~ Chapter 93: The Godlike Blacksmith (Part 2) ~
“Are you referring to the Supreme Adventurers?” Risha asked a bit confused by our conversation.
“No.” I shook my head. “Adventurer Guild rank and what we're talking about are two different things.” I explained.
“Is that so... Well, I never heard of such individuals until now.” she showed us a wry smile.
“I heard it from some traveling merchants. They spoke other languages, but apparently there are no such individuals in the Ten Swords Kingdom.”
“Hm, that's good to know.” I nodded.
With no Breakthrough-er to defend the Kingdom, then it could easily fall in dragon hands. I alone was more than enough to take complete control of it, but this wasn't my goal in the end. Even if it was, I would have taken a more different approach, such as taking control from the inside out and then forming a coup with the support of the people. Draejan attempted to take over Albeyater using military force and the people rebelled. Our side was more than happy to turn his ambitions to dust.
As we moved farther and farther from Ohirga Village, I began to notice a strange change in Tamara. Her eyes kept looking forward into the horizon, but they lacked the energy of a typical child. Her pulse was slow, and she didn't react unless we called her.
At first, I thought she was just feeling sick or something. [Identificus Processus Juridicus] didn't work that well on sapient species, and the 'Show Status' command was also useless as it didn't reveal anything other than what I already knew, so I decided to stop the horse and give her a checkup.
“Why are we stopping?” Kalderan asked.
“Tamara doesn't look well...” I said as I dismounted.
“What do you mean?” he asked as he looked at me with a furrowed brow.
All this time, he was carrying her on his horse, so there was a chance that she had a bit of motion sickness, but her rather apathetic reply to our calls made me doubt that.
“Tamara, are you feeling alright?” I asked as I carefully helped her get off the horse.
“This slave is in perfect health, Master.” she replied in a most stoic tone of voice.
“What the...” Kalderan reacted.
“Why did you say that? Tamara, what's wrong?” I asked her as I looked into her lifeless eyes.
She was still alive, that much I could tell, but it was as if she wasn't in control of her own body.
“What's wrong?” Risha asked as she pulled her horse closer to us.
“It's Tamara, she's acting weird.” I said.
“What do you mean by that?” she asked furrowing her brow as she too dismounted.
“Can't you see? She's behaving like a slave.” I said.
“But... she is a slave?” she said it as if it was obvious.
“She's not a slave, well not mine or anyone's here. There's no one to give her commands either, so why keep up the act?” I looked back at Risha.
“Hm, well... you do have a point there, but I think I have seen this sort of behavior on other slaves as well.” she said as she got close and looked into Tamara's eyes.
“You've see it before?” I furrowed my brow.
“Tamara?” she called to her.
The relliar perked her ears up and looked back at Risha.
“Are you Master's acquaintance?” she asked.
“Huh? No. Who is your master, Tamara?” Risha asked.
Tamara pointed a finger at me.
“This slave belongs to the individual over there.” she replied with the same lack of emotion as before.
“Where's her 'nya' 'nya' sounds from before?” Kalderan asked.
“It's like she's been brainwashed.” I said furrowing my brow.
“Hm... It must be the collar.” Risha said as she pointed at it.
“Can't we just take it off?” I asked.
She shook her head.
“I'm afraid that's not possible. Only someone with the proper skill can remove or make a slave collar. Those individuals are under watch by the kingdom and usually employed by a slave company, since they themselves can't be enslaved and having someone opening up slave collars left and right is bad for business and public safety.” Risha explained.
“But she was acting normal the day before.” Kalderan pointed out.
“The collar was probably partially inactive. With the death of the master, the ownership must have changed to the killer, resulting in Alkelios being the new master.”
“That's stupid. Why would you change the ownership to the killer?” I asked raising an eyebrow.
“Slaves are basically tools, items, therefore it's not profitable for the slave to die together with the master. It's more useful for them to be 'reassigned'.” Kalderan explained with a frown.
“It's also a good way to track down the killer in certain cases.” Risha added.
“And makes it possible for a slave company to safely recover its slaves from a thief.” said Kalderan.
“So, it's the collar's fault? Does that mean that she'll return to normal once we remove it?” I asked as I crossed my arms at my chest and then tilted my head to the right.
“In theory, yes. Removing it, however, isn't that easy. Not only do you have to find a company that has someone capable of releasing slaves, but you are also required to hold the proper official documents, such as those that act as proof of you legally buying her as well as the one through which your slave has been recognized as having received the governmental approval to be released.” Kalderan explained.
“Why is it so complicated?” I let out a sigh of annoyance.
