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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

I had no choice in the matter, didn't I... Lise would surely try and crash the fight through any means necessary. The Primzahl was nothing if not honorable. I was sure that he'd keep his word if only to preserve his weird sense of justice, which meant that I had to fight.

"Stop it, both of you," I called out, though the fight was already over by the time I intervened. "The choice is clear. We can't afford to lose too many so soon after our last defeat."

Our overall morale was only now slowly recovering, but another crushing defeat like last time would break the back of the many Nenners that were already struggling to move on. Despair would hang over the settlement like a guillotine poised to behead its victim. In the end, losing here would make everyone fall into despair and the town would fall. Everything would collapse and the progress that we made would amount to nothing if nobody was motivated enough to continue on living.

22.5 Sacrifice