Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 221

221. Aurora Skal (1)

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Slowly turning Griffon landed. The glacier-carved runway was shining with a soft white color. Ronan, who got off first, pounded the floor with his foot.

“It’s real ice.”

Even when I stepped on it, I couldn’t believe it. I was just wondering how he came up with such a crazy idea. After stroking Griffon’s head once, he reached out his hand to Adeshan.

“Come on down.”

“Thank you…”

Adeshan hesitantly grabbed Ronan’s hand. It was a trivial kindness that was usually done, but it felt different from before. Seeing her with her head down, Ronan asked anxiously.

“What is it, where are you sick?”

“Ugh no. just.”

Adeshan shook his head, his eyes closed. I couldn’t possibly make eye contact.

I was happy and ashamed, but a little intimidated. Contrary to himself, whose face was still about to explode, Ronan’s attitude was as calm as usual. on the subject of such a thing.

‘He must have dated many people besides me.’

Even though I knew it couldn’t be helped, I was a little resentful. I’ve never been in a relationship, let alone a one-sided love. Of course, Ronan was going through his own troubles.

‘Mistress is in trouble.’

Once I started to be conscious of it, I kept looking pretty. He was pretending to be calm, but in fact, he was in this state right after they kissed. In the first place, Ronan had never felt the emotion of love for the opposite sex throughout his two lives, so in a way this was more serious.

If we had the same mind, we wanted to check whether it was a blacksmith’s shop or even the touch of each other’s lips, but we couldn’t. I had to turn my attention elsewhere. Controlling his emotions with a deep breath, he looked around.

“Where do I go anyway?”

There was no such thing as a doorway on the vast plain of ice. It’s clear that there’s a forge in here, from the regular sound of hammering coming from underfoot. Adeshan barely lifted her head and opened her mouth.

“Let’s take a look around. It might take a while…”

“Yes. That would be nice.”

Ronan nodded. In order to keep Griffin from freezing to death, he had to quickly find the entrance. Suddenly, a man’s voice came from behind the two of them.

“What are you, a guest?”

“ok?”

It was a voice that I was unfamiliar with. Ronan and Adeshan turned around almost simultaneously. About twenty paces away, a giant with one head taller than them stood in short sleeves.

“Are you…?”

“It’s really sailing, and you’re lucky to find it here.”

The giant murmured in admiration. A large bucket was held in each hand. Rather than meeting them, it was more like they met by chance while working. he continued.

“It’s cold here. I will guide you to the entrance, so follow me.”

It was a friendly demeanor that contrasted with his harsh impression. It was the car that the giant was trying to turn around. Ronan, who was carefully examining him, raised his eyebrows.

“Wait a minute, aren’t you Didikan?”

“What’s that name…”

He stared at Ronan and dropped the bucket. empty! A transparent liquid of unknown purpose poured out. The giant’s eyes widened as if they were going to pop out.

“Oh my God, Ronan?”

“As expected.”

Seeing his bewilderment made it even clearer. The identity of the giant was Didican, a werewolf blacksmith who worked in Gran Cappadocia. An eccentric who built a machine that turns a moment into an eternity.

“How long has this been? I heard at first glance that you came back after Haeju.”

“It’s been a little over two years. You have a good beard.”

“Haha, doesn’t it suit you? It’s been a while since the lady next to me.”

“Hot hello…!”

Adeshan, who was dumbfounded, bowed and greeted. Didican, whom I met after a long time, was in human form.

His beard had grown unkempt, and his stern look had softened somewhat. It was a truly bizarre reunion. Ronan tapped his arm.

“Anyway, why are you here? What about Gran Cappadocia and Old Man Doron?”

“I sent that Doron saying it would be a good study. He told me to study for two or three years without changing his expression. What is the sense of time of a long-lived race?”

Didican shook his head in disgust. But judging by the smile on his lips, he didn’t seem to be particularly dissatisfied. Grabbing the bucket, he turned around.

“Follow me at once. I will guide you to our master.”

“Master?”

“okay. The blacksmith who teaches me here is really good at it. Give me the reins.”

“Oh yeah.”

Ronan did. Having been handed the reins of the griffon, Didikan moved on. Two people followed.

