"With the remaining ti, I can refine 30 more weapons,"
While walking to Alaster's weapon refining room, Henrick muttered to himself thinking that even if it would help his master even a little, it would be a good thing.
That's right!
In the starting batch refinents, it took Henrick around 30 minutes; however, with each refinent, he started using the ti very carefully and found many ways to reduce the weapon refining ti.
By the ti he reached the 5th or 6th successful batch refinent, he was able to refine a batch refinent around 20 minutes.
So, in an hour, he could refine three batch refinents with each consisting of exactly 10 weapons.
'Currently, this batch refinent is only in the initial stages; however, I wonder, how many weapons I can refine in a single batch in the future,'
Thinking about it, Henrick beca excited as he sped up to Alaster's weapon refining room.
'How should I go inside?'
Without Alaster's permission, Henrick could not enter the weapon refining room because it was blocked by an invisible barrier.
'Aargh'
Unknowingly, he slamd into a barrier and he was forced back a couple of steps.
"Henrick, is that you?"
As soon as he touched the barrier earlier, Alaster could sense soone was trying to enter his room and he could guess who it was.
Alaster finished refining a rank 3 weapon and ca out of his weapon refining room while thinking, 'Maybe, he must be tired and he wants to go back ho.'
Actually, Alaster liked Henrick very much from the start because unlike his forr disciple, Henrick gave full respect to the sect leader Gamos.
Just with a single reply from Henrick when they first t, Alaster wanted to take him as half disciple.
Later, he tested him with the weapon refining's basic test and found out that Henrick had an average talent.
However, that didn't bother him because as long as a disciple was sincere enough and learned everything from the master, he could be successful in that specific path.
Unexpectedly, just earlier, he found out Henrick's talent in weapon refining was top notch and he could go greater heights than himself.
'So what if I was kicked out of the weapon hall? I can still teach him,'
It's been so long that Alaster was this excited as he exited the weapon refining room and saw Henrick who was having a slight smile on his face.
"You can go and take a rest,"
Alaster had ntally prepared to say this; however, he felt his words didn't suit the current Henrick who was not tired in a single bit.
"Master, I ca here to ask for a few more tal blocks for refining,"
Henrick didn't waste any ti as he directly ca to the point.
Every minute he wasted here would make him delay his refinent process.
"Sure,"
Alaster didn't waste any ti as he gave another storage ring to Henrick with the sa amount of tal blocks.
"I will see you in an hour, master,"
As soon as he finished his words, Henrick rushed into his weapon refining room.
'Haha'
Alaster didn't worry about the deal or his vice leader position anymore because he was happy because he had finally found a talented disciple with respect towards his master.
Soon, he went back into the weapon refining to refine the weapons at his own pace.
…..
After one hour,
"Alaster, you only have 5 minutes before you could submit 70 percent of the weapons. If you can't …..,"
"Stop shouting like a b*stard at this hour of the night,"
Exactly one hour after Henick went into his weapon refining room, a loud voice resounded in the weapon hall.
However, before that voice could finish the sentence, Alaster ca out of his weapon refining room and scoffed at the cultivators in the main hall of the weapon hall.
In the main hall, Elder Lang, Master Marcel and his disciples were having extrely angry expressions on their faces.
At the sa ti, Louis and three other disciples were shocked because the usually calm Alaster called their master 'B*stard'.
It was their first ti soone called him that.
"Damn you...Alaster. Are you drunk or what?"
Master Marcel was unable to suppress his anger as he released the pressure from his body and asked Alaster.
"Huh? You want to fight?"
There was not a single bit of panic in Alaster as he calmly walked towards Master Marcel and continued saying, "Did you already forget who used to win in our duels? Be it weapon refining or cultivation? It was ...Haha,"
Alaster started laughing as he walked towards Master Marcel.
'Damn it...damn it...damn it,'
Master Marcel was so angry that he continued to curse Alaster as he finally retracted his cultivation pressure which made Elder Lang and his disciples heave a sigh of relief.
"What an ungrateful b*stard you are? It was my father who gave you everything you are currently having. If not for him, you would not be here,"
Finally, after calming himself down, Master Marcel said to Alaster in a calm tone.
The onlookers were shocked to learn these things as they looked at Alaster to confirm whether Master Marcel was telling the truth or not.
Actually, except for the elders, guardians and sect leader Gamos, no one else knows about the elders' past.
"Haha...yes. It was thanks to your father I was able to take all the charges of the weapon hall even though you are the leader of the weapon hall,"
Alaster didn't disagree with Master Marcel's words and counted him with so simple words that made Master Marel even angrier.
'You...'
Master Marcel was unable to say anything as he clenched his fists as he thought, 'What the heck happened with him?'
Usually, Alaster was the most peaceful cultivator in the entire outer sect and no matter how much Master Marcel troubled him, he would find a way and not return the trouble to Master Marcel.
However, today, all of sudden, not only his tone but his attitude also changed which made Master Marcel feel sothing was not right here.
"Speaking of begging, it was you, who begged to refine weapons which your father asked you to do and when I refined that weapon for you, you bragged in front of your father; however, you father already knew it was who refined the weapon because he didn't have much hope in you becoming a high-level weaponsmith..."
"When we were 20 years old, you begged …..,"
"When 21….,"
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Alaster didn't stop speaking as he continued to say everything that happened in the past and how many tis this so-called master marcel begged him in the past.
With each event that Alaster said to Master Marcel, the respect that Louis and others were having towards their master continued to decrease and speechlessly looked at him.
'Oh. No wonder, Master Gamos had high regards for Master Alaster,'
Just when Alaster started explaining things, Henrick ca out of his weapon refining room and heard everything before thinking back to his master's words.
'Looks like Master Alaster had finished the weapons. That's why he was venting his anger on them,'
Henrick thought in his head as he continued to watch the show.
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