The Rise Of Calamity

Chapter 137 - The Legendary Blacksmith

{Go to the comments of the last chapter to see what the red-haired woman looks like}

Central Enchanted Forest - Hut

Within a large hut that looked like a winter resort in Norway rather than a hut in the middle of an enchanted forest, with just as many undiscovered creatures that can kill you as there are discovered creatures that can't. This is usually due to the fact that a very small amount of people can survive and encounter a creature of the forest, and the man in the hut was one of them.

Animals all around can be seen inching away from the hut, as if the thing inside it was more terrifying than it is tasty.

Within the hut, a rhythmic metal clanging sound can be heard, continuously clanging as if it had a melody of its own. For some, the clanging might seem annoying, but this rhythmic clanging was like music to the ears of the perpetrator and probably every blacksmith out there with enough experience and love for their jobs.

Within a room made out of both concrete and metal, the scenery was only lit by the lights of the burning furnace that made the metal in the room scorching hot, and the water makes bubbling sounds.

A single man, 4ft 5, could be seen lifting his arm up before smashing it down with a loud clang onto the metal beneath his hammer. The metal was scorching red/orange, yet it was extremely sturdy even though it was on the brink of becoming a molten liquid, a bit like magma.

*CLANG* *CLANG* *CLANG* *CLANG*

The man who constantly hammered down had short red-brown hair that was no more than an inch long. He wore a buzz-cut proudly, while his fiery red eyes glimmered every time he threw his hammer down at the metal, while his bronze tanned muscles flowed in synchronization with interlinking movements. They were bustling with power and strength, yet his arms were a bit lopsided, his right arm is larger than his left.

"Yeah... I mean, I do think one day I might have a better time, but I'm getting a little old you know?"

*CLANG*

"Yes, I know you will always love me no matter how old I am, and I will always appreciate that, but not everyone is the same babe"

*CLANG*

"Yes, yes... I know... No matter how long I live, you will always be the person I love most."

*CLANG*

"Come on babe, we talked about this! Don't compare yourself to her..."

*CLANG*

"BABE! You can't ask me that kind of question!"

*CLANG*

"I am not going to tell you who is hotter. It would bring up more problems"

*CLANG*

"NO! It's not because you are less hot, it's just that I don't like comparing.."

*CLANG*

"OKAY YES, SHE MIGHT BE A BIT HOTTER! But I have you now! That damned paladin might have taken her away, but I have you now!"

*CLANG*

"Oh what? You're not going to talk to me anymore? Hmph"

Right now, the man who was continually hammering down on a piece of metal was currently glancing at a sword he had created. He labeled it 'my best creation' even though, 'she' was his second-best creation. His best creation was given to the paladin, and it was a lance that was considered to a be Legendary Grade SSS weapon that is rumored to part the skies with a stab or destroy an army with a single swing.

*Ding* *Ding*

A loud and obnoxious sound reverberated throughout the room and echoed continuously within the ears of the old dwarf.

"YES YES! COMING!" He shouted while throwing the metal he was hammering into the water and labeling it 'Trash', just like the rest of his creations.

This man was an isolated person who would live dozens of years alone in a random hut, only going out to restock his metals and equipment which would usually last for 5 years... However, today, just like many times in his past, was a special day. A day where he was actually forced to get out of the house and do something other than hammer the crap out of a metal he would not even use.

*Duroop*

The crystal that had been making the sound and continuingly flashing made a weird noise before opening what seemed to be a hologram of a man with a plague mask.

"What do you want this time..." The blacksmith spoke in a solemn tone of voice while caressing his 'best creation lovingly.

"Kaif Chowder... You look worse than I saw you before... When was the last time you got out of the house or even showered?" The man on the other side sighed.

"Shut up bitch. My darling loves me this way, don't you" He kissed the flat side of the blade

"..."

"..."

"Anyway, I have an offer to make you. You and the rest of the unit, come back together and get ready to board on a mission" My man facepalmed

"Board?" Kaif asked with a raised brow

"Yes, perceptive as ever... It is for you to come to the middle of the sea. I think we found something."

"And that is?" Kaif quickly folded his arms and narrowed his eyes, not trying to hide the erection he had gained from caressing his 'Best Creation'

Even though the man on the other side was both flabbergasted at the boldness of the man and the size of the bulge, he did not say anything and kept professional.

"Well, it would be better if you look at it yourself. The best way to describe it is 'Huge sphere made out of blood' if that means anything" The man sighed again

"Hmm... I see then. I'll be in the capital within 3 days. I will need that long to satisfy my darling hehe" He laughed maniacally

"You do realize that she is not even conscious of what is happening? Even though it is just a blade, this is technically rap-"

"Shut up bitch... You know thing hehehehe" His face blushed up like a pervert while his laugh became more psychotic.

*30 Minutes later*

The same blacksmith could be seen making love to the weapon on a triple king-sized bed, continuously humping the small hole at the end of the hilt until; a loud yet disgusting and deep moan resounded in the room.

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