The Runesmith Chapter 321: More Tests.

Chapter 321: More Tests.

“Are you sure about this Boss?” 

“Yeah, just pull the trigger?”

“Maybe I should move a bit further away, what if you can’t dodge?”

“I’m not going to dodge it.”

“Not dodging? What are you testing then? Is there a hidden runic item in your sleeve or something?”

“Not really, stop asking questions and just pull the trigger already.”

“If you say so…”

A confused Bernir was standing ten meters away from Roland with a runic weapon in hand. The weapon in question had the shape of a rifle with a square-shaped spot cut out where a cylinder would usually be. In there a square cube with various runic symbols was resting and was used instead of ammunition. After the cla.s.s change and acquiring the upgraded version of the rune compression skill, the runic batteries had become much smaller. The need for Bernir to carry a whole backpack as reserve ammunition with him around was not needed anymore.

Not that long ago the upgraded runic rifle was handed down to Bernir who had been the one to actually make it. Roland just needed to infuse it with runes and then slide the upgraded version of the runic battery in. With his rune crafting skill being upgraded to the next tier, working with tier 2 runes became as easy as breathing. With only a couple of taps with his hammer, he was able to inscribe runic pathways.

During the trial, he had to work tirelessly through many nights which also allowed him to level up his skills further. Then thanks to his rune copy skill and increase in stats, he could perform this task on multiple objects throughout the day without even getting tired or receiving a headache. As long as he didn’t let his mana slide below ten percent, he would not feel the usual aftereffects of overusing magic.

This opened up a lot of manufacturing possibilities as he would not need to spend as much time crafting items anymore. While usually higher tier runesmiths focused on creating level-appropriate gear, there was no reason not to earn some change by going with the factory approach. As long as he had someone else create the required items, putting a tier 2 rune on any weapon wouldn’t put a dent in his mana reserves.

This would allow him to create items for his store while still being able to work on other things. Then there was also the contract that he had with Arthur that forced him to put things up at the auction house. There was no need to show his hand yet, before the

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of his true cla.s.s was made he needed to prepare. Today he decided to wrap up most of the tests before moving on to the next phase.

“Okay Boss here I go…Huh?”

“Something wrong?”

“It’s not working…”

“Is it now? Try firing at one of the dummies then.”

“Okay?”

The confused Bernir looked at the firearm in his hand and pointed it toward one of the wooden dummies. The moment he pressed the trigger he could see the runic battery flicker for a second before the spell effect took shape. A bolt of blue energy left the gun-shaped barrel and connected with the wood. It was a clean hit that left a large hole in the wooden dummy.

“Is it working? Strange…”

“Good, now try it on me again, just take a few steps back.”

Roland’s a.s.sistant finally realized that something was going on. When he took two steps back and tried to fire again, the weapon didn’t go off. Only when he was about fifteen meters away would the weapon activate. The blue bolt of energy traveled in a straight line but connected with what looked to be a s.h.i.+eld made of mana.

“Good, that’s enough, I’ve got all the data I need now, you can go back ”

“Was that all? Well, if you need any more help with something just call me over Boss.”

The two nodded at each other before parting ways. The mana s.h.i.+eld that was created wasn’t anything new as he had just inscribed a rune onto a bracelet. The new skill that made runes smaller would allow him to actually put tier 2 runes on smaller items like this. Perhaps if it was leveled up even further, then perhaps even greater runes would be feasible.

‘The Rune Authority skill has a range of around fourteen meters but that’s not the tricky part.’

Today he was wrapping up his testing of the skills that he had gained. The less destructive ones were being measured as his weapon testing facility had almost been destroyed during an earlier event. The Rune Authority allowed him to disable other magical devices. There were a few drawbacks, one of them was the limited range. This put this skill in the close-range category, at least until he was able to level it up further.

The second drawback was that he actually needed to know the way the item operated. In this case, where it was a rune that he created himself, it didn’t take much brain power. It was like flipping an on-and-off switch. However, when something he wasn’t familiar with was presented to him, it would not work.

Before he called Bernir over for the ranged test, he performed another one on a magical lamp. It was an old item he got when he was testing his Runic Eye of Truth. It wasn’t a runic item but was enchanted through a different magical language. The test was successful and he was able to disable an item that was created in a different magical language that he was specialized in. Thanks to translating the enchantment into runic and understanding it, he was able to flip the switch off as well.

‘I’m not sure if I should activate the eyes during combat though, it will depend on the complexity of the magical item and how much time I have.’

