THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapters 37. Sam the Sword Forger

Sam carved the wood until the installation was complete. Jack just watched with interest. The two did not say a word at all. Finally, after all the staff left, Sam went to the forging room as Jack followed him.

"Will you, if I leave my signature?" Sam asked Jack as they both walked.

"Good." Jack replied, I don't seem to mind at all. Shortly after, they entered the room.

The room was full of the equipment needed for forging and there was a lot of space left even after the equipment was fully installed. Sam inspected all the equipment as he inspected it closely. Then he took out a few formation flags and started laying out the formation and took out some fire element spirit stones and placed them on the formation knot. Soon the room was filled with fire element spiritual energy. Jack simply watched the entire process without interrupting. He really wanted to see what Sam did, an advantage over the others to become a rank 2 weapon craftsman with such a level of cultivation.

After the formation was complete, Sam took out the soil he used on the Artisan examination and began preparing the soil mold for the pattern he made. It looked rectangular and there was a small vertical gap in it. After he finished making the prints, he walked back to the cauldron and then retrieved the Black Meteorite sand. He poured a little into it and began to melt it with golden flames. Jack frowned as he looked at the small amount of ore but did not comment on it. He just kept watching as Sam continued to work on it.

After more than an hour, the sand of the Black meteorite began to melt and immediately turned into liquid. Sam poured the liquid into the mold and put the cauldron back into place. He then took a deep breath and took out a few threads from his storage. This was a thread made by the Heaven Spirit silk moth sutra. It is a property of neutral spiritual energy. He took it out and started picking some of the same length which was about two meters. He put all the threads he took aside and kept the rest.

He moved to the cauldron again and poured another bit of Black meteorite sand. This time it was even less than before. He started melting it and after the ore turned into a perfect liquid, he took one thread from the side and dipped it completely into the molten metal pool. Once the thread is completely submerged in the pool of molten metal. He stretched out his fingers that were currently under the Elemental fusion and picked up the thread by holding the tip carefully and with the other hand he squeezed the thread and squeezed the molten metal dripping onto it whole part length.

* Suffled*Jack took a deep breath as he steadied himself at the sight. After all, it wasn't easy for even the fire element mage to touch the molten metal, but Sam did so without even changing his expression. He was really surprised. Of course, he would because he didn't know that Sam used elemental fusion.

Sam didn't seem to care about what thoughts Jack had in mind, he actually concentrated on the process as he dipped each thread and blackmailed it. He left all the threads to the side and let it cool.

Sam then dug up the soil he used to make molds all over the vacant land and leveled it. Now the floor was like it was made from the ground itself. He built boundaries around the ground.

He took out a bag of Black Meteorite sand again and this time he poured out a third of the bag. Even that amount was a lot because the bag seemed to carry at least thirty kilograms of Sand. He poured out the sand and began to melt it. This time he did not directly use the spiritual energy in his body, but rather he manipulated the fire spiritual energy around caused by the formation he had put down earlier.

He did so because he did not have enough energy to melt all the metals because the Black meteorite was more difficult than processing the Golden Blood tiger bones. Time passed as Sam continued to raise the temperature of the large clump of metal sand and the sunset at that moment began to show signs of melting. Soon, the day darkened and the metal began to melt and by the time it almost completely turned into a fine liquid Sam began to increase its heat. At this moment, Sam was already paled as his vest was soaked in sweat. He cursed himself for not taking it off early. After the metal finally turned into a puddle of liquid, he finally stopped the flame. At this moment the spiritual energy obtained from the formation was completely exhausted and Sam was also in his final process.

After pouring it down, he returned the cauldron to its place, took out some fire spirit stones and began to absorb spiritual energy. After about an hour, Sam opened his eyes and walked towards the thin liquid layer that was now almost hardened but still very hot.

His hand shone in a golden light as the elemental fusion occurred, he then folded the sheet metal exactly in half and took out a hammer as he began to hammer as he placed the sheet metal on a large runway.

Sam now uses an old technique used by Japanese swordsmen in the modern world. He did not know if anyone knew of this technique in this world as there were some popular mythologies in the real world here. But he learned this technique with great difficulty because he was curious about this process. He put in a lot of effort in his previous life to get the last remaining old swordsman who knew the process. Generally, this method is used to make Japanese swords such as katana and wakizashi, tsurugi etc. But after learning this technique he tried and applied it with an ordinary sword and succeeded with some skills. So, he used the same technique that he improved upon.

