strokinit Chapter 1094: It's Finally About To Begin!
Chapter 1094: It's Finally About To Begin!
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"Looks like all participants are here..." the young King of the Luminous Kingdom nodded with a smile, his youthful and handsome face admiring the view. "There's a lot of people here, looks like gathering funds doing this was a success! All seats are taken."
"Indeed, what did I tell you? you complained the tickets were too expensive, but Players are rich, so it doesn't matter," laughed the Queen sitting by his side.
"Mama! Papa! When is the competition starting? Are they going to fight yet?" their little son was complaining, sitting on his own small throne between both rulers.
The King and the Queen sighed.
"Dear, I already told you that there is no fighting, this is a competition between craftsmen!" said the Queen. "You will see them working hard to do their best and make the best equipment with what we provide of them. It's a complete battle of skill and mastery over crafting!"
"Eh? What?!" little Gustav gasped, incapable of believing this. "No way! That's boring!"
"It's not boring, its very interesting," said the King. "It's all about what they can come out with. BY providing the same even field, such as the same materials for everyone, the same blueprints and such, a craftsmen can show their true potential and talents. You'll see. Despite giving them all the same things, every single one of them will make something different."
"Huh..." the child was still bored. "Can I get popcorn?"
"Sure, I suppose," the Queen sighed. "Hey, you, bring the prince some popcorn, hurry."
A soldier quickly felt paralyzed the moment the Queen addressed him with her crimson eyes glaring at his very soul.
"Y-Yes!"
He ran off, and then quickly brought popcorn.
"Nom, thanks mama!"
The spoiled prince ate his fill, as the rulers watched the contestants. Aside from the Forgery Brothers, and Ambil's group, which included the famous Planta and her partner, Titan, there were several other groups.
The majority looked rather average, like just any blacksmith you'll find around, but amongst them, there were some old masters that looked like they could be more than just old men.
A dwarf with a red beard and long crimson hair, and fiery orange eyes, his Aura emanated the power of Fire Spirits.
A brownie woman with short blonde hair and sharp blue eyes, she seemed different than the rest, her eyes, her expression, and the golden hammer she held, it brought their attention.
And then there was a tall draconic man, with red scales over his body, sharp claws, horns, and wings, with long black hair and golden eyes, he surveyed the other participants.
And lastly, someone who they couldn't identify, some sort of alchemist or magician, wearing a black cloak and whose hands were wearing black gloves, their appearance couldn't be seen, but their Aura seemed strangely ominous.
"Is that black cloaked person safe?" the Queen wondered.
"Witch?! And who even invited a barbarian like YOU here, old man?!" Teressa barked.
"Hah, I have no time to talk with you..." Jackinston shrugged, ignoring her.
"Y-Youuu!" Teressa gritted her teeth. "You'll see! I'll surpass you on sales this month!"
Both were confident they could improve their own items once they finally understand what made Planta so special.
"Uwaah... So many people..." Planta looked around, feeling slightly nervous.
"Don't worry, we got this," Mark gave her a thumbs up.
"Yeah, don't worry about those folks, concentrate on the smithy!" Ambil nodded.
"Hahh... I'll do my best," nodded Planta, preparing herself.
"Now that all participants are ready, there's nothing else to wait! The contest shall now begin!"
The referee called, as all craftsmen immediately started working, the heat of their smithies quickly making the entire arena temperature rise.
"It has finally begun."
"Hm, I see."
"Let's watch for now."
"Interesting, how these humans do their things..."
A group of four cloaked figures stood hidden inside of the arena's passages, looking at the scene beneath shadows.
As the people cheered and the smithies flared with their flames and heated the arena, the craftsmen immediately started working.
The materials given and the blueprint was right in front of them. Elayne, Mark, and Ambil looked at the things.
"So the first thing we have to make is... A simple sword made of Bronze with a single Fire Spirit Stone?" wondered Ambil. "Pff, that's piss easy! What's with this competition?"
"It's easy because they leave the rest to the craftsmen," Planta said. "They most likely want us to surprise them with our own ideas after all!"
"Interesting, then let's begin right away! Planta, Ambil, I'll support you with everything I have," Mark said.
And so it began.
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