All-Master Player Of The Academy [EN]: Chapter 22

11. What Can’t You Do? – 2

“Instructor Skrandar, am I doing this right?”

“Uh, uh! Y-yes! Like that!”

He gave a perfunctory answer to the student and hurried over.

-Thud!! Thud!!

‘Beautiful.’

The folding method is a technique used to fold metal to evenly distribute its properties in a stable manner.

However, humans can’t easily do it.

This is because they can’t accurately measure the components mixed in the metal.

Dwarves.

Such precise measurement is impossible unless it’s a blacksmith with a lot of experience, like Skrandar.

But a human…

Even a young student was doing it accurately.

‘This guy…!’

He’s someone I’ve never seen before.

He definitely came to the metallurgy class for the first time today.

But how can he do this?

As Skrandar stared blankly, Ian raised the tongs.

‘That’s definitely right, isn’t it?’

Among Ian’s many lives, there was, of course, a blacksmith.

So, he could do this process just by eyeballing it, without a measuring instrument.

-Ting!! Ting! Thud! Thud! Ting!

Heated the twisted iron with constant force and hammered it again.

Added coke [a fuel with high carbon content] to add more carbon, heated it, and hammered it.

He carefully made an iron ingot, adding various other materials that were available little by little.

He hammered for a while, put it back in the furnace, folded it again, twisted it, and hammered it.

Added a little more material.

Ian, who folded and hammered the iron ingot to completion, frowned slightly.

‘As expected, the super-strong method is better than the folding method.’

It’s a metal used in spaceships that roam the universe.

It’s the best metal in all the worldviews Ian has experienced, and manufacturing it here is possible, but the preparation process isn’t easy.

‘Let’s use what we have for now, collect materials, and make it later. Where do I get the materials?’

‘What about the other materials?’

Kirke told him the location of quite a few materials and facilities.

Certainly, perhaps because his level had increased, the information gathering was more detailed.

‘They are scattered all over the continent. It will take forever to collect the materials, and it won’t be easy to get the facilities.’

Ian, who was talking to Kirke, turned his head slightly.

Instructor Skrandar was staring at him.

“…What’s your name?”

“Ian Brandon.”

After hearing his answer, Skrandar took Ian’s tongs and examined the lump.

Then he put it down and asked.

“Can you do metallurgy?”

“I can make almost anything.”

“I guess so. Good. Ian, you don’t need to come to class anymore. I’ll give you a perfect score.”

“Oh?!!”

“Wh, what?!!”

He was recognized just one day after entering.

While the students were surprised, Skrandar continued calmly.

“But if you want, I’ll lend you the furnace. Come and use it whenever you need it.”

To be recognized by a dwarf for making just one iron ingot.

The students looked at Ian with wonder.

“Is that Ian?”

“I heard he knocked down Acewyn in one hit?”

“And he was ranked 1st in the intermediate level of the last written exam.”

“I heard he caught the owner of the Bobild Dungeon alone?”

“Wow. What can’t he do? I thought he was just good at fighting.”

Listening to their whispers, Skrandar looked at Valla, a student next to Ian.

In Valla’s hand, who was grinning, was a poorly made iron lump.

“Valla, you have supplementary classes.”

After seeing Ian’s work just now, it feels like my eyes are rotting.

Skrandar raised the hammer and struck the iron lump he had made with all his might.

At that moment, the iron lump he had painstakingly made was cut in half.

“Ahhh! No!!”

“If you make a weapon with that iron, it will break while you are making it. The iron ore from the south and the iron ore from the north have different components. If you refine it in the same way as it was used in the south, it will become even weaker.”

‘The iron ore components in the south and north are different?’

There was no mention of this in the books I saw in the library.

While Ian was amazed, Valla was depressed.

“Ugh… Our tribe said this would work…”

“In the tribe? Aren’t your tribe nomads?”

“Ah, we don’t just do nomadic things, we also do mining and smelting.”

“Oh ho. Then you can send some iron ore, right?”

“Why? Do you need it?”

When Ian nodded, Valla smiled brightly.

“Then let’s go together after class today.”

* * *

After volunteering at the Temple of the Sun after class, Ian left the academy.

When he stood in a place connected to the back alley, not the ordinary market in the village, Blanche grabbed his nose.

“Why are you coming to a place like this? Ugh, the smell.”

There was sewage here and there on the side of the road, and trash was scattered around.

As if to prove that it was a shabby area, there were people who looked like vagrants sitting here and there in the alley.

As Blanche complained unhappily while receiving their cold gazes, Valla was dumbfounded.

“I didn’t tell you to come.”

