First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235: Creating Weapon

Orion exhaled gently, feeling his tension slowly dissipate under her comforting words. "You’re right. Perhaps I expected too much at once."

Selene chuckled softly, eyes twinkling affectionately. "That’s only natural, given your talents. But cultivation of the soul demands patience and persistence above all."

Orion smiled gently, calming down as he heard her kind words.

After a quiet moment, Selene tilted her head slightly in curiosity. "Tell me, dear, after this step, what do you plan to do for the day next?"

Orion straightened slightly, eyes brightening with enthusiasm. "I’ve been thinking about it carefully, Grandma. To become a skilled Runesmith, I must first master traditional blacksmithing. I’d like to learn that craft next."

Selene’s expression brightened immediately, her face lighting with evident joy. "A wise decision, my dear. Mastery in blacksmithing builds the perfect foundation for Runesmithing. Come, let me show you something."

Intrigued, Orion followed Selene out of the study and toward the rear of the mansion, where a spacious smithy awaited.

Upon entering, Orion instantly recognized the place where Selene had forged his Realm Guardian and Black Dragon Spear.

Memories of the glowing molten metals and runic inscriptions briefly flashed through his mind.

The smithy was a vast, meticulously organized workspace equipped with multiple forging stations, anvils, hammers of varying sizes, and shelves laden with ingots of precious metals, ores, and rare alloys.

A faint warmth permeated the space, remnants of past forging sessions lingering gently in the air.

Selene walked gracefully through the workspace, her movements precise yet familiar. She gestured toward the central forge, the fire currently extinguished. "This is where your sword and spear were born, Orion. The path of blacksmithing is demanding and rigorous. You would need to train well for it."

She glanced at Orion fondly, eyes softening with pride. "By mastering the forge, you learn discipline, precision, patience, and resilience—qualities invaluable to a mage and Runesmith alike."

Orion stepped closer, carefully examining the neatly arranged tools and materials, excitement building within him. "Don’t worry, Grandma. You know me well enough to know about my discipline. I want to become a blacksmith first, so I can truly understand the art of Runesmithing."

Selene smiled warmly, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "I have no doubt you will, my dear. Let me show you around the smithy today, and from tomorrow you can learn it for yourself. But don’t neglect your own training. It’s even more important than the side professions."

"I know, Grandma. Don’t worry, I won’t place the cart before the horse." He chuckled and replied.

"Let me show you around the smithy then." She softly said before guiding Orion through the smithy, each section resonating with echoes of meticulous craftsmanship.

"This," Selene began softly, gesturing toward a heavy, well-worn anvil at the center, "is the heart of any forge. It’s upon this anvil that raw metal takes shape and finds purpose."

Orion approached slowly, running his fingers gently over the cool surface of the anvil, feeling faint traces of mana lingering within—memories of countless weapons forged by Selene’s expert hands.

He imagined vividly how his own sword and spear were once mere glowing steel, gradually refined and shaped by her precise, rhythmic hammer strikes.

Moving onward, Selene led him toward the forge itself, a sturdy stone construction with a deep firepot designed to maintain intense, concentrated heat.

"This is the forge fire. Proper control over its heat is crucial—too hot, the metal will burn; too cool, it’ll never soften sufficiently. You must learn to understand the flame, dear."

Orion nodded intently, absorbing her every word with deep concentration.

Selene continued, her voice warm yet serious, "Each metal type has its own techniques, requiring different heat intensities, different rhythms of hammering, and unique cooling methods."

He followed her to neatly organized shelves brimming with carefully labeled ingots of metals—mortal steel, special alloys such as Bonesteel and Windsilver, and other exotic ores.

"This selection of metals is crucial," she explained gently. "Mastering the smithy means knowing not only how to shape steel but choosing the right steel for the intended purpose."

Orion’s eyes brightened with understanding. "So, a sword designed for speed and flexibility might require Windsilver, while something heavier or denser, like a spearhead, might benefit from Bonesteel?"

Selene smiled approvingly. "Precisely. Such discernment is what separates ordinary smiths from true masters."

Finally, she showed him the detailed grinding and polishing area, where whetstones, polishing stones, and grinders waited in perfect arrangement.

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