Magic_Smithing

Ch: 104

Kervin’s Point of View:

“I missed this.”

“Missed what, Boss?” Lurte asks to the side of me.

“This,” I gesture to the forest around us. “A quiet trip through the woods. No bandits after us, no emergency delivery; just a simple delivery to a client.”

"And the fact that we're picking up hundreds of gold coins worth of weapons and materials has nothing to do with it?” Reel cheekily comments from behind me. It was his turn to rest in the cart, but it was...

New Story Idea

I know this isn't why you joined my Patreon but as the people who have been following my work for the longest time I want your opinion on this.

Below is my story's title, synopsis, book cover, and first chapter. Tell me what you think about all of it.

Cultivating Pokémon

Synopsis:

Our story is the tale of two souls: The first of a y...

Ch: 103

Author's Notes:

A quick heads up, yes, I'm releasing this the same time I'm posting on RoyalRoad, but I have something extra for you guys that I'll have posted in a little bit. Stay tuned.

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A strike from the left, a shield bash from the front, and a knee to hips; I bob and weave through all of Tabitha’s attacks as varied as they are. The hilt of my hammer works wonders in blocking Tabitha’s armored knee, but most of my focus is ...

Ch: 102

Why did Sandra and Richard have to choose now of all times to visit me?

Don't get me wrong; I want to talk to Sandra; Richard, less so. But gods, the timing! I can’t turn away from the arrow in my hands. It’s a good thing Master got up to warn them not to distract me.

I’m busy soldering the fletching onto an arrow, only I'm not using a soft metal like tin this time. Maybe if I had some sort of magic tin, it would work ok, but regular tin wouldn’t hold up under the forces t...

Hello All

There's no easy way to say this, other than I'm sorry for screwing everybody over.

As some of you might have seen, I've once again started posting stuff on RoyalRoad as in days of old. As I said over there, I'm going through my old work and trying to get a sense of where I left off in the story.

I'll also be overhauling my Patreon Page, including the Tiers. I'm not sure exactly how that's going to work yet, but I do know I'll be deleting a lot of the oldest f...

Ch: 101 (The Full Thing)

Sandra’s Point of View:

“Come on,” I anxiously whisper to myself.

Eyes closed, focusing solely on the stick in my hands, I slowly expel my mana and try forcing it into the wood.

I can sense the mana escaping from my hands, and I can push it towards the stick, but the material's natural mana resistance easily brushes off my attempts to earn the Inject Mana skill. Gritting my teeth in frustration, I release more mana, hoping that increasing the amount will better my chan...

100

“Time out!” I shout, lowering my hammer to my side and dropping my stance. I couldn’t have timed my shout any better because Tabitha’s sword pauses right against the surface of my chest piece.

“During a battle, there are no 'time outs,' as you call it," Tabitha frowns in annoyance.

"I'll keep that in mind when I'm in a real battle," I tiredly reply, letting myself fall backward onto my butt. Mana Skin absorbs almost all of the impact, but even if my skill wasn't activate...

Ch: 99

"After that, I went back home to write down my notes," I explain to Sandra how I spent my first day off. While talking to Sandra, I removing the kaglese arrow shaft from the forge, moving over to my anvil to use my smaller hammer to straighten it out better. Just looking at the arrow shaft, you could see the slight bend on the one end that needs to be fixed.

“What’d you do next?” Sandra eagerly asks me.

Delicate work such as this doesn’t require a lot of force and produces...

Ch: 98

“Isn’t this supposed to be our day to spend time together?” Mother looks up from stitching my armor and pouts. “It feels like you spend all your days off fiddling with your magic.”

“Fiddling?” I raise an eyebrow at Mom.

“You heard me,” Mom holds up my vest that still has most of the metal plates exposed. “And why did it take you so long to ask me to fix this?!”

“Because I didn’t want to bother you,” I playfully reply.

Mom narrows her eyes at...

Ch: 97.2

That wasn’t exactly how I thought that conversation would go, I think to myself.

I'm almost back to the village, but I'm still puzzled over why Giovanni didn't sound happier after his man agreed with me that Grey is probably already dead. If anything, he just sounded out of it. And I certainly didn’t expect our conversation to switch towards the order I promised Grey.

I’m all for talking business, especially since I could use some more kaglese, but I was expecting to be gril...

Ch 97.1

Giovanni Turrini’s Point of View:

“Here you go, Boss,” Marshall sets down yet another stack of documents.

“Is this all of them?” I motion to the four stacks of parchment covering my desk.

Marshall shakes his head, “This is only the last eight months. Grey’s activity increased significantly over the last year.”

“He’s been this active??” I ask, starting to feel the fatigue catching up to me. Opening my desk drawer, I take another swig of the bitter ...

Update- Chapter Tomorrow

Running behind after the last chapter, but I'll get it done.

Ch: 96

Lennard Grey’s Point of View:

"I don't think I can go on for much longer," I wheeze to Max. "I'm not physically built like you are."

“I don’t think the goblins will accept that as an excuse,” Max stares into the darkness behind us.

“What!” My already pounding heart speeds up as I rush to Max’s side. “I thought you scared them away?” I ask, peering into the void behind us.

Max shakes his head. “They only pretended to flee after I killed most of the b...