“Uh-huh. Shouldn’t I go with my friend on the way? And I promised to play with Ian first today.”

As Blanche said proudly, Valla frowned.

“Can’t you play later?”

Valla also needs to learn metallurgy from Ian.

He made a desperate expression, but Blanche didn’t even look at him.

“Damn it.”

“You should have made an appointment first if you’re upset.”

While the two were growling at each other, Ian looked around.

“Hey, Valla, where should we go?”

“Ah, we have to go inside.”

As Valla walked, Ian followed him.

The bad smell gets stronger.

Myae went all the way into Ian’s pocket and didn’t even stick her head out.

“Mya… Myamya…”

Myae must have wanted to get out of this street quickly.

He patted his pocket lightly and passed through the dirty alley, and a street that looked like a market street appeared.

A dagger with missing teeth.

Even cracked porcelain or withered herbs.

Various junk items were laid out on the street stalls to be sold.

Blanche, who was looking around, was dumbfounded.

“Who buys this kind of trash?”

“The lower class buys it. This is still okay because it’s near the academy.”

There is no such market in the places where the lower classes of other territories live.

Where is the market?

They just steal and use everything.

“Do you know too?”

“Of course…”

There were such areas in Brandon territory without even going to another world.

“I’m glad there isn’t one in Auden territory.”

“It’s a place where people live, so wouldn’t there be an area where the lower classes live? You grew up well, so you probably didn’t see it.”

“Yeah, yeah. Our Blanche grew up very well.”

As Ian and Valla each said a word, Blanche blushed slightly.

At that time, a large man with a fierce face passed by Blanche and bumped into him.

“Keep your eyes open when you walk!”

Ian grabbed his arm, twisted it, and returned the money pouch in his hand to Blanche.

“If you’re going to pickpocket, do it properly. It’s all visible.”

“Aaaagh!! Ack!!”

-Crack!!

Ian mercilessly broke his arm.

He staggered and fell, then Ian strongly trampled on the face of the man and looked around at the surprised people.

“What are you looking at?”

At his cold words, people quickly turned their gazes away.

“How did you know?”

Blanche, who almost lost his money pouch, kicked the fainted man.

“I saw it.”

Pickpocketing skills are useful in many worlds, so he has mastered them to almost a master level.

So, he just easily discovered such clumsy hand movements.

Ian said nonchalantly and threw the fainted man into the alley.

If he’s lucky, he’ll survive and end up crippled.

If he’s unlucky?

Ian saw the vagrants dragging the fallen man into the alley.

They will probably beat the man to death and take everything he has.

“That guy is an unlucky case.”

Blanche was bitter at his words.

“Hey, I don’t know if we should keep being in a place like this. Valla, let’s go quickly.”

“Follow me.”

Valla moved with Ian and Blanche.

He skillfully found his way and stopped in front of a small shop.

“Here it is.”

“Camel of the Fredor Plains.”

“It refers to a large plain in the south. Merchants in the south travel with camels.”

Valla explained simply and opened the door.

Inside, a middle-aged man with slightly tanned skin was carefully wiping the items with a cloth.

“Oh my~ Young master! Welcome!”

“Young master?”

“Huhu, I am the son of the chief of the Kilhart tribe, the largest tribe in the south.”

Ian and Blanche looked at him with surprised eyes.

“Why, are you surprised?”

“I’m very surprised that a tribe chief’s son is in this shape.”

“The future of the Kilhart tribe is bleak. I’m so glad you’re not the successor.”

As the two beat him with facts, Valla frowned.

“Anyway, this is a place like an office where I receive goods from the south. Uncle, do you have any iron ore you brought?”

“Yes, yes! Of course, I do.”

He pulled out a large box from the inside.

“It is high-quality Briden iron ore from the south.”

“Briden…”

‘Is this the best of the southern ores?’

Ian looked at the ore here and there.

Even to his eyes, it looked a little different from the iron ore he used at the academy.

“But there is no information about this iron ore in the academy’s library, right?”

“Well, since the distance between the north and the south is far, it seems that the information is not perfect.”

I can’t say anything since the Vlad Empire, located in the central part of the continent, is in control.

Ian put the Briden iron ore in a container and muttered.

“Should I go to the Imperial Academy…”

At Ian’s words, the two were horrified.

“What are you talking about? The guys at the Imperial Academy are really trash.”

“That’s right, that’s right. Ugh, they are complete aristocrats… And there probably won’t be much data from the north there, right?”

It’s like there isn’t much southern data in the academy.

As Valla spoke, Ian nodded roughly and picked up the iron ore.

“No, I’m also an aristocrat, so I don’t think aristocracy is particularly bad…”