He could see himself being able to a.n.a.lyze other enchanted items through the eye skill. Even during combat, it would be a possibility, yet this would not be something easily performed. Roland needed to gain more practice in this field as he had only now become resistant to the side effects of using this skill. Only now did it become manageable but activating it during a stressful encounter would still not be an easy task.

‘I probably won’t be able to use it on anything too complex but nevertheless, it is another tool that I can use now. I’d need to run a few tests before using it in actual combat but Bernir wouldn’t be a good sparring partner, I also need something that I’m not that familiar with.’

To combine Rune Authority and True Runic Sight in combat he needed a sparring partner equipped with an enchanted weapon or armor. Only if he wasn’t aware of what they were using would it be an actual test. However there were two problems with this plan, one was the right person for the job, and the other, the enchanted weapon.

‘Should I have Elodia ask one of the kids to go buy one from the dwarves?’

His relations.h.i.+p with the union wasn’t the greatest to this day. He couldn’t just waltz over to one of their shops to buy an enchanted weapon. Neither could Bernir’s or his wife that had been blacklisted from their stores. That left other people whom he would need to ask for favors.

‘Or I could just go to the black market, they should have some enchanted weapons there, some that I might have not seen before.’

The black market was here and now after the new dungeon was discovered it would attract more dangerous individuals. Black merchants would probably see this as an opportunity to make a lot of money and soon congregate in this place. Thanks to his craft the high prices down there weren’t a problem. Some of the weapons were occult in nature or meant for a.s.sa.s.sination that usually didn’t appear in regular magic smithing shops. If he could gain a blade with such an enchantment and have someone come at him in a controlled way, then it could potentially be a valid testing environment.

‘But who could I ask? Bernir doesn’t have enough mana to wield an actual magical weapon, neither does his wife… That only leaves them…’

There weren’t that many people that he trusted with his business. Of his acquaintances that could perform this task, only a few fit the bill. This was of course the group he went on the gold rank adventurer quest on or Elodia’s siblings. Considering that he didn’t trust Armand to keep his mouth shut, that s.h.i.+fted it towards Lobelia. The girl was part of the thieves guild as well, having her use some type of poison dagger wouldn’t even be strange.

‘Grisalde is an option too… but she could babble in a drunken stupor like that idiot too and it’s better to not show Senna too much…’

His opinion of that group wasn’t made up yet. They had gone through a traumatic adventure but this didn’t mean that they wouldn’t toss him to the wolves if things got troublesome. Lobelia was his best choice as she was aware of a lot more than the others were already. There was no need to make things more complicated than they already were. For the time being he decided to visit the black market to see if he could find something worthwhile. That is after he was done with testing all that he wanted to test, the last thing on his agenda was at his old forge.

The runic furnace sprung to life even before he entered the room. The Basic Runic Region skill had advanced into its regular variant and allowed him to control his creations from even further. Perhaps when it was maxed out then the range would be around a hundred meters or even over it if he added all the stats he was receiving.

After gaining the new cla.s.s the two truly new skills that could be considered smithing ones, were Forgefire Control and Expert Forging. The latter gave him knowledge of some crafting techniques that he wasn’t aware of. Thanks to it he would be able to always create something of high quality. It seemed like a reward for attaining a higher form of crafting cla.s.s.

‘It does let me control the flames but I can already do that by altering the runes and magic output, is this really it?’

Roland was somewhat disappointed in this skill. While it would allow him to manipulate the flames inside of a forge or a smelter, it was kind of pointless with the one he had before him. The runic program he infused along with the card system for Bernir was already doing the same thing. This gave him a bit more wiggle room for fine-tuning but would only matter if he worked on a regular furnace without any runes on it.

“Hm… what if I do this…”

This skill didn’t appear during the trial so he wasn’t acquainted with it. The knowledge was implemented into his brain so that he could use it and after fiddling around he found another use for it. His resistance to flames was quite advanced and with the added enhancements to his skin, he decided to give it a go. Normally putting hands into a glowing furnace wouldn’t be advised but to a magical smith like him, it wasn’t a big issue.

“It does work…Neat.”

The flames from the forge heeded his call. They swirled towards his palm as if drawn to it and remained above it in the form of a twister. After drawing his hand back the orange fire remained burning brightly while using his own mana as fuel. The first thing that he noticed was that the usage was a bit lower than what he needed to insert into the actual runic furnace. It seemed that this skill had some uses to it as the flames could be moved around and even placed on different surfaces for a while.

