Academy Student With 999 Speed

74 – Oops my hand slipped (1)

Tram Smith.

For old people like me, who have stuck to this game to the end, it’s a name that really makes my teeth tremble just by hearing it.

If you hear that line and think of someone from N Game, you can probably think of it as a similar category.

In ‘The Life of Arhan’, there is almost no means of talent, so it is inevitable to enter the repetitive work of diligently going around the dungeon, going around, and going around again and again to get all these supplies.

However, there was a bastard who lived the originality of all the dead people who destroyed all his efforts with a single hammering, so it can be called that Tram Smith.

Listening up to this point, you may not be able to see him as just such a crazy NPC.

For general users, ‘Isn’t it just a matter of asking another artisan?’ It seems like a useless worry that can be skipped over.

The problem is that this guy belongs to the finest artisans.

Most of the weapons and equipment that this guy creates, strengthens, or repairs are composed of at least semi-final level items.

Therefore, of course, the amount of materials and credits that go into it is inevitable.

And befitting that level, there are separate options attached to the equipment he makes or strengthens, and even some equipment can only be left to him, so even though I know it will explode, I cry and eat mustard to entrust my precious equipment to the tram. I have no choice but to

If I were to list the things I suffered from it, there are countless of them, but if I were to pick the most angry time, it would definitely be when I made the equipment.

At that time, for the first time, I set foot in the content of the deceased person called the end item, and I spent a lot of time preparing the materials for him and commissioned him to make equipment.

And while waiting for completion, what I heard was just two lines of text.

[Oops, unfortunately, there seems to be a problem with the manufacturing process.]

[I’m sorry. The production request failed.]

“…….? What kind of nonsense is this?

After that, I waited a few more minutes, but when I spoke to him again.

“Oh, you must be a guest. Do you need anything?”

“………”

“I, the world’s greatest blacksmith, leave it to Tram.”

“Did you forget something, this f*ck? Where are my weapons … !!!”

No matter how angry he gets, he’s just a digital mass.

Likewise, the materials containing my efforts, which were only data, were disassembled into thin air, and I even tried to post on the community in an absurd situation.

And that’s what I found in the community.

[Lord, I am sending you another one today…..]

[Uh, Newbykun. Welcome.]

[This is everyday life here…]

It was the tears of countless victims, their evaporated efforts and their sympathetic eyes.

And only then did I realize.

My grievances are only minor.

How much time has passed since then?

Now, even though he had become possessed by the game, he still couldn’t forget the incident.

But you have to see him here too?

Is there no one other than him who can handle my weapon?

I’m going crazy.

“Something seems very upsetting, but is there something wrong?”

“No. Whoa…… So. How should I meet this person? Even if I see him like this, I don’t think he will ever meet an academy cadet because he is a famous craftsman.”

“Hmm… I feel like I’m being sarcastic about something, but I can solve that problem.”

Apart from that, it is impossible not to meet.

Right now, there shouldn’t be any big problems with using the gauntlet, but it would be a bit daunting even if you set it as a second year standard.

You don’t know yet? Tram Smith is also a master craftsman who demonstrates his extraordinary skills here.

“It must have been the guy’s grandfather. There was a guy who came here saying he would become stronger without walking the path of an artisan.”

“That means… Grandpa would have died at the same age as he is now…”

“That’s right. But isn’t there such a thing as a teacher-teacher relationship? If you tell me my name, they will definitely understand.”

Umm…

How could he be such an unreliable person, or a soul?

“Wait a minute. Did Master have a name in the first place? I’ve never heard of it.”

“Huh? Was it? I never taught you a name.”

Oh my god.

To know the master’s name, which was always displayed only as [Master].

If you keep coming out like this, it’s a disgrace from a gamer’s point of view.

“Listen carefully. ‘Dawn’. That’s my name.”

“‘A woman…?”

“I’m not sure how that sounds to you, but if that sounds like it, then that’s my name.”

Dawn, dawn.

A country without aesthetic sense I don’t know, but I think it’s a pretty beautiful name.

I don’t think his behavior matches his name.

Well, there were times when even Master would show that kind of side. Mainly in games.

With such stupid thoughts, I finished the day’s training.

In the end, I had no choice but to visit him.

I assure you, while swearing that if he breaks my weapon, he will become an assassin with a speed of 999 and go looking for it.

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A place overflowing with workshops of various blacksmiths and artisans.

