Blacksmithing Is Child’s Play for a Dark Mage - Chapter 65

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Episode 65
Confirmed Skill Book.
This was a mad reward that allowed one to acquire any skill whatsoever.
It wasn’t easy to obtain.
Even in my past life, the Hunters who managed to get their hands on a Confirmed Skill Book could be counted on one hand, and there were countless others willing to stake their lives for one. That’s how valuable an item it was.
Clearing the initial Dungeon also wasn’t something one could accomplish this easily in reality.
Regardless.
Last time, Tay had used one to obtain a Legendary-Rank Passive skill for the Warrior Class.
Heart of Undying Life
Rank: Legendary
Type: Passive
It was a skill that surpassed a Troll’s regenerative prowess, making one nearly immortal.
As long as the heart remained intact, any part of the body could regenerate no matter how destroyed it became.
There had been a reason for placing a Legendary-Rank skill in the Warrior Class.
It wasn’t simply chosen to avoid dying.
It was to make Black Magic far more practical.
For instance, there existed a Black Magic spell called Life Force Absorption.
If one cast it on oneself? One could extract their own life force.
If you dissolved that extracted life force in water and poured it into a specially treated bottle?
There you have it. Recovery Potion complete.
The problem was that the efficiency of Life Force Absorption was mediocre, but since the Heart of Undying Life guaranteed infinite life force to begin with, efficiency became meaningless.
Why worry about efficiency when the resource you’re drawing from is limitless?
Of course, he could use it that way in theory, but in practice he wasn’t actually doing so.
The reason being: he was swamped.
Tay was living an absurdly busy life.
Territory management, Skeleton Soldier production, Ring crafting, Dungeon conquest, recruiting vassals—he had no time to make Recovery Potions on top of it all.
Regardless.
For that reason, he was now able to obtain a new skill.
Common. Uncommon. Rare. Magic. Unique. Legendary. Divine.
Among the seven Ranks, the one he’d chosen last time was Legendary.
‘This time, though…’
Tay paused to consider.
‘Should I try picking a Divine skill?’
Divine. The highest among the seven Ranks.
To begin with, Divine-Rank skills hadn’t even existed in his past life.
Tay ran a search through the System for Divine-Rank skills.
And then.
Skill: Divine Flesh
Rank: Divine
Type: Passive
One obtains a body befitting the dignity of a god.
Having acquired the body of a god, one cannot die by ordinary means.
Furthermore, one gains resistance or immunity to all hostile elements.
Effect: Become a demigod.
Restriction: Cannot be acquired due to Dignity Level requirement
‘Ah.’
Tay stopped.
Cannot be acquired due to Dignity Level requirement.
All Divine-Rank skills came with this caveat.
The skills themselves existed, but his current Dignity Level wasn’t sufficient to acquire them.
‘Damn. This is rough.’
Tay let out a sigh.
‘Then again, skills like this didn’t even exist in my past life, did they? Are they unique to this world? Or was it just a realm nobody managed to reach in my previous one?’
Either way, it didn’t matter now.
He couldn’t pull Divine-Rank skills. Time to accept reality.
Then it would have to be Legendary-Rank.
‘Since I already picked from the Warrior Class last time…’
Tay possessed three Classes: Black Mage, Crazy Craftsman, and Warrior.
The Warrior side had already yielded Heart of Undying Life. This time he’d have to pick from one of the other two Classes.
Crazy Craftsman.
A financial lifeline.
Ring-crafting, skeleton soldier factories, bone weapon production—all of Tay’s economic power flowed from this Class.
Black Mage.
Military force.
Skeleton soldier production, various combat Dark Magic spells—all of Tay’s martial strength came from this Class.
So. Which one?
Which should I… choose?
Tay closed his eyes and considered.
Money was already flowing in well. Territory income rose each month, the ring monopoly held firm, and the gold coins stacked in the Goldmanta Bank had become astronomical.
What was needed now?
Strength!
To face transcendent beings like Grimoire the Marquis. To protect his territory and grow further. He needed power more than wealth.
At last, he decided.
‘I’ll acquire a skill related to military force and martial power.’
He scanned through the Legendary-grade skill list for the Black Mage Class.
There were several skills. Some were potent, others useful depending on circumstances.
And then one caught his eye.
[Skill: Hell Heart]
Grade: Legendary
Type: Passive
The heart connects to the abyss of Hell, and Dark Magic Power flows forth infinitely.
Note, however, that while the flow becomes infinite, the output strength of Dark Magic Power does not increase—be careful.
Additionally, due to the Dark Magic Power, resistance to various elements grows stronger.
Function: Dark Magic Power does not deplete.
Function: Elemental Resistance
‘This is it.’
Tay’s eyes lit up.
Dark Magic Power never runs out. The heart connects directly to Hell’s abyss, supplying infinite Dark Magic Power.
What Black Mage could ask for a better skill than this?
He could spend Dark Magic spells freely without worrying about mana. He could cast carelessly without depletion.
Apply Undead Enhancement, use Bone Processing, create zombies, hurl Clinging Flame—all simultaneously possible.
It was absurdly overpowered.
Of course, it wouldn’t make him completely invincible.
Dark Magic Power becomes infinite, but output strength does not increase.
