Agatha The Legendary Guild Master

Chapter 87: Forging My 1st Sword - Part 2

I felt how sensitive she was to this topic. To be honest, I didn't care about the comparison with male players, as I was confident in my ability to conquer them all. 

I started hitting the primary sword form with my hammer as hard as I could. Each strike caused a splash of minute particles that burned out with flash like fireworks. 

That reminded me of my home, my kingdom. I recalled my father, my mother, and my beloved sister whom I took over her name here. I shook off these needless memories and started to work hard with the hammer. 

After a few hits, I noticed slight change in the primary form of the sword, it began to shrank slightly and its color began to be more clear. I felt it became purer, and that poured more strength into my arm, as I kept hitting the primary form without any pause.

After two minutes, I felt some numbness in my arm, after all this heavy labor was still new to me. I didn't stop to take any break, as I knew after three minutes I would stop doing this. 

It started as an easy step, but now it became like a torture to me. I didn't stop even when each raise of the hammer felt like holding a mountain in my hand.

"Five minutes have passed, you can stop already," Nada's voice came abruptly to save me from this torture. I put the hammer down, or to be more frank it slipped off my grip to fall heavily on the table with a loud bag. 

My arm was twitching without stopping, as I felt extreme fatigue in it. luckily it wasn't my main right arm, or else I wouldn't be able to continue making this sword.

"You managed to cleanse only 10% of this form, it's pretty low. Those lame men are really lucky, any beginner would score at least 25% in his first attempt," Nada said.

I felt stronshed, as I didn't think all this work yielded only such a minimal result. I began to see men like Nada did when I compared my shameful result with the men. 

I decided to work on building my muscles, more muscles mean more strength. I also thought about putting all my AP into the strength, but Nada seemed to read my mind as she advised:

"Don't think about it, what you use here is your innate body potential, and men are leagues ahead of us in that prospect."

I sighed helplessly, as I intended to dedicate some time for building my muscles, that was the only way.

"I know you are exhausted, but you have no time to waste. Start writing the letters fast, the temperature is decreasing, and now it's 3900 degrees."

I knew that time wasn't by my side here, so I took the long needle and looked again at the design. It was time to draw these letters like they were drawn on the design.

This task was tiring, and the most tiring thing of it was it's tension. I didn't have a moment without feeling huge pressure on me, as all the mistakes written on that design began to appear inside my mind one by one, and that made me fear. 

I feared to waste all my efforts because I drew a symbol wrongly, or I didn't manage to draw all the symbols needed.

I didn't feel the time, and even Nada's voice appeared to come from a very, very far place when she told me the updates on the primary sword from temperature.

"I have done it, phew!" I muttered with relief as I felt every part of my body ache. I didn't imagine this class to be like this, it wasn't a game, it was a torture.

"You did splendid, now the last step is remaining," Nada said.

"The last? Is there more to this?" I was panting while complaining with shock, as I didn't have any strength or intention to continue doing anything more.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, this step needs nothing from you but wait for the sword to cool off, so retrain that part of the fire to your arm again and let the sword cool down to the room temperature," she said with an amusing tone. 

I was pretty envious of her, she was just sitting there in wherever she was right now enjoying my hell. That wasn't fair! 

I looked for a chair and laid my body on it. it was the only chair in the room, so although it wasn't comfortable at all, I didn't complain. I needed some rest, I deserved it.

"You know, with practice you will be able to use this time and make more of your equipment," Nada said with the same annoying tone of her. I wasn't in the mood to reply to her, so I just nodded my heavy head slowly. 

I was beginning to feel better, but only the thought of redoing that process over again was really challenging to me, and for the first time in my life I didn't want to accept that challenge.

I sat in my place motionless with my chest rising up and down like a racing horse. My heartbeat was skyrocketing right now, but somehow I was curious about the end result of my making, would it succeed? Would it be trash grade equipment? Or better? 

This anticipation injected some strength into me, so I started to move from the chair. Once I left it, I felt my soul regained its former vitality, and my body didn't ache anymore, and that was really surprising.

"Don't look like that, this chair isn't put casually, it has the power to fasten blacksmith healing in a short time, so you can regain your strength faster than usual to begin making new equipment. 

Are you ready now to make the second sword?" Nada said with a chuckle, she was really enjoying doing this.

"Not yet, I want to see what my first try yields," I replied as I moved towards the mold. It wasn't so hot like before, and even its dusty red color nearly vanished. 

I looked inside it, and to my surprise I found a long sword shining in front of me. Yet, there were still many spots of golden red and faint yellow colors all over it, but just looking at it made me captivated.

"Just look at it, I never thought it would be this beautiful."

I really loved swords, even if I couldn't use them, but from the first glance I decided this sword would be mine, I would never sell it or give it to that cool distasteful Shin.