Chapter 1078 Low-Level King Grade Dagger



Chapter 1078 Low-Level King Grade Dagger

Even the men were shocked and had their mouths agape! Some even felt embarrassed as they realized that their skills weren’t up to par with this woman. Each strike was from Sophie Alstreim was melodious rather than glaring, and that made them understand that there were extremely slacking off in learning their blacksmithing skills.

*Clang!~*

*Clang!~*

*Clang!~*

The same yet melodious sounds kept repeating for half an hour before it finally stopped!

*BuzZ!~*

Heaven and earth energy gathered around and was suddenly absorbed by the weapon!

Sophie Alstreim let go of the weapon with the clamper, and she reached out her hand to grasp the small dagger. She clenched the handle and took out before she gave a good look at the dagger glowing with an emerald light.

It shined like pure jade.

"Ehh... Ni!!!"

A random string of sound echoed in her mind.

It was a newly born armament spirit, but she knew that it should be able to speak within a day or two.

*Whoosh!~*

She swung the emerald dagger down like she had done with the hammer but ended up slicing apart the air!

Sophie Alstreim nodded in approval. It was sharp and deadly as she had expected, and although she could see a few imperfections, it was well within the limit of forging a proper weapon.

She also had to impart her essence energy into the dagger through the hammer during the forging process as the armament spirit would recognize her as its creator.

Sometimes, if a spirit failed to appear unless there’s a valid reason for it, the forging could be considered a failure.

She took back the dagger to her face again before she smirked, "You shall be called, Emerald-"

Sophie Alstreim knew that Dalila Leehan could easily make Low-Level King Grade Pills while she, on the other hand, almost used up eighty percent of her essence energy to create a small armament.

"Haha, so you know your place!" Ravalat Alstreim laughed from the side.

Sophie Alstreim turned to glare at him. It was one thing for her to accept her shortcomings, but it was another for someone to insult her.

"Ha! As if you’re one to speak! You can’t even compare to me in terms of forging weapons when you’re my age!" She just couldn’t take it lightly.

"You insolent...!" Ravalat Alstreim almost stood up.

"Still!" Davis interrupted with a loud voice as it garnered them to a stop, "I could hear the armament’s spirit whisper to me once in a while, and that means it’s a genuine Low-level King Grade Armament. From what I see, you still have the potential to be compared with Dalila Leehan."

Sophie Alstreim turned to look back at him as a smile, subconsciously bloomed on her face.

Somehow, she felt elated at being acknowledged!

The others couldn’t say anything to refute. After all, Alchemist Davis was the one who actually won against Dalila Leehan.

But they were also confused as to why Alchemist Davis was praising her when he rejected her by naming the dagger the Grieving Emerald Dagger?

Could it be the name meant something else instead of something they initially thought it to be?

"Nevertheless, since you gave your word to apologize to everyone if you failed to forge a Low-Level King Grade Armament, then it is only right the others sincerely congratulate you for being able to successfully forge a Low-Level King Grade Armament." Davis continued.

"To be able to forge this masterpiece, although some might argue that it’s just a dagger, not enough to be considered a whole weapon like a sword or a spear, it is still a complete Low-Level King Grade Armament!"

"Yet, why don’t I see anyone congratulating you?"

He looked around with his eyes narrowed.

At this time, Kayan Alstreim stood up and looked at Sophie Alstreim in a complicated light, "Congratulations for forging a Low-Level King Grade Armament!"

"It’s my loss..."

He sat back as quickly as he accepted defeat.

"Leader of the Burning Sea Brigade..." Sophie Alstreim beamed before she looked behind, "You’re indeed a man, unlike someone else..."

Veins erupted over Ravalat Alstreim’s forehead.