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Chapter 103
Chapter 103. Opening the Heavenly Light
After passing through the rows of dazzling armor displays in the front of the shop, they arrived in the back courtyard, where a brawny man with white hair and beard stood bare-chested, sweating heavily.
Each time he swung his hammer, the heavy anvil trembled beneath his hand and released a dull, resonant roar.
When he saw the three of them enter, the blacksmith did not stop moving. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a rag covered in charcoal ash, and his gaze fell on the old sword at the Pot Knight’s waist, which was covered in nicks.
Before the assistant could speak, he took the sword. The rough pads of his fingers rubbed over the deep gap that seemed to cut down to the bone, then he turned it over and examined the blade edge, which had long since curled. After a moment, he spoke, his tone carrying the emotion of an expert.
Ŵе ḃ n о̀ v̊е̇l̇ Е́ n̄ŭ m а́
“Good grief. This sword… has at least cut through a hundred pounds of heavy armor, and it has taken plenty of vicious counterattacks too. If you still do not repair it properly, the next time it is drawn, it will probably snap in two.”
The blacksmith placed the sword on a long bench, planted his hands on his hips, and looked at the Pot Knight. “How do you want it repaired? Do you just want the edge sharpened so it can keep cutting, or should we refurbish it according to the standards of a proper knight’s sword?”
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Fick leaned closer for a look, then asked with full confidence, “Master, how much would it cost to repair it to the standard of a B-rank knight’s sword?”
The blacksmith held up five rough fingers and quoted the market price. “Starting price, fifty silver coins. That is the standard sharpening and steel-patching job. It only deals with the curled edge and the gaps, restores its sharpness, and brings it back to its original state.”
Fick nodded, then continued asking, “What if I want it to be more useful?”
The blacksmith grinned, revealing several yellow teeth, and began to break down the process in an orderly manner. “Then extra steps have to be added.
Еn u m а́. і̄d
“In North Saphile, we value the ‘three firings and five forgings.’ Every additional step raises the sword’s toughness and hardness by another level. When it clashes with weapons of the same grade, its edge will not chip easily.
“Annealing and straightening. Steel-patching and notch-chiseling. Reforging and quenching. I only know these three steps, but even in North Saphile, this is among the very best craftsmanship. Once it is repaired, even if this sword were scrap iron, I could bring it back to life for you.
“If you want to push it to the limit, then do all three steps. If you only want something practical, one step is enough.”
After hearing this, Fick immediately paid half the deposit. “Good. Do all of it. I will pay half the deposit first.”
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The blacksmith burst into laughter and patted Fick on the shoulder. “Straightforward enough! Do not worry. I guarantee that I will repair this broken sword until it is even fiercer than a newly forged one. Come pick it up at this time tomorrow. I promise it will be good enough to show off.”
Seeing this, the assistant hurriedly moved over a stool and brought two cups of crude earthenware tea, greeting them with great enthusiasm. “Please sit here if you would like to stay and watch. Our master’s craftsmanship is second to none. You will definitely be satisfied!”
Еnú.m̌ а̃
Fick watched as the blacksmith properly put away the broken sword. He then casually accepted the crude earthenware cup the assistant handed him and took a sip. Since he was already here, he naturally started asking around.
“Master, I would like to ask you something. I heard that Frank Bank in the city is going to be robbed. Is that true?”
The moment he said this, the blacksmith, who had originally been smiling broadly, instantly restrained his smile. He raised his eyes and warily sized up Fick and the Pot Knight. The assistant, who was tidying up the tea set beside them, also stopped what he was doing.
Only after repeatedly confirming that Fick and the Pot Knight were not city locals, that they did not carry the slightest symbol of Frank Bank, and that they did not look like thugs raised by the bank did the two of them relax.
“As long as you are not from the bank, dear customer. That Frank Bank is nothing but a black glove the Cross Church has stretched into the common world!
“On the surface, it deals in money, but behind the scenes, it is helping the Church manage those shameful Magic Crystal transactions. They have filled the city with addicts. They have no conscience at all!”
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The assistant also hurriedly leaned in to join the conversation, his face full of indignation. “Exactly! They rely on the Church backing them and act tyrannically throughout the city. Even the royals turn a blind eye.
“That Bruce may look impressive, but in reality, he has no idea how much trouble he has caused himself.”
When the Pot Knight heard this, his posture suddenly straightened. He was clearly extremely dissatisfied that the two of them were belittling Fick.
Seeing this, Fick quickly reached out and gently pressed the Pot Knight’s arm, using his eyes to signal for him to remain calm.
Then Fick gave a soft laugh and followed their words. “Let us put Mr. Wayne’s side aside for now. Just Knight Commander Reis alone is probably a hurdle Mr. Wayne will not have an easy time crossing.”
These words happened to strike exactly where the blacksmith and assistant cared most. At this moment, there were no other customers in the shop, so the assistant simply poured himself a cup of crude tea as well. He quickly walked to the shop entrance and gently closed the half-open door.
Е̂n ūḿ ӓ_. i d̀
Then he turned back, pulled over a stool, and sat down, looking as if he was about to speak at length.
“Dear customer, you have hit the nail on the head. Reis becoming their dog is truly as rotten as rotten can be. His wife, children, and parents all severed ties with him because of this!”
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Fick’s gossip-loving heart immediately flared up. He gave the assistant a silver Mane. “Tell me exactly how rotten it is.”
The assistant took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then mysteriously lowered his voice. “Reis is not an ordinary hired knight at all. To put it plainly, he is a death warrior personally sold by the Church to Frank Bank!
“He specializes in collecting debts and claiming lives for Frank Bank. Who knows how much family blood stains his hands?”
Fick remembered that the last time he saw Reis, Reis had even paid out of his own pocket to compensate Alice. He had not seemed like an evil man.
Еńu m_â
Puzzled, Fick asked, “I have been to Frank Bank once. Reis did not seem that evil to me. Was he just pretending to be a good person?”
“Dear customer, you must know that religious knights are even more rigid-minded than Royal Knights. We commoners do not know what methods the royals use, but we do know that the Church has a unique technique—【Opening the Heavenly Light】.”
As the assistant spoke, he acted it out by pretending to strike his own head with an invisible hammer, spittle flying as he put on a crazed expression.
The blacksmith added from the side, “That is right. This 【Opening the Heavenly Light】 is extremely sinister.
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“We have seen many important customers, and from the secrets they heard while traveling far and wide, they say that when the ritual is carried out, the clergy of the Church force specially made holy nails into the believer’s brain, then recite a passage of the Holy See’s secret language.
“Once the entire process is complete, the religious knight who underwent the ritual becomes the Church’s puppet on a string. Their mind is firmly controlled. No matter what order is given, they will do everything in their power to complete it, without even the slightest thought of resisting!”
Ẅе̂b̌ nо̂ v ёĺ Е̌ nů ṁ а̊
When Fick heard this, his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the rim of his teacup as he pondered inwardly.
Hammering nails into the brain? Is this the Butcher’s Nail or a Yuri mind-control device?
Thinking about it carefully, in his previous life, he had borrowed an MP4 from a great expert in European, American, Japanese, and Korean adult films who sat by the back window, and he had seen a movie plot very similar to this.
In that movie, the villainous old woman used a kind of surgery to directly make people obedient. It was called ice-pick therapy or something like that.
Fick lowered his eyes without showing any change in expression. His face still looked as if he were listening carefully as he took another sip of tea.
If it is as they say, Magic Crystals are a royal business. Frank Bank and the Church have been operating for years. Could the royals really have had no reaction at all until now?
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