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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

"If I had to guess... Judging by your body and everything you just told me.... You're probably just over fifteen?" I found myself second-guessing myself.

"Fifteen? Didn't really feel like it...."

"So you don't feel like you're fifteen?" I asked, keeping my voice calm for as much as possible.

"If I had to follow my gut feeling, I'd say I'm sixteen or seventeen?" Lise cautiously guessed, her eyes still betraying her anxiety from my earlier outburst. "I dunno... Just feels like it, I guess..."

As much as I would've liked to explode from sheer bafflement, I schooled my features as my mind already came up with a few ideas on why this could be the case. Malnutrition was the first thing that came to mind. I was pretty sure that was a thing whenever young girls were just that malnourished. If Lise's growth was stunted, then that would certainly explain the late onset of puberty.

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