The Return of the Legendary Golden-Handed Blacksmith - Chapter 258

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Chapter 258
258.
The Little Spirit began a rather lengthy tale.
“One day, a demon came to Spirit City.”
The demon’s identity was Basago, the lord of the tower Jin-woo had conquered before.
A great demon and master of the Mirage Fog Tower, Basago immediately began wreaking havoc the moment he arrived in Spirit City.
“He started killing our kind, and then he built these…” the Little Spirit said, its voice trembling.
Jin-woo saw towers standing tall where the Little Spirit pointed.
‘More than one?’
There were multiple towers, not just one.
“Nordin suddenly vanished…”
During that chaos, Nordin was captured by Basago and imprisoned in the Mirage Fog Tower.
“The demons began to ravage our lands…”
The Little Spirit’s voice wavered again, tears welling up.
‘Being so young, it seems the Little Spirit only knows this much.’
Jin-woo gazed at the towers standing in the distance.
They were different from ordinary towers.
“Were there many demons?”
The Little Spirit nodded at Jin-woo’s question.
“An enormous demon army. The Spirit Kings guarding each region were incredibly strong, but… they couldn’t overcome them in the end.”
‘Then…’
Certainty crystallized within him.
It wasn’t one tower split into three.
‘They’re simply three separate towers.’
Three towers meant three times as many monsters spawning from them.
Moreover.
‘Three tower bosses as well.’
The mere thought of it filled him with considerable joy.
The Little Spirit watched Jin-woo’s expression.
As his expression hardened slightly, the Little Spirit nodded quickly.
“It’s natural to worry, benefactor. They’re extremely powerful foes… very powerful indeed. Those demons can even combine their strength.”
Jin-woo looked at the Little Spirit.
‘Did my expression harden?’
He was managing his expression.
Elementia’s current state was dire. But he couldn’t very well laugh here and celebrate that there were three towers, could he? That would be madness.
‘That would be insane.’
Of course, Jin-woo was mad in his own way, but if he showed it before this little spirit, it would terrify the creature.
‘Three highest-tier souls.’
And triple the highest-grade materials as well.
Jin-woo smiled naturally.
“I have nothing to worry about, little one. I don’t run from strong enemies, so tell me more.”
“Thank you so much!”
Hope bloomed in the Little Spirit’s sorrowful eyes. It began explaining eagerly.
“The three great demons from those towers began occupying different regions of Elementia.”
Elementia was divided into four regions—east, west, south, and north—each with its own king.
“After Spirit King Nordin went missing at the demons’ hands, the kings ruling each region fought back against the demons. But…”
Something strange happened during their resistance.
“The kings of each region suddenly began attacking their own kind.”
The Little Spirit’s eyes glistened with tears.
“As if enchanted, they betrayed us. All the Spirit Kings except those in the South Region were defeated. I don’t know if they’re dead or alive, but now only the South Region remains.”
“This is the South Region?”
“Yes.”
The place where Jin-woo now stood was indeed the South Region.
“Spirit King Nordin fled here with our surviving kin.”
This place was ashes.
‘Then why…’
“So why are you here?”
“My… sibling.”
The Little Spirit raised a finger.
Pointing toward a place where thunder rumbled and countless flames erupted, it spoke.
“Is still there.”
Ding!
-You have received a Side Quest!
Jin-woo checked the Side Quest.
‘This isn’t an update to the Spirit Race savior quest.’
This was a separate quest, unrelated to the main objective.
In other words, this quest was optional—do it or don’t.
-Help the Little Spirit!
-Difficulty: SSR+
The quest to help the Little Spirit carried considerable difficulty.
SSR+.
To rescue the Little Spirit’s sibling, he’d likely need to push through the very heart of the battle raging over there.
‘High difficulty.’
The reward, by contrast, was simple.
-Reward: [Little Spirit’s Gratitude]
‘It’s not a mandatory quest.’
What mattered now was finding Nordin and stopping this war.
Boom! Boom!
The distant sounds told him the war was solidifying into a demon victory.
So ignoring this quest in favor of the main objective made sense.
Especially when the reward was merely gratitude.
Jin-woo looked at the Little Spirit.
“Little one.”
Jin-woo spoke.
“Guide me.”
Just gratitude.
But hadn’t he come all this way and crafted equipment precisely for such gratitude?
Jin-woo understood.
He knew the desire to protect one’s sibling better than anyone.
So he couldn’t simply walk away.
And besides.
“Have you ever wielded a weapon?”
He’d never crafted equipment for a small spirit before, so his justification was sound enough.
* * *
“Hide in here. No matter who comes, don’t come out. Do you understand?”
“Mother, can’t I come with you?”
The Elder Spirit was tucking the Tiny Spirit into a wardrobe.
Boom! Boom!
-Screeeeeeeech!
-Why is this happening…!
