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"You're just a Nenner! A glorified blacksmith! You can't possibly stand up against a Zahler's elemental power!"


"As if that'll stop me! A Zahler might have the elements under their control, but that won't matter if I have a Seigel-riddled weapon for every occasion!"


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Wesen... the innate power within that allows a person to manipulate the world around them. While it sounded straightforward enough, Rouge still has a lot to learn if he wanted to harness it for his own benefit. Thankfully, being a standard guy with blacksmithing as a hobby had given him a headstart in the new pseudo-medieval world that he now found himself in. In fact, blacksmithing in general is an integral part of his new life and the Wesen-filled wonders that entailed it.


It was a good thing too, especially since it would be the one ticket he had to get out of the servitude of the Empire that insisted on grinding him under its heel.


With his newfound power of rune-like Seigels at his disposal, Rouge will take the Matheman Empire by storm as he builds his rebellion into a force to be reckoned with. He will ensure that his fellow Nenners will be free from the Empire's oppressive practises, and he sure as hell will do it if it was the last thing he did.


Well, that, and he refused to live in a backwater medieval world for longer than he could manage it. His modern sensibilities demanded proper technology, and he was sure that even his half-complete understanding of modern science will give him the edge he needs to take on a literal continent-spanning Empire.



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Smith and Wesen: A Modern Blacksmith's Magical Reincarnation

My hairs stood on its ends as I dodged to my left, my sweat dropping as my previous position was suddenly turned into glowing hot glass from the heat of the electricity. Like that night, ozone started permeating the air as I frantically looked for where the bastard might strike next. I knew that he could turn himself to lightning somehow... Maybe he was above me? Teilens were assassins after all-


My right arm barely made it to block as remnants of the Primzahl's electricity traveled from his dagger all the way up to my shoulder muscles. It hurt like hell despite my clean block, so I knew that was gonna be a fvcking problem and a half for me later.


"Not bad, kid," the golden-haired bvtch scoffed while our blades clashed between us for dominance. "If someone hadn't told me before, I'd have guessed that you were a Zahler."


12.5 Off-Guard