“Because the slave dealers want to promote the idea that it is far more profitable to enslave someone and sell them off than it is to free them. Only nobles or very rich merchants are usually capable of freeing slaves, but without a proper reason, even they might not receive the proper authorization from the government.” Kalderan said with a sad look in his eyes as he patted Tamara on the head.
The little feline had no reaction to his gesture. Usually, she would have pushed her head up and showed a satisfied smile just like a house cat would.
“So... what you are saying is that freeing Tamara here would be difficult because those who can do it aren't found that easily, it would be expensive because of the law, and it would be a bureaucratic mess on top of that?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Unfortunately, if you want to free her legally, you would need the proper documentation for her like the act of ownership and legal enslavement. As far as I know, you hold neither document in your possession, and I doubt the merchant had them on him, considering what sort of macabre plans he had for her.” Risha said.
“To top it off, this did look like an illegal enslavement done by none other than the Black Company.” Kalderan said.
“Hm... So in other words... it's impossible to go at it through the legal ways?” I asked.
“Yes.” Kalderan nodded.
“Good! Then I guess I'll have to free her myself! Or just make something that does that for me. Hm, a collar removal tool? That might actually come in handy! Alright! Let's go with that!” I declared with a smile.
“Wait! What do you mean make one yourself? How can you make such a tool? With what? Where?” Risha asked as she looked at me with a perplexed expression on her face.
Leaving the doubting Risha aside and the sighing Kalderan, I walked away from the road and into the plains. Here, I upturned the ground with my magic and then flatted it until took a smooth appearance.
The two skills I was planning to use were these:
[Pony Power!] [Level 5]: Grants the Hero the ability to enchant and imbue with magic any item up to Godlike Rank. Enchants require an undamaged item or a test object for a temporary one. The Hero must have a clear understanding of the desired enchant if it is to properly work (this does not apply to Godlike Rank Enchants). The imbue of an item can be done only during the process of making the item and requires the Hero to shout out the skill's name. The strength of each Enchant depends on the amount of Magic Energy poured during the enchanting or imbue process.
[Advancement I]: Allows the creation and testing of new enchants based on the already know ones.
[Advancement II]: Allows the Hero to Enchant damaged items.
[Advancement III]: Enchants applied by the Hero may be focused on the core of the item so that outside damage does not affect them as much.
[Advancement IV]: Godlike Enchant List is now unlocked. [Godlike Enchant List]
[Rock Hard!] [Level 5]: Grants the Hero the ability to create any armor or weapon up to Godlike Rank. Smiting requires a Forge, an Anvil, and Smith's Tools. Leather Crafting requires a Tanning Rack and Leather Crafting Tools. Godlike Rank items require a Divine Forge, a Divine Anvil, and Divine Tools. Cost: Depends on the Item.
[Advancement I]: 50% less chance of breaking an item while crafting it.
[Advancement II]: Can now imbue items with Magic Energy to increase their durability.
[Advancement III]: Spawn the Divine Smith's Tools.
[Advancement IV]: Spawn the Divine Forge, the Divine Anvil, and the Divine Leather Crafting Tools.
Thus, without further ado, I spawned where I stood the Divine Forge, the Divine Anvil, and the Divine Smith's Tools. As usual, seeing these things made me show a wry smile. They all looked quite extravagant, bigger and far more majestic than I would have wanted them to be, and emitted an aura that would put a temple to shame.
On the bright side of things, they released such an oppressive aura that all the monsters in a couple kilometers radius would just flee away as fast as their legs could carry them.
“I'm going to be working for a bit now, so you can go ahead and prepare the camp.” I told them, but when I looked back, I saw them sweating bullets. “What?” I asked.
“A-Alkelios w-what's t-that?” Kalderan asked as he pointed at the forge.
“A Divine Forge. How else am I going to make Godlike Ranked items?” I raised an eyebrow at him.
“G-Godlike items? You mean the t-type that c-countries w-would k-kill for?” Risha asked.
“What do you think my swords are?” I scoffed.
“Y-Your s-swords a-are...” Risha fainted.
“A-Alkelios?” Kalderan looked at me with a wry smile.
“Yes?” I looked back at him.
“Buy a common sense skill. I'm gonna... I'm gonna take care of Risha and pretend like I didn't I see you spawn something the dwarfs mention only in legends.” he showed me a wry smile as he began to set up the camp.
Furrowing my brow, I looked back at the Divine Forge and wondered Are these things really that impressive?
Judging by their reactions, it was clear that they were beyond rare, but it could have also been because they weren't that well informed about the level of skill of the smiths on this continent. Soldra Town wasn't exactly what I would call 'a good place where you could find a weapon'. The blacksmiths there left me completely disappointed as they got all flustered just by seeing one of my mass-produced swords that weren't worth that much in Albeyater.
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