The Return of the Legendary Golden-Handed Blacksmith - Chapter 341
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Episode 341
341.
–Baxter has returned. Notification sent to Erlima, Team 7 leader. The Combat Mechanic and team members will handle Baxter.
–Handle it cleanly. No noise.
–Direct order from the Guild Master.
The user who received the order cracked his neck from side to side.
A massive frame.
Brilliant Plate Armor.
And eyes that had settled into a cold glint—a man who would be exactly what you’d imagine if you gave form to a hunter. Flashy, yes, but his presence was undeniable.
There was something dazzling about him, yet his aura dominated the space.
“Baxter’s back, huh? That’s rich. The timing is particularly nasty.”
This was Erlima, Team 7 leader of the Special Moons Guild and a Ranker.
He smiled at the order that had come down from the Guild Master.
Baxter had been the figure that Special Moons and Hamus cared most about as they swallowed Sakra.
He was the one who would have caused the most trouble, and killing Baxter alone would have made it absolutely impossible to occupy Sakra.
“We should have just killed him back then. But they said it’d become a headache, so we let him off the hook instead. Boring.”
Baxter was the linchpin.
If they’d executed him instead of exiling him, there would have been massive backlash, and there was a high chance that a powerful faction would have formed around his death.
If that had happened, Sakra would still be unconquered.
The real keystone was Hamus, so if the Resistance killed Hamus, Special Moons would have nothing left to work with.
That’s why they’d chosen exile.
They’d engineered an explosion to force the exile, and in the process, Hamus had casually sacrificed his own friend.
“I should’ve realized he was completely insane back then. But the bastard’s holed up now and won’t come out.”
Erlima clicked his tongue.
“Well, that’s not my concern anyway.”
What Erlima had to do now was straightforward.
Execute Baxter according to the orders that had come down.
“If the order’s to handle him, then I guess I can send him off nice and easy, right?”
Erlima gathered his team members and prepared for immediate deployment.
“Is this a mission?”
“This should be a real mission, finally. We’ve been doing nothing but odd jobs lately—no fun in it.”
“And we can’t even leave the city.”
At that, Erlima smiled.
“We’re heading to the Harbor Alleyway. Word is Baxter’s come back.”
“Baxter?”
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”
Everyone broke into laughter just like Erlima.
“Talk about perfect timing!”
“Looks like he came back to help us out.”
In Central City, Sakra, resistance had been ongoing.
Illegal protests and speeches had made the citizens uneasy, and those studying forbidden Magical Core Theory—knowledge forbidden to ordinary Mechanical Engineers—continued to grow in number.
They claimed that exiling Baxter had been a scheme orchestrated by Hamus and the foreign Guild, demanding that the Council President step down and that the Special Moons Guild leave Sakra.
And with the emergence of a group called the Anti-Council Resistance, Sakra remained in constant turmoil.
All of this stemmed from the fact that the hope named Baxter was still alive—the resistance continued precisely because of that.
They were planning that if Baxter returned, they would center their efforts on him and overturn Sakra once more.
This was because Baxter possessed the specialized Magical Core knowledge they lacked.
“If we erase that hope, there’ll be no more resistance. And once we’ve completely consumed Sakra, we can finally move beyond it, right?”
“It won’t be classified anymore at that point.”
The conquest of Sakra was currently classified.
Sakra was a city with considerable advantages.
If this became known, there was a high probability that other Guilds would arrive trying to steal or divide the profits, or that Rankers operating as mercenaries would show up.
If competitors arrived before stability was established, it would become extraordinarily difficult for Special Moons.
That’s why all Guild members were currently confined to Sakra.
Since there was neither a special dungeon nor a tower in Sakra, they spent their days either eliminating Resistance members or quietly purging the Council families.
It was tedious work.
“Right. Once we handle Baxter, the Resistance will disappear entirely. The Guild Master will probably clean up the situation from there. Then we can finally head back out.”
When he laughed, his team members laughed along.
“Activate the Mechanics.”
Vroom-!
The Combat Mechanics blazed red light from their eyes.
Beep- Beep- Beep-beep-beep-!
Then a message came through from the Surveillance Mechanic.
–Baxter spotted in Central City D-Zone.
“D-Zone? That’s closest to the Harbor Alleyway where those rats are hiding!”
It was quite a distance. Baxter seemed to have chosen that location thinking he wouldn’t be caught there.
“Let’s go!”
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Boom-! Boom-!
Baxter was deliberately circling through D-Zone.
This D-Zone was the lowest district in the vast Central City.
‘I have to do what Jin-woo told me to do.’
For now, only the Mechanics were chasing him.
But Jin-woo wanted the Special Moons Guild members to come along with the Mechanics.
So he kept circling through D-Zone.
Not heading to his destination, just looping continuously.
Crack-! Bang-!
