318 Chapter 265: Natural Blacksmith [2/2]
However, relative conditions had stuck the technology of Twilight City for a long time, and they only had three primary technologies.
When Adele heard this, her eyes flickered. She said hesitantly.
"Lord Richard, there's a potential candidate among the residents of Twilight City ..."
Richard raised an eyebrow.
"What now? Is the candidate not willing to join the blacksmith shop?"
Adele shook her head.
"No, that's not the reason. It's... The candidate only has one arm."
"Only one arm?"
Richard flinched.
"An arm? Then, how would the candidate forge?"
Although Adele intended to train him to be a hero who specialized in research technology, forging was the root of the blacksmith profession.
No matter what industry, losing an arm was more difficult than usual people encounter.
Not to mention the blacksmith profession.
Richard wasn't the only one who had the same question.
Sam's choice puzzled the people around him.
It was simply too arduous for a person with a missing arm to choose the profession of a blacksmith.
"Sam, I heard the blacksmith hired you?"
Sam, who had just returned from the blacksmith's shop, wiped the sweat off his forehead with his right hand. He looked at the woman in front of him and nodded with a smile.
"That's right, Auntie Marie.
"Lady Adele hired me."
Auntie Marie said while her heart ached.
"Silly boy, of all the things you can do, why would you choose to be a blacksmith?
"You can only... Sigh."
"If you're not used to it, you can go to the agricultural area and help me manage the Russian olive forest and sand barley... Thanks to his lordship's trust, I am in charge of the agricultural area. I am currently recruiting people."
Her round face was like a red apple and was oddly kind at this time.
Sam was very grateful. This lady lord had helped them a lot in the past few days.
"Thank you, Madam Marie. But I'm already a part of the blacksmith shop. I would no longer trouble you."
He said seriously.
"I like the blacksmith profession. I like the feeling of forging ores into farm tools and weapons."
As he said that, he turned his head and looked into the room with a gentle gaze.
"Also, Shanna likes it when I become a blacksmith."
Auntie Marie sighed again.
"You're a good child, and Shanna is a blessed person..."
Before he could finish, the door opened.
A freckled girl in a coarse, long dress appeared at the door.
The girl's face was thin due to long-term malnutrition.
Surprisingly, the freckled girl's eyes were wide open when she looked at the two people from the door. There was no focus at all.
They were like the eyes of a mechanical puppet.
The girl pushed the door open and faced the side where neither of them was.
"Sam, you're back?"
"I heard Auntie Marie's voice. Auntie Marie, are you there?"
Her tone was as light as a sparrow's.
When Auntie Marie saw this, her heart ached.
"Shanna, I'm here."
When the freckled girl heard the sound, she held onto the wall and turned around carefully.
"Good afternoon, Auntie Marie. Thank you for the olives you sent over last time. They were delicious."
Her eyes were still unfocused.
Auntie Marie stepped forward and supported her.
"If you like them, I'll send more next time."
Then, she turned to look at Sam.
"Your sweetheart went to the blacksmith shop to apply for a job today. They had already hired him. From now on, he will work for the lord. That is a decent job.
"His lordship places great importance on the blacksmith shop."
When the freckled girl heard this, surprise shrouded her face. She turned in the direction of the voice, but she couldn't face Sam.
"Sam, is this true? The blacksmith hired you? You can work for the lord in the future?"
Something suddenly seemed to block Sam's throat.
He nodded vigorously.
"Shanna, that's right! The blacksmith shop has already hired me, and I'll get a salary every month!"
"We don't have to receive any more financial aid from the lord. We can earn our own money to buy food."
The girl clapped her hands excitedly.
"That's great! Sam, I knew you could do it!"
He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said carefully as she spoke.
"They… The lord didn't say anything to you, right?"
Sam shook his head.
"No, Shanna. The master in the blacksmith shop values me very much. They didn't have any objections because I'm missing an arm!"
Auntie Marie felt a lump in her throat when she heard this.
How could it be so easy for an ordinary person with a broken arm to join the highest-ranking blacksmith in Twilight City?
When she thought of this, she felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
They were in Twilight City, not any other city.
The lord and the residents will not discriminate against capable candidates.
"That's right. Sam is capable.
"Don't worry, Shanna. This is Twilight City, under Lord Richard's rule! No one would dare to do such a thing!
"And I'm here. Whoever dares to bully Sam, I'll back them up!"
The girl instantly smiled.
"Thank you, Auntie Marie!"
After Aunt Marie said that, she turned to face Sam again. This time, she finally faced him.
She said in a solemn tone.
"Sam, Twilight City is a territory worth protecting. The lord's kindness to us is more precious than gold.
"Go to the blacksmith's shop and work hard. Contribute to Twilight City and his lordship.
"Without Twilight City, we could have died already in the broken temple.
"We've moved through so many territories, but have you seen that values ordinary residents like Twilight City?
"They did not discriminate or oppress us. They gave us a warm and safe house and enough food...
"This is a huge favor. Without Twilight City, we could have never found a home to live in peace.
"Sam, I know you'd have a better life without me. That's why I hope you can still live well even if I'm not here one day.
"Your talent is not limited to this. You can shine in Twilight City..."
Sam looked at the solemn girl in front of him, and his eyes turned red.
The girl's eyes were still devoid of spirit, but in his eyes, they were as bright as the starry sky.
That night, someone summoned Sam to the Lord's mansion.
Then, the second blacksmith was born in the city.
Before Sam left the Lord's mansion, the young man with only one arm knelt in front of the gate and kowtowed nine times.
He silently swore in his heart that in this life, he would only be for Shanna and Twilight City...
[Ding~ The Axe of the Dead is a medium attack. Twenty days, estimated resources required: 20,000 gold coins, 20,000 units of stone, 100,000 units of iron ore, success rate: 60%.]
Richard was in a good mood while he glanced at the system notification system.
After more than a month, Twilight City finally launched the technological research of the city.
This time, it was no longer the precious Adele who took this heavy responsibility. But the blacksmith master whom she bestowed with the power of a hero–Sam.
Richard was pleasantly surprised to see three of the man's remarkable traits after he summoned him–tenacity, intelligence, and diligence.
Sam has yet to become a hero.
The two residents Richard had previously promoted to heroes only had one characteristic.
It was no wonder Adele thought so highly of him.
Later on, Richard learned that this one-armed blacksmith had lived alone with a blind girl, and it quite touched him.
He had found them in the desert. Before the accident, they had planned to cross the desert of death...
The two physically disabled sweethearts snuggled up to each other and wanted to cross the vast desert.
That feeling made him silent just thinking about it.
The heavens had deprived them of a lot, so he would give them hope again.
After Sam became a hero, his attributes were also quite good.
He now had the attribute bonus of increasing the success rate of research and development by 20%.
Although he was not as outstanding as Adele, he could unquestionably take on the substantial task of developing technology.
After Richard provided the resources for research and development at the blacksmith shop, he returned to the mansion.
As soon as he entered the house, the system notification suddenly rang.
[Ding~ This week is disaster week. It will resurrect the dead. Lords, please be prepared.]
[Ding~ The system has refreshed the troop lairs. Lords, please recruit your soldiers.]
