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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

"Oh?~ C'mon, Sweetie, I'm not your enemy, remember?~" the voluptuous woman snuggled firmly into my body, her bountiful blessings rubbing against mine in a not-so-subtle manner. "I'll never be your enemy~"

The sensations I was feeling were starting to overtake my rational mind. My hormones were probably raging in my bloodstream right now. I have to stop this shvt. "Y-you will if you don't... ahh... Get off me!"

My pleas fell on deaf ears as the woman pulled me closer to somewhere better lit, an awning with a flaming torch being the best substitute for light bulbs as she pinned me on the wooden wall behind me.

"It's been too long, Sweetie~" she panted, her face looking absolutely flushed despite the poor lighting. "You sure know how to make a woman want you~"

37.6 Sudden Cold