Genius Blacksmith’s Game - Chapter 305

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The Genius Blacksmith’s Game
The Great Atlas Tournament (Part 2) (6)
As Hyeon-su left the scattering Kali behind, a message reached him.
[Rewards are being calculated.]
[The Ambiguous Elixir is special.]
This Ambiguous Elixir, set by Lee Se-jin, possessed the power to raise all stats by 5.
However, this was only when the system judged an ordinary victory.
‘Atlas’s victory cannot be ordinary.’
Se-jin subtly proposed this to the Coalition side.
The amusing part was that the Coalition also knew of this subtlety yet accepted it anyway.
Because Atlas’s odds of winning were slim.
[The system calculated Atlas’s win rate at 1.2%.]
[A remarkable Achievement.]
[The system analyzed the soldiers’ performance in the Atlas Tournament as the highest rank.]
[The system analyzed the performance of Bahala, Kabel, Lucifer, Bok-deung-i, and Kkyu-kkyu, each commanding a gate in the Atlas Tournament, as scoring higher than the highest rank.]
[The system analyzed the Users’ performance in the Atlas Tournament as scoring higher than the highest rank.]
The system was speaking.
Not just Hyeon-su alone, but everyone in Atlas had demonstrated extraordinary performance today.
[The system cannot assign a score to the lord who commanded everything in the Atlas Tournament.]
[The system commends you.]
Hyeon-su smiled bitterly.
The system acknowledged what he had accomplished.
The system was the most impartial existence, like a computer or robot.
He understood what it meant for such an entity to acknowledge him.
In truth, Hyeon-su knew.
‘We won this time.’
But if they fought again with the same forces, Atlas would suffer a complete defeat.
No—a devastating, inevitable loss.
This victory was seized by exploiting their ‘carelessness.’
Yet by placing an excellent reward into weak Atlas, it filled the gap.
[The stat amount of the Ambiguous Elixir is being determined.]
Ding!
[The Ambiguous Elixir is upgraded from all stats +5 to all stats +8.]
[It will be distributed to all 21,317 participants in the Atlas Tournament.]
[You have obtained the Ambiguous Elixir.]
Hyeon-su’s chest burned with warmth.
An army of twenty thousand would now possess this elixir that raised all stats by 8.
The Soldiers would gain a minimum of 40 stat points across all stats.
The Knights would gain a minimum of 70 stat points across all stats.
The Strong Ones would gain nearly 100 stat points across all stats.
They had gained the strength to face opponents twenty to thirty levels higher than those who had once been their equals.
The nation Hyeon-su desired.
One puzzle piece for a small yet mighty kingdom slots into place.
Moreover, Hyeon-su possessed more stat points than others, allowing him to increase over one hundred stat points.
And from today onward, another tremendous power to advance with.
[Due to your victory in the Atlas Tournament, you are no longer required to craft all twenty Artifacts.]
[Tournament participants cannot invade Atlas for one month.]
[You obtain the Lord’s Reward.]
Ding!
[You obtain Genbu’s Shell.]
It was the first divine beast shell I had ever obtained in Ares.
All preparations were complete.
[The Lord’s Speech will begin shortly.]
Now it was time to walk toward the throne.
After hearing the reward notification, Hyeon-su received additional information.
[The Great Atlas Tournament took place in an Atlas that is one hundred percent identical to the real Atlas.]
[You may conduct your speech in the fake Atlas.]
[You may conduct your speech in the real Atlas.]
Hyeon-su understood the difference between the two.
Though they said it was copied one hundred percent, there was something that could not be replicated.
It was not the appearance, but the people that the real Atlas possessed.
Hyeon-su was confident.
Even if I showed them the real Atlas, they could not invade for some time.
Hyeon-su made his choice.
‘The real one. Atlas.’
I begin in my Atlas.
Far from the castle walls.
[Synchronizing with the real Atlas.]
Hyeon-su walks toward the throne in his Atlas.
Crack—
Light erupts in succession, and the twenty thousand army that had fallen in the fake Atlas materializes.
The twenty thousand soldiers witness him walking forward, still drenched in blood, his brown coat billowing.
His movements were dignified and composed, not a single falter in his stride.
The lord walks toward the castle, each step deliberate.
Before the twenty thousand soldiers.
Lucifer, Bella, and Bon, draped in white cloaks.
And the twenty thousand troops who believe in and follow him cry out.
“Loyalty!!!!”
