The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 713

At the mention of filling a set amount of progress, Forgemaster Granite began to laugh.

"So, it works like Blacksmith or Weaponsmith does as a System skill. You need a thousand points of progress to reach Journeyman. Not every creation will give you an advancement, but sometimes when you learn more than expected it will give you more than one point.

Now, it’s all up to talent and time. If they’re starting as Apprentices, it might be a year or more before they’re Journeymen, and a decade before they are getting close to being called real Rune masters.

But lucky for us, the System will give them new bursts of knowledge when they advance."

That was the one saving grace for the new crafters of all sorts. If the system wasn’t giving them knowledge, the entire craft that they had gotten a skill for might remain lost to time.

Before the Apprentices could head to their stations, Hawk came out to stand on top of the armoured glass enclosure of the clean room, startling everyone with his massive and majestic presence.

"What’s up Hawk? Decided to say hello to everyone?" Karl asked.

[They don’t know fire well enough.]

That explained it.

"My friend Hawk says that he’s willing to help enlighten the smithy on the wonders that can come from Fire Magic." Karl explained, as Hawk began to draw mana into his body.

The fires of the forge began to flicker, then turn faintly blue as Runes appeared on the walls above the forge pits.

"What is he doing?" Granite gasped as he read what was appearing on the walls.

"It’s something that I found written on the wall of a Dwarven Forge in a trial. He’s improving the forges here with his innate Ghostfire ability. I don’t know what it will do to the weapons, but you won’t have to worry about the forges being hot enough for your alloys anymore." Karl joked.

But the Forgemaster was already out the door and headed for his forge station.

While there was no doubt that many of the others would be able to turn out high-quality weapons with a Ghostfire Forge, the Forgemaster himself could make a true masterpiece with this sort of quality equipment.

It was almost painful for a Dwarf to work with a human forge, no matter how much they insisted that technology made it just as good.

So, he happily tossed a handful of coal in the forge, not for fuel, but for the carbon that the steel would pick up as it was stuck in the ash bed to warm. One way or another, it needed to make its way into the alloy, and this was still the best way, even in a magical forge.

The blue light would take some getting used to, but the steel heated quickly, and the bellows kept the forge heat exactly where he wanted it to be.

"Monarch, how much of the Dwarven Forge did you record?" Granite asked as he realized the bellows were linked to the enchantment as well as the airflow.

"All of it, I hope. The city was damaged and abandoned, so there might have been more that wasn’t carved into the building itself, but we got everything that was written on the walls and the forge base. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}

Is it working out alright?" Karl asked curiously.