Ranker Who Lives Twice

Translator: HH Editor: HH

“Well, I don’t really have anything to give to visitors. Drink this instead.”

Henova sat Yeon-woo down and placed a mug on the table. The newly roasted coffee was steaming.

Yeon-woo accepted the mug and looked around.

It was definitely different than last time.

The dusty table was now shining with new tools and the floor glowed like he had just finished cleaning it.

There were a lot of new weapons.

“A lot has changed.”

The Henova Yeon-woo knew wasn’t someone who was neat and tidy like this.

Did someone help him?

Henova sat down opposite of him with his short legs and snorted.

“Do you remember the fellas you fought with last time?”

“Are you talking about Night Watch?”

A dark clan that sometimes messed up Henova’s smithy on the orders of Red Dragon.

Yeon-woo had warned them to take care of the smithy.

“They sometimes come and clean things up. Why they’re being so annoying, I don’t know. I’m already going crazy from the fact that rumors of me joining the dark clan have spread. Crazy bastards.”

It seemed like they had been continuing to help him out without being ordered to.

“So have you reopened shop?”

“Since there’s nothing else for me to do anyway. I started it because I was bored.”

But there were too many things he was working on to say it was because he was bored.

Yeon-woo thought it was obvious.

Henova was actually one of the top 5 most skilled artisans in the Tower, although people avoided him because of his relation to Arthia.

It was only strange that such a person’s store was empty until now.

And before Arthia, Henova used to make items that were so expensive almost no one could buy them.

So even now, with his shop opened again, he only took small jobs, and seemed to be working on those.

“But when did you come down?”

“It hasn’t been long.”

“You made quite the ruckus these days.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Humph! Why are you being so humble, unlike your normal self? Just act as you normally do.”

Perhaps because he had come with a heavy heart, it felt like there was a distance between them that wasn’t there before.

Henova pounded on the metal on the table like he felt it too. He was frowning the entire time, and his forehead stayed creased.

Then he cleared the remaining sparks and narrowed his eyes.

“If you came to ask how I was doing, just go back. You don’t need to spend time here.”

Yeon-woo scratched his cheek awkwardly.

It was difficult to ask about Bahal directly. And it was hard to tell what Henova was thinking since he didn’t express himself that well.

So while he was lost in thought, something else came to his mind.

Hanryeong. He needed nine swords to give to him. What was in Intrenian definitely wasn’t enough.

So he asked.

“I want to request for a sword, is that possible?”

***

“Length?”

“I think this much is enough.”

“Material?”

“There’s nothing I’m looking for in particular. But I just want it to be sturdier than most.”

“So the ridiculously sturdier the better?”

“Yes.”

“Then why don’t you look for a club then, why are you asking for a sword?”

“But I want it to be sharp as well. At least of a high sword level.”

“What? A high sword?”

“Is that too difficult? Mm. I heard that you were one of the top 5 artisans from Seseungnim…..I guess it’s harder for you now considering your age.”

“This bastard! Why the heck are you talking about my age? Are your eyes just for decoration? Can’t you see these muscles?”

“They’re so small that I can’t really see.”

“This guy is still?”

The distance felt at the beginning was quickly closed.

Yeon-woo mischievously teased Henova like in the past and Henova jumped up and down while screaming in anger.

And when he asked for nine of the swords to be made, Henova made an incredulous expression.

“What? Nine?”

“I guess it’s too much.”

“This bastard, I’m not that old yet! Aside from that, why do you need so much? Are you trying to set up a store?”

“No, sir.”

“Then why do you need so many? A guy that can’t even deal with swords properly?”

Henova looked at Yeon-woo incredulously.

He had seen many players over time, and in his eyes, Yeon-woo was somewhat skilled, but lacking to be considered a ‘master.’

So he didn’t understand why he needed so many different high level swords of different types and styles.

And Yeon-woo had Vigrid and the Magic Bayonet that didn’t fall short even when compared to other artifacts.

Looking at them now, it seemed like they were taken care of properly. That meant he was using the skills he taught him.

But why?

“Just because I need it. But I guess it’s too much to ask of you.”

“This bastard, until the end…..!”

Henova clenched his fist and trembled. Then he whipped over to the table again and lit the fire.

He still had the amazing ability to make someone feel extremely annoyed.

Henova set up the pipe and calmed himself down. It would only hurt him if he let himself be affected by Yeon-woo’s words.

And that was what he said after visiting in a while. Not even asking how he was doing. He thought he was quite an unchanging character.

Breathing out the smoke, Henova slowly opened his mouth again.

“Is it a rush order?”

“The faster the better.”

“Then. 10 days.”

“…..?”

Looking at the confused Yeon-woo, Henova frowned in response.

“Come back in 10 days, you fool.”

Yeon-woo’s eyes widened.

Making nine swords, especially those that were high level wasn’t an easy task. It was difficult to even make one a day.

“Is that possible? You’re probably behind on other jobs too…..”

“Humph. What I accept first is up to me. I’m deciding the orders to make my items, so who’s gonna give me shit? If they don’t like it, they can just take it back.”

Yeon-woo bitterly smiled because it was so like Henova. And on one side, he was grateful that Henova was trying to help him like this.

“Thank you.”

“Humph! Are you really?”

“Then since you’re already at it, I’ll request another sword breaker. It won’t make much of a difference adding one more, right?”

“This bastard!?”

After belatedly speaking about Shanon’s weapon, Henova grabbed the back of his head.

“Don’t be too excited. You’re at the age where it might be dangerous for you.”

“Ughhh. This bastard really until the end.”

Henova ground his teeth. On the edge of his pipe, there were bite marks.

Then he asked more detailedly about the ten swords Yeon-woo asked for and Yeon-woo delivered the wishes of Shanon and Hanryeong from the Black Bracelet.

And Henova got out paper to draw out plans.

Yeon-woo was able to more easily ask for specific requests with it.

And after they were done, the sun had already set.

“Sheesh, you said there was nothing to it but why do you have so many requests? I’ve never seen such a meticulous guy like you.”

Henova shook his head looking at the filled paper.

But his gaze was strange.

Unlike other customers who just asked for artifacts with the best options, all the swords Yeon-woo asked for had their unique style.

And they weren’t simple high level swords.

Black Magic Sword, and others.

If he made them according to his instructions, it was clear they would be monstrous.

Thinking that he would be able to make something interesting, Henova could feel his hands itching.

Usually, masters or high rankers asked for these kinds of detailed swords.

He was curious how Yeon-woo knew about these.

“Is ten days really enough?”

“Ten days and two more! There’s a lot of strange weight measurements. Come then.”

“Yes, sir. Understood. Thank you. For the fee…..”

“Leave it somewhere there and leave.”

Henova lit a fire as if he was already planning to make the sword. He waved at Yeon-woo to leave.

Yeon-woo slightly smiled, and left a pocket on a nearby table.

It was filled with rare jewels.

Everything inside Intrenian was expensive. It was more than enough to make the swords he asked of him.

‘It’s a relief he seems to be doing well.’

Yeon-woo breathed out a sigh in relief seeing that he couldn’t see Bahal’s shadow on Henova.

And when he was quietly opening the door to leave.

“Oh, also.”

“…..?”

He paused when Henova spoke.

Looking back, Henova was fixed on the metal and didn’t even look at him.

“You don’t have to come and make a mess in the future. At this age, farewell is normal. Don’t bother me by coming next time.”

“…..”

Yeon-woo slightly widened his eyes. And he bowed his head and quietly left the smithy.

That night.

Henova hung a sign on the door.

Closed.

Not accepting customers for the time being.

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