It was so wide that I had to walk for a longer time than I thought. The night sea with polar lights was beautiful. The sound of the crashing waves could still be heard beneath the colorful group dance.

When they reached one end of the glacier, they found a descent made of stone. From here, I could often meet people who seemed to be blacksmiths or workers, but unlike Gran Cappadocia, which was dominated by Dwarves, most of them were human. Didikan, who had been chatting with Ronan for a long time, asked, startled.

“What, was it you who saved us?! Then what about killing Jager?”

“Jager was killed by someone other than me. He was a pitiful guy, but the end went well.”

“I can’t believe it. Come to think of it, I think I heard that two humans saved us, but I thought it was you…”

Didican stuttered. The craftsmen who were kidnapped by Jaeger’s men accounted for about 30% of the total.

The remaining people of Aurora Skal held a siege for about a month or two with the door locked tightly, and it was said that the forge was still in operation. Because I knew I couldn’t break through this glacial fortress anyway. Didikan said in a slightly excited voice.

“If that is true, you guys are heroes. I don’t know how to thank you for this.”

“Thanks, only make good equipment.”

“Nothing. Don’t worry, I’ll tell you that. Oh, take care of this here.”

Suddenly, Didican handed over the griffon’s reins to a young man he met at the fork in the road. The young man accepted the reins with a deft gesture. He looked at the back of the griffon and opened his mouth.

“Don’t worry about Griffin. Because our stable is just as well kept warm as the lodging.”

“But, looking at it later, it’s not like it’s frozen chicken.”

“Hahaha, depending on your constitution, you can sweat even if you sleep in short sleeves. Now we are all here.”

After walking for a long time, Didican finally stopped. The stone gate, almost embedded in the glacier, was high and wide enough for prisoners to enter without bowing their heads.

When I opened the stone gate, a fairly long passage appeared. With each step, the sound of hammer strikes was getting closer. As soon as he left the aisle, the true form of the Aurora Skal unfolded before his eyes.

“Then welcome to Aurora Skal, the world’s only mobile forge.”

Didican said in a triumphant voice. The mouths of the two people following them opened spontaneously. Adeshan, who had been silent all along, let out admiration.

“Wow…”

“Awesome.”

Ronan also nodded as if acknowledging. There was a wide space comparable to the grand banquet hall of the imperial palace. Of course, it wasn’t that flashy, but it had its own rugged style.

Floors, walls, ceiling pillars…Most of the elements that make up the interior were made of bluish ice. It was like a battleship carved out of glaciers. People were running around and talking loudly.

“Hey, bring me some condensed water!”

“We need to feed the light before this aurora is over. Hurry!”

“What happened to the weapon the black man requested?”

It was much warmer than outside, but it was still absolutely cold, so they were still wearing thick fur coats.

It was busy just by looking at it, but it had a similar impression to Gran Cappadocia. The difference is that it is as lively as the daytime even though it is nighttime, and that words that are not heard in ordinary blacksmiths often come out. Ronan tilted his head.

“What is concentrating water?”

“It is a liquid applied to metals and equipment to smoothly absorb the power of the aurora borealis. Why did I spill it earlier? Feeding the light refers to the act of moving the equipment outside and applying concentrating water.”

“Aha… that’s right.”

Ronan’s eyebrows furrowed. Despite the kind explanation, I couldn’t understand what was being said. Didikan, who was guiding the two, suddenly rolled up his hands and shouted.

“Hey, where is Cartan?”

“Katan?”

Because he was a beast, his voice was definitely good. One of the workers, who were talking in groups of two or three, turned his head and answered.

“The 3rd studio. Are the two people behind you guests?”

“okay. But they weren’t just guests, they were the heroes who saved our Aurora Skal. It is thanks to these two that the comrades who were kidnapped by Jager were released.”

“What is it?”

The workers turned around in unison. Everyone seemed to have a lot of questions, but Didican ignored them and moved on.

“It would be better to have a conversation after completing the Ike request. They are all talkative.”

“I think that would be fine.”

Ronan nodded. After crossing the plaza and going through several stairs and corridors, they arrived at a room. There was a large sign on the wall that said it was Studio 3.

