Chapter 983. Fire takes shape

“Neeco, are you ready?” Seth asked as he walked into his workshop, where the tailor was already waiting for him. “Do I really have to wear this?” the tailor asked unwillingly. He was clad in a fiery red armor set, visibly uncomfortable wearing the plate armor. This was one of the relic-rated sets from Bulko, the fire resistance set.

The reason why he forced Neeco, who vehemently denied wearing armor, to wear armor today was for his own good. They were going to make another batch of flame thread, but this time Seth intended to go serious. Afraid he might evaporate the tailor, he made him wear the fire defense.

“Yes, it's necessary. We don't want you to go puff, after all.”

Seth didn't want to risk losing the only guy able to make the fabric he needed for the new upgrade. At first, the blacksmith had been intrigued by the thought of remaking the Golden Fleece with the new thread, but he changed his mind after some deliberation.

The Golden Fleece (Concept) was a unique item and one of the few that had experienced a synergy with his Trait. There was no guarantee that this synergy would happen again. Since the golden fleece didn't really fall behind legendary items, he decided to do something else instead.

“Are you ready?” Seth asked as an almost golden flame appeared in his hand. A heat wave washed over Neeco's face and the temperature in the room immediately rose by several degrees. Despite wearing the fire-resistant armor, he started sweating right away.

Concentrating on the ball in his hands, Seth kept pouring his mental power into the Salamander Fire. Although the Salamander Fire was not the strongest flame in his repertoire, it had other qualities he was looking for.

It had been a long time since Seth went all out on wielding his <Fire Manipulation>. The last time was probably during their raid on the Abyss. As one of his strongest powers, he usually kept it secret so he could use it if he was in trouble.

However, his other means had become so strong, that he seldom got the chance to flaunt one of his favorite skills. Nonetheless, he didn’t want to neglect his firepower and Neeco’s reveal of his new skills had given him this new idea.

Now he was giving it his all to concentrate the flame in his hand and slowly shape it to the shape of a thread. Meanwhile, the waves of heat radiating around the blacksmith and the tailor grew so hot, that the tiled floor and stone sealing started glowing red hot.

Boos actually felt the floor under his feet soften, making it clear to him, why Seth had forced him to wear the armor set. Even with the armor on, Neeco felt like he was sitting in an oven, being baked. Despite the Salamander Flame not being the most destructive by nature, when the blacksmith gave it his all, it grew incredibly powerful.

Slowly and carefully, the concentrated thread of fire took shape, glowing like a worm from the center of the sun. The tailor swallowed hard as he activated his skills, attempting to spin the element into a thread for a tailor to use.

Without it, he might have looked worse than Neeco currently did. The tailor had outright collapsed on the floor, the moment the tension was gone. He was lying on the floor, desperately gasping for air.

Finally having the chance to put his attention on something else, Seth checked out the thread Sivri had diligently rolled up.

<Raging Salamander Yarn

Relic

A yarn spun from the raging flames of the elemental Salamander. Created by Master Boos using peculiar skills and in cooperation with Master Smith.

If magic power is poured into the thread, it will fuel the dormant flames inside.>

Since he was a craftsman of <Sewing> he was now able to use <Eyes of the Maestro> to check every tailor material up to legendary. He was quite happy with the thread. Next, he made a call.

“Seth, are you done?” the wizened voice of Nädel came from the communication orb.

“Yes. Are you already asleep?” the blacksmith asked a little embarrassed, realizing how late in the evening it had gotten.

“What are you saying? I have been eagerly waiting for your call. Bring the yarn over, I will weave it for you.” the old tailor urged.

That's right. Since Neeco was probably out cold for the next couple of days, it was Nädel's turn to show his skills. Although the old tailor had not reached the master tier yet, he managed to raise his skill twice in the past two months. Thanks to the ample supply of high-rated material, Nädel had reached craftsman lv.8 and his weaving skill was possibly better than Neeco's since he had much more experience.

With Nädel taking the baton, it was possible that Seth would get the finished fabric as early as tomorrow. He was already looking forward to it.