Blacksmithing Is Child’s Play for a Dark Mage - Chapter 64

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Episode 64
Tay, Ash, Dialogue, and Rant’s Black Mage spells all erupted simultaneously.
Ash’s infernal arrows buried themselves in the Chimera’s torso.
Tay’s clinging flames adhered to the mechanical legs, blazing upward. Rant’s Black Mage spell flew true and struck home.
But the Chimera endured.
A troll’s regenerative power was one thing, but the real problem was that Black Mage spells weren’t landing solid hits at all.
It meant the creature possessed formidable magical resistance.
“Kerruck! That tickles! It tickles!”
All five brains appeared to be generating their own magical barriers simultaneously.
Even if one barrier broke through, the remaining four compensated for it.
It wasn’t casting spells itself, but the creature possessed inherent resistance to both magical and physical attacks alike.
“I knew something like this would show up.”
Yet Tay remained unruffled. His expression betrayed no panic whatsoever.
The truth was simple: he’d already devised a strategy for exactly this scenario.
He’d been a Hunter in his past life and had crawled through enough hellish situations in this one that not preparing for contingencies would have been absurd.
The Chimera’s goblin head shrieked at Tay.
“Black Mage! You’re the leader! I’ll kill you first!”
Chitinous legs scraped the ground as the Chimera charged toward him.
A four-meter monstrosity hurtling forward on six mechanical legs was terror incarnate.
“Oh my! What a formidable opponent! I wonder if the Master can possibly survive!”
‘I’m going to have a serious talk with Dialogue later about this attitude.’
Even as the thought crossed his mind, Tay ran.
Skeletal soldiers threw themselves at him from all directions, but he charged through like a living bulldozer, absorbing their blows with his body.
When the distance between them had closed to mere meters.
The Chimera’s troll arm swept downward. Tay surged forward with even greater speed.
Screech! Crack!
The troll arm whizzed inches past Tay’s side, slamming into the ground with devastating force.
Shattered fragments of mid-sized skeletal soldiers scattered in the impact.
Tay planted his feet on one of the troll’s mechanical legs, kicked off, and swung his staff skyward.
Warrior Level 3.
And the skill Endless Vitality.
These two abilities made such acrobatics possible.
“Rant! Bone Crafting now!!!”
Bone Crafting.
A Black Mage art that reshaped, fused, and refined bone fragments into whatever form was desired.
Tay’s staff gleamed with dark magic power.
At the same moment, Dialogue reacted. Light flickered as it duplicated Tay’s spell and triggered it a second time.
Double casting.
The skeletal remains scattered across the boss room’s floor awakened.
Click!
A bone fragment stuck fast to the Chimera’s mechanical leg.
Click-click!
Two fragments. Three. Ten. A hundred. Bone shards began attaching to the Chimera’s entire body at breathtaking speed.
To its legs, torso, arms, and the cylindrical container holding its brains.
Like iron drawn to a magnet, they clicked and adhered, binding the creature fast.
“Kerruck!?”
The Chimera recoiled in shock.
It tried tearing the bone fragments away with its troll arms, but they stuck faster than they could be removed. The Bone Crafting was advancing at double speed.
Rant, witnessing this, cast Bone Crafting himself.
Bone adhered at even faster speed.
A storm of fragments engulfed the Chimera. Simultaneously, the still-intact mid-sized skeletal soldiers charged in, latching onto the creature’s legs and arms.
Even as the skeletal soldiers threw themselves at it and clung fast, Bone Crafting never ceased.
Shards accumulated atop the soldiers’ bodies, gradually coalescing into a single massive bone structure.
At last.
The Chimera could no longer move.
A prison of bone. Tens of thousands of bone fragments, fused together, had completely entombed the creature.
The mechanical legs lay buried in bone, utterly immobilized, while the troll arms wedged between bone fragments couldn’t budge an inch.
“Kerrrruck! You filthy Black Mage scuuuum!”
The goblin head shrieked from within the glass cylinder, its eyes rolling wild with fury.
Tay approached, smiling.
“As expected. There’s no competing with sheer numbers.”
The Chimera thrashed inside the bone cage, but it was futile.
Tay climbed atop the bone cage and peered down into the central tank.
“I’d love to take this intact, if I could…….”
A brain inside the tank. A fusion of machine and biology. Fascinating material for a Crazy Craftsman, wouldn’t you say?
If I analyzed it, I might craft something remarkable. Pity about that.
“Can’t clear the dungeon without killing it, so there’s no helping it.”
A dungeon doesn’t clear unless you kill the boss.
Unfortunate as it is, those are the rules……so I’ll have to carry out a corpse.
Tay drew his Bone Sword.
He brought it down toward the central tank.
Crack!
Glass shattered, and liquid gushed out.
The tip of the Bone Sword pierced straight through the goblin’s skull.
“Ghhhh……kkkk…….”
The light faded from the goblin’s eyes. The brains in the four remaining tanks convulsed simultaneously, then went slack.
-Dungeon Clear!
-First Clear Achievement unlocked!