The space made by cutting the glacier wide was as wide as three smithy’s. The first thing that caught my eye was a brazier made of ice and blue flames swirling in it.

“It’s a flame that blooms when fueled by a special ore. It is much hotter than a normal fire.”

Didikan explained even though there were no questions asked. It was strange that the ice did not melt despite the considerable heat. Five or six artisans were doing their own work around the furnace.

Some people hammered it, and others quenched it by driving a sword body freshly taken out of a furnace into ice. Didikan approached a woman among them, arms crossed, looking at the hearth.

“Master.”

Didican called, but no answer came. She was wearing a bold outfit with wide pants and a top that only covered her chest.

But it didn’t feel particularly voluptuous, but it was because of his short hair like a man’s and his forearms as thick as himself. A tattoo of a certain dragon was engraved on the muscle-covered back.

‘Awesome.’

Even if they were tossed into the battlefield without weapons, it seemed like they would just catch about 10 people. It seemed to Doron that he knew why Didycan, who behaved recklessly, was showing respect. Embarrassed Didican coughed.

“Hmmm, Master. We have brought guests.”

“Are you Didican? Are you a guest?”

“yes. He said he was looking for the most skilled blacksmith in Aurora Skal. They are also the benefactors who cleared Jager’s soldiers.”

“what?”

The woman then turned around. Marya also showed off her abs, which were to be folded once. Compared to her wild body, her features were quite beautiful. Didican continued, pointing at the woman.

“Ronan, this is my teacher Katan. He is the best blacksmith in Aurora Skal.”

“I will not deny it. By the way, these kids saved us?”

“yes. So…”

The woman called Katan admitted that she was the best blacksmith. Didican briefly explained the truth of the incident he had heard from Ronan. As she looked at Ronan and Adeshan alternately, she exclaimed slightly.

“Huh, that sure sounds right. He still looks young, but he has this much energy… Forgive me for calling him a kid based on his appearance.”

“are you okay. I was quick to apologize and I am used to being treated like that.”

“Thank you. As Didi Khan told me, my name is Katarn. First of all, thank you from the bottom of my heart for saving my colleagues.”

Katarn, who expressed his gratitude, offered to shake hands. Ronan, who held hands without much thought, flinched. It was as if he was touching the bark of a tree, not a human hand. It was because of the terrible calluses and scars.

‘There must have been a reason for his confidence.’

Ronan chuckled. With just this one handshake, the level of Katan could be grasped to some extent. He was a blacksmith who was incompetent. She said.

“Okay, now tell me what you came for. Seeing that you came around this time, it doesn’t seem like a normal situation.”

“It’s not really like that… First of all, this.”

Suddenly, Ronan, who was rummaging through his inner pocket, handed her a luxurious letter envelope. It was a letter of recommendation handwritten by the elders of the Festival of Swords. Katarn, who was reading the letter of recommendation, blew a whistle.

“Oh, it’s been a while since I saw a letter of recommendation. It’s the first time I’ve seen the old people of Heiran give such high praise.”

“What does it say?”

“It’s a spectacle. You will surely become proud when you see it, so try reading it on a day when your self-esteem is a little low.”

Katarn giggled. It seemed that it was written with a lot of gratitude. After returning the letter of recommendation, she continued.

“I have to work really hard on this. It’s time for the black man to come, so let’s start as soon as he leaves.”

“A black man?”

“okay. There are always guests who come around this time. Looking at it earlier, it seems that the weapon he requested has finally been completed, but I just start seeing it handed over.”

Ronan raised his eyebrows at the incomprehensible sound. It was the car he was talking about. An indescribably ominous and intense energy flashed from behind.

“What the fuck?”

The hair all over her body stood up at the same time. A sense of intimidation that I would never feel in everyday life was weighing on my shoulders.

“Are you okay?”

“Ronan? what’s the matter?”

Adeshan and Katan tilted their heads. Craftsmen were also continuing their work. After catching his breath, Ronan opened his mouth.

“…are you two okay?”

“Yes…? what?”

It seemed that no one else felt anything except him. It was strange that the sensitive Adeshan couldn’t feel it, even if it was Catan. Then, a strange voice came from behind Ronan’s back.

【Hey, did I request it yet?】