Chapter 953. Neeco's Bling

The next few hours, the blacksmith and the automaton were working side by side and Seth did his best to converse with her. Nothing personal, he didn’t try to pry into Forgebrand either. It was a purely professional dialogue, as they made jewelry side by side.n--O.(v--e--l(-B-/1)-n

Although her specialty was jewelry and Seth had already inferred many of the things he asked about on his own, the conversation served as an affirmation of many of the blacksmith’s ideas. In some points, Sivri could even correct him and give valuable advice on the usage and understanding of the master tier enchantments.

Seth had never felt bad, trying to learn and realize things on his own, it was a challenge that made the work interesting. However, having someone to guide him and confirm his own conclusions was motivating and helped lift his mood in a way he had never expected.

At the same time, Sivri also learned and complimented him about the ballads and etchings. Despite being the chosen of Hades, Forgebrand was much closer to a pure blacksmith, than Seth who combined the class he inherited with the power of demonic bards.

They actually found a way to split the workload. While Seth could concentrate on singing the ballads, Sivri was able to forge the jewelry. The bard didn’t know whether this would work between strangers, or it only worked because Sivri was part of his skill.

As they talked, sang, and worked, the accessories that were only roughly planned out at the start of the day took shape in a matter of hours. Following Sivri’s suggestion, these items were not equipped with souls, for now.

Instead, she showed him how to use rechargeable monster cores like gems as a power supply of items. If someone was not a spirit smith, this was the most common way for talented blacksmiths and goldsmiths to power enchantments.

According to their estimates, this would allow Neeco to use them for several hours per charge. Since Minas Mar had the ability to create artificial magic crystals, recharging was not a concern. It was a cost-effective method, and Seth would still be able to add fitting souls later on if needed.

It was also the first time for Seth to engrave a master-tier enchantment on something small like a ring and earrings. Not that he had much experience, to begin with. Sivri helped a lot, showing him the correct use of the magnifying device correctly for tiny enchantments.

The accessories were too small for demonic etchings, at least Seth currently lacked the practice to be able to etch the runes that small without making mistakes. Although <Etching> belonged to his <Enchantment> skill, which he mastered, it didn’t mean he didn’t need practice.

It was like normal writing, even if you understood the language and alphabet you wrote, it didn’t mean you would have beautiful calligraphy. This was why he usually shifted etchings for small items to their soul, instead of the item itself.

Taking a lunch break around noon, they finished four rings, two earrings, and a necklace in the late afternoon. The effects of the items were as simple as they were powerful. Apart from the <Ithildin>’s basic option to improve the power of magic, each piece raised either Willpower, Endurance, or Dexterity by 110.

Unexpectedly, it was not by 130, because his skill <Composer of Fusion> had not taken full effect because it depended on the variety of skills, he used in the crafting process. Since he “only” used <Goldsmith>, <Enchantment>, and <Singing>, he only got a 10% improvement from his skill.

Neeco was busy finishing the prototype of the quad-elemental robe when Seth and a petite golden dwarf suddenly barged into his workshop.

“We- we bring presents,” the golden dwarf cheered. “And good company,” Seth completed elated.

Neeco’s face was a mask made of stone. What in the world was suddenly going on? Was it not enough that he was bedridden for the past two days because Seth cajoled him into messing with the power of death? He couldn't help it, but he came to dread the tower Master’s visits.

“What’s with that face? I came to give you a supplement for your work and to introduce you to Sivri.” Seth scolded him.

“Sivri?” Neeco asked, things were moving a little too fast for him.

“This is Sivri,” he said, pointing at the petite golden dwarf automaton. “Hello;” the dwarf greeted in a sweet, slightly mechanical voice.

“Is she one of your golems?” Neeco asked perplexed.

“No, actually...” and Seth explained it to him.

“So you had that poor lady stay down there in that smokey slough, with a bunch of reclusive blacksmiths and a silent golem for company? Dafuq is wrong with you?” the tailor asked appalled.

“Okay, okay, no need to scold me, I already realized my error. I underestimated Sivri... Anyway, we finished the items, so you can start spinning the yarn of death!”

“Urgh-!” Neeco had tried to guilt trip him into forgetting about the yarn, but it did not work! “Do I really have to, can’t you show mercy? You have no idea what a sickening feeling it is to touch that energy,” he whined.

“Stop the complaining. Once you wear this stuff, there should be no problem with that,” Seth choked off his monologue. For better or worse, Neeco was forced to listen to the blacksmith’s explanation of his new items.

Although he started unwillingly, his eyes shone by the time Seth finished his introduction. The tailor didn’t care much for the smaller effect, but +330 Willpower, + 220 Dexterity, and +220 Endurance, more than doubled his willpower, raised his dexterity above 1000, and raised his endurance just above 300.

If these items held what the blacksmith promised, maybe he would really be able to spin that yarn and maybe go even further beyond!