‘This requires a lot of control… it might take some time to get used to…’

Roland looked at the orange ball of flames swirling atop his anvil. The heat that it was giving off was highly concentrated on the inside. Normally this would be enough to make the deep steel anvil heat up and start to go red but the skill kept the heat from escaping into the environment. Then thanks to his Parallel Thinking trait he could focus on crafting while watching over the flames with a secondary mind.

After sticking an iron rod into the flames and watching it start to melt he canceled the skill. The follow-up test brought another thing to the forefront, he could not activate it from regular flames. Even if he created it from a runic item like his armor’s gloves, it would just not activate.

‘It’s probably limited to things that are identified as a type of furnace, will it work at a regular fireplace? or a campfire then?’

Normally making a campfire inside of an underground workshop wouldn’t be the best idea but luckily there was a ventilation system here. After gathering some wood and lighting it on fire he continued with the test. To his surprise, the flames were actually not reacting from the campfire only when he a.s.sembled something that looked like a furnace would the skill activate.

‘Strange limitations…’

To him, this didn’t make any sense but at this point, he stopped questioning how this strange world worked. Normally the skill should be compatible with any fire source but it wasn’t. Perhaps the world didn’t want any magically inclined crafter to use this skill for battle. Otherwise, they could create a concentrated ball of flames from a simple lighter or maybe even a spark.

‘Could I make a miniaturized forge to use this skill?’

While he had no intention of using this skill for battle, having a portable forge with him wouldn’t be a bad thing. Roland still had the intention of going down into the new dungeon and leveling up his cla.s.s. The monsters on the inside would probably not pose as much of a threat as they did before. He wouldn’t even need to use the cannon anymore, winning with just his battle skills would be possible now.

The idea would be to bring a small enough forge that could activate the skill and then use it to perform rune smithing. It was possible to force the runes into cold metal but considering that he would be moving onto something much harder, the softening of metal process was a requirement. Even with the increase in stats, the process of cold rune crafting wouldn’t be easy.

‘There is a limit to the Rapid Machine Rea.s.sembly skill, it probably won't be that easy to use it when I move on to mithril items. I will have to look into this later but now let’s focus on other things.’

Not much time had pa.s.sed since he returned to his home. He managed to perform some of the tests that he wanted and now the time for advancements was upon him. First of all there was his current project that included a.s.sembling spatial runes. On the workbench there was his first creation, as always it looked like an unsuspecting block of metal. Slowly he moved up to it and placed his hand over the surface.

The length of this piece of metal was about thirty centimeters and the width was ten. The thickness was mostly what he was interested in as he was slowly attempting to lower the requirements. At the moment it was too thick to be included in his armor that needed to be made from red mithril.

After injecting a bit of his mana into the runic structure his hand began to sink in. There was no visible change to the block of metal to indicate a spatial pocket. No dark spots, just his hand sinking in as if through a liquid to grab the item that was hidden inside. Soon he took out an apple that seemed to have survived the first spatial item he created.

“It somewhat works like a regular bag but not quite the same…”

Roland nodded at the apple that he quickly cut apart to see if there was a change to it. There were various item bags with multiple functions. Some even provided a s.p.a.ce that wouldn’t rot food inside of them, while others didn’t. The one he copied was just a simple one that would have the fruit inside age with time. Not enough time had pa.s.sed since putting it in but he a.s.sumed that this would be the case if it was left there for too long.

‘Regular bags are always working and open, this runic variant requires me to open it with mana… This probably means that it just stores the coordinates to something like a pocket dimension and when I use it, then the path is open.’

Even though he was a tier 3 cla.s.s holder and now capable of producing spatial runes, it was still at the copying stage. Perhaps with more time, he would be able to create a full-blown dimensional bag that wouldn’t require a jolt of mana to open. The usage was still a bit high and wouldn’t allow people with lover cla.s.ses to activate this runic variant.

“This is still a step in the right direction… and having a spatial bag that can’t be opened by anyone else than me isn’t bad… Now, what should I do with it…”

After placing the sliced in half apple back into the spatial s.p.a.ce he created, his eyes glanced at a pile of rocks to the side. They contained a lot of crimson ores and needed to be processed. Then on the workbench, there was also the old pendant that helped him hide his cla.s.s, after examining it through his runic eyes he found out its secrets as well. There were so many items he wanted to create but not that much time left to go around. In his mind, trouble would be appearing sooner or later as it always did.