The soldiers open the gates.
The moment he crosses through those open doors.
It began broadcasting to the entire world.
What they saw was an army of twenty thousand.
But the true Atlas was filled with two hundred thousand citizens.
Every single one of them parted the way, their eyes shining with belief, respect, and awe as they gazed upon Hyeon-su.
I passed through each and every one of them.
Bahala, still wearing his mask on one side, had eyes brimming with astonishment at the history being written anew.
Kabel, standing at a distance as always with his arms crossed, wore a faint smile.
“Woof, woof!”
Bok-deung-i, following behind with his tail wagging happily at his master, looked happier than anyone else.
And then the end.
The wide-open doors of the Lord’s Castle.
I climbed the stairs and stood at the highest point, gazing out over Atlas.
This was the beginning of the throne.
The entire world now held me in their eyes.
At this moment, I spoke to the world.
“I will create Hyeon’s nation.”
That image was broadcast across the entire world.
News spread at a rapid pace.
Thousands of breaking news articles like “Master Craftsman Hyeon declares he will become king” spread swiftly.
But Hyeon-su knew the truth.
Becoming king in his current state was impossible.
No matter how hard he struggled, it would take at least ten months or more.
What was needed for that.
“I will accept applications from Blacksmiths.”
The commentators reacted.
-…Blacksmiths across the entire world have already built their own factions. It is true that the world was shocked by leading the Great Atlas Tournament to victory. However, at the same time, by declaring the intention to become a kingdom, Hyeon has risen to become the most influential figure in the world, and as a result, has attracted attention.
-Hidden super Named NPCs, other unofficial rankers. In other words, he has become a target for everyone.
-It’s dangerous. Blacksmiths will not take risks for a nation that Hyeon merely wishes to create—a nation of mere ‘possibility’. To be frank, Hyeon is being reckless right now.
More time passed, and there was no response whatsoever.
No one answered his call for applications.
-I don’t understand what he’s thinking.
-Governing two hundred thousand citizens is commendable, but the minimum requirement for a king is to govern four million citizens… What?
The commentators soon began to grow flustered.
They could be heard conversing with certain individuals and reacting to them.
-What did you say…? Why are they….
-No, why on earth?
-What?
-Applications?
-They’re making a statement?
-No, so why are they….
-…Mad Movie?
Soon, the entire world witnessed an astonishing spectacle.
-No, what is that?
-What in the world…?
The sky filled with something dark and massive.
They were flying toward Hyeon-su.
Meanwhile.
Director Lee of AJ Internet Broadcasting Station couldn’t comprehend it.
“…Something felt off.”
“Indeed.”
Ian. The finest archer of Hyeon’s Forge and its editor.
The moment he logged out, he sent a video to AJ Internet and requested broadcast approval.
It was a Mad Movie video.
And the truth behind this Mad Movie contained this revelation.
“Crafted entirely through Handcrafting without any job class bonuses….”
“If there’s anyone in this world who deserves the title of National Treasure, wouldn’t it be Hyeon?”
It was indeed so.
South Korea was confirmed to be the only nation in the world to possess a Master Craftsman.
“I’m overjoyed.”
PD Kim bounced up and down excitedly.
Hyeon, the Master Craftsman who became a legend for the first time.
What had been presumed to be a Legendary-class Master Craftsman was actually the result of individual skill alone.
Director Lee and PD Kim Dae-guk turned their steps toward the massive screens of Gangnam.
Dozens of screens displayed only a single Mad Movie.
Hyeon-su, sitting in a chair within the dark screen.
When asked what prompted him to start Ares, he lifts his head and speaks.
-I wanted to live.
From that point on, the Mad Movie struck the entire world with force.
Another place.
Black Anvil, ranked first among Korea’s Blacksmith Shops.
Roun, who had watched every Mad Movie, shot up from his seat.
“…Do you know why this matters?”
The executives focused on Roun.
Those same people who would have opposed him joining under Hyeon at any cost.
“His mind contains thousands, tens of thousands of crafting methods that don’t exist in Ares. Japan’s Kusanagi, China’s Gan Jiang and Mo Ye. And he can even forge King Arthur’s Caliburn and Siegfried’s Balmung!”
They don’t exist in Ares, yet the current Blacksmiths desire it.
The dream of crafting even one thing we once knew in reality.
Those who craft through skills alone lacked the power to achieve it.
But one man makes it possible.
The executives’ expressions transformed.
