Abe the Wizard

Chapter 76: Being Busy and Eating Lunch

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Abel threw his ice magic sword into his Horadric cube. His power of the will was fully fixed on it, and soon a message appeared:

Big sword of frost (Normal)

Single hand damage: 3-7

Durability: 24/24

+1-2 ice damage, effect lasts for 2 seconds

The words “Big sword of frost (Normal)” was written in a bold blue font. It was unlike the single hand longsword before, which was entirely white. Turns out, that single hand longsword was considered as a white weapon, and this ice magic sword was considered as blue weapons, also known as magic weapons.

When Abel saw the font of the word “Frost” that appeared. He noticed it was the same style of font as the one from Diablo 2. “Frost” meaning damage caused by ice magic.

However, the original property of “10#Thul” rune suggested:

+3-14 ice damage

The effect lasts for 3 seconds

Ice defense increase by 30%

Due to the material used in the rune ink and the big sword, the effect remained at 1-2 damage, and it lasts for 1 second less. Abel had no idea how he could increase the power of this rune.

The new discovery had given Abel a lot of motivation, he picked up the single hand long sword with a tong and threw it into the furnace. After it had been heated, he took it out and put a hole in it.

He then repeated this process for 19 more times and ended up with 20 single-hand longswords with holes. Since he was in a hurry, and he did not rest at all during this process.

The process of writing runes was very smooth as well. Since his power of the will had increased tremendously, he could draw runes on 5 of these long sword before taking a rest. Just like that, he only spent the night, ruthlessly working until noon of the next day before all 20 long swords were finished.

Since Abel had been working nonstop, during lunchtime he sat in the dining hall of Harry castle viciously munching on a big bowl of leopard meat. The Lord of Marshall understood the reason behind Abel’s lack of table manners, so he did not say a thing. He only looked at the often well mannered Abel gorging his food, with a smile.

“Uncle Marshall, I am a little hungry today.” Said Abel as he noticed the attention of the Lord of Marshall. He suddenly realized the way he was eating was lacking in manners. Manners were very important on the dining table of nobles, and Abel was a bit ashamed of himself.

Normally Abel was very careful when it came to small details like these. He had been in this world for more than 2 years. Although he took precaution in the beginning, now, he found himself fitting in quite well. It was only after a day of intense labor when his power of the will could no longer function, did he forget about this little detail of manner.

“Don’t worry about it. That’s my boy” the Lord of Marshall exclaimed.

Since Abel had arrived at Harry castle, everything he did was very mature, so he had never been a worry to the Lord of Marshall. Because of this, The Lord of Marshall never really had any parenthood experience. When the topic of Abel came up during the conversations with his friends, he would always just say that Abel was very well behaved. He could not fully express the impose of being a stepfather.

The Knight of Bennett and the Lord of Marshall held a similar place in Abel’s heart. When the Knight of Bennett first suggested that he wanted Abel to be adopted by the Lord of Marshall, Abel did not resist too much. This was because the Abel currently did not want to just replace the old Abel, and by being adopted by the Lord of Marshall, he could fully become the new Abel, an Abel that was more true to himself.

“Uncle Marshall, I am no longer a child,” Abel emphasized. In this world, a 13-year-old was considered a young adult. He would not allow anyone to call him a kid. This was another way for Abel to come across as he had fully fit into this world. If he was still on earth, the adult Abel would never say such a thing.

“You are right, you are not a kid,” said the Lord of Marshall, while laughing loudly.

“How’re the magic weapons going?” Asked the Lord of Marshall, with a caring tone.

If things continued to escalate, it seemed like the wolf rider might attack Harry castle in 2 days. The latest news from the scout stated that a small group of wolf rider was roaming around outside Harvest City. But the Lord of Marshall’s experience told him that, this was probably just the wolf rider’s plan to keep the Harvest City military forces within the surrounding Harvest City. Viscount Dickens must have noticed this too, but he could not take the risk. Therefore, he was damned to continue guarding Harvest City with all his military force.

However, the Lord of Marshall was wrong to blame Viscount Dickens. In reality, Viscount Dickens sensed the presence of a wolf rider who possessed the same fighting ability as a commander knight roaming outside the city walls. That’s why he was not willing to send any military force outside of Harvest City.

At the same time, the head commander wolf rider would not show itself easily. It knew that the moment he showed himself would be the time where he would fight to the death with Viscount Dickens. This was the responsibility of Viscount Dickens, all the luxury of being a ruler of the city came with a price, and that was protecting the city and its citizens with all his will.

If Viscount Dickens had sent some people to support Harry castle, it would lower the chance of him winning against this head commander wolf rider. He could not take this risk for the entire city, just for the safety of a single castle.

“The 20 single-handed long sword was almost complete. We should be able to give them to the knights along with a shield by tomorrow,” Abel said, as he placed his cutlery on the table.

“Wow, that’s quick. Even though we are in a hurry, you should take care of your body too!” Said the Lord of Marshall. He felt like there was no way he could change Abel’s crazy working style.

“It’s nothing compared to the time where I was making that bull carriage for you.” Said Abel with a smile, as he whipped the oil of his cheeks with a napkin.

“Cough cough” the Lord of Marshall began to blush upon hearing these words of Abe. He then proceeded to say, “the past few days I’ve been trying to get used to my new armor and weapons. If they are as good as before, there is no way the wolf riders can penetrate our castle. They will pay for what they had done”

Suddenly, the Lord of Marshall thought of the Knight of Saroya again. He continued to say “the other two elite knights that fought against the orcs, the Knight of Bennett and the Knight of Hopper, have also been attacked. Luckily they were prepared for it, and they safely returned to Harvest City with only some light injuries.

“What a bunch of arrogant wolf riders!” Said Abel, with a slight hint of anger in his voice.

This area was located in the center of the human world, so it should be the safest place for humans. However, due to the series of orcs attack, it had sent anxiety into every home around here.

“I had heard the news that the elites from Duchy of Carmel had been ordered come here, but still, it would take at least 3 days. So if he can stay strong in these 3 days, everything will be fine” said the Lord of Marshall.

“Finally, there’s some good news, but 3 days are more than enough time for the wolf rider to finish their good deeds, can’t the elites come faster?” Abel complained.

The Lord of Marshall then explained “It’s already the fastest they can go. The closest big city from here is Sidor city, even for them, 3 days is very fast. The country elites who come from Bakong city might take even longer, but of course, this is one of the fastest elite recruitment. Apparently it was a worgen who had killed prince Wyatt, so King Astor George was extremely angry. When he heard that the worgens started to attack again, he immediately began to recruit a large number of elites from all the big cities.”

Abel felt an odd sense of happiness lurking within him. He was the one who actually killed a prince Wyatt, but he successfully blamed it on the worgens. Now, the King wanted to seek revenge by sending help, and the person he was sending help was exactly the person who had killed his son.

After Abel finished his lunch, he requested the servants to deliver the food straight to his operation room during dinner time. After he finished his dinner, he continued working again.

After 20 times of diamond installation, and 20 times of the power of the will guiding, 20 single-handed longswords were complete.

Abel then put one of these 20 long swords into the Horadric Cube. He concentrated on it with his power of the will, and these statistics appeared:

Single-handed long sword (normal)

Single-handed damage: 2-3

Durability: 24/24

+1-2 ice damage, effect lasts for 2 seconds

The world “Single-handed long sword (normal)” was written in a bold blue font, which meant that it was a qualified magic weapon.

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