Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“A total of twenty silver coins, four complete sets of armor, five swords, and some jewelry.”
Watson fiddled with the stuff on the ground.
They had all been left behind by Wesley and the others. The heavy armor and the one-meter-long thin sword were shining, a clear sign that it was made with high-quality steel. After glancing at them, Watson looked at his brother, who was wearing cloth clothes and said, “Big Brother, these people all have armor on them. Why don’t you have any? Do you have such superior strength that you wouldn’t need any armor to defend your body?”
“What do you mean by superior strength? I’m just a Iron-tier warrior. Do you think I wouldn’t want to wear any armor? Each armor is worth ten silver coins. I’ve worked under Liszt for so long, and I’ve only saved eight silver coins. Five of them were used to buy this weapon.”
Vincent smiled bitterly and pointed at the heavy sword in his hand.
The heavy sword, which was as thick as a door, was not made of steel but black iron. Compared to steel, black iron was more brittle and easier to break.
Unlike other people who had worked in the Liszt Manor for ten to 20 years, he had only worked for a few years. Being able to save nearly ten silver coins was all the result of his hard work.
“In that case, I’ll make a suit of armor for you, Big Brother,” Watson said after thinking for a while.
It was a waste to put these armors here. He had the Super Fusion System, which could fuse four sets of armor together and definitely increase its performance by ten times.
“You can make armor too?” Vincent had a strange look in his eyes.
Blacksmithing was a rare and respectable profession in the entire Holy Dragon Kingdom.
When Vincent bought his huge sword, he had seen the process of blacksmithing with his own eyes. Those blacksmiths were all big and burly men. They used hot hammers and stuck tens of thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands of times, before they could forge a decent weapon. The process could be as short as a few days or as long as a few months. He did not expect his little brother, who had thin legs and arms, to also know how to forge.
Aside from knowing magic, Watson was also a Silver-tier warrior. In addition, he knew how to forge too, despite only being ten-years-old. Where did he learn so many things?
The weapons in this world were the same as the cultivation levels. They were also divided into Iron, Bronze, Silver…and so on. The corresponding level of defensive equipment could withstand the attacks of the same level. For these professions, a handy weapon was enough to multiply their combat strength by several times.
For example, just now, if Vincent had a Bronze-tier sword and a set of Bronze-tier armor, he would have been able to defeat Wesley and the others without Watson’s help. Unfortunately, a Bronze-tier weapon was worth a hundred gold coins and he could not afford it.
“Don’t worry, Big Brother. I only know a little about forging. I might not be able to forge anything decent, so please don’t be so hard on me,” Watson said modestly.
Vincent heaved a sigh of relief instead. If Watson said that he could forge an excellent defensive tool, he really would call Watson a monster.
Even if Watson was extraordinarily talented, it seemed that there were still some things that he could not do and immediately offered some words of comfort, “It doesn’t matter. These weapons belong to others anyway. It doesn’t matter if they’re broken! You’ll need to use the forging table when you’re forging, right? I know a few nearby blacksmiths. I’ll bring you there when I have the time.”
Forging necessitated the use of a high-temperature furnace to melt the iron into molten iron. It also required a heavy hammer to remove impurities. Without that equipment, even the best blacksmiths would not be able to display their abilities.
After hearing those words, Vincent no longer thought that Watson was proficient in forging. He only thought that his younger brother wanted to play. “Father still doesn’t know about Wesley’s attempt to rob the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. I have to hurry back and inform him! Our defenses must strengthened during the next few days, and if it really doesn’t work, we can hire two trustworthy people to prevent the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken from being stolen again.”
Because of what had just happened, Vincent became very concerned about the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. After leaving a few words, he turned around and left.
Seeing his big brother leave, Watson sat cross-legged on the ground.
Other people needed a forging table to forge, but the Super Fusion System meant that he did not need to go through that much trouble. He could not explain to his big brother about the system though, so the first thing he would do was fuse the armor there and give it to his big brother after a period of time. Then, he could pretend that he had secretly found someone to forge it.
At that moment, the attributes of several pieces of armor floated in front of his eyes.
[Iron-tier armor: Refined Steel Armor]
[Effect: able to withstand attacks from Iron-tier individuals]
[Master, do you wish to fuse the armor in front of you?]
“Fuse.”
Watson nodded, and the few pieces of armor in front of him immediately turned into white glow along with a whooshing sound. They collided together, then formed a vest covered completely with barbs. It then glowed with a thick bronze light.
[Fusion successful. Master has obtained Bronze-tier armor: Thornvest]
[Bronze-tier armor: Thornvest]
[Effect: able to withstand the attacks of Bronze-tier individuals.]
[Additional effect: repels 50% of the opponent’s attacks, weakening the effect of attacks that are above Bronze-tier.]
After sizing up the Thornvest, Watson put it on his back. He realized that it was a little big, so he wore it loosely. The hem of the vest could be used as a skirt for him.
He picked up a thin sword from the ground and slashed it on his body. His current strength was more than a thousand catties, so the strike was powerful and heavy, bringing with it a whistling wind.
With a muffled bang, the thin sword bounced away, and causing Watson’s arm to go numb. The Thornvest was not damaged at all, but on the contrary, a crack appeared on the thin sword.
“How strong!”
Watson’s eyes lit up. This thin sword was also an Iron-tier weapon, but it was useless in the fact of the Thornvest. If he had that vest earlier, he would not even need to eat the phoenix egg produced by fusing all hundred eggs. He could just stand there and allow Wesley’s group to attack. Retaliating was unnecessary for him to make those guards kneel.
Watson touched the Thornvest fondly and took it off. Although the defensive equipment was good, he had already promised to make armor for his big brother. Moreover, the vest was too big. It was better to let his big brother with eight-pack abs wear it.
After fusing the armor, Watson looked down and saw that there were five thin swords on the ground. Not one to let them go to waste, he fused them all.
[Fusion successful. Master has obtained a Bronze-tier weapon: Stormsword]
[Bronze-tier weapon: Stormsword]
[Effect: capable of breaking through the defense of Bronze-tier individuals.]
[Additional effect: when used, the blade will automatically compress the air, forming a sharp wind blade. The farthest attack can reach a range of ten meters.]
On his second look of the five thin swords fused together, their size had more than doubled and it appeared to be a green longsword.
Watson picked it up and waved it twice. A layer of flowing wind on the sword turned into a sharp blade, cutting through the air and leaving a crack on the ground. Watson could not help but smile when he saw that.
The attack power of this sword was comparable to that of Wesley’s. In other words, a weak person who obtained that sword could possess the same strength as Wesley. It was unsurprising then, that so many people were eager to get good weapons.
After that, Watson fused the clothes and jewelry left behind by Wesley’s group to obtain a dust-repelling Clean Clothes and an Ethereal Necklace that could soothe the mind. Unfortunately, they were both Iron-tier. He hung the necklace around his neck and was prepared to wear that loose robe as his pajamas.
His family was so poor, and as the eight child, he had to understand the principles of thriftiness.
…
Not far from him, outside the chicken farm.
“What did I see?”
Vincent hid behind the low fence and stared at Watson with his mouth agape. “The armor disappeared and turned into a vest. The thin sword also turned into a Bronze-tier weapon. They’re being forged into a weapon without a forging table. How did this happen?”
He had meant to leave, but suddenly remembered a question. He earlier saw Watson bringing out a hundred eggs, which suddenly disappeared and turned into a small ball. He wanted to ask how it was done, but he saw the scene before he could go back.
Vincent felt that his worldview had collapsed.
