If he were still in Lumiel Village, Vina wouldn't have to worry about orders at all. They might not be of high quality, but the quantity would be so plentiful that he'd be overwhelmed with orders.

But things were different when she arrived at St. Freya Academy; Vina was determined to rebuild her clientele.

These students with bright futures are all potential high-quality customers.

It's always beneficial to cultivate good relationships beforehand.

"Vina is a blacksmith? Can you repair weapons?"

Unexpectedly, this answer piqued Felix's interest, and he asked curiously.

I didn't expect business to come to us so quickly.

“Yes, but depending on the difficulty of the repair and the material of the weapon, there will be a certain fee and materials required,” Viner replied.

"But I don't have any materials. Can I use all my credits?"

Felix asked Wiener.

"Is it all based on academic credits? That makes it difficult to price."

He simply enjoys making things he likes and selling them to people he finds appealing; his desire for money isn't particularly strong.

The two stared at each other, a subtle tension seemingly hanging in the air.

In the end, it was Wiener who succumbed first in the eye contact.

"Never mind, let me see the weapon you're planning to repair first," Vena said with a soft sigh.

"Alright, Venus, please wait a moment!"

Upon hearing Wiener's words, Felix's face immediately lit up with joy.

After saying that, he turned around and ran back to the dormitory next door.

Felix returned quickly, carrying a sword.

Repairing weapons takes time, so Felix wore an extra layer to keep warm.