Abe the Wizard

“Thank you, Camille. I will be careful,” Abel said while nodding his head.

“We arrived. Both Carlos and I bought our carving knife here.” Said Camille as she led Abel to the front of a shop.

The storefront of that shop was filled with all kinds of knives, swords, and shields. Under the gaze of Abel, all those knives, swords, and shields did not look too bad. They were all made from a hundred skill iron base. Behind the counter, there was a rank, secured with two full body armor.

“Isn’t this a place for Wizards to exchange their stuff? Why are there so many weapons? Abel asked quietly.

“Junior brother. Do wizards have any ability to protect themselves? Of course, they need to buy some warrior or knights equipment to protect themselves. All the equipment in our store is the best of the best. If you give a tip to the thing that protects you, they will definitely remain loyal to you.” Said a raspy voice coming from somewhere. It was the owner of the shop, a burly man with a face full of beard, who was around 2.2 meters tall. He came up to Abel after he overheard his question.

“Dorian, this is my junior brother Abel, he wants to buy a carving knife,” Camille said hello to Dorian, the burly man with a face full of beard.

After Dorian had heard Camille’s introduction, he looked at Abel in disbelief. He asked, “Abel? May I ask, what is your name?”

“Abel Harry,” Abel bowed and replied.

“My respected Master, Elite Black Smith Dorian salute to you!” Said Dorian as he bowed deeply.

“Dorian, you are too polite!” Said Abel after returning a greeting.

“It is my pride to have you visiting my shop!” Said Dorian in pure excitement.

“Wait, Dorian. Did you just call Abel a Master?” Camille asked in a puzzled tone.

“Camille, did you not know that Master Abel is a Black Smith Master? He was the 36th Black Smith Master in the Holy Continent, as well as the youngest Black Smith Master. According to statistics, he is the closest Blacksmith Master to becoming a Grandmaster Black Smith!” Said Dorian, his voice filled with his respect for Abel.

“Abel?” Camille was dumbstruck. She seemed to have lost her ability to speak all of a sudden. All she could do was stare at Abel. She had only regained her concentration after a while and asked Abel, “Abel, why didn’t you ever mention you are a Black Smith Master?”

“That’s because no one had asked me,” Abel innocently stared at Camille.

“Shouldn’t you be the one who tells us first?” Said Camille staring back at Abel in a somewhat helpless way. It was such an important thing, but Abel had always pretended like it was nothing and never told her about it.

“I came to the magic tower to become a wizard. What does my other status have to do with it? The teacher had said that the status and wealth of an ordinary person have nothing to do with being a wizard. As long as you are a member of the wizards, you will be granted the identity of a wizard.”

“Do you really not know what being a Black Smith Master signifies? Camille realized maybe Abel didn’t know too much about being a Black Smith Master.

She proceeded to say, “Other than making powerful weapons. Black Smith Masters can also work with wizards to make powerful magic weapons. For example, a wand that increases ice attacks, without the help of a Black Smith Master, it is impossible to make one.”

Seeing the dumb look on Abel’s face, Camille waved her hand and said: “Whatever, you had just become a novice wizard. The teacher will teach you this stuff in the future.”

Abel did not know how to make a wand at all. He had only socialized with knights in the past, and almost everything he made was equipment for knights. Master Bentham had said in the past that Abel could become a student of the dwarfs, and further develop his forging ability. But at the time, Abel only wanted to become a wizard and did not pay too much attention to a Black Smith Master’s study.

Now, his perspective had changed. It seemed like the connection between Black Smith Masters and wizards were actually a lot closer than he thought. They seemed to have a special yet tightly linked relationship. If he had the chance in the future, he would definitely sit down and have a good talk with teacher Wizard Morton.

“Master Abel, did you say you want a carving knife?” During all this time, Dorian’s sight did not leave Abel at all. When Abel noticed Dorian, it looked like he was looking into the eyes of a fan seeing a superstar.

“Yes, your excellency Dorian. I need a carving knife for my study of rune sign-making,” Abel said with a laugh.

“Please wait,” Dorian said and bowed. It was somewhat comedic to see a 2.2meters gigantic bowing to the 1.85 meters Abel.

Dorian turned around and searched in a box behind the counter. After a while, he carefully took out a dark gold color carving knife and handed it to Abel with two hands. Dorian said, “I had accidentally found a natural ore around here. However, the ore was too small to make any weapons out of it, so I made this carving knife. Upon its completion, I realized this carving knife was a lot sharper than anything else on the market. Please give it a critique.”

Abel received Dorian’s carving knife with two hands and closely examined it. This carving knife looked like it was made with some kind of alloy. Abel tapped it two times with his hand. It seemed like there was some extremely balanced heavy metal inside it. If this kind of natural compound gold was sharped to such extent, it would be even rarer than other valuable ores. This alloy was truly unique.

“The material of this carving knife was compounded with many types of metal. You said it’s a natural ore, so it was compounded naturally. Materials like these were so rare. You can almost call it a treasure from the sky,” said Abel in a careful tone.

“Master Abel, your sight is too good. I have shown this carving knife to many Black Smiths and wizards, but never a Black Smith Master. The few wizards I have shown this carving knife to agree with what you have said. It’s just that they were not too interested in these compound metals. Although these types of metal were sharper than gold, they could not increase the amount of magical ability being injected. Therefore in the eyes of those wizards, this carving knife is not too different from the ones made with normal metals,” said Dorian looking at Abel with respect.

Abel smiled in a little embarrassment. The alloy could be seen everywhere in his previous world. Even primary school kids could understand the concept of alloy. However, this carving knife in the hand of Abel was good for both study and practical use. He was not like the other wizards who only cared about magical ability. If Abel could separate the compounds within the alloy, he might be able to make some extremely powerful weapons.

According to the statistics in the Horadric cube, the attacking power of this world’s weapons was generally lower, to the point where it’s basically impossible to hurt anyone with a ‘absorb material impact’ rune sign. Abel calculated, although these weapons might have no problem battling a low-rank monster in Rogue encampment, it would most likely have a problem battling high-rank monsters. Since Abel had discovered a type of alloy that could increase a weapon’s attacking power, it provided him with a direction for experimenting in the future. That’s good news.

“How much for this carving knife?” Abel asked as he stared at the carving knife in his hand in excitement.

“Master Abel, if you like it, I can give it to you as a gift. That ore didn’t cost me that much, and my forging skills are nothing compared to yours anyway, so don’t ever talk gold coins with me.” Said Dorian waving both of his hands.

“That’s?” Abel was a little hesitant. He really wanted this carving knife, but his heart won’t let him take advantage of Dorian and walk away with this carving knife for free.

“Abel, just accept it. I knew Dorian for many years. If he said, he wants to give you something as a gift. With his personality, he would rather throw it away than take it back,” Camille couldn’t help but interrupt seeing Abel’s hesitation.

“Ok, thank you, your excellency, I’ll accept this gift. If you have any questions in regards to forgery, feel free to ask me. Of course, I had not been studying forgery for too long, so I might not be able to answer some of your questions, but I’ll try my best,” said Abel in a somewhat serious tone.

“Thank you, Master Abel.” Hearing Abel’s promise, Dorian was filled with joy. Although Dorian was already an elite Black Smith, he did not have any inheritance. At first, he felt like he had lost his goal. However, after hearing this promise and guidance by a Black Smith Master, he had regained a sense of direction again. That was great news for Dorian.

On the way back, Camille asked Abel countless questions that made his brain hurts.

“Abel, how much does it cost if I want to buy a weapon from a Black Smith Master?”