Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!

Hwaruruk!

Chiiiik!

The repetition of smelting and hammering. Grid kept doing this for a full day. But the two White Tigers Breaths didnt yield. They resisted the flames and hammering to the end, becoming more ferocious. Every time they were hit by Grids hammer, the thorns spread out faster than before.

Ttaaang!

[You have wounded the pride of the noble White Tiger!]

[The White Tiger is angry!]

[You have suffered 890 damage.]

[You have suffered 844 damage...]

...

...

'This guy is like a yangban compared to the Red Phoenix.

It was like a hedgehog trying to protect itself. Whenever it was shocked, the White Tiger shot out dozens of thorns and Grids face became covered in wounds. He was displeased with the phrase the pride of the noble White Tiger. The White Tigers Breaths attacked every time its pride was damaged, so it was easy to tell how arrogant the White Tiger was.

'One day in the East Continent.

Ttaang~! Ttang!

If I happen to meet with the sacred creatures.

Kwaruk! Kwaruruk.

It is better not to associate with the White Tiger. No, I shouldnt meet it at all.

However, Grid had no time to think about it while hammering. He moved without hesitation to escape the thorns. Grid wasnt yet aware. The number of times Kraugel fed him potions was gradually diminishing.

This was his intention. Kraugels eyes shone. Why did Grid face it directly without resorting to the God Hands... Hes trying to understand the hidden intent and to analyze the patterns to develop his evasive power.

Grid thought up to here when creating an item? Grid wanted to make up what he was lacking. Kraugel admired Grids spirit.

This type of effort made him what he is now.

Was Kraugel, who looked at Grid with warm eyes, misunderstanding? Wasnt the reason why Grid didnt bring out the God Hands was because he was so immersed in making an item that he didnt use his head? No. It was what he intended.

Grid took the resistance of the White Tigers Breaths as a training opportunity. Practicing to avoid attacks when making items was better than easily defending with the God Hands. In other words, he focused on expanding his thinking and mastering control.

He calculated it from the beginning. Kraugel discovered this. However, Kraugel didnt notice one thing.

Thats right.

[The experience of Tiramet's Belt (Unique) has increased by 0.01%!]

It was raising the experience of his items. The quality of the White Tigers Breaths was high and the power was low, so the experience of Tiramet's Belt was steadily rising. It barely rose by 0.01% every thousand hits, but wasnt it still good?

If this was classified as a hit, the experience of Elfin Stones Ring could rise as well. Its a shame.

Thats right. Grid was aiming at three things while making the item. Improving his control skills, his item experience, and his thinking ability.

Ttang!

Ttang!

Of course, he didnt intend to make the item roughly. The present Grid wasnt foolish enough to waste the White Tiger Breaths. The most important part for Grid was the production of items, so he did his best to strengthen the White Tigers Breaths. He was in such a state of concentration that he could count exactly how many sparks flew every time he hammered.

But the result wasnt good.

Kwaruruk.

Kuk...!

Time passed. On the third day of the production, Grid was mentally tired. The momentum of the White Tigers Breath wasnt lowered at all.

No, how stubborn is it?

It was too strong compared to other production materials in the same class. Despite the repeated smelting and hammering, the White Tigers Breaths kept their original shape. Grid recalled the phrase pride of the noble White Tiger and saw the White Tigers nature as the reason for the lack of progress.

No, wait.

He realized it only on the third night.

Isnt this a matter of attribute rather than personality?'

The White Tiger had the earth attribute. And earth was strong against fire. As soon as he was reminded of the basics, Grid noticed that this work was wrong from the beginning.

The White Tigers Breath is the energy of the earth itself... It is a material that cant be smelted with conventional methods.

He had a headache. Kraugel, who had been guarding Grid for three days, saw that Grid stopped hammering and frowned as he noticed that something was wrong.

What's going on?"

"I cant smelt it.

...?"

Panmir was surprised from where he was sleeping on a mat to the side.

"What do you mean by you cant smelt it?

In the last three days, Panmir had been watching Grids every move. He didnt want to miss anything about the legendary blacksmiths work. He saw that there was nothing wrong with Grids actions. Grids workmanship was the best. Nevertheless, the White Tigers Breaths remained in their original form. Wasnt it because it couldnt be smelted?

Then is it impossible to make the item?

Panmir had no experience in dealing with myth rated materials and was confused. Unlike Kraugel, who was forced to stay silent because this wasnt his world, Panmir thought about it.

"Is the temperature of the fire lacking? Isnt the melting point very high because it is a material of the earth attribute?

No. The melting point has been reached.

Minerals were classified as pure substances and mixed substances. As a simple example, iron was a pure substance while steel was a mixed substance. Once iron was heated up, the temperature would continue to rise to the melting point of 1,530 degrees, but the temperature was maintained until the iron was completely melted. On the other hand, steel was a mixed substance and the temperature wasnt maintained. Even after the temperature reached the melting point, it kept increasing by 100 degrees.

Grid was able to distinguish between a pure substance and mixed substance based on the temperature change.

