Prologue
Ricewater Village.
In the muddy fields of barren land, near so small huts, a figure was squatting in the ground with both his hands sweeping the brown wetland.
The sunlight fell directly on his thin shirt drenched in sweat. Looking at his pitiful figure, the nearby villagers voiced their concerns but he rely replied with a smile telling them not to worry.
"Urgh it should be around here. Found it!"
Holding a bronze coin in his dirty hands, he let out a smile in satisfaction. However, the smile didn't last long. Soon, it was replaced by a frown.
"It looks just like an ordinary bronze coin"
As he was carefully scrutinizing every single detail of the coin, a figure from behind slapped his back.
"Because it is an ordinary bronze coin! Congratulations! You just wasted four hours of your day!"
"Shut up! I have seen Uncle Maclen from the nearest town coming into the village last night accidentally dropping a glowing red-colored coin. What benefit is there for to lie to you?"
"Forget about it, Rewen. Master Kaf would get angry if he sees us slacking off this way. Even our monthly paycheck may also be in danger."
Rewen silently pondered about his friend Sam's words, then casually kept the coin in his pocket before going to the nearby well to clean his appearance.
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Master Kaf was the only blacksmith in the village therefore, he was quite respected. Rewen heard from fellow villagers that Master Kaf was a renowned blacksmith in the city and he had only co to the village sixteen years ago.
"Sixteen years ago, when I ca here, although I was past my pri, my old bones still had the vitality of youth. Now, I have beco nothing more than a naggy old man who is scared to die"
The old man, Master Kaf, sat solemnly on his bed staring at the two filial disciples he had nurtured in the past decade.
Rewen felt a slight heartache looking at the man he treated both as a master as well as a father figure in his life. Rewen lived with his mother. He was not always without a father. He had lived the first five years of his life with his parents. In his sixth year, his mother was cornered by so wild creatures. Incidentally, his father was a hunter and was returning to his ho when he saw ten-so wild creatures ready to devour his wife. In an attempt to save his mother, he died.
The part which affected Rewen the most was that his mother went to the forest in search of sweet berries because he was throwing a tantrum that day. Whenever he thought of this incident, he just couldn't help but feel extrely guilty.
"Please instruct us!" Sam and Rewen shouted in unison. They both had a rare solemn look on their face because they knew that today was their last day as a blacksmith apprentice.
Master Kaf smiled calmly. "My only instruction to both of you is to make the
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