Nial passed the Master Runicier test without a question.
While Levandor and the other blacksmiths were busy trying to fix the ss the Lecasmir Spear's attack had caused, Beran and Nial were busy finishing forging the last two perfectly purified Lecasmir Spears.
After Nial witnessed the terrific potential of Lecasmir tal, he found a few ways to make full use of them. It was important for him to make sure that the attacks created with the runic constellations could be controlled properly. If there was no control, it would beco cumberso to fight properly, and an astray attack could hurt innocent bystanders. That was not what Nial wanted to happen.
Thus, he spent a little bit more ti engraving the runic constellations onto the other two Lecasmir Spears.
Once he was done both Levandor and Beran ended up staring at the young human Original with complicated expressions.
"Is he really just 22 years old? I've never seen a human with such terrifying talent," Beran spoke in all honesty and Levandor could only nod his head.
"Even prodigies of the Keril race are hardly as talented as Nial when it cos to engraving runic constellations. But the weirdest thing is that it looks like he visualizes the effect he wants his combo of runic constellations to have before engraving them using his instincts and logic.
He combines the runic constellations precisely and attains the desired effect easily. His knowledge has to be quite advanced to achieve that, and I don't even want to imagine what exactly is going on in his mind…" Levandor further added, marveling at the potential of the blind youth in front of him as he continued, "...and he is a better Runicier than I am after years of practice…that's ridiculous."
Beran looked at Levandor with a faint smile and he patted the small Keril's back to back him up. However, he couldn't help but feel a little bit astonished.
"Didn't you say that you will soon beco a Grandmaster Runicier? Does that an that this young brat will beco a Grandmaster before the age of 30?" Beran couldn't help but hide his curiosity and his mind began to spin.
"If he works hard enough, maybe he will beco a Grandmaster Runicier even before he turns 25…" Levandor revealed and he sighed deeply afterward, not believing what he had just said.
Nial had finished his work before he tested out the lowest form of all runic constellations. They had all the [Command Release] runic constellations engraved to make sure that only one person could wield them properly. This was also a ans to make sure that nobody could steal their weapon and use it afterward.
He gave Levandor the spears before he started to pat Ryu, who chirped out in joy. The wingless Gryphon was fed up of being confined to the proximity of the Hall of Forging and Nial would leave the hall with him once he received what he ca for.
"How long will it take until the Certificate is completed? If it takes a few days, I can co back later," Nial said while doubting that it would take more than a few minutes to finish preparing the certificate.
Levandor looked at Nial with a complicated expression, not saying anything for a minute.
"I already finished the certificate. Take it and leave your contacts if you're willing to sell the three Lecasmir Spears. We will do a magicule transaction using your contact. Your insignia will update you about the change of your finances!" He explained after a while, just for Nial to nod his head.
He knew how the magicule transactions worked because it was pretty similar to online banking. His insignia was connected to his contact details and one could make invoices as long as one had all the necessary data to complete the transaction.
Nial handed Levandor all the necessary information before he thanked Beran and Levandor for their help in the last 28 or so hours. Beran was an exceptional blacksmith and Levandor had been very calm while talking to him.
He had been very lucky to et these two for his test and Nial was thankful for that.
Nonetheless, there was no ti for him to waste. He returned to the Guild hall and approached the very sa receptionist he had left less than 30 hours ago.
"It took a few more hours than expected but please upgrade my Adventurer rank!" Nial said while handing the receptionist his Master Runicier certificate.
It was an original and authentic copy and was even signed by both a Master Runicier and the Archmaster Runicier of the Runicier association. This caused the receptionist to look at Nial with squinted eyes before a deep frown appeared on his face.
'He really did it? Did he fake his age? That shouldn't be possible…but how did he attract the attention of the Archmaster Runicier? The bet in the Colosseum? Maybe…' The receptionist had nurous thoughts flashing through his mind but there was no answer.
He was really not sure what had happened and by looking at Nial, he couldn't help but feel that sothing was wrong. If one ignored the fact that Nial was completely blind and had silver hair, he looked rather ordinary.
Maybe he was more on the handso side for a human but one wouldn't feel overly shocked when facing Nial. He didn't really have an overwhelming presence that caused anyone to feel shocked while observing him from afar.
At least, that was what the receptionist thought when looking at Nial. Little did he know that there was sothing far more dangerous and hidden behind the seemingly ordinary appearance, sothing unfathomable…sothing that should have never been unveiled.
"I finished updating your rank, and I've unlocked the mission for Runiciers in your catalog. You can now see missions up to Rank C and Runicier missions!" the Receptionist said respectfully and Nial smiled at him.
He opened the catalog, scanned through it, and found sothing shocking.
"So many contribution points…" Nial mumbled, realizing that Runicier missions provided a trendous amount of contribution points, especially if one created a custom Tier-2 runic armant.
There weren't many Master Runiciers in Alliance City yet, let alone Jundra because the required mana control and aptitude was sothing only beings at the Mid Deux rank were supposed to be capable of.
And even if one was at the Mid Deux rank, there were not too many Originals, who were capable of comprehending how to create Tier-2 runic armants, let alone customized runic armants that required complex runic constellations, or various combinations of runic constellations!
"I should really start a small workshop, or hire one or two aspiring blacksmiths and an alchemist to earn a huge fortune with all the missions out there…" Nial mumbled, trying to grasp just how many contribution points he could acquire by creating a few runic armants every week.
Most beings were not in possession of any runic armants when they erged on Jundra. The possession of runic armants with them, while they crossed the world bridges, increased the burden on them, and other ans to leave their own planet to appear on the Origin.
If it were other places, it may not be troubleso but Jundra's mana awakening hadn't happened too long ago, and permanently activated world bridges didn't work yet.
The planet took its ti to saturate itself first before anything else. Thus, it would take a while before enough mana to empower all world bridges and other ans of long-range teleportation would have been accumulated.
Until then, everyone would have to erge on Jundra with only a few belongings if they were not privileged enough to take everything they needed with them.
And for that reason, Runiciers were in high demand, especially those who could create customized high-tiered runic armants!
They were all busy creating runic armants, which increased the price of the commissions as only those who bid most were picked under normal circumstances.
The demand was extraordinarily high but there was no way to provide adequate supply. This was even more difficult if one were to consider that more and more beings were entering the Alliance City, whether they belonged to newly erged races or races that had already found their way to Alliance City.
"You can also hire blacksmiths for a certain period and buy the runic solutions directly from the Alchemist Association. That way, they won't demand a profit share from your runic armants, Sir Master Runicier," The receptionist explained in an overly respectful voice.
Nial frowned when he noticed the change in the receptionist's behavior. It was obvious that his status had changed in the eyes of the receptionist, but Nial didn't really feel like it.
Nonetheless, he didn't say anything about it because his mind had already gone astray.
'Hiring soone to work for …that should work, I guess?
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