Sam now applied the heat with one hand and hit it with the other and he folded it in the middle. His armor was nowhere to be seen as he struck it with brute force and technique. In the spacious room of the mansion on the quiet river bank, only the sound of metal crashing into metal could be heard as the floor shook.

Jack had just seen Sam use all his strength to shape the metal, with a newfound respect in his eyes. He understood why Sam was proud of himself. He also understood why Sam was superior to the others, his unconventional technique, his way of doing things differently. Generally, many Craftsmen will hand over excessive physical work to an apprentice or other assistance when they make weapons for others. Even if they did, they would think of the easiest and efficient way to do it. Anyway, anyway, with their status who would question that their method was wrong other than the higher ranked artisans who could but chose to remain silent because they felt that it was below them to interact with the lower rank.

But Sam doesn't behave like that. His seriousness made him think of the request he made. 'I want you to make the best sword you can.' And judging by the scenario, Sam did. Jack looked at Sam thinking that his intuition was right.

Jack's right. Sam tried to make the best sword he could as he made the last two folds and the blade finally formed. Sam hits the unevenness as he makes his blade survive a blow his entire life. After an hour of hammering the sword in various frequencies. Sam raised his sword. He took out a large glass bottle filled with animal blood that he collected at the testing site and then poured it all over his blade evenly. The blood evaporated with a bloody smell and red steam as soon as it hit the blade. Sam used blood to maintain the heat reducing slowly rather than doing it directly with water because he was afraid it would crack and that was why he used blood that also contained a certain amount of spiritual energy. After the steam was gone, Jack could finally see the blade clearly.

Black gives a slight luster under the lighting device in the room. Sam looked at the blood with a satisfied smile. He then placed the knife carefully on the runway and returned to the mold he had made earlier at the beginning of the process. He collapsed the mold and took out a black metal object. Its handle. He cleaned the dirt off the handle and went to the grinding stone as he started. The handle is a circular cross-section that gradually decreases from the bottom. At the intersection there is a complex shape Sam appears randomly to look better on one side and on the other there is a double S symbol.

Sam finished grinding the handle and then heated the gap. He took the sword into his hand and then heated up the pointed bulge at the bottom of the sword that was supposed to go into the handle. He heated the bulge into a red-hot condition where metal smelting was possible.

After joining the hilt, he started grinding the blade slowly and smoothly, with a faint smile on his face. Jack observed the scene and he felt dazed. Sam didn't look like he was grinding a sword, but he was like a parent taking care of a child. He sharpened his blades with great precision and caution as the blades slowly became sharper while leaving behind a metal powder.

Slowly, the night became deeper and deeper and Sam did not seem to notice it at all. If there were another Artisan of the same rank in his place, he would have already fainted. But Sam didn't seem to know fatigue at all as he worked on the sword. When he finally finished, the dawn was only an hour away.

Jack looked at the sword that gave off a sharp aura, just as he was about to extend a hand, Sam gestured for him to stop. Under his puzzled gaze, Sam picked up the sword and picked up the thread he left behind to calm down. Then only Jack remembered the thread dipped in molten metal. The threads were now pitch-black and just as Jack had thought the thread to be a solid cable, he saw it fall like a real thread as Sam picked it up. Jack is confused but Sam is not.

It uses a technique that is widely used in traditional Indian textiles. In India, especially in Kancheepuram Tamilnadu in southern India is quite famous for its traditional Indian saree. They used a technique in which gold was used along with traditional silk to make gold threads from which they made a valuable sari and they generally made it for customary orders or for offerings to goddesses.

Sam uses the same technique to create this thread and of course he won't explain it to Jack. He picked up the thread and then sat down as he placed the sword on his lap. Then he picked up one thread and started rolling it over the handle and by the time the whole handle was finished, there was only a small thread. Sam stood up as he felt the swords all over his body with a satisfied smile. He then instilled his spiritual energy and then swung the sword over the runway. The sword was sharp as it tore through the air and directly passed through the runway. After a few seconds of silence, the top of the runway slides and falls. The sword glittered as the sun rose and a beam of light hit the blade. His blade shone as if showing its prowess as he raised the sword high up in the air.

Sam smiled and slowly fainted on the spot. Jack quickly reacted as he grabbed him and took the sword from his hand. He felt a strange sensation as he held the sword. The sword looked like a ruler that was above all other weapons. When he tried to move it, he felt a faint resistance from it.

He looked at Sam with deep admiration and only saw a satisfied smile on his face as he fell asleep.