Overgeared

There was a clear similarity between the Red Phoenix Bow that Grid imagined and the one that the White Hammer blacksmiths designed. The bow was white and created powerful flames. It was the decisive moment when Grid was convinced that the main material of the Red Phoenix Bow was the white phosphorus wood.

The white phosphorus wood was hard and comparable to dragon iron. However, it was also lightweight and generated its own powerful flames. It was suitable to use as a material for the Red Phoenix Bow. However, the other blacksmiths of Pangea never thought about using the white phosphorus wood. Very few people expected the material of the Red Phoenix Bow to be white phosphorus wood.

Were they stupid? No. It was just common sense. The white phosphorus tree was something that could never be cut down by a blacksmith. No, it was common sense everywhere in the world. No one would think of making something with the white phosphorus wood.

But Grid did it. He was the only person in the world who could cut down the white phosphorus tree!

“Isn’t that white phosphorus wood?”

“It’s impossible...”

The tens of thousands of spectators watching the stage. All eyes were on the place that was surrounded by pine trees. It was due to the white wood that the new blacksmith from the White Hammer smithy took out. Straight white wood. It looked exactly like the white phosphorus wood. However, people judged that it couldn’t be the white phosphorus wood.

"The white phosphorus tree can’t be cut down, right?”

"That's right. I heard that it will explode if cut.”

“It’s impossible for it to be the white phosphorus wood. It just looks like white phosphorus wood.”

But was there a tree that resembled the white phosphorus tree in this world? There might be a lot of white trees, but the white phosphorus wood was unique. The white phosphorus wood had no twisted parts at all. As people were feeling confused, someone shouted a negative opinion.

"Those damn White Hammer guys! They can’t get people’s attention with their skills, so they prepared a useless performance!”

On one side of the stage. It was a cry from the Blue Flames section facing the White Hammer section. It was Enoch’s voice. He was sincerely angry. He didn’t like that people were paying attention to the White Hammer smithy instead of the winner of last year’s competition.

The White Hammer smithy was grabbing people’s attention with a performance, not skill. Pulling out fake white phosphorus wood? It was nothing more than an irritating and meaningless act. It was just embarrassing.

Dawhite. The person he once respected most in the world. Enoch had complicated emotions because the White Hammer smithy that Dawhite built had completely lost its honor and was about to fall.

‘Dawhite!’

Why did he pick White as his successor, destroying the White Hammer smithy? All of Dawhite’s achievements were now worthless.

‘It is sad that even the greatest human is obsessed with bloodlines!’

Kwack!

Enoch placed the finest firewood that he had prepared into the furnace. He used a secret technique to cause blue flames to burn in the furnace.

"I’ll show you the most ideal flames in the world!”

Hwaruruk!

Enoch pressed on the bellows and the blue flames flared up. The hot heat made the stage boil and stimulated the crowd.

“Ohh! Huge flames!”

glow of the blue flames

acknowledged the blue flames when he was alive. The lowest grade iron ore could be refined like the finest grade iron

The crowd turned away from the White Hammer smithy

blacksmith who is good at

It was just a craftsman. It was far less than a legendary

I would learn something from observing the Blue Flames smithy, just like I

It wasn’t that much.

technique of the White Hammer smithy is

Dawhite who kept being mentioned was an excellent blacksmith. Grid

At that moment.

Peeeeeong!

“...!”

a loud explosion from the White Hammer smithy’s furnace. The surprised crowd and blacksmiths turned their

"W-What? Those flames?”

swallowing up

furnace and leapt outside, covering the entire blast furnace. Red flames burst into the air, like the surface of the

A person who doesn’t know how to handle the bellows! The materials can’t be properly refined from such a strong fire!

fell silent for the

Puok. Puok. Puok.

Grid.

blacksmith was pumping on the handle of

Hwaruruk! Hwaruk!

the chiefs of the Black Anvil and Red Tongs

flames that I thought were impossible to

bellows. That young man's hands... Yes, it’s like he has spent his whole life

the skin, he doesn’t

Kurururung!

the White Hammer smithy. It was the sound generated by the

you be turned into ashes before

to the

but this is a necessary process. The white phosphorus wood that is cut is

that was activated when stimulated by high temperatures. This was the knowledge of a

Hwaruruk!

flames in the furnace emitted a high temperature that made it impossible to stay close to. White and the other White Hammer blacksmiths took one or two steps back, while Grid stepped forward. Then he put the prepared white phosphorus wood into the furnace

Puok! Puok! Puok!

unstoppable air steadily raised the

‘It’s impossible!’

reality. From their point of view, Grid wasn’t a human. He seemed like a great demon surrounded by the flames of hell.

“Success.”

the white phosphorus wood out of the furnace. The white phosphorus wood was much whiter than before. It showed off a beautiful white light.

Peeeeeong!