The Guild Master of Demon Hunters that the Empire is Obsessed With - The Guild Master of Demon Hunters that the Empire is Obsessed With chapter 150

150 – Blacksmith at the Edge (5)

I have been here before and know the internal structure.

So, I was able to find the place I wanted by avoiding the giant blacksmiths stomping around.

The workshop of Sunehillung, a blacksmith who specializes in repairs.

I tried pushing the closed door, but it didn’t move because it was a door for giants over ten meters tall.

“Lucene. Open the door. It won’t budget.”

“Ew!”

When Lucene pushed with both hands, surprisingly, the door began to slowly open.

Of course, Lucene.

Although my spirit was broken on the foreign trail, my strength was the strongest.

A tremendous amount of heat and dazzling light came through the crack in the open door.

Boom!

My body is shaking.

Boom!

Boom!

A giant blacksmith was pounding iron with a hammer the size of a house.

“Hello!”

Lucene screamed against his back

However, as if he couldn’t hear, the giant turned his back and continued hammering.

“Sleep, wait, sleep! Wait, Liza!”

It’s hard to talk because my body shakes every time the hammer falls.

The blacksmith, who had just finished hammering, plunged the red-hot iron into the water bucket next to him.

The water tank is large enough to fit our entire guild building.

When the iron went in there, a huge amount of steam exploded along with an ear-piercing noise.

At the moment the giant took out the iron again, Lucene shouted again.

“Hello!!”

Only then did the giant look back.

“Huh? Human?”

The bearded giant squinted to get a closer look at us.

“Why are humans here? Wait a minute…”

The giant who made eye contact with me scratched his temple with fingers as thick and rough as a pine tree.

“Are you Leonard?”

“Hello, Uncle Sunehilung.”

“Leonard? Haha! You bastard!”

As Sune Hilung laughed out loud, his body trembled.

“How many years has it been? “What is that thing you’re carrying on your back?”

“Someone I know. Is there a place I can lie down here? I passed out.”

“Wait a moment.”

Sunehilung rummaged through a shelf hanging high up in the sky and pulled out a handkerchief as large as the national flag flying on the fleet’s flagship.

Sunehilung folded it a few times and it became a great bed.

“Lay it here.”

Sunehillung asked as he was about to put Emeric down.

“Why did that person faint?”

“I was stepped on by foreign media on the trail of foreign media.”

“Huh, oh my. Did you come back there again?”

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“That’s the shortest way to get here.”

“That’s right. Then what about the human next to me?”

Sunehilung looked at Lucene.

“We came together.”

“What are you doing, human? Is he a demon hunter like you?”

“I am a berserker. My name is Lucene.”

Lucene stepped forward and introduced herself.

“A berserker? No matter how much of a berserker you are, you probably wouldn’t be able to pass through that place unscathed, right?”

“He fainted on the way, so I dragged him there.”

Sunehilung grinned as if he knew my answer.

“So Leonard, what are you doing here? You even dragged your friends.”

“Ah, I’m here to fix this. Lucene. Let me show you.”

When Lucene held up the Thundermite, Sunehilung carefully picked it up with his index finger and thumb.

“It’s not just a hammer. Where on earth did this come from?”

“I made it myself.”

Sunehillung tilted his head at Lucene’s answer.

“You mean this? A human? Hmm. I don’t understand. I’ll fix it anyway.”

“And this too.”

Lucene poured out her heavily armored Titan’s Step from her bag.

Ichae flashed in the eyes of seasoned blacksmith Sunehillung.

“I don’t think it’s regular armor either.”

“I’ve been using it for so long that it looks a little worn out. Can you take a look?”

“I’ll take a look.”

Lucene’s face turned bright red.

“Oh, I’m so glad.”

“At some point, let’s throw away Thundermite and just go back.”

“Hehe.”

Sunehilung went to the desk on the other side with Thundermite and Titan armor.

The desk was filled with all kinds of detailed work tools.

Sunehilung pulled up a chair, sat down, put on extremely thick reading glasses, and took out an awl-like tool.

Although it is called an awl, it looks like the size of a beam from an ancient temple.

Sunehillung, who was poking Nightrend with an awl, looked at me through reading glasses and asked.

“Leonard. But is your sword safe?”

“Nightrend? Actually, I’d like you to take a look at that too.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll fix this and take a look at that too. It won’t take long.”

Faint magical smoke began to rise from the tip of the awl that pierced Nightrend.

“aah! Leonard! Please save my life!!”

