The Runesmith 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 sothing?”

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

“If you say so…”

A confused Bernir was standing ten ters 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 beco 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 beca as easy as breathing. With only a couple of taps with his hamr, 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 ti crafting items anymore. While usually higher tier runesmiths focused on creating level-appropriate gear, there was no reason not to earn so change by going with the factory approach. As long as he had soone 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

Announcent

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?”

“Sothing 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 mont 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 again, just take a few steps back.”

Roland’s assistant finally realized that sothing was going on. When he took two steps back and tried to fire again, the weapon didn’t go off. Only when he was about fifteen ters away would the weapon activate. The blue bolt of energy traveled in a straight line but connected with what looked to be a shield made of mana.

“Good, that’s enough, I’ve got all the data I need now, you can go back ”

“Was that all? Well, if you need any more help with sothing just call over Boss.”

The two nodded at each other before parting ways. The mana shield that was created wasn’t anything new as he had just inscribed a rune onto a bracelet. The new skill that made runes smaller would allow him to actually put tier 2 runes on smaller items like this. Perhaps if it was leveled up even further, then perhaps even greater runes would be feasible.

‘The Rune Authority skill has a range of around fourteen ters but that’s not the tricky part.’

Today he was wrapping up his testing of the skills that he had gained. The less destructive ones were being asured as his weapon testing facility had almost been destroyed during an earlier event. The Rune Authority allowed him to disable other magical devices. There were a few drawbacks, one of them was the limited range. This put this skill in the close-range category, at least until he was able to level it up further.

The second drawback was that he actually needed to know the way the item operated. In this case, where it was a rune that he created himself, it didn’t take much brain power. It was like flipping an on-and-off switch. However, when sothing he wasn’t familiar with was presented to him, it would not work.

Before he called Bernir over for the ranged test, he perford another one on a magical lamp. It was an old item he got when he was testing his Runic Eye of Truth. It wasn’t a runic item but was enchanted through a different magical language. The test was successful and he was able to disable an item that was created in a different magical language that he was specialized in. Thanks to translating the enchantnt into runic and understanding it, he was able to flip the switch off as well.

‘I’m not sure if I should activate the eyes during combat though, it will depend on the complexity of the magical item and how much ti I have.’

He could see himself being able to analyze other enchanted items through the eye skill. Even during combat, it would be a possibility, yet this would not be sothing easily perford. Roland needed to gain more practice in this field as he had only now beco resistant to the side effects of using this skill. Only now did it beco manageable but activating it during a stressful encounter would still not be an easy task.

‘I probably won’t be able to use it on anything too complex but nevertheless, it is another tool that I can use now. I’d need to run a few tests before using it in actual combat but Bernir wouldn’t be a good sparring partner, I also need sothing that I’m not that familiar with.’

To combine Rune Authority and True Runic Sight in combat he needed a sparring partner equipped with an enchanted weapon or armor. Only if he wasn’t aware of what they were using would it be an actual test. However there were two problems with this plan, one was the right person for the job, and the other, the enchanted weapon.

‘Should I have Elodia ask one of the kids to go buy one from the dwarves?’

His relationship with the union wasn’t the greatest to this day. He couldn’t just waltz over to one of their shops to buy an enchanted weapon. Neither could Bernir’s or his wife that had been blacklisted from their stores. That left other people whom he would need to ask for favors.

‘Or I could just go to the black market, they should have so enchanted weapons there, so that I might have not seen before.’

The black market was here and now after the new dungeon was discovered it would attract more dangerous individuals. Black rchants would probably see this as an opportunity to make a lot of money and soon congregate in this place. Thanks to his craft the high prices down there weren’t a problem. So of the weapons were occult in nature or ant for assassination that usually didn’t appear in regular magic smithing shops. If he could gain a blade with such an enchantnt and have soone co at him in a controlled way, then it could potentially be a valid testing environnt.

‘But who could I ask? Bernir doesn’t have enough mana to wield an actual magical weapon, neither does his wife… That only leaves them…’

There weren’t that many people that he trusted with his business. Of his acquaintances that could perform this task, only a few fit the bill. This was of course the group he went on the gold rank adventurer quest on or Elodia’s siblings. Considering that he didn’t trust Armand to keep his mouth shut, that shifted it towards Lobelia. The girl was part of the thieves guild as well, having her use so type of poison dagger wouldn’t even be strange.

‘Grisalde is an option too… but she could babble in a drunken stupor like that idiot too and it’s better to not show Senna too much…’

His opinion of that group wasn’t made up yet. They had gone through a traumatic adventure but this didn’t an that they wouldn’t toss him to the wolves if things got troubleso. Lobelia was his best choice as she was aware of a lot more than the others were already. There was no need to make things more complicated than they already were. For the ti being he decided to visit the black market to see if he could find sothing worthwhile. That is after he was done with testing all that he wanted to test, the last thing on his agenda was at his old forge.

The runic furnace sprung to life even before he entered the room. The Basic Runic Region skill had advanced into its regular variant and allowed him to control his creations from even further. Perhaps when it was maxed out then the range would be around a hundred ters or even over it if he added all the stats he was receiving.

After gaining the new class the two truly new skills that could be considered smithing ones, were Forgefire Control and Expert Forging. The latter gave him knowledge of so crafting techniques that he wasn’t aware of. Thanks to it he would be able to always create sothing of high quality. It seed like a reward for attaining a higher form of crafting class.

‘It does let control the flas but I can already do that by altering the runes and magic output, is this really it?’

Roland was sowhat disappointed in this skill. While it would allow him to manipulate the flas inside of a forge or a slter, it was kind of pointless with the one he had before him. The runic program he infused along with the card system for Bernir was already doing the sa thing. This gave him a bit more wiggle room for fine-tuning but would only matter if he worked on a regular furnace without any runes on it.

“Hm… what if I do this…”

This skill didn’t appear during the trial so he wasn’t acquainted with it. The knowledge was implented into his brain so that he could use it and after fiddling around he found another use for it. His resistance to flas was quite advanced and with the added enhancents 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 flas 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 seed that this skill had so uses to it as the flas could be moved around and even placed on different surfaces for a while.

‘This requires a lot of control… it might take so ti to get used to…’

Roland looked at the orange ball of flas 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 environnt. Then thanks to his Parallel Thinking trait he could focus on crafting while watching over the flas with a secondary mind.

After sticking an iron rod into the flas and watching it start to lt he canceled the skill. The follow-up test brought another thing to the forefront, he could not activate it from regular flas. 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 so wood and lighting it on fire he continued with the test. To his surprise, the flas were actually not reacting from the campfire only when he assembled sothing 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 flas 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 tal but considering that he would be moving onto sothing much harder, the softening of tal process was a requirent. 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 ti had passed since he returned to his ho. He managed to perform so of the tests that he wanted and now the ti for advancents 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 tal. Slowly he moved up to it and placed his hand over the surface.

The length of this piece of tal was about thirty centiters and the width was ten. The thickness was mostly what he was interested in as he was slowly attempting to lower the requirents. At the mont 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 tal 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 seed to have survived the first spatial item he created.

“It sowhat works like a regular bag but not quite the sa…”

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. So 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 ti. Not enough ti had passed since putting it in but he assud 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 to open it with mana… This probably ans that it just stores the coordinates to sothing like a pocket dinsion 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 ti, he would be able to create a full-blown dinsional 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 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 ti left to go around. In his mind, trouble would be appearing sooner or later as it always did.