Abe the Wizard - Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Master Robbin

Master Robbin lived in a typical dwarf style house. It looked like it was made for giants, but everything inside was made specifically for dwarfs and their size. This juxtaposition was quite shocking.

“I heard that Abel you became a Blacksmith Master 2 years ago. I wanted to get in touch with Bentham to see what was going on at the time since he was the one who pushed you, but I was way too busy. Then, I heard that you had also become a wizard, but then you’ve been expelled from the human world!” Master Robbin sat down with Abel and Master Thorin.

Although the chairs were a little low, it was still wide enough for Abel to sit comfortably. Bartoli didn’t sit down, instead, she quietly stood behind Abel.

“Master Robbin, I stayed in Moon Guardian City for a bit after I was expelled from the human world. Then, I roamed around for a bit. I only got the chance to see you now!” Said Abel with a smile. His elf identity Master Bennett was a secret because of Grand Duke Edwina’s care for him.

“It must be rough for you, roam around outside at such a young age. If you want, you can stay here. Or any other dwarf city, I don’t think there is a single person who will reject you!” Master Robbin sighed.

“Yeah, especially your wine making skill Master Abel!” Master Thorin added.

“Thank you. Actually, things might settle soon. I don’t think it will take too long until I can go back!” Abel was waiting for the reply of his teacher Wizard Morton. According to what he had said, the Wizard Union might have high change soon.

By this point Master Thorin knew it was basically impossible to get Abel to stay, so he quickly changed topic “Let’s change topic Master Abel, let teacher see your Blackfire Magic Staff!”

Before Abel even said anything, Bartoli had already placed that Blackfire Magic Staff on the center table and returned behind Abel.

“Master Robbin, this is a Blackfire Magic staff I’ve made. I’ve used the soul of a Blackrock python as the source material!” Abel explained.

Master Robbin carefully picked up the magic staff. He closely examined it from top to bottom and then used his power of the will to check its attributes. Afterward, he let out a big laugh.

Abel was a little confused. He looked at the laughing Master Robbin and then Master Thorin. He asked, “Is there something wrong with this magic staff?”

“No, Master Abel. The quality is just excellent. Teacher is just happy you are the one who made it!” Master a Thorin explained softly.

“Thorin, didn’t you tell Abel about the significance of the magic staff?” Said Master Robbin as he continued to laugh.

“No. I only realized it yesterday, so I’ll just leave you to explain!” Said Master Thorin with a smile.

“Abel, Magic staffs are the hardest gear to make. In other words, the skills required to make them have already exceeded the knowledge of normal Blacksmiths. No one can make one without an immensely strong mastery in the bases of forgery. Also, since magic staffs are the most precious and powerful weapon, it is extremely rare to find dwarfs who could make them. So, every single magic staff out there was made by a few Blacksmiths in collaboration with wizards.” Master Robbin explained.

“This Blackfire magic staff can turn the 3 times unleash to 10 times unleash. Is that your idea?” Master Robbin asked.

“Yeah, I changed up the pattern a little bit and added a magic gem to power it. So, this boosts up the attribute of the magic staff a little bit!” Abel explained.

“I don’t know the firepower of this blackrock python, but they shouldn’t be more than level 15 as an intermediate spiritual beast. It is extraordinary that you preserved so much of its fire power. Normally its already amazing if a blacksmith can preserve half of it.” He said in an admiring tone.

Abel remembered this blackrock python had been badly injured by Lady Carrie’s scroll before it even had the chance to spit out much fire. Afterward, he had collected its soul with just one stab of his Jade Tan Do.

If Master Robbin didn’t bring this up, Abel wouldn’t even realize he had done a great job in preserving its fire power, but he still didn’t know how he did it. Maybe it was because this blackrock python hadn’t got the chance to spit out much fire, or those dark gold weapons from the Dark World were just good at preserving souls.

“Too bad the ‘inferno’ of this magic staff is too low level. If it was higher, it can definitely be a timeless magic staff!” Master Robbin put down the magic staff and added with a sigh. He then followed “but, no matter what, this Blackfire Magic Staff represents one thing!”

Master Robbin paused and looked at this young human, his successor by name. Afterward, he said in a certain yet gentle voice, “Abel, you have reached the ability of a Grand Master!”

Abel felt his heart drop. He was not expecting this at all. A Blacksmith Grand Master was the highest glory of a Blacksmith in the Holy Continent. There were only a few who were still alive in the Holy Continent, and they were all dwarfs. No human had ever gotten this title before.

On top of that, Abel’s always thought his forgery skills were way too bad compared to the ones in the Dark Word. No matter it was the gear he made, the attribute and spells he added, the ones in the Dark World were still miles ahead of him. Just from a little socket, you could see how much different these two words were.

“Master Robin, I don’t deserve this title at all. This is only my first attempt of making a magic staff. I’m only a beginner when it comes to making magic staffs!” Said Abel shaking his head.

“Master Abel, you are too humble. I looked at this magic staff yesterday. If the ‘inferno’ within it is a ‘fireball’, this magic staff will immediately become a timeless weapon, or maybe even a legendary weapon after some time!” Master Thorin added with a smile by a side.

“Abel, you are still young. With your abilities, you could easily make a timeless weapon if you got the soul of an elite spiritual beast in the future. The life goal for a Blacksmith will be a walk in a park for you!” said Master Robbin, with a face full of gratification.

Master Robbin’s life goal was to make timeless gear. Although there was quite a lot of timeless gear in the Holy Continent, normal civilians would never get the chance to see them since they were either kept away by some immensely powerful families or used by super elites.

All those timeless gears were accumulated by countless generic Master Blacksmith or Grand Master Blacksmiths. Every one of them had their own stories, and once those stories accumulate to a point, people would call those gears Legendary Gears.

Master Thorin was not that old relative to Master Robbin, so he couldn’t really comprehend how happy his teacher was. But still, he was very jealous of Abel’s forgery skill. A lot of timeless gears were magic gears, and most of them were magic staffs.

Since Wizards were the most prestigious occupation in the Holy Continent, magic staffs had become the most elite weapons. Also, since magic staffs were one of the most difficult to make, it was quite easy for a good magic staff to become a timeless gear.

Abel then casually handed the Blackfire magic staff back to Bartoli. Master Robbin and Master Thorin exchanged gaze; they could tell that Abel didn’t seem to care about this magic staff a lot. Both of them knew that Abel was a wizard. Originally this magic staff was perfect for him to use, but since he had just casually handed it back to his steward to use, he must have something even better–Something that he didn’t want anyone to see.