ParodyGirl

  *Eryk's POV*

  The day arrived. I grabbed my sword, still in its sheath, and brought it to the training room. I pced the sword oable and exami again. "It's truly beautiful."I had ed the blood from the bde and wiped away the dust.

  I never get tired of looking at it. It's almost like I'm in love with a sword.

  I sheathed the swain and opened my iory. I pulled out some Mithril ores, then grabbed the paper and a pencil to design my armor. "How should I do this?"

  I don't want armor that restricts my movements. Something like Ais's armor would work. But of course, with a more mase design. Maybe I use Bell's armor as a reference.

  "In this world, Bell is a woman. She didn't wear armor like in the a something simir to Ais's. She had prote only for her chest, c her vital points."

  There were some metal ptes on her arms, thighs, and legs, but the primary focus of the armor was to protect her chest.

  "For obvious reasons. If someo the heart, it's instah. ht—I 't fet neck prote."

  If I remember correctly, the design is like this...

  I begag the armor. When I fihe design looked good to me. It was a "suit" made of leather or some fabric with metal prote for the chest, shoulders, and neck.

  The metal ptes on the waist and thighs were strapped to the body. I also added knee guards because getting hit on the knee is never good.

  "If I get hit in the knee by a single arrow, I won't be able to walk anymore."

  Looking at the sketch, it seemed det but extremely simple. "Will this work? I don't have any fabric here, so I'll just start with the metal parts."

  Of course, I'll use Mithril.

  I don't know if it makes a difference. In New World, armor made with Mithril offered excellent defense against magical attacks.

  "Alright, shall we begin?"

  I started heating the Mithril in the rge fe. The fmes, hotter than usual, made my skin sting.

  "It's just a gamble. Wasting a bit of ore won't matter."

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  "Time to get started," I muttered, pulling out Mithril from the fe. The heat was intense, and it felt like my skin was burning. Still, I didn't care a w.

  I pced the metal on the anvil and raised my hammer. "Alright, let's do this carefully and patiently." I began hammering, shaping the Mithril into a breastpte. The sharp g of metal echoed through the fe. After a few minutes, I lifted the piece. "Not sure if it's good… but it looks like a breastpte."

  It even had prote for my neck.

  I quehe metal in water, listening to the familiar sizzle. Pig up the cooled breastpte, I exami. "Solid and shiny. Mithril really is incredible. Its appearance alone take anyone's breath away."

  After finishing the breastpte, I expected a system message to appear. Still, nothing happened.

  Maybe it'll show up only after I fe the entire armor.

  "Let's keep going, then." I moved on to the arm guards.

  I cut the metal into smaller pieces and started shaping them. "Let's do it this way… I think it'll work." I used metal pins to create joints. I need my arms to move freely. Testing the joints, I swung my arm in the air. "Perfect."

  were the waist and thigh guards. I made thin mithril ptes and yered them like scales. The design turned out very different from Ais's or Bell's armor, but it still looked stunning. "Light and sturdy. It's perfect."

  Finally, I shaped the knee guards. While hammering the metal, I murmured, "These are crucial." When I finished, I looked at all the Mithril parts of the armor.

  It wasn't ready to wear yet, but I could already picture how I'd look wearing it. I'll look eveer than I already do. "Not to sound ceited, but it's the truth."

  I gathered all the armor parts and pced them oable.

  It looked perfect but needed polishing to enhas shine.

  That's what I did.

  Piece by piece, I polished the armor. Its shine increased by 200% when I finished.

  "Is it already dark outside?" I gnced out the window, and it was night. I had spent hours f this armor, yet no system message appeared. I thought it would show up after finishing all the parts, but it didn't.

  Could the system only help with f swords?

  "No, that doesn't make sehis is the LEGENDARY BLACKSMITH system. If I 't fe armor, this system is meaningless."

  The message may only e when I put it on.

  Let's test it.

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  I grabbed one of my shirts and attached the breastpte to it without much care. Then I put it on. It fits perfectly. The breastpte covered my entire chest and part of my neck.

  I started moving around, testing it, and it didn't hinder me at all.

  , I added the arm guards aed them.

  The sound of metal was annoying, but I could move without any issues. "I bend my arms just fihe joints are perfect." I smiled, satisfied, and put on the rest of the armor.

  When I had all the pieces on, I finally received a system message.

  But it wasn't the one I expected.

  [ You fed a Failure ]

  "A Failure? Because I did it wrong?" I felt profoundly disappointed and started removing the armor. I looked at the shiny breastpte and threw it to the ground. "Trash."

  As the metal hit the floor, someone opehe door.

  "Excuse me, is something wrong?" It was Mikari.

  I hadn't seen her in a while. She cautiously ehe room and closed the door. "What's this? A breastpte? Did you make this?" Mikari picked the breastpte off the floor and walked over to me.

  "It's a Failure," I said.

  "This is a Failure? It looks perfee." Mikari knocked on the breastpte. Then, to my surprise—

  Crack~~

  The breastpte cracked.

  "Wow, it really is a Failure. Haha!" Mikari ughed and hahe breastpte bae. "But don't be disced. It's your first time f armht?" She looked at the other armor parts on the floor.

  "Yeah. It took forever, and in the end, it didn't work. I also wasted a lot of Mithril."

  "You fed this with Mithril? Are you i's your first armor, and you used Mithril for it!?" Mikari couldn't believe it. "You should've practiced with iron first, you idiot!"

  "Alright, I'm sorry."

  "Look at all the Mithril you wasted. It's painful." Tears welled up in the ers of Mikari's eyes. "You should've told me you were trying te armor with Mithril. I could've helped you. Look at all this waste…"

  "You're overreag."

  "No, I'm not! Where did you evehis Mithril? Did the Goddess give it to you?"

  I thought for a moment, then lied. "Yes, that's right."

  "I o have a serious talk with her. She 't keep wasting Mithril like this. Not that I don't want you to use it, but it's such a waste to use Mithril just for practice." Mikari tried to expin.

  "Alright, I get it. I'll use iron from now on, don't worry. But I'll leave that for tomorrow. There's no time te another armor today."

  "How about I help you? I give you some tips. As I said before, I'm much more experiehan you."

  I stared at Mikari for a few seds and decided to give in.

  "Alright, I'll accept your help."

  It's better to stop being an idiot and accept advice from someone experienced.

  "Yes! Leave it to me! You'll bee the best bcksmith in the world with my guidance."

  "Ah, sure…" I smiled bitterly.

  ParodyGirl