Chapter 321: More Tests.

Chapter 321: More Tests.

“Are you sure about this Boss?”

“Yeah, just pull the trigger?”

“Maybe I should move a bit further away, what if you can’t dodge?”

“I’m not going to dodge it.”

“Not dodging? What are you testing then? Is there a hidden runic item in your sleeve or something?”

“Not really, stop asking questions and just pull the trigger already.”

“If you say so...”

A confused Bernir was standing ten meters away from Roland with a runic weapon in hand. The weapon in question had the shape of a rifle with a square-shaped spot cut out where a cylinder would usually be. In there a square cube with various runic symbols was resting and was used instead of ammunition. After the class change and acquiring the upgraded version of the rune compression skill, the runic batteries had become much smaller. The need for Bernir to carry a whole backpack as reserve ammunition with him around was not needed anymore.

Not that long ago the upgraded runic rifle was handed down to Bernir who had been the one to actually make it. Roland just needed to infuse it with runes and then slide the upgraded version of the runic battery in. With his rune crafting skill being upgraded to the next tier, working with tier 2 runes became as easy as breathing. With only a couple of taps with his hammer, he was able to inscribe runic pathways.

During the trial, he had to work tirelessly through many nights which also allowed him to level up his skills further. Then thanks to his rune copy skill and increase in stats, he could perform this task on multiple objects throughout the day without even getting tired or receiving a headache. As long as he didn’t let his mana slide below ten percent, he would not feel the usual aftereffects of overusing magic.

This opened up a lot of manufacturing possibilities as he would not need to spend as much time crafting items anymore. While usually higher tier runesmiths focused on creating level-appropriate gear, there was no reason not to earn some change by going with the factory approach. As long as he had someone else create the required items, putting a tier 2 rune on any weapon wouldn’t put a dent in his mana reserves.

This would allow him to create items for his store while still being able to work on other things. Then there was also the contract that he had with Arthur that forced him to put things up at the auction house. There was no need to show his hand yet, before the

Announcement

of his true class was made he needed to prepare. Today he decided to wrap up most of the tests before moving on to the next phase.

“Okay Boss here I go...Huh?”

“Something wrong?”

“It’s not working...”

“Is it now? Try firing at one of the dummies then.”

“Okay?”

The confused Bernir looked at the firearm in his hand and pointed it toward one of the wooden dummies. The moment he pressed the trigger he could see the runic battery flicker for a second before the spell effect took shape. A bolt of blue energy left the gun-shaped barrel and connected with the wood. It was a clean hit that left a large hole in the wooden dummy.

“Is it working? Strange...”

“Good, now try it on me again, just take a few steps back.”

“Hm... what if I do this...”

This skill didn’t appear during the trial so he wasn’t acquainted with it. The knowledge was implemented into his brain so that he could use it and after fiddling around he found another use for it. His resistance to flames was quite advanced and with the added enhancements to his skin, he decided to give it a go. Normally putting hands into a glowing furnace wouldn’t be advised but to a magical smith like him, it wasn’t a big issue.

“It does work...Neat.”

The flames from the forge heeded his call. They swirled towards his palm as if drawn to it and remained above it in the form of a twister. After drawing his hand back the orange fire remained burning brightly while using his own mana as fuel. The first thing that he noticed was that the usage was a bit lower than what he needed to insert into the actual runic furnace. It seemed that this skill had some uses to it as the flames could be moved around and even placed on different surfaces for a while.

‘This requires a lot of control... it might take some time to get used to...’

Roland looked at the orange ball of flames swirling atop his anvil. The heat that it was giving off was highly concentrated on the inside. Normally this would be enough to make the deep steel anvil heat up and start to go red but the skill kept the heat from escaping into the environment. Then thanks to his Parallel Thinking trait he could focus on crafting while watching over the flames with a secondary mind.

After sticking an iron rod into the flames and watching it start to melt he canceled the skill. The follow-up test brought another thing to the forefront, he could not activate it from regular flames. Even if he created it from a runic item like his armor’s gloves, it would just not activate.

‘It’s probably limited to things that are identified as a type of furnace, will it work at a regular fireplace? or a campfire then?’

Normally making a campfire inside of an underground workshop wouldn’t be the best idea but luckily there was a ventilation system here. After gathering some wood and lighting it on fire he continued with the test. To his surprise, the flames were actually not reacting from the campfire only when he assembled something that looked like a furnace would the skill activate.

‘Strange limitations...’

To him, this didn’t make any sense but at this point, he stopped questioning how this strange world worked. Normally the skill should be compatible with any fire source but it wasn’t. Perhaps the world didn’t want any magically inclined crafter to use this skill for battle. Otherwise, they could create a concentrated ball of flames from a simple lighter or maybe even a spark.

‘Could I make a miniaturized forge to use this skill?’

While he had no intention of using this skill for battle, having a portable forge with him wouldn’t be a bad thing. Roland still had the intention of going down into the new dungeon and leveling up his class. The monsters on the inside would probably not pose as much of a threat as they did before. He wouldn’t even need to use the cannon anymore, winning with just his battle skills would be possible now.

The idea would be to bring a small enough forge that could activate the skill and then use it to perform rune smithing. It was possible to force the runes into cold metal but considering that he would be moving onto something much harder, the softening of metal process was a requirement. Even with the increase in stats, the process of cold rune crafting wouldn’t be easy.

‘There is a limit to the Rapid Machine Reassembly skill, it probably won't be that easy to use it when I move on to mithril items. I will have to look into this later but now let’s focus on other things.’

Not much time had passed since he returned to his home. He managed to perform some of the tests that he wanted and now the time for advancements was upon him. First of all there was his current project that included assembling spatial runes. On the workbench there was his first creation, as always it looked like an unsuspecting block of metal. Slowly he moved up to it and placed his hand over the surface.

The length of this piece of metal was about thirty centimeters and the width was ten. The thickness was mostly what he was interested in as he was slowly attempting to lower the requirements. At the moment it was too thick to be included in his armor that needed to be made from red mithril.

After injecting a bit of his mana into the runic structure his hand began to sink in. There was no visible change to the block of metal to indicate a spatial pocket. No dark spots, just his hand sinking in as if through a liquid to grab the item that was hidden inside. Soon he took out an apple that seemed to have survived the first spatial item he created.

“It somewhat works like a regular bag but not quite the same...”

Roland nodded at the apple that he quickly cut apart to see if there was a change to it. There were various item bags with multiple functions. Some even provided a space that wouldn’t rot food inside of them, while others didn’t. The one he copied was just a simple one that would have the fruit inside age with time. Not enough time had passed since putting it in but he assumed that this would be the case if it was left there for too long.

‘Regular bags are always working and open, this runic variant requires me to open it with mana... This probably means that it just stores the coordinates to something like a pocket dimension and when I use it, then the path is open.’

Even though he was a tier 3 class holder and now capable of producing spatial runes, it was still at the copying stage. Perhaps with more time, he would be able to create a full-blown dimensional bag that wouldn’t require a jolt of mana to open. The usage was still a bit high and wouldn’t allow people with lover classes to activate this runic variant.

“This is still a step in the right direction... and having a spatial bag that can’t be opened by anyone else than me isn’t bad... Now, what should I do with it...”

After placing the sliced in half apple back into the spatial space he created, his eyes glanced at a pile of rocks to the side. They contained a lot of crimson ores and needed to be processed. Then on the workbench, there was also the old pendant that helped him hide his class, after examining it through his runic eyes he found out its secrets as well. There were so many items he wanted to create but not that much time left to go around. In his mind, trouble would be appearing sooner or later as it always did.