It was a leather armor with a soft golden light. Not only did it have breastplates to protect the chest, but it was a set that included shoulders, hands, and legs.
What normally would not be completed even after several months of hard work, was made in only three days. It was truly amazing work.
‘Did I really not know such a person?’
Ivan should have known a craftsman with such great skills. Of course, he said that his weapons were selling well, so he must be quite famous in the north…
Nord, craftsman, hero, Gbüdmund Son. (TN: whoops, sorry, I think this is his correct name)
Several keywords were recombined in Ivan’s head. And at a glance, someone with enough skills came to mind.
The blacksmith of the parched land, the golden hammer.
When it was a game, of course, there were blacksmiths who could repair weapons in each area. Among them, the owner of the forge in the dry land of the western part was the Golden Hammer. A very cynical character who only care about money.
He didn’t realize it because the images were so different, but after he suspected it, it seemed strangely similar to Fialar and the Golden Hammer.
‘Is that you? Or a father or blood relative?’
If it were you, what kind of things have you been through to change a person like this?
The game didn’t tell us about every character’s past. It just showed you what it wanted to show you.
“How is it? Isn’t it good?”
“It’s great. In that short time…”
“Time doesn’t matter. Performance matters.”
Ivan looked admiringly at the golden leather armor he had given him, but he was a little worried. No matter how urgently it was, it might be that something was lacking, and it was very burdensome if it was just shining golden.
However, when he actually wore it, the golden color disappeared as if it had been washed. Rather, it turned black as if it were absorbing the light, and the armor, which seemed a little loose, reduced its size and stuck to Ivan’s body. He wore armor, but it was so light that he did not feel any weight at all.
Bump! Bump!
Ivan patted his chest. What was so soft when worn was very hard.
He felt it instinctively. It must be unique
“Heh heh, what do you think?”
“Awesome. Being able to make something like, no wonder you treated my equipment as garbage.”
What normally would not be completed even after several months of hard work, was made in only three days. It was truly amazing work.
‘Did I really not know such a person?’
Ivan should have known a craftsman with such great skills. Of course, he said that his weapons were selling well, so he must be quite famous in the north…
Nord, craftsman, hero, Gbüdmund Son. (TN: whoops, sorry, I think this is his correct name)
Several keywords were recombined in Ivan’s head. And at a glance, someone with enough skills came to mind.
The blacksmith of the parched land, the golden hammer.
When it was a game, of course, there were blacksmiths who could repair weapons in each area. Among them, the owner of the forge in the dry land of the western part was the Golden Hammer. A very cynical character who only care about money.
He didn’t realize it because the images were so different, but after he suspected it, it seemed strangely similar to Fialar and the Golden Hammer.
‘Is that you? Or a father or blood relative?’
If it were you, what kind of things have you been through to change a person like this?
The game didn’t tell us about every character’s past. It just showed you what it wanted to show you.
“How is it? Isn’t it good?”
“It’s great. In that short time…”
“Time doesn’t matter. Performance matters.”
Ivan looked admiringly at the golden leather armor he had given him, but he was a little worried. No matter how urgently it was, it might be that something was lacking, and it was very burdensome if it was just shining golden.
However, when he actually wore it, the golden color disappeared as if it had been washed. Rather, it turned black as if it were absorbing the light, and the armor, which seemed a little loose, reduced its size and stuck to Ivan’s body. He wore armor, but it was so light that he did not feel any weight at all.
Bump! Bump!
Ivan patted his chest. What was so soft when worn was very hard.
He felt it instinctively. It must be unique
“Heh heh, what do you think?”
“Awesome. Being able to make something like, no wonder you treated my equipment as garbage.”
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