“We must be included somehow!”
“The number of admissions is necessarily limited!”
“We must become his people!”
“Blacksmiths who fail to do so will fall behind!”
Elsewhere.
The Rune of the Golden Hammer Blacksmith.
“We’re becoming founding members of Hyeon’s Nation right now!”
Kokonyang, Master of the Black Dwarf Guild.
“Submit the application immediately! Our guild is joining Hyeon’s Nation!”
Someone posed a question.
“How do we make contact?”
Hyeon had deliberately not mentioned how to apply for guild membership.
It meant they had to figure it out themselves.
“There’s a Messenger Bird code from Master Craftsman Hyeon at the end of the video. It seems we can apply through the Messenger Bird code.”
“Send the Messenger Bird now!!!!”
“We have to send it faster than anyone else.”
The video that began in Korea spread across the world.
From every corner of the globe, applications were sent via Messenger Bird.
“Hyeon’s Nation” claimed the number one search term on every major portal site worldwide.
The number of related articles surged dramatically.
Articles that had numbered around fifty thousand swelled to over three hundred thousand globally.
-Breaking news: Russia’s Dwarf Guild Master revealed to be joining Hyeon’s Nation….
-Breaking news: The Hot Dwarf Guild of the United States officially stated they wish to support Hyeon.
-Breaking news.
-Breaking news….
-Breaking news….
The entire world was becoming paralyzed.
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After declaring that I would accept Blacksmiths, I gazed upon the quiet world before me.
Suddenly, the path I had walked flashed through my mind.
There was a time when my world had crumbled.
My father had become a vegetable, half my body was covered in burn scars, and I had even developed social anxiety.
I struggled with my father’s hospital bills, and each time I gripped the hammer, my trembling hands told me it was over.
The flower of the Master Craftsman had fallen to the ground.
But one day, I encountered a world called Ares.
It was the moment the withered petals slowly seeped into the earth.
Many things had happened.
For someone who knew only how to create, countless connections had blossomed.
Those connections became rain, seeping into the earth as nourishment for fallen petals.
I had crossed many thresholds.
Those thresholds became the rising sun, saying “grow well.”
I was so grateful.
Grateful for the connections that became water and the thresholds I crossed as that sun.
Between these words of gratitude, I came to see the people and followers who now trailed behind me, and I understood.
It was I who made the sun rise properly.
It was I who drank the water and sprouted forth with vigor.
All of this originated from me.
Therefore, I do not doubt myself.
He did not say he would accept a few Blacksmiths.
Rather, he knew.
‘I have the right to lead many Blacksmiths.’
Within that conviction, Hyeon-su could see it.
“….”
Those pitch-black things covering the sky.
-They are Messenger Birds.
-S-sir, countless Messenger Birds are flying in!
-Three thousand? No, ten thousand? No, fifty thousand!?
-Messenger Birds from every nation in the world have slightly different appearances or colors!
-Messenger Birds sent from across the entire world are covering the sky!!!!
The Messenger Birds descended around Hyeon-su.
[The number of Messenger Birds is too great.]
Tens of thousands of Messenger Birds fluttered around Hyeon-su.
[Guild Master Han of the Hot Dwarf Guild requests to serve under you!]
Those who dream of becoming master craftsmen.
[Guild Master Wang Gang of the Black Dragon Blacksmith requests to serve under you!]
Those who wish to forge China’s gan jiang and mo ye.
[Guild Master Roun of the Blackmoru Blacksmith requests to serve under you!]
[Guild Master Rune of the Golden Hammer Blacksmith requests to serve under you!]
[Guild Master Kokonyang of the Black Dwarf Blacksmith requests to serve under you!]
Those who wish to become true Blacksmiths, not merely Auto-Crafters.
And.
[Guild joining requests from individual Blacksmiths are overwhelming!]
[The numbers of those wishing to serve under you are being tallied.]
Those who dream of reaching new heights.
Hyeon-su’s breathing quickened.
He knew.
A flower in full bloom will one day shed its petals again.
I am a single blossom in magnificent bloom.
[A total of 428,710 Blacksmiths apply to join the Guild!]
“I declare it.”
And the petals that will fall once more.
Amidst tens of thousands of Messenger Birds scattering in a gentle cascade, Hyeon-su stands before the astonished, awestruck, and amazed eyes of the entire world and speaks.
“I will become the first King.”
The flower that has bloomed prepares for the season to come.

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