I Became an SSS-Grade Time-Transcending Almighty Blacksmith - Chapter 119

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Episode 119
Episode 119
The Blacksmith’s Summoning Platform.
It was the mechanism through which I summoned assistants to handle hunting, mining, logging, and other tasks in my stead.
The hammer was excellent, certainly.
But in truth, among all the elements of my Blacksmith Shop, this was the one that stood out most to me.
Yet I couldn’t simply raise the level recklessly and summon assistants indiscriminately.
And for good reason.
‘The higher the Summoning Platform’s level, the exponentially greater the summoning difficulty becomes.’
The summoning process was never easy.
Even I, who could produce S to SS-Grade equipment without much effort ordinarily, found it taxing.
That’s why, until now, I’d had to make thorough preparations before using the Summoning Platform.
But now.
‘I think I can manage it.’
I’d raised the level of the Blacksmith’s Hammer.
My level had surpassed forty.
Three of the pieces I was currently wearing were Special Items with Special Abilities attached.
Recalling the difficulty of my last summoning.
I honestly felt I could pull it off now.
And so.
[ Would you like to raise the level of ‘Blacksmith’s Summoning Platform Lv 5’? ]
[ Y / N ]
I decided to raise the Summoning Platform’s level next, after the hammer.
I nodded.
A large quantity of Mana Stone dust I’d prepared beforehand turned to powder and vanished.
The moment all the dust of the Mana Stones was absorbed into the Summoning Platform.
[ The Blacksmith’s Summoning Platform has become Lv 6. ]
[ You can now summon an additional assistant. ]
The Summoning Platform’s level had risen.
But that wasn’t the important part.
The important part came next.
[ Constructing a Summoning Circle to call forth a ‘Blacksmith’s Assistant’. ]
[ The Grade of the assistant summoned will be determined by the Evaluation Grade. ]
The real summoning work was beginning.
Whoosh!
A Summoning Circle unfurled above the platform.
First, its area had grown tremendously larger.
It wasn’t just the area that had expanded.
The Summoning Circle was stacked in multiple layers, making the thickness feel immense.
The difficulty had clearly increased.
But my task remained the same.
Clang!
I swung the hammer.
That was all.
‘I wonder who’ll be summoned this time?’
The first had been Serin.
Next was Toran.
Then in order came Grom, Noum, and Drake.
They were all capable assistants, and they’d been of great help to me.
However.
‘All the positions are already filled.’
My current assistants were each managing their own domains.
Serin oversaw the Hunting Ground.
Toran managed the Mine.
Grom watched over the forest.
Noum worked alongside me in the Blacksmith Shop.
Drake had taken charge of the newly opened Sea.
So there were no remaining positions.
What kind of assistant would emerge?
‘The Warehouse? The Assistant Waiting Room?’
Should some warehouse keeper come out and organize the storage?
No, the system handles all of that anyway, so there’s no need.
The Assistant Waiting Room doesn’t require staff either.
Or maybe the existing zones will spawn additional personnel?
That wouldn’t be bad at all.
Setting aside the Sea for now.
The Hunting Ground has already expanded to four zones, and it’s become impossible for Serin to handle it all alone.
Still, materials are already overflowing in abundance, so that’s good enough.
Bang!
Or maybe an entirely new type of assistant will emerge?
I can’t say for certain.
What is clear,
is that each time I swing the hammer and strike a point,
‘Grass scent?’
a fresh, natural fragrance wafts through.
Fire has surged, electricity has crackled, ice has scattered before,
but feeling grass scent instead of a threat—
at first I wondered what was happening.
Bang!
But thanks to it, my concentration feels sharper.
The Summoning Circle itself has considerable difficulty, but there’s a sense that my focus is maintained better.
My concentration actually rises from the impact of striking the points.
This is the first time I’ve experienced anything like this.
Well, what does it matter?
I’m only delighted by it.
Growing more excited because of it,
Bang!
I swung the hammer.
With eager anticipation to see what kind of assistant would emerge this time.
I swing the hammer while savoring the fragrant grass scent.
How many points had I destroyed?
The color of the Summoning Circle was growing steadily darker in green,
when a new phenomenon began to unfold.
“Chirp, flowers!”
“Noum likes flowers!”
“What flowers?”
“Seeds that scattered like sparks from the points—they seem to have bloomed when they fell.”
Just as Serin said,
seeds that shot out from the points like sparks scattered in all directions,
and various kinds of flowers bloomed throughout the Assistant Waiting Room, with floral fragrance replacing the grass scent.
First grass scent, now floral fragrance.
It’s pleasant enough,
but who exactly is being summoned to cause such phenomena?
‘What, is some plant creature about to emerge?’
……That’s no joke.
Looking at my current assistants alone, Serin is the only human.
Toran is a Dwarf,
Grom is an Orc,
Noum is a Noum, and Drake is a Lizardman.
At this point, a plant creature emerging would be nothing strange.
The mention of a plant creature brings to mind that living tree-form alien from a hero movie I saw before.
Well, that might be rather charming in its own way.
So would they manage the forest together with Grom?
While I was thinking that,
Bang!
As the final point shattered,
[ Summoning complete. ]
[ Evaluation Grade: S ]
The summoning was finished.
The difficulty was considerable, but perhaps my concentration rose thanks to the grass scent and floral fragrance?
Even though I’d attempted the summoning at a somewhat ambiguous level, I managed to receive an S-Grade evaluation without too much difficulty.
What materialized was this:
[ S-Grade Assistant ‘One Who Touched the Philosopher’s Stone’ has been summoned. ]
“Ah, ah, hello!”
“……An elf?”
