Published: September 4, 2025
Correction of typos made on 2/11.
Description about the alcohol content of firewater revised on 6/16.
This is Satou speaking. You should only drink alcohol after turning twenty! Although I had been accompanying my father’s nightly drinks and developed a taste for it since middle school, that saying might actually be quite important.
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The next morning, the sword was completed.
I hammered it so much, I might even see it in my dreams.
The secret potion of the dwarves was used when heating the mithril in the forge. Since the materials included powdered demon core, it might be a uniquely dwarven magical weapon. It seems to be of a different system than magical artifacts that use magic liquid.
“You managed to finish it without switching shifts. If you want to train seriously, come anytime. You could surpass me in no time.”
Old Dohal slapped my back with a bang.
Ugh! That hurt almost as much as WagaHai-kun’s tail attack. You’ve got to watch who you hit, or you might die, you know?
“You’re surprisingly skilled for a member of the human tribe!”
“Exactly. Honestly, you might be a dwarf without the beard!”
“Besides Dohal, I never thought anyone could swing that great hammer until morning.”
“We’d welcome you anytime, come whenever you like.”
Hmm, all I did was hammer the great hammer according to Old Dohal’s instructions until morning, but apparently the dwarven craftsmen recognized me. That’s nice, although the beard comment is unnecessary. It should grow in about five or six years... probably.
Old Dohal took the completed sword and went somewhere, so I went with the other dwarves to the dining hall for breakfast.
Jojori-san, who had fallen asleep in the corner, was woken up and brought along.
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After breakfast, I was summoned to the hall underground. It seems the space covers two floors with a high ceiling about four meters tall.
“Try swinging it.”
I took the sword he offered. It seems Old Dohal had added decorative non-slip features.
The finished sword is a double-edged bastard sword. It weighs only about 70-80% as much as a normal iron sword. When I held it, it felt even lighter. I think swords that are too light might lack power...
When I took a stance, it felt more natural than the sword I had hammered before. Maybe it has good balance?
If I use this as a model to hammer another, maybe I can make one better than before.
I swung it lightly.
Feels good.
This time I swung faster.
With cheap swords, you can feel air resistance, but this sword has almost no resistance—like a Holy Sword. Yeah, it’s a good sword.
“Now try swinging it while imbuing magic power.”
Old Dohal, who had been watching me swing, gave me another instruction.
Magic blades are supposed to be rare skills, so should I just channel magic normally?
I infused about 10 points of magic power.
Wow, magic flows through it as easily as Liza’s spear. As expected of a sword hammered by a master dwarf. Or maybe it’s the mithril’s inherent property.
Green lines like ripples appeared on the sword’s surface. It’s a feature of high-quality mithril weapons. When I added more magic power, a red glow leaked out like Liza’s Demonic Spear.
I stopped at about 50 points so as not to break it by pushing magic power to the limit.
Strangely, the sword became heavier the more magic I infused. At first, I thought it was just my imagination at 10 points, but now it’s definitely heavier. Since there was no sign of magic circuits formed while hammering, maybe it’s a property of the mithril itself?
I wondered if the great hammer could be made smaller if forged from mithril, so I asked later. They told me that making the great hammer from mithril would cause the magic channeled through the hammer to adversely affect the mithril during forging.
“Hmm, you have good muscle. Let’s spar a little.”
With that, Old Dohal took out a battle axe and got into stance. The moment the battle axe entered my sight, my danger sense activated.
No way, isn’t that some kind of cursed weapon? I can see a red-black ominous aura.