And Tay currently stood at two-Class level by Black Mage standards.
No matter how infinite the mana, the sheer power of two-Class Dark Magic was weak compared to transcendent beings.
Even so, there would be no match for him in this region.
A Black Mage wielding infinite mana to maintain infinite skeleton soldiers while casting Dark Magic without restraint.
Against barons or earls, he would be unstoppable.
‘I’ll take this.’
Tay used the Confirmed Skill Book.
-You have acquired [Skill: Hell Heart].
But then.
The system message didn’t stop there.
-[Heart of Undying Life] and [Hell Heart] exist simultaneously.
-Skills are fusing.
‘What?’
Tay’s eyes widened.
Fusion? The skills are fusing?
-Fusion is complete.
[Skill: Heart of Undying Life and Hell]
Grade: Legendary+
Type: Passive
The heart cradling undying life connects to the depths of Hell’s abyss.
Through the effect of bearing the Heart of Undying Life, infinite Dark Magic Power now seeps into the blood.
So long as the heart endures, all of the body regenerates transcendently.
Even if the head is destroyed, the body will fully regenerate within one minute if the heart remains intact.
Dark Magic Power output increases twofold, and resistance to various elements becomes exceptionally strong.
Function: Dark Magic Power does not deplete.
Function: Transcendent Regeneration
Function: Immunity to all status abnormalities applied to the body.
Function: All skills and spells using Dark Magic Power gain 100% increased potency.
Tay went still.
He read the system message twice.
Three times.
And then.
‘What? This is insane!’
Legendary+ grade.
A new grade beyond Legendary had been born.
When two Legendary-grade skills fused together, it wasn’t merely additive—it was a qualitative leap.
Infinite Dark Magic Power supply was the baseline, and on top of that came transcendent regeneration, status abnormality immunity, doubled Dark Magic Power output—and 100% increased potency?
Earlier he’d thought 2nd Class Black Magic felt weak in power. Now it would be twice as strong. 2nd Class power effectively approaching 3rd Class might.
‘This is… utterly mad.’
Tay pressed a hand to his chest.
His heart was beating—but with a rhythm unlike anything before.
From the depths of his heart, the infernal Dark Magic Power surged up like magma, while at the same time the undying life force spread through his veins to every corner of his body.
Two powers had become one, beating from his heart.
Tay clenched his fist tight.
‘This is why I can’t give up on being the first to clear this dungeon!’
Ah, intoxicating!
As Tay thought this, he closed the skill window.
As the skill’s power took effect, strength surged through his entire frame!
The Heart of Undying Life and Hell—incredible!
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Time passed after Tay cleared the Goblin-Troll Trap Dungeon.
After the first clear, the dungeon had reset. The boss monster revived, and all the traps were reinstalled.
That’s how dungeons work. Once you clear and exit, the interior resets and returns to its original state.
Seeing this, Tay made a decision.
He would develop it as a tourist attraction.
First, he built a fortress around the dungeon.
He raised a wooden framework, then surrounded it with earthen walls built from stone and soil.
It wasn’t an imposing rampart, but it was sufficient to prevent monsters from escaping and to regulate the flow of people in and out.
Inside the fortress, he constructed several buildings.
An inn. A smithy. A healing station. And an empty plaza.
The empty plaza was kept open so civilians could set up shops later.
When merchants arrived, stores would naturally spring up on their own. It was a method already proven in the Maker Barony’s home territory.
Naturally, he stationed troops as well.
Fifty human soldiers equipped with Skeleton Control Rings.
And one hundred medium-sized Skeleton Soldiers under their command.
The structure had human soldiers giving orders and Skeleton Soldiers carrying them out.
And the dungeon charged an entrance fee.
The fee itself wasn’t large. The real profit didn’t come from entrance fees anyway.
It came from what lay within the dungeon’s traps.
Every time the dungeon reset, all the trap mechanisms refilled with fresh materials.
Arrow turrets filled with arrows, flamethrower devices refueled, poison projectile launchers topped with venom, and acidic liquid traps brimming with acid.
If you extracted and carried away all of it?
It’s all money.
Arrows could be sold as consumables, venom could be diluted into poison or pesticide for use.
Acidic liquid could be used for metalworking or leather tanning.
The flamethrower fuel had obvious market value.
Even metal weapons and blades picked up were pure profit!
Disassembling the traps and harvesting the materials to carry out.
This became the business model.
Word spread before long.
Among mercenaries, among merchants—a nickname took hold.
The Material Mining Dungeon.
Named for how people mined the dungeon’s traps like ore from a quarry.
You didn’t go in to hunt monsters—you went to dismantle traps.
Of course, monsters appeared, but for a seasoned mercenary, the traps were both more dangerous and more profitable.
Pay the entrance fee, go in, harvest trap materials, come out, and sell them.
It was simple but reliable income.
Naturally, people began converging on the fortress.
The inn filled quickly, repair requests piled up at the smithy, and wounded mercenaries from trap encounters lined up at the clinic.
Stalls began appearing one by one in the empty spaces.
The Maker Barony became even more renowned.
The domain of skeleton soldiers. The domain of rings. And now, the domain of the loot-mining dungeon.
Tay’s name began spreading beyond Harundel into the world beyond.
The Black Mage Is Too Good at Blacksmithing
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