-Rewards granted.
System messages flooded Tay’s vision.
The corner of his mouth lifted.
“Hah. A First Clear always tastes different. Alright, let’s gather the spoils and get moving!”
Maybe today was a lucky day.
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Tay returned to his domain with every scrap of loot in tow.
A full haul, indeed!
The boss monster’s corpse. The massive remains of the goblin-troll hybrid Chimera were dragged back by several bone soldiers clinging to it.
Mechanical parts rattled, and the troll’s limp limbs scraped along the ground—quite the spectacle, in its own way.
Alongside it came the tools that had spilled from the dungeon’s traps.
Arrow launcher components, pipes and nozzles from the flamethrower apparatus, gears and springs from the floor traps, containers that had held acidic liquid.
Tay had stripped them all bare and hauled every piece away.
It all turns into coin, after all!
And there were corpses of common monsters too.
He’d slaughtered the monsters scattered between the traps—not many in number, but a fair few of them had been carrying Magic Stones.
He’d stacked all of it in a clearing on the edge of his domain.
It formed a mountain.
A literal mountain of spoils!
“W-what is all that?”
The first to react was a domain resident who happened to be passing nearby.
A man who had been heading to the fields with farming tools stopped short at the sight of the loot pile in the clearing.
“Heard the Baron brought it back from a dungeon.”
“That massive monster—is that a troll?”
“It’s a troll, but there’s iron attached to it. It has six legs. What is that thing?”
The residents began to gather one by one.
Farmers heading to the fields, ranchers emerging from the poultry house, craftsmen from the bone tool workshop taking a break, women shopping—word spread quickly, and a crowd converged on the clearing.
“The Baron took that down alone?”
“Not alone. Rant went with him.”
“And he took a thousand bone soldiers, didn’t he?”
“A thousand!?”
“It was a dungeon full of traps, and he just plowed through them all with bone soldiers.”
The murmur among the residents grew louder. The mountain of spoils piled before their eyes was proof enough—no one could suspect exaggeration.
“I knew our Lord was formidable, but…….”
“To defeat such a monster. Truly, our Baron is without peer.”
“With a lord like that, don’t we have every reason to feel secure?”
Their voices carried notes of pride.
The residents of Maker Barony had already resolved their living expenses thanks to Tay.
Abundant food, the labor of bone soldiers, the benefits of the Ring Economy—every provision came from a lord who proved his strength in battle as well. Pride was only natural.
The mercenaries’ reaction was altogether different.
Soldiers from the Black Spear Guild and Silver Shield Guild, both stationed in Maker Barony, gathered before the pile of spoils.
“Insane.”
A mercenary from the Black Spear Guild stared up at the chimera’s corpse and muttered.
“That’s a boss monster? They took it down?”
“It’s not just the boss. They plowed through the entire Trap-Type Dungeon.”
“They threw eight hundred skeletal soldiers into the traps and exhausted them all.”
“Eight hundred into the traps……?”
The mercenary fell silent.
Trap-Type Dungeons were a nightmare for mercenaries. No matter how skilled you were, a single trap could kill you.
Three of the five scout teams that went in didn’t survive intact, after all.
And they’d plowed through such a dungeon with skeletal soldiers.
Not by disarming or dodging the traps—they simply threw bodies at them until they were all spent.
“Is that strategy, or just brute force……?”
“Only a Bone Lord could manage it. What lord treats eight hundred skeletal soldiers as disposable? Sure, the loot looks good, but considering the cost of those skeletons, isn’t it a loss?”
“Maybe……? But why would a lord take a loss like that?”
A mercenary from the Silver Shield Guild shook his head and spoke.
“Tch. He wouldn’t if it were a loss. Long as there’s bone, he can make more. Doesn’t matter to him.”
“……Now that you mention it, you’re right.”
“A mad lord. In the best way.”
Low laughter rippled through the mercenaries.
Tay gazed down at the scene from beyond the office window.
Residents and mercenaries gathered in the open square, marveling at the mountain of loot, murmuring, beaming with pride.
‘Not bad at all.’
His authority as a lord had risen a notch.
Feeding them with coin wasn’t enough. He had to show strength. He needed to plant the certainty that following this lord meant safety.
Today’s spoils had done exactly that.
Rant organized the reports beside him and spoke.
“The residents’ morale has lifted noticeably.”
“Has it?”
“Yes. You can’t buy something like this with money.”
Tay nodded and turned his gaze forward.
There was more loot to receive and catalog.
-Dungeon Clear!
-First Clear Achievement unlocked!
-Rewards granted.
-Reward received!
-Obtained 1 Confirmed Skill Book.
A Confirmed Skill Book!! With this, I can freely obtain skills of the highest grade—Godly—from among the seven tiers: Common, Uncommon, Rare, Magic, Unique, Legendary, and Godly!!
‘This is it! This is why you can’t give up on First Clears! Absolutely insane!’
Tay screamed inwardly with joy.
Because he was happy!
A Black Mage Blacksmith Has It Too Easy
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