Genius Blacksmith’s Game - Chapter 56

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The Genius Blacksmith’s Game

 

 

 

 

Three Swords (3)

 

 

 

Sword King Barad was hiding in a corner near where the Ifrit was.

He looked at the sword he held. Hyeon’s fourth custom-crafted sword had melted away immediately upon entering this place.

The armor he wore was the same.

In just 5 seconds, it had lost about 30% of its durability.

‘Half…’

Sword King Barad gripped the necklace around his neck once tightly.

The necklace his son had given him was also melting.

The Ifrit’s characteristic of melting even Unique-grade artifacts completely.

But Barad stepped out from where he had been hiding.

He decided not to hide anymore.

‘Even if I die, I’ll take that thing with me.’

Soon the Ifrit revealed itself.

Standing 3 meters tall with its entire body covered in boiling flames. It held a blazing spear in one hand.

 

[Ifrit Lv.406]

 

In terms of pure strength alone, it was weaker than Barad. The problem was the intense heat that could melt anything.

Barad revealed himself and charged at the Ifrit.

Kwazaak-

The moment the sword of the Sword King, known for displaying the finest swordsmanship, cut through the Ifrit, scorching flames erupted.

“Kuhaaaaak!”

The sword had already melted nearly 50% more.

He drove that sword into its chest and pulled upward with all his strength.

Puhwaaaak-

Hwareureuk-

Along with that, boiling flames transferred to Sword King Barad’s body.

 

[Ifrit’s Flames]

 

The Ifrit’s flames that could melt anything ignited across Barad’s entire body.

But Barad did not retreat.

His sword strikes cut the creature again and again and again repeatedly.

But the Ifrit realized.

That it had won.

He was already dying and even his weapon was broken.

That blunted sword tip could no longer…

Puhwaaaak-

“Uoooo!”

Cut.

The Ifrit couldn’t hide its bewilderment.

It was a sword half-melted with molten metal dripping from it.

Seeing him cut through itself with that sword, chills ran down its back.

It grabbed that man’s shoulder.

The man also possessed a remarkable body.

His flesh was regenerating at high speed.

However, it couldn’t keep up with the speed at which he was burning from its heat.

Yet, the man whose arms were melting away kept cutting, kept cutting it.

Chakagagagak-!

Fear.

The Ifrit was overcome with fear.

Barad gritted his teeth. He gripped his sword with both hands and struck at its neck with all his might.

Peoseoeoeoeoek-

The dull blade couldn’t sever its neck in one strike.

Twice.

Three times.

Four times.

I’ll take you with me.

At that moment the Ifrit’s kick struck him.

Barad, sent flying backward, felt the moment of death approaching.

But there was still a chance of victory.

The creature’s neck was half-severed, and he still had the last strength left to cut it down.

Then Barad realized he couldn’t walk.

“……”

Lava summoned by the Ifrit was covering the entire floor.

Barad realized that even he, called the Immortal, would melt if he walked on that lava path.

His gaze fell on his sword.

The sword in his grip had completely melted away, and his armor was the same.

Barad looked at the Ifrit.

The Ifrit, covered in fierce flames, was regenerating unlike himself.

And seeing the lava on the ground approaching him, he knew he too would melt.

But Barad took a step forward.

“…!”

The Ifrit was shocked.

The moment feet touch lava, even a body with immortal flesh would melt.

The Ifrit was overcome with instinctive fear.

Reflexively, it hurled the boiling spear it was holding.

Kwareureuruk-

The flaming spear making fierce piercing sounds shot toward his heart.

Barad’s eyes looked at that spear.

It was the moment he instinctively knew that when that spear pierced his chest, he too would scatter as bone dust.

Barad felt bitter resentment.

He had come here to avenge his son, yet at the thought that both his son and himself would die by that creature’s hand.

Then.

Kadeudeudeuk-!

“…?”

Barad made a puzzled expression.

The spear flying toward him began to freeze.

The speed of the approaching spear slowed down.

And the boiling flames on the spear froze in that exact form.

Barad’s thoughts stopped for a moment.

Ifrit felt the same way.

What had they just witnessed?

Then.

“……Your Majesty!”

A familiar voice. It was Deputy Commander Bella’s voice.

Then came the sound of the surroundings rapidly freezing.

Crackle-crack-crack—

Raging waves.

Wave-like ice torrents starting from the entrance instantly froze everything.

Steam rose from the lava that had reached Barad’s feet.

And it cooled and froze solid.

Hundreds of raging ice fragments took control of Ifrit’s entire tomb.

‘……It’s a sword.’

This was Blacksmith Hyeon’s sword.

However, Barad smiled wryly.

He knew that sword would also melt due to Ifrit’s characteristics.

At that moment.

“Your Majesty!”

This time Blacksmith Hyeon’s voice was heard. Along with that sound, Barad instinctively raised his arm.

Without looking back, he grasped the grip of the flying sword with just his senses.

Clang—!

At that moment.

 

[Legend meets legend.]

[All sword effects are enhanced by 5%.]

[Fire resistance is 343%.]

 

“……?”

The flames of Ifrit that had covered Barad’s entire body were extinguished by the cold energy flowing from him.

It wasn’t hot.

Neither the sweltering air he had felt around him.

Nor the drops of lava falling from the stalactites.

And Ifrit felt unease about that sword.

Ifrit concentrated to melt that sword with his characteristics.

Roar-roar-roar-roar—

Black flames covered the sword Barad held. But…….