She was an elf.
She hadn’t introduced herself as one, but her appearance made it unmistakable.
Pointed ears, pale and flawless skin.
Gleaming golden hair, and so on.
Her appearance was the very archetype of an elf from the fantasy manga I’d seen.
And indeed it was.
“I’m El! Yes, I’m an elf! And, um. I’m an alchemist! Please take care of me…….”
She really was an elf.
Moreover, an alchemist.
Which made sense—her epithet alone, ‘One Who Touched the Philosopher’s Stone,’ told you as much.
“The Philosopher’s Stone…….”
Ordinarily, the Philosopher’s Stone referred to a stone that could transmute lead into gold.
It was known as the ultimate goal of every alchemist.
Though in modern fantasy novels, it was more commonly depicted not as a stone for making gold, but as a ‘universal stone’ encompassing immortality and panaceas and such.
The moment I mentioned the Philosopher’s Stone,
“Th-that was unavoidable! If you condense the core of the World Tree, you can obtain the vast amount of energy necessary for the Philosopher’s Stone…….”
“What?”
“The World Tree did wither because of it. But it’s not like it died! It was unavoidable to make the Philosopher’s Stone! It could recover in just a thousand years! Though its Intelligence would weaken considerably…….”
“…….”
El rattled off her excuses in a panic.
But wait—I’d just heard something enormous.
In the fantasy worldview I knew, the World Tree was essentially the deity of the elves.
So she’d tried to melt the core of such a being to craft the Philosopher’s Stone?
Hearing that story,
“Gahahaha! What passion! Yes, for the sake of a goal, you’ve got to go that far!”
Toran’s tale came to mind.
Toran too, in pursuit of the finest ore, had mined Lumina’s sacred mountain.
Or rather, he’d apparently collapsed that sacred mountain in the process, or so he’d said.
It was a story that could only elicit a sigh.
“Nice to have you, El.”
I wasn’t going to hold it against her.
In any case, that was how I gained a new assistant named El.
“P-please take care of me! Um, what should I call you?”
“Just call me whatever feels comfortable.”
“B-but still…….”
El then worried over what to call me.
It seemed no assistant until now had been concerned about this.
I glanced back at the other assistants who’d been watching us,
“Master suits you best, Master.”
“You’re an elf, so you’re not that young yourself, right? Just call me however’s easy. Our youngest here doesn’t mind that sort of thing.”
“Squeak, Master!”
“Master!”
“Master…….”
They each revealed what they called me.
On the whole, “Master” was the most common term.
“Um, Master sounds a bit…… too burdensome…….”
“Squeak, Master is Master!”
“What’s wrong with Master?!”
“Call me whatever…….”
So “Master” seemed awkward to her.
Then again, I hadn’t paid much attention to it until now.
But come to think of it, if Lee Seo-yun suddenly came up to me and called me “Master,” it would feel burdensome.
Even more so for the person saying it.
“Um, might I ask your name?”
“Oh, I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Jang Gang-cheol.”
“Jang Gang-cheol! Um, then I’ll call you that too! Gang-cheol!”
“If that’s more comfortable for you, go ahead.”
“Yes, yes!”
And so my name was settled.
Well, titles hardly mattered anyway.
What mattered was.
“So, what exactly does an alchemist do?”
Her role.
An alchemist.
The job title itself meant someone who made gold, so I wondered if she’d be working with Toran from now on?
Enhancing the ore he brought back, or transmuting it into gold.
Making gold was tempting, but honestly, since I was already crafting items more valuable than gold, there wasn’t much to celebrate about gold production.
And then.
“I, I’m confident in gathering!”
“Gathering?”
“Yes! And, and I’m good at making potions too! Oh, or I can extract and concentrate the power from materials!”
She seemed to have a wider range of skills than I’d expected.
Still, just hearing about it didn’t give me a clear picture.
I figured the best way was to see it firsthand.
“Would you be able to show me?”
“Of, of course! But I’d need materials for that…….”
“Then let’s go to the Warehouse. All the materials are stored there. Though I’m not sure if any will be useful since they’re mostly crafting components.”
I took her to the Warehouse.
After she’d spent a moment looking around, she said.
“Tr, Troll Blood. This should work!”
She picked up a vial of Troll Blood.
Trolls—monsters that had begun appearing in the Hunting Ground’s fourth sector.
Serin usually brought back their hides, though occasionally she’d bring back blood like this.
The blood was a material that granted the Regeneration ability when applied to equipment, mostly used in crafting armor.
With that material in hand, she.
“Th, technically there should be a dedicated workstation. But for Troll Blood, simple magical processing should…….”
“Magic?”
She began casting magic.
The Troll Blood in her hands rose into the air.
Flames appeared beneath it.
The Troll Blood began to bubble and boil from the heat.
“H, here I need to evaporate all the toxins remaining in the Troll Blood. That alone will greatly increase its potency! Adding reagents would be better, but since there are none, I’ll purify it through freezing and separate it with psychokinesis…….”
Various processes proceeded.
My description was rough, but it couldn’t be helped.
I knew absolutely nothing about alchemy.
And then, after a brief moment.
Without any additional materials, she completed the alchemy using only the pure Troll Blood.
“H, here it is…….”
What resulted was.
[ Troll Blood Potion ]
Form: Potion
Grade: A
Description: A vitality potion crafted by the alchemist Lee Seo-yun using only pure Troll Blood through superior alchemy.
“A potion……?”
A potion.
Just as I was called the world’s first and only blacksmith.
In an age where alchemists didn’t exist and all potions were obtained as drops from monsters.
Lee Seo-yun had succeeded in artificially creating a potion.

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