“Only one minute left until the end time,” the royal blacksmith announced.
Broken’s eyes were full of focus as he worked on his spear; though it wasn’t finished, it was already impressive to everyone watching.
Melliandra, who was sitting in the audience seats, let out a sigh of frustration. “This is really stressful,” she said. “I’ve been waiting here for so long, and I can’t wait to see the result!”
“Don’t you hate that Broken?” Jovina asked in a low tone. “Why don’t you just go out and hunt some monsters?”
“You, Jovina bitch,” Melliandra snapped back. She then stood up and brazenly took out her sniper rifle. “Let’s go out now and duel.”
Elincia shouted, “Both of you, shut up! Can you two not fight for one day?”
“Yes, sir!” Jovina replied with a chuckle.
“Damn you, Jovina!” Melliandra sighed and then sat back down, her shoulders slumping in frustration.
Maylock could be seen pacing anxiously on the floor, stamping his feet as he waited for the results of Broken’s work.
Freya and Ivana clung to each other, waiting tensely for the outcome.
The royal blacksmith’s deep voice echoed through the area like a bell as he slowly began his countdown.
“Five seconds!”
Broken worked feverishly, hammering and chiseling away at his spear. The clang of the hammer on steel reverberated throughout the area, creating a sharp buzz that filled their ears.
“Four,” the royal blacksmith continued.
Lionell watched with rapt attention, his Knight experience telling him this weapon would be extraordinary when completed. He felt a peculiar shiver run through him just looking at the unfinished product.
“Three.” The royal blacksmith murmured. Despite his apprehension about this unfamiliar situation, he couldn’t deny the excitement of witnessing something special being created in front of him.
“Two.” The royal blacksmith continued.
He clicked his tongue and took a deep breath. “What a pity, you failed, young man.”
A heavy silence befell the crowd as they awaited the royal blacksmith’s announcement of Broken’s failure.
“One!” he said, shaking his head in disappointment. He slowly turned to face the audience, expecting an embarrassing moment for Broken.
But then something strange happened. As he looked around, instead of slumped shoulders and faces full of disgrace, he saw everyone turning towards him… or rather, towards Broken. In unison, they all wore looks of amazement and respect.
“What happened?!” the royal blacksmith murmured to himself.
The royal blacksmith slowly turned his head to face Broken, and there it was a pitch-black spear adorned with a vivid lapis lazuli wave-shaped ornament.
Broken hoisted the spear into the air with grace using his right hand, and a luminous golden aura began to emanate from its tip, illuminating the entire area.
The royal blacksmith had no need to inspect its stats; he already knew its quality and craftsmanship. Overwhelmed by the magnificence of the weapon, he dropped to both knees in reverence, his face awash with awe.
“The spear is so beautiful!” the royal blacksmith exclaimed, his voice trembling. “I’ve never seen such a beautiful spear before!”
All of the other royal blacksmiths in the arena were stopped dead in their tracks. They looked upon Broken with awe and admiration, never having witnessed a miracle like this before. In unison, they dropped to their knees.
The audience, sensing the gravity of the situation, erupted into chatter.
“What happened? Why are the blacksmiths acting so strangely?” one person blurted out.
“I can’t say,” another replied.
“What? Why?”
“I think Broken managed to create yet another Legendary-grade weapon,” came the reply.
“Impossible.”
“Is it really possible for a player to create a Legendary-grade weapon?”
“Damn, I have chills just watching from afar. The spear looks so enchanting and beautiful—I feel like I want to hold it.”
“The spear is so beautiful. The golden aura enveloping the spear truly shows its quality. I am certain this is the best weapon ever created by a player.”
“Broken has really surpassed everyone’s expectations.”
Maylock’s lips curled upward as he proclaimed, “He really did it.” With a laugh, he added, “Please welcome Broken as the new future ruler of this world!”
“Khi khi khi,” Goldrich jeered. “At least I will enjoy seeing our hero, Broken, surrounded by many women in the future. I doubt he will be able to maintain his virginity for much longer.”
Elincia screamed with absolute glee. “Broken… you made it!”
Melliandra shouted, “Broken… you did it! You won!”
Freya embraced Ivana tightly, unable to contain her joy any longer.
Booba shouted and jumped up and down, and Kingsley, with his tall and broad frame, did the same. Their bodies blocked the view of the people behind them, but no one dared to
complain.
Princess Alora stood in the distance, her eyes fixed on the final result of Broken’s crafting. An expression of enthusiasm was clearly visible on her face. She turned to King Alorik, who gave
a slow nod.
“Father, he made it,” she said.
King Alorik smiled despite his weary appearance from thousands of battles. “Yes, the one foretold by King Elandorr has truly arrived,” he said.
Morbit then approached Broken, his face full of admiration. “Looks like it will take some time until the judges announce your victory. I’m sure everyone is still in shock from the miracle that happened right in front of them.”
Max also approached enthusiastically. “Broken, I’m still trembling from the final revelation of your creation. This is truly extraordinary. I don’t even dare to look at the description and stats of the spear, even though I’m incredibly curious. It’s really beautiful.”
“Thank you,” Broken said.
Morbit continued. “Do you have any messages or words of motivation that have driven you to take such big risks and succeed in proving yourself to everyone?”
Broken nodded slowly and said, “I’m a firm believer in never letting fear stand in the way of our dreams. No matter how wild or crazy they may seem, we mustn’t forget to take risks! Pursue your dreams, not only in the game but in real life, too.
Recently, I was searching for my dream car at the most prestigious car shop, Remember Car Shop. As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to do whatever it took to make sure I could get it-my dream car-no matter what risks were involved.
That’s when I decided to try my luck at this competition, and thankfully, my hard work paid
off!
My message to everyone is this: don’t let fear stop you from chasing after your dreams. Anything is possible if you’re willing to step outside your comfort zone.
And for anyone out there who wishes to reach for the stars and make their dreams come true, I highly recommend visiting Remember Car Shop and getting your ultimate vehicle!”
Upon hearing Broken’s last words, some people momentarily forgot about the gravity of the
moment and resumed their accolades and scoffs.
“This is so trash. He’s advertising an auto shop?”
“You’ve got to be kidding me. I know this isn’t the time for this, but… man…” another chimed
in.
“What the hell is Remember Car Shop? I don’t remember any car shop like that,” another said. “I’m sure it’s just a small, obscure auto shop,” concluded someone else.