Master of none

Chapter 2100. Broken items

Chapter 2100. Broken items

"Brother." The single word was right next to Walker's face. He felt a rough push on his shoulder a second later and had no choice to wake up. "Midnight, I known I said we could walk around the city, but you don't have to shape me up." Walker tried to catch Midnight but she jumped back. She had been spending a lot more time in the dragonkin form lately. But that was so she could more easily wander around. She didn't have to be on the look out for a battle right now. They had made it home. Back to Genesis. Theta dh no pressing matters. No memories that were plotting to destroy the world. They had everything at peace which meant that it was their chance to enjoy things. Especially since they were all still somewhat healing from their wounds. Midnight's scales were still a bit rough and she didn't have the energy to fly until the muscles under those scales healed better. Walker was the same with how he was stuck at a weaker level than everyone else. However, he had been amazed that he was gaining more experience from the general sewage of his other skills. He had managed to cook a little bit in the morning and noticed hse gained a decent chipmunk of experience. Not that it would be a lot if he was higher level. Regardless, it was nice to see this new world flow working better than ever. He liked his class, the jack of all trades. It was the same as his system but he was definitely able to see the bonus of it better now. Every single thing he did fit in to some other class to some degree. So, even while he was tying a knot around the string of his pants, he felt that he had gained some experience points. This would have been the same for someone like a sailor who tied knots of wooden ships to maintain the sails and other aspects of the ship.

"No, blacksmith." Midnight knew that Walker had mentioned seeing the wandering blacksmith in his forge the next morning after they had all spent a lot of time eating. The celebration had not gone late. Everyone had been tired when it came to the work they had done for literal days on end. While it was mostly mental, the ideas and the paperwork were enough to put anyone at their weakest. That was the danger of paperwork. A hidden enemy to combat as much as possible, Or to run from if you're fast enough. The entire city was still celebrating though. Most businesses were open. Many merchant still selling their wares. However, the city was in a state of joy due to the victory. Family members that were able to return home celebrated. Those who had lost their loved ones in this long term war against the demon lord and chaotic mana, created monuments to them. The largest square in Genesis now had the addition of various statues. While they were small, they stood for every single being lost in this battle. Their names carved. Their features described by their families so that they could always visit them as they remembered them. The history of this time would not be forgotten. What had really pushed Walker to tell the wandering blacksmith that he would visit him, wasn't that Walker wanted to pass off all the random materials and monster materials that he had gained while adventuring in his battles. No, there was an issue. Or at least Walker felt like it was one. The eternal codex had stopped listening to him. While he had thought it was because he was unable to use the same skills and was weaker, he realized that there was a small crack on it. Pen that should have been repaired when the eternal codex changed its shape and form. When the mana was influenced around, within, and through it, the eternal codex could change forms. But when it had been used to channel the true mana, it had somehow cracked. The small crystal like center had cracked, but also the metals within it. This seemed impossible since it should reform. Whoever, Walker couldn't tell it to since his mana was just being pushed back away from it. Since the wandering blacksmith knew that Walker would be coming to see him, he ignored heading to his workshop that had plenty of his tools in it. Instead, he had stayed in the mansion while taking over the mansion workshop again. The forge was known to him, and still had all the tools he needed. So it was a fine change of pace for what he was needing to work on. The sound of rapidly scribbling on paper made its way in to Walker and Midnight's ears. They watched as they came inside the forge to see a tall piece of paper on the wall. From what it looked like, the wandering blacksmith was making a large metal staff of some sort, no, a large human sized metal hammer blueprint. 'Magma hammer blueprint

The wandering blacksmith had no idea what to say. He hadn't seen an issue, let alone an astounding metal! he had just seen the layer of metal that had to fall off to show the real metal underneath. like rust, not an amazing new alloy!

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