Holy Land Govene.

Among those countless people, Tram Smith’s workshop was located in the center where only craftsmen recognized by many Guardians gather.

Unlike the state-of-the-art buildings around him, his studio, which still has the shape of a blacksmith’s rugged but sturdy structure, was filled with only the sound of hammering today without fail.

And one noise that cuts in between the hammering.

“Tram! Tram Smith!”

“Ha, I’ve definitely warned you not to come in while I’m working.”

“What’s the work? It’s obvious that you’re doing something stupid again. I heard you failed to strengthen the customer’s weapon the other day?”

“…….”

“More than that, there is someone who has come to see you.”

I was a little annoyed at the voice of my old friend interrupting me, but I had nothing to say in return.

His skill is like that of a dice. When a 6 is drawn, he creates masterpieces that will last a century, but when a 1 is thrown, the weapon is destroyed even during reinforcement work.

Because of that, he was a master craftsman who was highly liked and disliked among many guardians.

“There was always someone looking for me. So, what’s the fuss again?”

“That’s Kim Ga-sok. He’s the guy who served as the head of the first year at Celtic Academy this time.”

“……Cadet? Ha, why did you make a fuss at a young child?”

“But he said that he named it ‘Dawn’ and brought ‘a weapon that no one but you can touch’. Doesn’t it interest you a bit?”

Dawning…?

I vaguely remember it.

If I can’t remember well, it probably wasn’t that important.

But the words after that bother me.

A weapon that only I can wield.

At that level, there would be nothing but masterpieces when the highest potential was released.

At least a cadet has that much weapon?

No matter how much the evaluation went back and forth, he was positioned as the best craftsman.

Originally, it was a meeting he would not have welcomed, but his curiosity as a craftsman began to lead him.

“….. Okay. Let’s talk about it. So, where is the kid?”

“In the waiting room right in front of you.”

As he said, there was nothing to do,

Wouldn’t it be bad to play with the kid’s rhythm once in a while.

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“So, are you the guy named Ga-sok Kim who found me?”

It came out.

Tram Smith.

Look at that scolded expression.

His expression is full of self-confidence, as if he is a genius.

The moment I met him face-to-face, my favorite swords and treasured items that had been destroyed and ruined by him until now began to overlap.

At that moment, I was so furious that I almost threw my fist.

‘Whoa…. Calm down. Whether it’s rice that makes porridge or not, you should try bumping into it. Right now, he’s the first and I’m the second.’

“Yes, it is.”

“You’re a real kid. Besides, it’s not even funny that his name is Acceleration.”

But what about this bastard?

“So, there’s no need to drag on the story. Where is the weapon you mentioned?”

“I’ll show you now.”

I took out the [Vision Gauntlet] From my chest and showed it to him.

At first, even Tram didn’t seem to understand what kind of weapon it was.

“What the hell is this weapon, why did you come to me?”

“It’s called the [Arcane Gauntlet]. My master said the only craftsman who could handle it was Mr. Tram Smith…”

“Vision…? Take a look.”

In an instant, the tram began to take a closer look at the gauntlet.

His eyes began to widen, and then he handed the gauntlet back to me and continued the conversation with a stiff expression.

“…..Yes, it’s a vision. A rotten old man…….”

“…….”

“Dawn is the name of your teacher, right?”

“Yes.”

“Whoa….. Yes, it’s as you said. My family is the only lunatic in my family who deals with something so bizarre.”

Oh, fortunately, they seem to recognize it to some extent.

“It’s a vision… I don’t know how I got this ancient skill, but I can assure you. Currently, I’m the only one who can handle it.”

“That means…”

“Personally, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Vision, so I’m a bit curious.”

The atmosphere started to flow better than expected.

Originally, I thought of a picture of being rejected at the door, but that guy seems to be a better guy than I thought.

“Let me ask you, is that weapon a treasured item or a precious one?”

“It may not be a treasured item…But it is still a very important weapon to me.”

“Really? I understand how you feel.”

After saying that, Tram Smith turned around and headed to the studio.

“In that case… I can’t believe it…!”

“Yes, the request is cancelled. Get out.”

“Thank you……. Yes?”

“What are you doing? I’m not leaving. I’m busy.”

Bang!

“………Huh?”

Since the situation ended so quickly, I can’t turn my head properly.

I… Am I kicked out now?