Beinala's two wives, especially, were shaken to their core. They had already decided that Leonel must be of an elite class family just for knowing of the existence of the Craftsmen Duel. However, the scene before them made them realize just how true this had to be.

They didn't have enough knowledge to know whether what Leonel wielded was a True Metal Spirit or a Metal Spirit Embryo, but regardless, an Embryonic Metal Spirit was worth more than even many True Spirits.

Still, after some were shocked that Leonel was actually ahead of Beinala, many realized that he seemed to be quite tired.

"Did he overextend himself trying to show off?" On the top of a distant building, Sael frowned.

However, when she saw Leonel's grin, something about it made her brain switch off. It was as though it said: "I've won."

Jac was completely lost in his own world. He had no idea about Leonel's progress, nor did he care to know.

He carefully rolled the Polished Glass between his fingers, making sure that there was an even distribution of heat.

Then, with practiced movements, he began to roll the metal within the many wells of his Workbench. This allow him to press the metal out, forcing a new surface to the top. Whenever he spotted a new impurity, he would target it with his Embryonic Flame Spirit, burning it to ash and separating it out.

His hands were a blur. Compared to Kaela who had to sweat every single step, Jac was a master of his craft, plowing through the refinement stage with a deft pace. If it wasn't for the fact Leonel was contrasting him, his speed would have definitely been a point of shock.

managed to finish, moving onto his first

separation between them. However, what was

Jac believed he had decided on a

now, though, Leonel had long since begun and was only putting the finishing touches. Despite the fatigue between his brows, his speed didn't seem to slow

also encompassed short swords. Without hesitation, he began to make a foot and a half long blade. Polished Glass was the best for its edges and sharpness. Leonel believed that a short sword could

striking differences between his actions and that of Jac's once again left the crowd in

out molds and using the wells of his Workbench to fine tune the final product down to

of an eye, Little Tolly would envelop the

eyes of a layman, it looked like Leonel was cheating. Only the Force Crafters in the audience who were well aware of how difficult it was

him. What was most important was that they knew

add a Force Art to help its swiftness… If I modify this Force Art like this, it'll be able to gather the wind's momentum behind it with each successive combo it lands, effectively

an incredibly thin blade, but Polished Glass is too brittle in such large quantities. I'll give it a heat treatment and space out some Force Arts to make it more ductile. Most importantly, I'll add an

curve to it, with that, the force on the blade will be applied in increments rather

a battle ax would be just as large as a saber, but it has a more defined structure to support it. If I make the blade especially thin as the edge and widen it very gradually, there'll be a natural force dispersal. It will slice through anything thanks to its weight and sharpness long before the structure

has none of the flexibility a staff needs, I need something more than

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