Caster was in a tight spot. He was looking at a small, half-demon boy shaking his body side to side, his large eyes wide with curiosity. The boy had climbed through an open window and seen Caster working on magecrafting.“Hey... how did you do that?” the boy asked, eyes wide. “That’s an enchanted sword for sure! You can enchant swords? Are you a Magesmith? I knew it, you must be tier 2 for that!”The boy had jumped to the conclusion that Caster was an advanced Magesmith. He couldn’t tell the difference between enchanting and magecrafting, but that wasn’t the main issue—Caster’s secret, which he wanted to keep hidden, was now exposed.“I’m not old, you know,” Caster said, frustration seeping into his voice. “And this isn’t just any enchanted sword…”To be honest, Caster was tired of hiding in this town. He had to wear a black robe and avoid people, fearing that assassins or someone connected to his noble house might recognize him. If they reported him to his father, he’d probably be dr

“I was thinking about getting a mana enchantment…well maybe the thrust is better.”Felix was considering his options. To get the mana slash enchantment, he would need to visit one of the weapon shops and get it. He could also put a mana arrow spell on his weapon, but he knew that wouldn’t be as effective. Spells like that worked best with the wands he crafted. Aiming magic with heavy weapons just didn’t work out well.He thought about the mana slash. It could be timed and activated easily in battle. It was a bit like the magic impact, but instead of just increasing weight, it dealt magic damage. This was important because some monsters were immune to physical attacks. So, warriors who couldn’t use magic often favored this type of enchantment.Mana attacks also used less MP than spells used by mages. They were effective but had a shorter range. The mana slash would travel up to 10 meters, while the thrust went a bit further.“I have my arrows and bow, so the close-ranged mana slash wil

At this point, Caster saw two people standing over him while he was down on the ground. One of them, a man, was pushing a glowing red dagger through his chest, right where his heart was. Caster couldn’t make out their faces as his vision blurred and he felt his life slipping away.“We don’t have time for this,” the man holding the dagger said with a scoff.The woman beside him glanced at him and then at the dying Caster. The man was the one who held the dagger.The dagger, which had been plunged into Caster’s chest, started to glow even brighter as it was pulled out. Caster’s veins began to glow bright orange and then turned red. The deep wound where his heart had been started pulsating with the same color and glowing brightly.“Oooh, I love this part!” the woman exclaimed with a gleeful laugh.She watched as Caster’s skin sizzled and began to fade away. Soon, his whole body burned away into ashes. Nothing was left but his clothes and a blood-colored crystal. The man reached into the

A young man who was tall and about 183 cm in height was standing next to a large anvil in his Magesmith’s workshop. He wore a cotton shirt with a large, thick apron over it. The shirt was quite loose, allowing for better airflow and ventilation. Even so, sweat was beginning to bead on his brow.His build wasn’t very bulky, but his arms and chest showed a lot of tone. It seemed that the youth’s body hadn’t fully developed its muscle mass to keep up with his growth spurt.The young man worked diligently, holding a flat piece of steel. The steel was already heated up and glowing red from the forge. He placed it on the anvil and began delivering hard hammer blows. "Almost there," he muttered to himself, focusing on the task at hand. The piece of steel slowly took shape under his skilled strikes. His blows were consistent and precise. His hands never shook, and he never missed the correct spot. Occasionally, his hands would stop, and an ethereal glow would fill his eyes before he resumed

The designated existence of Caster as a Magesmith signals change and growth throughout her life. One fine day, while he was relaxing in his workshop and pondering over his achievements. “I can’t just get on with this,” he whispered to himself, “everything was simpler where I came from. These power tools- drills, grinders…anything got done ten times faster.”He stood still as he contemplated what he would be doing next. He wondered why some of that efficiency could not be brought to the situation here? With that, he set to work on one of his latest ideas: the need to upgrade his tools with a more modern one. He wanted to recreate the power tools from his prior existence, and it would begin with a grinder, an uncomplicated yet highly functional tool.They heard him muttering to himself and after passing a gas station, Caster stopped to draw, saying, ‘I remember those automatic grinders.’ “I can craft a thing just like this, maybe a belt grinder.” But after a while he changed his min