The White Tigers Breath is a pure substance. There are no foreign materials added. The evidence is that the temperature hasnt risen since it reached 7,230 degrees.

Yes, the temperature wasnt lacking. The system recognized the melting point of the White Tigers Breath as 7,230 degrees. In fact, just after the White Tigers Breath was taken out of the furnace, it was reduced to a clay-like intensity.

"But in this state, the shape doesnt change despite the repeated quenching and hammering?

"Yes. So I noticed a bit late. The material was so strong that I thought I needed to repeat the smelting and hammering many times to change shape gradually.

But not now.

"The smelting itself was wrong. I need to completely dissolve it to strengthen the White Tigers Breath.

The fire was enough. Nevertheless, the fact that it wasnt melted meant he needed another way. Grid judged and asked Kraugel and Panmir, "What attributes is the earth attribute weak to?

"It is naturally water and ice.

"If you go into the detailed classification, it is also vulnerable to plant-based skills.

"Soaking, transforming, freezing, cracking from the inside...is it?

Grid guessed. In order to strengthen the White Tigers Breaths, it was necessary to weaken the White Tigers Breaths first. But a blacksmith was related to fire. Water, ice, and plants werent Grids areas.

Then is it impossible for a blacksmith to strengthen the White Tigers Breath?'

Strictly speaking, it was impossible for him to do it alone and needed the cooperation of others. Grid had no choice but to miss Braham.

If there was Braham...

Bah! It is a simple matter. With the magic in this body, I will drown the bead like a rat. Or what if I turn it into ice and smash it?

He would say something like this. There was the illusion of Brahams voice ringing in his ears.

...Ah.

Grid smiled bitterly as he realized. His greatest strength was other people. He immediately sent a whisper to Lauel.

-Is there a magician in our guild who specializes in water magic?

-I dont know why youre asking, but theres one person who can use powerful water attribute magic.

Lauels vision was high. He was in a position to seek able people, but he always placed Grid in the center. He wouldnt use the word powerful for someone who wasnt. Grids expectations were heightened.

-Who is it?

-Euphemina.

-Ah!

Duplicator Euphemina. Right. She could duplicate the best water attribute magic. Grid started to see the solution but it was only for a second.

Is it that easy to duplicate the best magic?

She had to find a caster and watch in real-time how the magic was used. He didnt know how many days it would take Euphemina to copy the best water magic. Grid needed to strengthen the White Tigers Breaths now.

Lauel sent a whisper to the disappointed Grid.

-Hasnt Euphemina learnt Mumuds magic? I heard that she has Mumuds water attribute magic.

-Thats right! It was like this!

Grids face was filled with joy. Braham, who was one of the strongest among the legends. Mumud, one of the greatest talents who survived a one-on-one fight with the fire dragon Trauka. It was natural that Mumuds magic would be equal to Brahams magic.

The excited Grid immediately sent a whisper to Euphemina.

-Euphemina! Can you come to the smithy right now?

-Of course. Youre the one calling.

She didnt even ask why. Euphemina was the representative of the Grid loyalists. Thanks to Mumuds magic, she was devoted to hunting without the limitations of the Duplicator class. Now she immediately returned to Reinhardt.

***

"This is?

A white bead. Unlike a pearl, it was just white. It was a deep color. But the surface was shiny and there was a mysterious spiritual energy.

"Yes, that's right. Hit it with the water attribute magic. Continue until just before it breaks."

"Yes, I'll try."

Euphemina nodded and gathered both hands together. It was only a moment.

'What?'

Both Grid and Kraugel were surprised at the same time. There was a blue intangible aura that occasionally occurred when magicians used magic. The so-called mana in the smithy started to gather at Eupheminas fingertips. It was different from ordinary usage. Normal magicians emitted their mana while Euphemina seemed to absorb the surrounding mana.

Peeeeong!

Euphemina shot the mana gathered at her fingertips. It became a stream of water that struck the White Tigers Breaths. Then...

Heok!

Strong...

Grid and Kruagels faces turned white at the same time. It was because the White Tigers Breaths, which had maintained its complete shape despite Grid hammering it for three days and nights, was dented with a single blow.

Peng! Pepeng! Pepepeng!

Euphemina kept shooting the magic. She hit the two White Tigers Breaths until Grid told her to stop. The water she fired was as fierce as waves and his momentum was like an angry beast.

'The magic resembles the master...

Grid had been afraid of Euphemina in the past and trembled from the momentum.

"Stop! Its enough now!

Yes.

Euphemina stopped the magic and Grid immediately took the White Tigers Breaths. The White Tigers Breaths were cracked, like a glass bead on the verge of breaking.

Good!

Grid didnt delay. The white phosphorus wood was used as firewood and the white beads placed into the furnace that had been heated up to 7,230 degrees. Then...

Tatak! Tak.

In the flames, the cracks on the White Tigers Breaths grew bigger. The smelting was finally over. It was the moment when Grid and Kraugels knowledge, skills, and experiences were added to Eupheminas magic.

Grid sensed it. The strongest sword would be born.