MMORPG: Rise of the Primordial Godsmith

Chapter 974: Under A Week



Chapter 974: Under A Week

Chapter 974: Under A Week

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"You've become stronger again."

After giving Julian a heads-up that he was heading to the Blacksmith Guild to fulfill another quota, the young man did not take long to arrive at the place, immediately heading straight to the man's workshop after that.

"What have you been doing for the past couple days you were gone for you to grow so much?" asked Julian, placing his hammer to the side for the meantime as he looked at Valyr from head to toe.

"It's like a different person is standing in front of me every few days."

"I made a short trip to the Spearman Guild," said Valyr in response after letting out a bit of laughter. "I met up with Elder Noel."

"Noel, huh..." Surprisingly, the mention of the old man was more than enough for Julian to understand what was going on, faintly nodding after becoming silent for a minute. "Well, if it involves him, then I guess it shouldn't be surprising."

"Anyways, you're here to accept another quota?" As Julian asked Valyr this question, the latter replied with a faint nod, slightly smiling as Julian brought up his screen.

"You could double the number of weapons I need to make if you want," said Valyr while the man was interacting with his screen, causing the latter to briefly pause what he was doing as he looked back at the young man.

"Are you sure?" Julian asked Valyr, his eyebrow raised in both curiosity and slight doubt. "I know you're able to forge 50 weapons in just a few days, but forgoing sleep for double that time is..."

"It's fine," assured Valyr, giving the middle-aged man a slight chuckle. "I'm confident enough that I'd be able to forge that many weapons without sleep."

"If you really feel bad for me, then you could just extend the deadline to what it was before. 10 days, if I remember correctly?"

With Valyr giving off the feeling that he was not going to take no for an answer, Julian inwardly let out a sigh as he adjusted the quest he was about to give to what Valyr had in mind, prompting a notification to resound in the latter's mind sometime later.

Viewing the quest he'd received from Julian, Valyr smiled in satisfaction after seeing that the man had indeed increased his quota to a total of 100 weapons.

Focusing his attention on the quest's deadline, the young man felt his heart warm up after seeing it be set to 2 weeks, even though he told the man that 10 days was more than enough time for him to finish.

Though, what truly caught his attention was the fact that Julian had increased the rewards of the quest even further, giving him an additional 10,000 Technology Points and merit points for every 50 weapons he made through the quest.

'In total, I'd get 100,000 points of each once I finish this quest,' inwardly muttered Valyr to himself, wondering to himself once more whether or not such a reward could be considered too much.

But, as the man that set the quest himself had said nothing about it, Valyr decided to push such thoughts aside, thanking Julian for acquiescing to his request as he decided to bring up the various questions he had in mind with him.

"Any update on the meeting with the directors?" Closing the screen he'd briefly brought up, Valyr shifted his gaze towards Julian as he voiced out the thoughts in his mind.

"None as of yet." Julian shook his head in response. "Every director is busy forging equipment for the war at the moment, especially now that the east defensive line is close to breaching through the orcs."

"However, we did agree that we'd meet up in a few days to talk about the types of weapons we'd need to focus on for the war efforts," he continued, looking back at the young man. "I'd be able to bring you by then."

Nodding in response to the answer the man gave him, Valyr then shifted the topic of their conversation to the other thought he had as Julian decided to resume his forging. "Do all of the weapons used in the war really need to be forged by the Blacksmith Guild?"

"Or are we just lacking enough weapons to supply those at the frontlines?"

"The latter," replied Julian, briefly giving Valyr a slightly bitter smile before returning his attention to what he was forging. "Even though all of the Blacksmith Guild branches are trying our best to equip every person out in the frontlines with equipment, we still end up coming short."

"It's not that the branches are ill-equipped or lacking in manpower, it's just that more people are enlisting themselves to the frontlines than expected," continued the man as he let out a low sigh.

"Of course, that's a good thing, but it's becoming more and more difficult to keep up with the demand sometimes."

"I see." Listening to Julian's words, Valyr went silent for a bit before deciding to hint to Julian the cache of weapons that were still in the inheritance. "So, does that mean you'd accept weapons not forged from the Blacksmith Guild?"

"If it's only one or two, or if one does it to shirk away from the responsibility of completing the quota, then probably not." Julian thought over the question for a bit before eventually

nodding.

"But if it's more than enough to help out in the war efforts, then I don't see why not." "Alright." Though Valyr still had another topic in mind he had to ask Julian, the young man felt that he'd already taken more than enough of Julian's time.

With that, Valyr eventually left the man's workshop, telling the man before leaving that he had something to say to him once he was done with the quota.

After that, he made his way to the workshop he'd occupied for all of his forging sessions, taking in a deep breath to prepare himself for the monotonous task he was about to embark

on.

Taking out the Hammer of Beginnings from his spatial bracelet, Valyr soon got to work, making use of all the skills in his arsenal to go through the increased weapon quota he'd intentionally given himself.

Surprisingly, the amount of time it took Valyr to complete that quota...

Was just under six days.


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