Warlock Apprentice

Nausica always carried a soft dueling sword used by knights. Angor wanted to make one as well, but he could not find any blueprints for it. Besides, he still did not know many materials. Those he could use were basically for making “hard” weapons.

In the end, he gave up on the idea of making a knight sword. Instead, he was going to make something for close combats.

Angor went through the 3D printer blueprints one by one. Finally, he chose a weapon with a bizarre design, but serious damaging power—

“Smith Wesson Bear Claw Knife”.

It was a slotting knife designed in the shape of a bear’s claw. The handle had three finger holes for more convenient wielding. When cutting people, the knife applied a biting force to its victim and ensured the cut went all the way through.

When forging the knife, Angor used a Rune of Frost instead of Sharpen. The Rune of Frost allowed the weapon to leave a freezing effect on anyone it hit and cause a temporary slowing effect, which was highly effective during battles.

Angor’s first attempt ended up in failure.

“Well… I’m kinda short on points too,” said Angor as he sighed. After buying his alchemy tools from Dave, he only had 50 points left.

“Will you join us on a quest together?”

Angor shook his head. “Not now. I can still manage. When I go challenge Sky Tower several days later, I’ll start earning points.”

“You’re going to the tower now?”

“Yeah, preparation’s almost done. Which level are you on now?”

Nausica released some smoke. “I haven’t been there for two weeks, so I’m still at the third level. I want to get some merit points and buy magic scrolls before going further.”

Nausica picked up some papers on her desk. “I’m studying Runecraft too. But I always forget what I just read. You said last time that you’re going to use alchemy weapons in the tower. So did you make them?” Nausica wondered. “I heard someone saying that alchemy is extremely hard to learn. There’s only one elementary alchemist in the entire Brute Cavern.”

Angor shook head. “No. I don’t have my weapon yet.”

Nausica tried to comfort Angor.

“But I made one for you,” said Angor. He smiled and took out an object wrapped in white cloth from his pocket. “An alchemy weapon just for you. Thank you for keeping me safe on the leaf back then. Otherwise, I’d have kicked the bucket for sure.”

Nausica revealed a doubtful look. “You actually learned alchemy? You aren’t pulling my leg right?”

Angor nodded. “I’m an elementary apprentice alchemist for now. The weakest sort.”

“… Were they lying to me? Is alchemy actually easy?” Nausica mumbled.

Angor handed the wrapped object to Nausica. Nausica glimpsed at it. “I don’t want payment for helping you. I have my own weapon anyway. It’s not supernatural, but it feels good on me.”

“But I want to thank you. It’s just a cheap, low-level alchemy item. Just consider it a gift from a friend,” said Angor. He winked at her. “It a new invention created by a future master alchemist. Take it, okay? Who knows, maybe it will value a lot more in several decades when I became more famous.”

Nausica put down her pipe and picked up the wrapped item. “Alright. Let’s see what kind of treasure is made by the hands of Angor the Great Alchemist.”

She slowly unwrapped the object.

Her hands stopped midway when she saw the silver bear claw blade.

The small arm had a shape she never saw before. She was unsure of how sharp it was, but she already took a liking to the beautiful design.

As a former pirate who dominated the sea, she had seen a lot of works of art, and she was confident that the short blade in her hand could be considered a well-made piece. The carvings on it were not a masterpiece, but the design combining weapon and art already felt like the innovation of a promising artist.

“Niiiice. Butterfly on flower blossoms, and a shining silver edge. It doesn’t look powerful, but I’ll keep it in my collection,” Nausica exclaimed. “My oh my, Angor, I never know you’re so good at engraving. Maybe you really will become a master when you hit 30, or even earlier.”

Angor blushed a little at Nausica’s compliment. He only copied the work of a master sculptor from Earth.

“The shape is so strange. What is it called?” Nausica held up the bear claw knife and asked a question.

When she tried to feel the blade with her hand, a painful chill suddenly came from her finger. Nausica’s expression shifted drastically when she realized something. She quickly stroked the edge of the blade.

A single drop of blood fell from her fingertip, which soon turned into ice.

Her finger only connected with the blade gently without applying much force, and it was already sliced open. At the same time, a freezing sense invaded her body.

“This is a supernatural weapon?!” Nausica was astonished.