The uncle in front of him began to tell his own story.

He is a hybrid born of a combination of humans and dwarves, and has the divine blood of Hephaestus flowing through his body.

But because they are mixed-race, they are isolated and bullied by the clansmen, and of course, they also think that the uncle can't forge anything good.

But fortunately, his parents were always proud of him, until his parents died due to the oppression of the clan, and the uncle left the tribe.

The desperate uncle used the money left by his parents to open a forge shop in [Genesis Town], but the business was not very good.

Uncle also lived by repairing farm tools and utensils for others, until I appeared in front of him with [Orehagang].

"I don't care, but can you guarantee the quality of the weapon?"

He said to the uncle with an expressionless face, and the uncle patted his muscular chest to reassure.

"Don't worry, if the quality is below the artifact level, I will make amends with my life!"

"Artifact quality?! Uncle, can you talk about the quality classification of weapons? ”

After my uncle's explanation, I understood that the weapons in this world are of the same quality as in the game, the highest level is the artifact level, and then the rare and ordinary levels.

Forging an artifact requires three conditions, [Orehagang] representing the main body, a drop of blood representing the soul, and a forge with a strength level of S.

Hearing this, I realized that the strength level of the uncle in front of me had reached S, and looking at his exaggerated muscles, I felt that I could believe it.

But then, the second requirement of forging made me feel suspicious.

"Why do you need a drop of blood to forge a weapon? Do you use it to confess? ”

"This is one thing, when you add your blood, this piece of [Orehagang] will resonate with you, but there is another ......."

Uncle explained that [Orehagang] is an ore that can absorb the natural elements of space, and because of this, it is also harder and more mysterious than other ores.

When forging [Orehagang], if a drop of its own blood is added, it will absorb and fuse this blood, thus creating a connection with the soul of its own owner, and gain extraordinary abilities.

"To put it simply, how strong your attribute level is, how strong [Olihagang] will be after forging!"

After understanding, I handed [Olihagang] to the uncle, who was moved to tears and said that he would come to pick up the goods in a month.

After dripping a drop of my own blood on [Orehagang], I stayed at my uncle's house for the time being, waiting for tomorrow, and I didn't actually have much money to go out to stay.

Under the light of the morning sun, I came to the registration office of the [Twelve Titan Academy], and until now I don't know why there is such a thing as an academy.

"The night of um village, the age is compliant, the school certificate is compliant, and the village chief proves that it is compliant."

Looking at the lazy student in front of me, waiting for him to complete the formalities, I took the certificate to the academy to participate in the ability test.

"Hey, hey, why are there filthy civilians here?"

Here, whether in the novel or in the game, as long as the protagonist enters the academy, there will inevitably be a rich second generation who looks down on people, and then begins to find trouble with the protagonist.

If my open-minded attributes are exposed at this time, he will even more trouble me, to be honest, I want to be safe.

So, I chose to hide and stay away from him. Then I started thinking about how to hide my attribute values.

"I'll help you."

Suddenly, a girl's voice appeared in my brain, the same voice that I had used to fight the giant goblin again.

"Gaia? ATTRIBUTE！ ”

Open the attribute value and take a look, sure enough, your own attribute has been changed.

[Attack: B Defense: F Mana: B Stamina: F Luck: B]

The current attribute value can be said to be higher than that of ordinary people, which is above average.

After passing the test of ability value, the person dressed as the teacher asked me whether I chose swordsmanship or alchemy. After thinking about it, I decided to choose swordsmanship.

Because no matter how good his [Night Ten Style] is, it is not a swordsmanship, even if he fuses it himself, but a popsicle is a popsicle, and it will not turn into ice cream.

After getting the assigned clothes and the student's certificate, I went to the dormitory to drop off my luggage.

As I walked, I looked around, and under the lush trees and the singing of the birds, I was gloriously lost.

"Why don't you set up a must-have like a map?!"

I complained and wanted to ask someone, and recently I felt as if my feelings were slowly recovering, and although I don't know why, at least it was a good start.

"This student, may I ask what you want to do when you wander around the girls' dormitory?"

I looked back and saw a girl about my own age standing behind me, with blue eyes and skin as white as snow.

He has long peach-colored gorgeous hair and a delicate appearance. At this time, she was on guard against the suspicious me in front of her.

"Uh..... Hello, I'm lost. ”

Time seemed to stop, and the two just looked at each other, frozen for a while.

The girl also seemed to grasp the situation and spoke.

"The boys' dormitory is next to it, and you're going in the opposite direction."

"Okay, thank you, goodbye."

With a blank face, he walked towards the boys' dormitory, but was still blocked by a long sword.

"Well, isn't the misunderstanding resolved?"

I pinched the other's sword with two fingers, trying to keep it away from my throat.

"This time it's a warning, and next time I see you sneaking around outside the girls' dormitory, I'll be unkind to you."

"Okay, understood."

Seeing the other man put his sword back into its scabbard, I hurried out of here.

The boys' dormitory is a two-person room, and they come to their own room, and at this time there is already a person in the room who is packing up his things.

Seeing my arrival, the boy put down what he was holding and walked over.

"Are you my roommate? Hello, my name is Jill, Jill Walker. ”

The young man in front of him had blonde hair and a pair of dark green eyes, which were very weak and good-looking.

"My name is Night, please advise."

Jill helped me carry my luggage in, and the two of us started chatting while packing our things.

During the conversation, I learned that Jill also came out of a small village, and this dormitory was for people like us who came out of a small village.

Those who are rich in the second generation have other luxurious accommodations.

"Sure enough, I can't get tired of trying this setting."

"What are you talking about? What is the setting? ”

"It's okay, don't mind, just talk to yourself."

Since we just signed up today and classes start tomorrow, we have nothing to do after we pack our things.

"Night, you can rest in the dormitory first, and I'll do something."

"Huh? Errands? What else do you have to do? ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I want to get my sword back."

Jill said that when he was just handling it, a rich second generation came and snatched his sword, saying that he would borrow him for fun, because he had just entered school, and Jill didn't want to cause trouble, so he agreed.

Sighing, knowing the routine, of course I understand what will happen next. But he offered to go with him.

"Ahh What did you say? ”

Looking at the rich second generation in front of him looking at us with contemptuous eyes, Jill was a little worried, but he still said it politely.

"Are civilians like you worthy of this sword? Or rather, you stole this sword! ”

I glanced at the sword in the rich second generation's hand, it was shining like a diamond, and there was really a diamond shining on the handle.

It is also carved with a special pattern, and it is a sword that can make women crazy.

The rich second generation patted Jill on the face and said very arrogantly.

"Well, get down on your knees, lick my shoes as shiny as this sword, and I'll consider giving them back to you."

Jill gritted her teeth, but resisted the urge to punch him.

I stood next to him, silently looking at him, and honestly, I wanted to see what kind of person this person was.

Seeing that Jill didn't speak, the rich second generation felt irritated and kicked over.

Jill fell to the ground, and the rich second generation spat in his face, then looked at me, and said to Jill with a smile.

"This person is your friend, no, you see that he is too scared to come to help you."

Wiping the saliva from her face, Jill said with a smile.

"It has nothing to do with him, so he doesn't have to come and help me."

"Ha, the way you laugh makes people feel disgusting, I took this sword, and you don't want to take it back."

When Jill heard this, he grabbed the leg of the rich second generation and said.

"That's not okay, this is what my parents left me, you can't take it."

"I haven't got what I want, if you have the ability, you can come and grab it!"