-Monsters… there are monsters!
Screams echoed everywhere.
As if to drown them out, the Elder Spirit covered the Tiny Spirit’s ears.
“I’m sorry, my child. Mother will be right back. Stay right here.”
Then she shut the wardrobe door. Soon, the sound of running footsteps was heard.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
-Shriek!
The monster’s cry echoed simultaneously.
The Tiny Spirit’s body trembled.
Another scream rang out.
Could it be that Mother, who just left, fell to the monsters?
No. Mother is an Elder Spirit, a strong spirit.
What of Elder Brother? He had gone to study in another region.
If they disappeared, Brother would be shocked when he found no one home.
He wouldn’t be able to find them if there was nowhere to return to.
Crack!
Just then, the door outside opened.
Step… step… step.
Footsteps.
The Tiny Spirit held its breath.
Instinct whispered: the thing outside was neither Mother nor Elder Brother.
Gurgle…
Slowly, with a monster’s cry.
Creeeeak…
“Found… you…”
The Tiny Spirit saw green eyes gleaming through the crack of the open door.
A monster.
A corrupted Red Goblin.
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
“Good smell. Sweet smell.”
The Red Goblin raised the Steel Sword it held high in its hand.
Shriek!
Just as the blade was about to run through the Tiny Spirit.
“Found you too.”
A colossal blade cleaved the Red Goblin clean in two from behind.
“Huff… huff… Mint!”
“Big brother!”
The Little Spirit was holding a sword. It was far larger than itself, yet the Little Spirit wielded it with surprising ease.
“Good. Just because you’re small doesn’t mean you need a small sword. You simply reduce the weapon’s weight.”
Behind them, Jin-woo watched the Little Spirits’ reunion with satisfaction.
After receiving the Little Spirit’s quest.
Jin-woo had immediately gone where it indicated.
‘I made it intentionally larger than usual.’
Of course, it was still far smaller than a typical sword.
Since he had to adjust everything for the Little Spirit, Jin-woo was able to experience something truly fun.
‘It was an enjoyable process.’
Jin-woo’s Crafting was fundamentally custom work.
He would imagine who would use the equipment and craft it to match that imagined user.
‘I’ve never made equipment for a spirit this small before.’
There was so much to think about.
Balancing the equipment had been particularly challenging.
‘Good Attributes. Good attack power. Such things mean nothing.’
What mattered was whether it could be used well.
Going down to such fundamentals meant Jin-woo became even more absorbed, and it became an opportunity to revisit the techniques he already possessed.
‘It’s fun.’
Jin-woo grew curious.
If crafting equipment for a Little Spirit was this enjoyable, how much more fun would it be to craft for spirits of different sizes and strengths?
As Jin-woo savored this joy.
The Little Spirit’s sibling, the Tiny Spirit, cried out loudly searching for Mother.
“Mother…! She left me alone! The monsters… they’re so dangerous…”
“Don’t worry. We’ll find Mother right away.”
The Little Spirit spoke with newfound maturity.
‘As expected.’
Jin-woo nodded watching the Little Spirit.
‘When you have a sibling to protect, you can’t help but grow up.’
“From now on, this place…”
Jin-woo stepped outside.
“I’ll make it my sanctuary. You don’t need to worry.”
The two Little Spirits stood behind Jin-woo.
“You don’t even need to close your eyes. Open them wide and watch well.”
Jin-woo snapped his fingers.
Click!
His Familiars began to be Summoned.
And standing at the forefront was Speed, the newly created Familiar.
First and Pur eyed the new Familiar with curiosity. In the last battle, they had been unable to protect their master further and had their Summoning cancelled.
Because of this, they bore a sense of debt toward him.
“Thank… you.”
“Thanks to you, our master was spared from danger.”
“No, seniors!”
Speed moved quickly and naturally positioned itself behind First and Pur.
“I couldn’t presume to stand before you!”
“No. If our master placed you in front, there must be a reason.”
“Your character is on a different level than mere bones.”
“You’ve become quite the schemer, haven’t you?”
“Thank you for the kind assessment!”
“…”
Bon watched the scene with clear displeasure, his tail swishing back and forth.
Yet he couldn’t deny Speed’s accomplishments.
“I’m much obliged.”
“Hmm! Introducing yourself first—you’re a proper skeleton indeed!”
When Speed approached Bon to pay its respects, he finally seemed satisfied, wagging his tail enthusiastically.
“Anytime you need a ride, I’ll carry you!”
“Yes, thank you.”
Speed greeted the Familiars it was meeting for the first time.
“I look forward to working with you all.”
“Yes. Just give me a signal and I’ll provide support. Don’t worry about the rear.”
After greeting Moltus and the remaining Familiars, Speed took the lead once more.
“First, we reclaim the entire South Region completely.”
Jin-woo gestured.
“Let’s go.”

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