《Death… And Me》Death... And Me
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Rean and Kentucky were brought to a workshop. Like all other buildings in this city, this one also had a giant structure to support the ingoing and outgoing of Demon Beasts. Surprisingly, there were a few demon beasts who tried their hands on blacksmithing. The only problem was that their enormous bodies made it hard to work with due to their high stages.
Of course, there were also rooms made for Zasfin blacksmiths. It's just that those were almost empty. The Zasfins that came to this city all had to have the necessary cultivation to do so. Not only that, but they also had to know about the existence of the Demon Beast Continent, which was only a small percentage of the world. It obviously didn't help at all with the number of available high-level blacksmiths. Last but not least, the Zasfins who stopped in this city were only here to trade. Even if they were blacksmiths, they would head back to their homes before starting to work.
Fortunately, Rean didn't need to pay to occupy one of them. "Alright, this one is enough." Rean then headed in the direction of one of them. "By the way, I'm Lian, and this one is Feintuck. What's your name?" Naturally, Rean didn't use their real name here.
Well, the snake couldn't care less whether 'Lian's' name was real or not. "Just call me Kilimanjir," the snake replied with a relaxed expression.
Rean nodded before he asked Kilimanjir to stay outside for a moment. "I'll organize everything as I see fit inside. Once I'm ready, I'll tell you to come inside with the horn." Obviously, Rean would bring out the equipment from the Dimensional Realm, so he didn't want others to see it happening. Well, he only had a hammer from the Soul Gem Blacksmith Workshop due to it being at Level 1. Other than that, he brought out the material used for tempering and things like that.
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Of course, he also took some time to check the room's equipment, making sure it didn't have any issues during the forging process either. Eventually, he called Kilimanjir to come inside. "Alright, this should be about enough. Give me the horn so that I can work on a design."
Kilimanjir nodded in response, not afraid of Rean trying to escape with it. After all, this was Demon Beast City. Any other race would have no chance of escaping if they started giving problems.
Rean soon went straight to work. He examined both the horn and Kilimanjir's tailbones. After a few hours of testing and discussion with the snake, he decided that it was worth giving a shot. The forger was then turned on as Rean began to work. Of course, since the one using the tail bone weapon was Kilimanjir, Rean asked him to infuse the element he was most familiar with inside the horn during the process.
Rean and Kilimanjir stayed in the workshop for three days straight, while Kentucky went outside to check the city. After all, it wasn't every day that he could see a city made for demon beasts.
*Clack. Clack. Clack...*
Rean eventually finished one of the pieces, which was quite big, and put it on the snake's tail. At first, it seemed smaller than Kilimanjir's tail bone. However, the inscriptions on it suddenly shone as the equipment increased in size due to Kilimanjir's Spiritual Energy. In the end, it fit perfectly with Kilimanjir's tail.
*Vup! Vup! Vup...*
Kilimanjir waved his tail in an erratic manner, trying to get a feel of how the equipment fit. "Oh! This is really nice work, I have to say."
*Vup! Bang!*
Soon after, the tail hit the ground, which made the whole area tremble. Of course, Kilimanjir received several Spiritual Sense Messages after that. They warned that if he did that again, the other demon beast blacksmiths in the area would take his head and sell his tail as gifts. After all, they were also working. Naturally, Kilimanjir didn't dare to try such a thing twice, apologizing hastily. "Hehe...my bad, my bad."
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Kilimanjir then looked at the equipment, which didn't even have a scratch on it after hitting the ground, before nodding with a satisfied expression. "So sturdy! As expected of Heaven Middle-level equipment. Even the inscription that alters size suffered no damage whatsoever."
Rean smiled in response, saying, "Of course! I told you that Heaven Middle-level was my limit. However, that doesn't mean I'm bad at making them. Try using your poison."
Kilimanjir immediately nodded and used the pores that could be seen in his tailbones to release the poison. Surprisingly, the equipment Rean created had extremely tiny 'tubes' that connected the real bones to the surface of the equipment. Not only did the poison come out without issues, but it was also spread over the equipment a lot easier. "Great! This one will suffice. Now, I need two more of these for my remaining tails."
Rean smiled as he extended his hand, replying with, "Sure, as soon as you pay one-third of the price." Naturally, he knew he was in Demon Beast City, so he couldn't risk losing in this deal.
Kilimanjir didn't mind at all. If anything, he wanted to make friends with this human in case he needed to ask for help again in the future. "Hahaha! Let alone one-third, I'll give you the full payment already." Kilimanjir immediately stretched his tail and grabbed the entire box containing the Blue Star Ore.
Rean was quite surprised to see that. First, he could tell that there were at least 30 kilograms of ore available, which was more than he expected. Second, he didn't expect that Kilimanjir would pay for everything after finishing just a single piece. 'I really like the demon beasts' straightforwardness.'
Sure enough, Rean's opinion of Kilimanjir had gotten a lot better. "Alright. Now that I already know how to make the equipment, it shouldn't take long before I finish the two other tails."
Rean and Kilimanjir then worked on them for the entirety of the next day without stopping. Eventually, the other two pieces were completed before the two of them exited the workshop. Following that, Kilimanjir and Rean went to another place where the snake could test them. Of course, with Rean's ability, all three pieces turned out to be superb pieces, which greatly satisfied Kilimanjir. "I guess our deal is concluded then. Say, are you staying in the city for longer?"
"Why?" Rean asked in response.
Kilimanjir smiled as he replied, "It's because I know a few demon beasts that would love to trade their Heaven-level materials for your services. Don't worry. I can guarantee their end of the deal."
Rean's eyes shone after hearing that. However, he asked Roan about it first. 'Do you think we can afford to stay in his city for longer? It would be great if I can stock up some Heaven-level materials for forging and for food for Kentucky.'
Roan didn't seem to mind, replying, 'It's fine. Sooner or later, we'll have to leave that valley for long periods of time. There's no way we can take care of all the kids forever, so you might as well do it as a test. Let's see how they turn out when we head back later.'
Rean agreed with Roan before he nodded at Kilimanjir. With that, he responded, "Very well, let me see them."
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