The Mechanics’ attacks came close but never quite landed, and Baxter evaded easily thanks to his Mechanical Engineering Belt.
‘If I get hurt, everything ends.’
Then a heavy sound echoed.
Bang-! Crash-!
Not the sound the Mechanics made.
‘They’re here!’
“Baxter-!”
Foreigners. Well-equipped in quality gear, with Mechanical Engineering Equipment in hand.
The Special Moons Guild members had finally appeared.
“Finally showed up.”
The moment Baxter saw them, he smiled.
“Now we can really begin.”
Baxter turned sharply backward. No need to keep circling now.
‘Heading for the destination!’
“Catch him. Catch him and bring him before Erlima!”
The users chased after the rapidly fleeing Baxter like madmen.
Guild members riding the pilotable Combat Mechanics rushed forward, waving their weapons with glee.
“Gua-ha-ha-ha-!”
“Damn fool!”
“Can’t make heads or tails of this!”
“Why’d he even come back!”
As Baxter fled in a frenzy, wind swept in front of him.
Whoosh-.
No—it wasn’t wind.
This was artificially created.
Vroom-!
Sure enough, a massive user appeared.
Brilliant yellow Plate Armor. Twin Axes in both hands, and a helmet just as ornate as the armor, complete with feathers.
Vroom-!
The Twin Axes he held were spinning wildly.
Hiss-hiss-hiss-!
Powerful steam billowed from the axes.
“I, Erlima, have come to capture you!”
Baxter’s eyes widened at the sight of him.
He’d heard from Mate.
–If someone wielding Twin Axes comes, you must be extremely careful. That man has killed many of our comrades and imprisoned them in the underground dungeons.
“So you’re the one.”
Baxter ground his teeth.
Seeing the very person responsible for the atrocities committed against his fellow Mechanical Engineers while he was gone, rage boiled up inside him.
And thinking that these people had orchestrated all of it, his entire body tensed with fury.
Had he really been so foolish as to be deceived by such scum and meekly accept exile?
Crunch-!
His teeth ground together involuntarily, but he forced himself to maintain composure within the anger.
Right now, his role was to be the bait.
Besides, even if he fought now, he had no idea how many of these people he could actually face.
All he had was the Butler Robot and the belt.
Spark-!
Despite the mockery of the Special Moons Guild members, Baxter calmly adjusted his course.
“Heh-heh-heh.”
“That’s right. Run.”
“But this time will be different.”
Whine-! Whine-!
Beep-!
An enhanced Mechanic blocked Baxter’s path. But Baxter smiled. He’d already pushed the belt’s output to maximum.
Spark-spark-spark-!
“Who do you think built these things?”
Whoosh-!
In an instant, Baxter charged toward their legs and slipped right through, curving back behind them.
Boom-boom-boom-!
The Combat Mechanics attacked too late—Baxter was already gone.
“Stupid Mechanics.”
“Good output, but no judgment.”
“Well, this was made by that bastard anyway. He’d know how they work.”
The Guild members clicked their tongues.
“Now let’s try to actually catch him. Everyone.”
“Yes, sir!”
“Understood!”
Once they coordinated their movements, Baxter’s escape routes were cut off instantly.
“…!”
It didn’t take long before he was caught.
Guild members stood before and behind him, with the remaining escape routes blocked by Combat Mechanics.
“Should’ve come back faster if you were going to come at all.”
“The situation’s already settled.”
“We’re grateful for what you left behind. Came in handy.”
The Special Moons Guild members spoke with laughter.
Baxter tried to break through once more.
But then—
Vroom-!
The Twin Axes came down, shattering the ground.
“Where are you going?”
Erlima blocked his path with a grin. He could’ve landed the hit, but deliberately missed.
“It’s all over. Baxter. I’ll kill you and end this.”
His superiors would certainly view this favorably. Erlima hadn’t even imagined it would be this easy to catch Baxter!
Thud-. Thud-.
Erlima stamped the ground heavily.
“Yes. It’s all over.”
Baxter smiled.
“Given up?”
“Given up? What are you talking about?”
Baxter rolled his feet a couple of times.
“I’ve already achieved my goal.”
And at that very moment, Bang-! The exit behind them sealed shut.
Erlima spun around urgently.
There was a Mechanic there.
Not a Special Moons Combat Mechanic.
Pitch black.
So dark that even on a moonless night you wouldn’t be able to see it clearly.
Hiss-hiss-hiss-.
And from the Mechanic emanated an Aura—black, something that should never come from a Mechanic.
“You made an excellent bait.”
A voice came.
“Thanks to you, I was able to bring him quietly.”
Whoosh-.
And this time, a Mechanic appeared on the opposite side.
“I knew it. No way you just came back, Baxter. There’s no way!”
Erlima smiled as he looked at him.
“Who’s the fool helping Baxter?”
At Erlima’s words, Jin-woo smiled.
“A Blacksmith.”
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