Chapter 42: Smash Those Who Stand Before You

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Chapter 42: Smash Those Who Stand Before You After Gerald finished his meditation, he silently looked at the last Tusk of the Empyrean Boar left. 'This is my final chance,' Gerald thought. 'If I fail here...' "You're not going to fail, Pops." Gerald was broken out of his daze by the voice of his son, who was standing beside him. "How can you possibly fail when you still haven't taught those Assassins a lesson?" Thirteen smirked. "In fact, you should treat this Empyrean Boar Tusk as if it was that Assassin Organization. You should smash them to oblivion. "Do they really think that they can crush our family so easily? Those fools who looked down on you, ridiculed you, and called you a coward, are the same fools who would not even last a single blow from you." The seven-year-old then rested his hand on Gerald's hand that was holding the hammer in a tight grip. Rough hands covered with calluses he gained from doing his best to fight alone in Solterra in order to provide for and support his family. Hands that picked up the sword and, now, the hammer to give his children a better tomorrow. "No, Pops," Thirteen said firmly. "You will not fail. Smash those who stand before you. If they refuse to submit and yield, force them to submit! If they refuse to yield, then smash them repeatedly until they do! No one is allowed to step on our family. "No one is allowed to ridicule us! "No one is allowed to look down on us! "All those who dare to do so must be crushed! Gerald felt his blood boiling after hearing his son's words. He was right! He had been working tirelessly for many years in order to support his family without the help of his Father. The number of people who looked down on him when he chose to marry Alessia instead of a daughter from one of the other Prestigious Families was countless. But that didn't make him back down, and he proceeded to marry for love, not for political ambitions. Then came the Assassin Organization, Death Wish. They, who had been hired to assassinate him for who knows what reason, had forced him to take another path. As a proud warrior, how could he not feel angry? How could he not feel depressed? Even though he fell in love with Blacksmithing, he still wanted to return to Solterra. To show the fools who thought that they could make him yield and the fools who thought that they could step on him and make him submit that he would crush them all. With hate and anger fueling his strength, Gerald smashed his hammer down on the Empyrean Boar's tusk. Each blow sent sparks flying in every direction. His hammer swings were no longer filled with doubt and uncertainty. They were filled with firm, powerful resolve to crush all the foes who dared to stand before him. Rank: Low Adamantine-Grade Active Abilities: None Passive Abilities: Indestructible Weapon Type: Great Sword Weight: 20 kg ————————————— < Empyrean Great Shield > Rank: Low Adamantine-Grade Active Abilities: None Passive Abilities: Indestructible Armor Type: Shield Weight: 50 kg ————————————— < Empyrean Short Sword > Rank: Low Adamantine-Grade Active Abilities: None Passive Abilities: Indestructible Weapon Type: Short Sword Weight: 10 kg ————————————— The Indestructible passive skill, although rare, was much sought after by crafters. Since most items could only have up to three skills maximum, they wanted to have the indestructible trait on one of them. This would ensure that the equipment would never be destroyed, making its value higher. "To think that he could forge four pieces using the last Empyrean Boar tusk... it really is a windfall," Thirteen muttered. "Even if he only crafted one, it would have been enough help to recover all our losses. With four of them... kukuku! We're rich! We're filthy rich!" Thirteen couldn't help but laugh out loud, drowning out his father's snoring. After he finished laughing, he gave his sleeping father one last glance before taking out several Jinn and Majin cores from his storage ring. It was now his turn to turn the Adamantine Equipment into Mythical Equipment, which would make the Leventis Family cough out mouthfuls of blood the moment they saw them.

Chapter 42: Smash Those Who Stand Before You

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