Update- Chapter Tomorrow

This isn't like last week, where I ended up scrapping the Thursday release altogether. I'm much further along, and I'm feeling better.

Plus, I got my happy pills today. They're supposed to take over a week to really start showing results but fingers crossed.

Ch: 95

“I think we might have celebrated a little too soon,” I sigh at the three glass containers of engraving ink sitting on our workbench.

In our excitement, Sandra and I completed the second batch of engraving ink; and seeing how both the first and second batches appeared stable, we couldn’t help but make a third. We should've stopped after the second batch, but what's done is done. It's been a little over two hours since the first batch of engraving ink was completed, and if by now i...

Update- I had a bad day

I won't go into too much detail, but I had a small breakdown today after sitting at my computer for over eight hours, trying to get myself to write.

I'm alright now, but this finally got me to admit I might have a problem I shouldn't ignore any longer and scheduled a doctor's appointment to discuss these issues.

I'm sorry, but I'm pushing chapter 94's release back to Sunday.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Update- Chapter Tommarow

Taking some extra time on this chapter to do it right.

Ch: 94

One’s Point of View:

"I told you! I can't heal someone that burned!" The doctor stresses to me, recoiling in fear.

"And I told you," I hiss, not hiding my natural voice. "If my sister dies, you'll be meeting Ebeon as well! Now start healing!"

The doctor stumbles around his operating table, face scrunching up in despair the more he looks over my charred sister. The doctor sends a worried glance over to his hired guard in the corner, but I only need to turn in the man's dire...

Update *Happy Easter Sunday*

I'm out of town for the day with my family, so chapter tomorrow.

Enjoy your peeps!

Ch: 93

"You know your stitches should be one continuous line, right? They shouldn't zig-zag all over the place like that," Sandra makes fun of my needlework.

“It gives it character,” I point out to Sandra.

“That’s a whole lot of character,” she jokes, and I can’t help but laugh along with her. “Don’t you think it’s time to make a new one?”

"You may be right," I agree, looking over my breastplate. Poor thing only made it a few months too.

It’s been three ...

Ch: 92

“Aaliyah, are you alright!” Sandra shouts from the top of the quarry.

“I’m fine!” I shout back, reassuring my friend. Tabitha’s cuts were deep, but she didn’t reach my skin. I’m not sure if that was her intention or not, but I don’t exactly feel like asking.

“You’re fine, huh? Then I suppose we can continue,” Tabitha drily remarks. It looks like she’s lost most of her excitement after our initial clash.

I ground my teeth in frustration. Is fighting ...

Ch: 91

“Are you enjoying your new teacher?” Sandra playfully smirks at me.

"I don't know; are you enjoying living with Richard?" I try to sound malicious, but I realize how silly I sound half-way through, and by then, it's already too late to stop myself.

“I am actually,” Sandra raises an eyebrow at me. “Is that really what you were going for?”

“No,” I huff as I work the forge’s bellows. “I just couldn’t think of a good comeback there,” I sulk.

“You�...

Just got home

My family wanted me to sleep over and spend more time with them, so that. I considered rushing the chapter tonight but decided against it.

I'm prepared for the mad comments, but I decided to hold this chapter until Thursday. I'll have it finished before then but I want to get the next one going so I stop all these late-night releases.

Early Heads-up

I'm getting out of my cave of a room for the day and visiting some family, so the next chapter will be posted tomorrow.

Ch: 90

Lord Rayes of Blaiton’s Point of View:

I stand on the remains of Blaiton’s walls, staring out at a burning city.

Looking down, there's a large gash across my chest. The blood dripping down my front becomes warmer to the touch as my body goes cold.

I failed.

Blaiton has fallen, countless corpses litter my beautiful city's streets. How did it turn out like this? I can't even remember how Pacore took the city.

“I suppose it doesn’t matter now,” I wheeze th...

Sorry, don't think I'll have it up tonight.

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Sorry in binary, couldn't think of anything else to say.

Ch: 89

I never considered it before, but when someone calls you childish, you feel the overwhelming desire to prove them right.

Pouting the whole way, I walk over and take a seat across from the stony-faced knight. I fold my arms and cross my legs with a look of defiance on my face, which doesn't make much sense when I think about it because I'm the one who gave in and followed her directions.

“There, happy?” I sulk.

“Ecstatic,” she dryly remarks, proceeding to set down her...

Tomorrow

You probably guessed it. Running behind after the whole Ch 88 thing.

I usually wait a day for people to comment on the previously posted chapter to make sure I address anything you guys point out, and that screwed me considering I have less time to write in between Thursday's and Sunday's release.

I have a good chunk of Ch 89 written and I'll continue to work on it until I go to bed but I definitely won't have it done tonight.

Read Ch: 88 first

Do you think I should spend the weekend expanding this chapter and tweaking it?

Ch: 88

“Have you ever seen magicite like this?” I ask Sandra.

"The most magicite I've seen in one place was your storeroom," Sandra tells me while she stares wide-eyed at the walls of the mine.

"Really?" I ask, surprised. "I'd thought magicite would be a lot more openly traded in Drey, especially for mages? Master told me how magicite is rare in large quantities but not exactly hard to find in general."

Sandra shakes her head as she moves over to the cavern's wall and starts to...