Chapter 27：The Script Is Wrong

Sharpening was the final step in creating a weapon. The step was somewhat important for a forged weapon, because in the end, whether a weapon was sharp or not often depended on that step. However, for a magical weapon, the step was not very important. The two most critical steps had already been completed during the condensing magic process and the enhancing process. The remaining sharpening of the weapon was just to follow the procedure.

The step did not waste too much of Sean's time, however, he was still as careful as ever when completing the step.

It was unknown how long had passed, as the sounds of sharpening the weapon in the smelting room finally stopped, leaving behind a sudden silence.

As soon as Sean swung the sword, a layer of dust swept off from the body of the sword, revealing its smoothness and shine. The brilliance originally emitted from the sword was now slightly restrained, as it was not as intimidating as before. There was a vague flicker of a light green brilliance on the body of the sword and a layer of light yellow light on both edges of the sword. However, the change was very difficult to see without closely observing the sword.

Sean weighed the sword in his hand. He was very satisfied with its weight. It seemed that adding a whole bottle of Rock Elixir to increase the sword's weight and firmness had not been in vain, and the sword felt pretty good when Sean held it in his hand. Although the previous Charles' Sword was sharp enough, it had also been much lighter. Originally, the sword did not feel like much when Sean held it in his hand. However, after the Mysterious Sword Skill was activated, the sword started to feel a bit uncomfortable. It was not a convenient hand-held weapon.

But now, the Charles' Sword had become an actual hand-held weapon.

Sean's eyes could not help but focus on the long sword in his hand.

[Charles' Sword, weak magical effect (bronze). Hardness 20, sharpness 15, impale 10, strength +6, agility +6, endurance +3. Equipment requirements: Strength 16, endurance 16, agility 14.]

[Material Description: This is the sword that was given to General Charles by King Erdos III of the Serian Kingdom on the eve of the Northern Battle. The sword has followed General Charles his entire life and was once regarded as a symbol of honor for General Charles' family. However, it was later lost because of an internal fight between General Charles' family members over who had the right to inherit the sword. Now, even if you are lucky to have the sword, it no longer has the same reputation as before, as it has lost too much of its magical powers.]

The power of damage from the impale attribute had not increased. Sean had expected that a long time ago. After all, the materials he chose before for the strengthening of his equipment did not increase the effect either. The slight improvement in the sword's sharpness attribute was because he had resharpened the weapon. Essentially, he had only used magic that would be suitable from the Tempered Magic Iron Ore to integrate the effects of the Scented Wind Grass, Rock Elixir, and Green Leaf Fruit. He had used the combined effects of the three materials but the quality of materials originally in the Charles' Sword had not changed at all.

Of course, the improvements in the hardness and endurance attributes were naturally due to the effect of the Rock Elixir. The increase in agility was due to the Scented Wind Grass Sean that he had used. Sean had expected the increase of the attributes a long time ago because it was a special skill a player had if they were a blacksmith. Through selecting the right materials, it was possible to forge magical equipment that met the player's needs.

What surprised Sean was the improvements in the strength attribute. Among the various materials he had used earlier to condense magic, there was nothing used that was able to improve the strength attribute.

However, the result was not necessarily a bad thing.

Sean smiled slightly. Even he could no longer feel discontent or pick out any flaws with the improvements of the attributes displayed in front of him. The attributes had reached their most perfect level. A bronze-level piece of magical equipment with a weak effect could have 15 attribute points at most. Now, the strength, agility, and endurance attributes of the Charles' Sword added up to exactly 15 points. They were also the attributes that were the most advantageous for Sean, so how could he not be satisfied?

Sean was completely satisfied! He could not think of anything that he would have preferred to happen.

He placed the sword back into the leather scabbard given to him by the old shopkeeper. Sean looked around at himself with satisfaction, and then took out some leftover Iron Slag and sprinkled it around the furnace and the grinding tool. He nodded with satisfaction and changed his face so it showed a depressed expression before he pushed open the doors of the room.

No one knew what Sean had been doing inside the room, but the old shopkeeper was still a little curious. According to the time Sean had spent inside, a few sword models could have been formed. It was impossible to forge an actual weapon within such a short amount of time. Forging a weapon took at least a few days. However, when the old shopkeeper went into the smelting room and saw the residue Sean had left behind, he was no longer interested in Sean's behavior and concluded that Sean was an ignorant and incompetent aristocratic child.

Of course, Sean knew exactly what the old shopkeeper was thinking, but he did not care. After all, he wanted to create such a false appearance for others anyways.

Forging a weapon within a day was impossible. It would be impossible for even an ordinary weapon, and a magical weapon would take much longer. However, no one knew that all Sean had done was to strengthen his weapon.

When Sean returned to the inn, he was a little surprised.

