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[Third Person POV],

As the two sisters ran to the settlement they called home to discuss something they didn't know would bring them in contact with a young alchemist and perhaps even two, in another location in the mountain range was a relatively old dwarf looking at an old human in front of him that was attempting to smith a sword.

This scene was really strange considering the fact that two different races were in the same place at the same time and were very close to each other in distance yet they did not seem to be at odds.

Well, that was if one was to ignore the occasional shout that came from the old dwarf with grey skin as he looked at the young blacksmith in front of him that seemed to have a lot of potential but was so stupid to use it even if it was a little.

ραпdα---n?νa| сom The human was the blacksmith the dwarf was shouting on but the human, based on his appearance, was obviously not old but considering that the dwarf had lived for centuries, the human really could not hold a candle when it came to age.

Although the human was annoyed a little by the shout he received, he could not get angry since all the shouts he had received, though harsh were points that made him gain more experience in crafting the sword in his hand,

The dwarf watched as the human continued to work on the sword, occasionally stopping to adjust his grip or take a breath. The dwarf had seen many blacksmiths in his long life, but there was something about this human that caught his attention. Despite his youth and inexperience, there was a spark of potential in him that the dwarf could see.

"Boy," the dwarf barked, "you're holding the hammer wrong! Let me show you how to get more power behind your swings."

The human looked up at the dwarf, surprised by his sudden words.

Ever since he had saved the old dwarf from his race trying to kill him, the dwarf had agreed to teach him blacksmithing which he needed to complete his job requirements but this was the first time the other party actually decided to teach personally by using his hands but he quickly realised that the dwarf was only trying to help him, and he nodded in agreement.

The dwarf stepped forward and demonstrated the proper technique, showing the human how to hold the hammer for maximum impact before handling the hammer back to the human.

"Although you'll receive tons of knowledge from the primordial chronicle after you evolve with your job, knowing beats when you actually know how to put that knowledge to use than just simply knowing it", the dwarf said as he occasionally advised the human on some other things that were sometimes related to blacksmithing and sometimes not.

As the human continued to work on the sword, the dwarf watched closely, offering occasional tips and suggestions. It was clear that the young blacksmith had a natural talent for the craft, but he lacked the experience and knowledge to create something truly exceptional.

"Listen closely, boy," the dwarf said, leaning in closer. "If you want to make a sword that will stand the test of time, you need to use several rare materials. They're not easy to come by, but it's worth the effort."

Hearing this, the human was about to say why he would need to bother himself about materials when he could just buy the said materials from the store but the next words of the old dwarf cut him off.

"Listen boy, most times it's not good to be dependent on some things regardless of how Important they may be because apart from the possibility of leaving you when you need them the most, it's better if you never trusted them", the dwarf said as the latter part of his sentence had a much deeper meaning.

Seeing as the human boy showed a look of understanding, the dwarf let him continue what he had been doing before.

As the human continued to work on the sword, he tried to implement the techniques that the dwarf had taught him. He felt the difference in the impact and the way the hammer struck the metal, and he was pleased with the results.

But the dwarf wasn't done yet. "Now, let me show you how to temper the blade properly," he said, reaching for a bucket of water. "It's all about getting the right balance of heat and cooling to create the perfect blade."

The human watched in fascination as the dwarf heated the sword in the forge until it glowed bright red. Then, with a quick motion, he plunged it into the water, causing a loud hiss and steam to rise from the bucket.

The human was amazed by the sudden transformation of the metal. It had gone from a dull grey to a bright, shining silver. He could see the strength and durability of the blade, and he knew that it would make a fine weapon.

As he continued to work, the human couldn't help but think about the dwarf's words about using rare materials. He knew that it would be a challenge to find those materials, but he was determined to make the effort.

Of course this would only happen if for some reason he could not purchase the materials he needed From the store.

He didn't know the real meaning behind the old dwarfs words but he figured he should take it as some form of valuable wearing.

He also realised that he needed to improve his knowledge and skills as a blacksmith. He had always enjoyed working with metal, but he had never taken it seriously as a craft but more of a hobby in his old world before arriving here. Now, he saw the potential for creating something truly amazing.

If only the little lad was here with him as well.....

With the dwarf's guidance and encouragement, the human continued to work on the sword, refining his technique and adding his own personal touch to the design. It took many long hours and a lot of hard work, but in the end, he had created something truly remarkable.

When the sword was finally finished, the human stepped back to admire his handiwork. It was a thing of beauty, with a sharp edge and a sturdy handle. He could feel the weight and balance of the sword, and he knew that it was a weapon that he could rely on.

The dwarf watched with pride as the human held up the sword, a grin on his face. "You've done well, boy," he said. "But remember, there is always more to learn. You must continue to hone your skills and push yourself to new heights."

The human nodded in agreement. He knew that he had only scratched the surface of what was possible with blacksmithing. But he was excited to continue on this journey, to explore the depths of his craft and see where it would take him.

With a final nod to the dwarf, the human sheathed his sword and made his way back to his forge. He was eager to start on his next project, to take what he had learned and use it to create something even more extraordinary.

The thing was that if Ace had been here to witness the scene, he would have been able to recognize the human the dwarf was teaching because this was someone he knew personally.

The human was his mentor in things relating to the old age and a friend of his mom, Gustav.

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[Ace POV],

Although I was aware that my previous success in managing to concoct a rank 1 pill was a fluke and was based on luck, I did not expect to fail a dozen times more after that before I could successfully make another pill again.

Just like the previous one though, this one barely crossed the 30% purity mark as well which made me wonder just how bad I must be in concocting rank 1 pills.

'I wonder if it's the same with the other alchemist when he started concocting ranked pills', I thought as I remembered the other alchemist that was on the top 100 human leaderboard.

The other party should be obviously strong given his rank but considering he was at that rank in the first place when i first saw it, he should have been a rank 1 alchemist for quite a time but even then, it should not be that long.

My thought process was like this because I was aware that the alchemist job was of the legendary grade, so perhaps if it wasn't in the top 100 then I could only say the one with the job was trash.

What I'm trying to say was that while the alchemist job was of the legendary grade, it wasn't one that helped in improving one's combat prowess so this made the alchemist that I saw in the shop even more impressive to be able to rank that high.

Since the legendary grade alchemist job was the root of my job, it made sense that the former should be similar to how my statue is right now.

This means that the alchemist job should also provide some perks for concocting and the job should have also given that alchemist an origin ability that might have also indirectly increased his combat ability.

This was only just my assumption but it was reasonable that how jobs should be somewhat similar but what I was most curious about was how long did he take to concoct a rank 1 pill successfully.

I was curious about this because I wanted to know if my progress was considered good or bad among alchemists and if it was bad among alchemists even with all the advantages I assume I have against others then I must be really really bad.

I did not do anything in particular against this possible truth and just wondered that if the situation was exactly like this, then how would it affect in the future?

This was all still a thought so after thinking about it for a while, I went back to concocting pills.

'I wonder if I should try cultivating or test out the exercises after I succeed with creating a number of different types of rank 1 pills'historical

Hmmm

I'm poor as well.

Sighs.