Chapter 50

"Absolutely not. With this shape, the heat won't be used efficiently in the furnace."

"The construction is too weak. There's still a long way to go."

"What's wrong, Lord Arus? It's still too early to sleep. I'll keep the lights on, so feel free to work on the creation."

"It barely meets the passing grade. Let's move on to installing larger ones."

"We need to make it more precise. Otherwise, even if it can be used, it will break soon."

"Alright, this should be usable. Let's move on to the next step. We'll make a bellows."

"Indeed, Lord Arus, how little you know. Just having a furnace doesn't mean you can forge. Of course not."

"Understood, Lord Arus. Even if you start a fire in the furnace, the temperature won't rise without blowing air into it. That's why we need a bellows to send air."

"Making a bellows from wood has nothing to do with me? What are you talking about? With such an attitude, you won't get good weapons. Come on, let's build it together."

"Good, this is good. This newly built bellows, matching the furnace, is truly a masterpiece of the forge. Lord Arus, you must agree. Look closely, open your eyes wide."

"Is this the end? What are you talking about? It's far from over. There are still other things we need."

"Although a furnace is necessary for forging, the fuel you put in the furnace is also crucial. If the fuel is bad, you won't get good results."

"That's right. It's not just about adding firewood to a campfire. We need to make charcoal."

"Are we making another furnace? Of course, Lord Arus. It's absolutely necessary."

"This village is such a waste. There's a vast forest, and wood is abundant, yet no one can make high-quality charcoal."

"Listen, Lord Arus. The secret to making charcoal is to block the air."

"Firewood turns to ash when it burns. But what happens if you seal it and block the air? The wood burns without turning to ash, retaining its shape."

"The better the charcoal, the easier it is to use. But in this village, you can't get such good charcoal."

"Right, Lord Arus, you're starting to understand. If you don't have it, you make it. That's what a creator does."

"I've traveled far and wide. I've shed many tears over not being able to get the necessary materials. But as a creator, you can't complain."

"Why do you travel instead of staying in one place? ...Well, many things have happened."

"Oh, no, Lord Arus. You need to do it this way to maintain airtightness. It's fine to talk, but don't slack off."

"Uh-huh, it's looking good. With this, we can make good charcoal."

"Now, it's time to put in the fire. What? You haven't had a proper sleep for days? Don't worry, you won't die from that."

"More importantly, it's time to put in the fire. The beginning is crucial. Don't worry, if you follow my instructions, you won't fail."

"You want me to do it? But the one who built this furnace and wants the weapon is you, Lord Arus, not me. If you don't have the determination to see it through, what will you do?"

"Come on, let's get to it. Ah, don't handle it so roughly. Here, I'll lend it to you. Got it? This is how you do it."

"Indeed, it's a fine furnace. The warm fire is filling the room. Hot? This is just the beginning."

"Now, it's time to turn the boar's tusk into a weapon. Watch closely. Just by sharpening it, it can become a decent weapon. But if we combine it with a catalyst here..."

"Where are you going, Lord Arus? I'm still explaining. Ah, where are you going!!!"

Are you kidding me!

I was almost forced to work day and night to build the facilities for weapon-making in Gran.

That guy is crazy.

Maybe I underestimated the extent to which a creator's mind can go off the rails.

Anyway, I can't keep this up any longer.

I shook off Gran's hand and fled back to my bed.

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