At that time, Emeric, who was lying on the handkerchief her, screamed.

I turned around to see if he had woken up, but he closed his eyes and groaned.

“Please, please… Forgive me…”

“What are you talking about, that guy?”

I shook my head in response to Lucene’s question.

“I don’t know either.”

“Should I throw it in the bucket over there? Do you think it will wake you up?”

I laughed as I looked at the steaming bucket of water.

“Does anyone have any business making boiled pork? Leave it alone. You have the last resort, so you came to your senses quickly, but that guy doesn’t have anything like that, so it’ll take a while.”

“What a weak guy.”

Seeing Lucene clicking her tongue, she burst into laughter.

Perhaps, if he remembered the indecent behavior he saw on the foreign road, he might commit suicide by smashing his own head with a thundermite.

“This is a really great item.”

Sunehilung muttered as he repaired the Thundermite.

Infuse magical energy into the core, scrape off the melted part, and create a new shape.

The blacksmiths at the blacksmith shop at the end here are not ordinary giants.

As a race that creates divine weapons that will destroy the world, even magic weapons such as Thundermite can be easily repaired.

No matter how excellent a weapon is, it is made by humans.

“How are you these days?”

Sunehilung laughed lowly at my question.

“What can there be? It’s all about quenching.”

“Are there any other rumors?”

“Well, not many people come here, so I haven’t heard anything in particular.”

“Do you know anything about objects?”

“An object?”

When I told him about what happened in Lutger County, Sunehillung stopped what he was doing and scratched his temple.

“Yes. I heard that there was something like that at the entrance to Grimoire’s labyrinth. Broken and abandoned things were found all over the world. But there was a fully functioning one floating, right?”

“Yes. I heard that the necromancer who defeated the Great Demon with me moved it, but I don’t understand it at all.”

“Hmm, I see. Wouldn’t it be the fastest way to meet that strong magician?”

“But I don’t know where they are hiding. That’s what necromancers do.”

“That’s right. Okay, it’s done.”

Sunehilung presented the restored Thundermite to Lucene.

Lucene, holding it in his hand, brought down the thunderbolt onto the huge anvil in front of him.

Kwagwagwagwanggwang!

“It’s perfect. Thank you, Uncle Sunehilung.”

“Heh heh.”

This time, Sunehilung continued speaking while observing the steps of the heavily armored titan.

“That object is a very suspicious sign. When something that cannot be understood through common sense happens, something bigger happens next. This is fine. Just wear it.”

Sune Hilung swept the Titan’s steps into his palm and gave them to Lucene.

“Let me see that knife.”

When I pulled out the Nightrend, Sunehilung looked at it closely and asked.

“The seal has weakened.”

“I released it a few times. The last time it came out up to my ankle.”

“Then next time it will come out completely.”

“How to stop it?”

“Nothing. You can delay the release time, but you can’t stop it. Next time, you will be released unconditionally.”

“Okay… That’s bad news… “

“What on earth happened that made it necessary to solve this?”

He told us about the events that opened Nightrend.

When tearing open the portal to another world, when shattering the Great Temple, when falling from the sky.

“It was an unavoidable situation. Pray that something like that won’t happen next time.”

“Perhaps the person receiving your prayers would also like that.”

Sunehillung’s complexion darkened a little.

“I will tie the final seal tightly. Just wait.”

Sunehilung left the workshop stomping.

“Hey, Leon. What on earth are you talking about? Huh? That gray giant in Nightrend. What is that, huh?”

“You don’t have to know. If you have to find out, you won’t understand.”

“What are you doing that for?”

“You don’t have to know.”

“Hmm.”

Lucene, who was looking at me with suspicious eyes, changed the topic.

“But how do I get home? Do I have to go through that strange place again?”

“You can use the return scroll. Even though entry is blocked, exit is free.”

“Are you taking that too?”

Lucene looked at Emeric.

Even now, Emeric was still groaning and talking in his sleep, asking for forgiveness.

The guy who calls himself the Imperial Knight Commander is such an idiot.

I’m really going crazy wondering why that bastard was on the foreign trail by himself.

I slowly turned my attention to Sunehilung’s water container.

The water tank must have cooled down quickly in the cold northern air and was no longer producing steam.

“Lucene. Let’s wake her up.”

“Okay.”

Lucene walked over with long strides and threw Emeric onto the bucket of water.

“Save me! Save me! Save me!!”

After a while, Emeric screamed while splashing.

Such a pathetic guy.

He clicked his tongue as he watched Emeric being dragged out to Lucene.