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!”

of the blue

blue flames was the best in the Cho Kingdom. Even Dawhite acknowledged the blue flames when he was alive. The

turned away from the White Hammer smithy and the white phosphorus wood. Meanwhile, Grid

who is

skills of a craftsman when it came to flames. That’s right. It was

something from observing the Blue Flames

It wasn’t that much.

technique of the White Hammer

Dawhite who kept being mentioned was an excellent blacksmith. Grid thought this and threw the white phosphorus wood in the

At that moment.

Peeeeeong!

“...!”

smithy’s furnace. The surprised crowd and blacksmiths turned their attention to the White Hammer area again. Then they were

"W-What? Those flames?”

swallowing up

flames burst into the air, like the surface of the sun.

materials can’t be properly refined from such a strong

silent for the

Puok. Puok. Puok.

Grid.

pumping on the handle of

Hwaruruk! Hwaruk!

chiefs of the

flames that I thought were impossible

way he is handling the bellows. That young man's hands... Yes, it’s like he has spent his

heat that could melt the skin,

Kurururung!

heard from the White Hammer smithy. It was the sound generated by the rise in temperature of the flames in

But isn’t the temperature too high? Won’t you be turned into ashes before he can

explained to

this is a necessary process. The white

stimulated

Hwaruruk!

Hammer blacksmiths took one or two steps back, while Grid stepped forward. Then he

Puok! Puok! Puok!

steadily raised the temperature of the

‘It’s impossible!’

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

“Success.”

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

Peeeeeong!