“You won’t be able to melt that.”

The man who suddenly appeared smiled confidently.

Ifrit frowned.

That couldn’t be.

His power could melt even things called Unique.

But…….

The sword didn’t melt. Instead, it made crackling sounds as it froze the black flames and made them fall to the ground.

Whooom—

Barad’s breathing became heavy.

He wore an expression of incomprehension.

‘What kind of power does this sword possess……?’

He checked the sword.

 

(Hyeon’s Sixth Custom Crafting Sword)

Grade: Legend

Durability: 6,000/6,000

Attack Power: 517

Restriction: 300~450, Sword Saint or higher

Special Abilities:

·Fire resistance 343%

·Ice attribute attack power increased by 194%.

·Against fire attribute monsters, ice attribute attack power increased by 397%.

·Active Skill Frost Flower.

Description: Hyeon’s sixth custom crafting sword made for King Barad and Hyeon’s first legendary creation.

 

“…….”

Barad’s breath nearly stopped.

Legend.

A sword that had reached the highest realm.

This sword instilled confidence. Barad squeezed out his last strength.

And began running with that sword.

 

 

 

Bella, who had arrived with Hyeon-su, saw His Majesty advancing toward Ifrit.

Each time he ran, the surrounding space rapidly froze.

Ifrit, with a bewildered expression, let his hot flames run wild.

Those flames melted the ice attribute power raging toward him.

Ifrit used telekinesis to retrieve the spear he had thrown at the approaching Barad.

The retrieved spear aimed at Barad from behind his back.

Then Barad’s body bent sharply backward, dodging the spear and sliding forward.

That spear.

Pierrrrrce—

Instead pierced Ifrit’s chest.

Ifrit, trying to pull out the spear with both hands, was bewildered.

Barad was glaring at him with sharp eyes and black pupils.

However, Ifrit smiled.

Unlike him, he had already recovered as much as he could.

He wouldn’t die from a few strikes of his sword.

Therefore, he was confident of victory…….

At that moment, Barad’s sword cut him down.

“Frost Flower.”

With that murmur, Ifrit discovered snow crystals gently falling before his eyes.

Thousands of snow crystals were blooming like flowers from where he had been cut.

The areas touched by the crystals rapidly cooled.

Crackle-crackle-crackle-crackle—

Starting from the cut area, it gradually spread throughout Ifrit’s body.

Finally, as even his face began to freeze, Ifrit looked at Barad with trembling eyes.

Crumble, crack, crumble—

Ifrit’s body collapsed. And the collapsed parts rapidly melted and seeped into the ground.

Swoooooosh—

Thus, Ifrit, who had begun melting away, met his death.

Along with that, Barad collapsed.

Bella was elated. His Majesty had finally achieved his long-cherished wish.

She tried to run to him with all her might.

But scorching flames erupted around the dead Ifrit.

Whoooosh—

The flames blazed so fiercely that Bella couldn’t even approach.

Some Named Monsters try to take companions with them until their final moment.

The fire demon spread around His Majesty who had fallen to his knees.

Bella, unable to approach, cried out.

“…Your Majesty, come out!”

However, the king did not move.

He gripped the necklace with both hands and gazed into mid-air with a humble expression.

Bella finally realized.

The king had lost his reason to live.

Having lost his wife and son, he who had been living with new purpose now sought to finally find peace.

“Your Majesty, Your Majestyyy!”

She wanted to run to him.

But Bella couldn’t move due to the fire demon trying to melt her body.

The sight of the king looking up at the ceiling to find peace was captured in her eyes.

Bella fell into confusion for a moment. Saving the king was right, but did His Majesty truly want that?

Of course, these were flames she couldn’t approach, but Bella, who understood the king’s heart, couldn’t reach an answer.

Then.

The Outsider Hyeon-su walked forward step by step.

The Outsider Hyeon-su was far too weak.

Weak enough to be annihilated by even briefly touching those flames.

But ore shot up directly above him as he walked.

The ore that rose as a hologram melted and went through the processes of smelting, refining, forging, and polishing.

Blue armor was draped over his body.

Clank—

Whoooosh—

The cold air spreading from the armor protected him.

Crackle—

Hyeon-su walked through the flames. Bella’s eyes wavered.

He must know too.

That the time he could endure wasn’t much.

Because he was weak.

Yet he conversed with the king.

He shouted something and the king grabbed his collar and shouted back.

Then, the king hung his head and wept at his few words.

And slowly, very slowly, Hyeon-su’s hand comforted the king.

‘He’s consoling the king…’

Yes, the Outsider Hyeon-su was consoling the king.

Patting his shoulder.

Offering him a few warm words.

What they were saying couldn’t be heard.

And soon the king rose to his feet, and the Outsider named Hyeon-su slowly crumbled into ash and scattered.

The king, who had been watching him briefly, took one step, then two steps, pushing through the fire demon and emerged.

An inexplicably relieved expression.

The king looking back at where Hyeon-su had been.

And then he slowly collapsed.

“Your Majesty!”

Bella desperately carried him and escaped that tomb.

The carriage carried the king as it raced, and the finest priests and best healing medicines tended to the king.

And after several days, when His Majesty opened his eyes, he gazed into the distant mid-air and spoke his first words.

“I miss him.”

“…”

These were words she heard often.

He had always said those words. That he missed the prince.

But soon the king smiled brightly and said.

“Hyeon-su. I miss that child so very much.”

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