The youngster he had met outside the shop that morning had come to find him. The youngster was sitting in the lobby on the first floor of the inn, waiting for Sean. Next to the youngster stood a young man. He stood next to the youngster instead of sitting. It made him look like an escort. After he saw that Sean had returned, he immediately whispered something in the youngster's ear. Then, the youngster turned towards Sean and smiled kindly.

"Together?" The youngster asked.

"Okay." Sean had no objections. Even though he had some doubts in his heart, he did want to receive the quest from the youngster. Therefore, Sean would not refuse the invitation in front of him.

Sean turned to talk to a servant, who then nodded and left. Sean walked carelessly to the youngster's table and sat down, then rudely ordered a big meal without the slightest reservation. That surprised the youngster a bit. In the past, when the youngster interacted with other people, no one had ever been as free and easy-going as Sean. They would either be very reserved or polite.

Not long after Sean sat down, Cecilia came downstairs under the watchful eye of the servant. She glanced curiously at the youngster, but still obediently walked up to Sean and sat down quietly.

Usually when there were outsiders, Cecilia became very obedient and quiet. Her aristocratic aura also became very apparent. It was partially due to her being shy and thus hiding behind the aristocratic aura. it was also because Sean had stressed in the past that she did not interfere with the things that he wanted to do.

The way the youngster looked at Cecilia immediately became a little different. The way he looked at her was as if he was looking at someone of equal status. The youngster could not help but think carefully back to the situation earlier in the day. He realized that when he was arguing with Sean in the morning, he had not noticed Cecilia next to Sean. That was not how he usually did things. The way the youngster looked at Sean also changed. He no longer had the arrogance that had been hidden in the depth of his eyes.

"Have you eaten?" Sean looked at Cecilia and asked with a smile.

"Not yet." Cecilia shook her head.

Sean ordered a dinner that suited Cecilia's tastes, as well as a few side dishes. If it had not been for the fact that the inn was very small and was not good enough, Sean would have listed a menu that only aristocrats would be able to enjoy. Of course, the situation was also restricted only to when other people were treating them to a meal. If Sean were spending his own money, then he and Cecilia's dinner would have probably simply been a steak and juice.

However, now that there was the "Stupid Excess Speed," Cecilia definitely would not be polite.

It seemed that the inn was aware of the different identities of everyone at the table. It seemed that the youngster had already made it clear with the inn. All the food that should have taken more than 10 minutes to be prepared and brought out was delivered only after two or three minutes. It was a habit for aristocrats to talk over a meal, so both Sean and Cecilia knew that the rest of their conversation with the youngster would be about official business.

"I will introduce myself first." The youngster had instinctively picked up a bottle of wine, but after glancing at Cecilia, he changed it to juice. He poured Sean and Cecilia a glass. "I am Ron, Ron Jerry."

Once again, there was a golden glow in Sean's eyes, but Sean did not check the youngster's data. He knew who the person in front of him was, so it did not matter whether he checked the data or not. Instead, it was the data of the middle-aged man who stood next to the youngster that Sean wanted to see.

"Cecilia."

"Sean.

Both Sean and Cecilia gave their first names only and did not mention their surnames. For Sean, it was because his surname was "Se," while Cecilia had another reason. However, no matter what, Sean and Cecilia's behavior was worth scorn in Ron's eyes. If Sean and Cecilia were commoners, then that type of behavior was a sign to the aristocrats that their identity was not worth remembering. However, in Ron's view, both Sean and Cecilia had an aristocratic status, therefore when Sean and Cecilia only said their first names, Ron felt that they were looking down on him.

However, Ron was not an ordinary aristocrat. He was young, but that did not represent arrogance. On the contrary, because of his long-term contact with the affairs of his family, Ron appeared to be a bit introverted and shrewd.

It was as if Ron did not pay attention to Sean and Cecilia's attitude because he smiled and said, "I am very interested in what Lord Sean said today. What are the materials that can be bought by apprentice magicians, but that the Black Cat Business Guild does not have?"

Hearing Ron's words, Sean paused slightly. He was slightly shocked as it was completely different from the direction of the plot that was in the game!

According to the original plot of the game, Sean had to become familiar with the youngster at least a few more times to gain his trust before getting a chance to mention what they talked about in the morning. Only after that would Sean have a chance to get the quest. But now, the situation was completely the opposite. He had only appeared once in front of Ron, but Ron had come to find him. He had also brought up what happened in the morning. It was different from the way Sean thought things would happen!

However, Sean quickly suppressed the shock. He intended to get the quest from Ron. It had arrived a lot faster than planned, which was a good thing. "Square Tipped Crystal".

Ron's pupils suddenly shrank, and the aura on his entire body changed. His voice became calmer as he said, "Lord, what are your conditions? Please do not hesitate to speak."

It was Sean's turn to be stunned. The situation did not seem to be following the right script.