The First Legendary Beast Master
Chapter 1287: Just Make Your Own


Karl checked the Guild House Inventory and pulled out a small dragon statue with a large base, then began to inscribe the underside with [Holy Weapon] and [Earth Manipulation] runes. The combination would allow the user of the item to make a basic Holy Weapon, the sort that the Golden Dragon Nation’s army used when they had Red Dragon Clerics around. But in any shape or form that he desired.


They wouldn’t be powerful as a top-tier combat weapon, but they would be good enough for practical testing when they were made by a Mythic Rank warrior.


The whole group watched with fascinated expressions as Karl worked on the item. Then, the expressions morphed to awe as he finished, and the statue was finished.


{Statue of the Curious Blademaster} Mythic Rank, Rare Grade. Creates a Holy Weapon of the user’s chosen design on use. Creating a new weapon will dismiss any previously created weapons.


“Don’t let the quality rating distract you, this should be precisely what you needed to create and test weapons.” Karl announced, then passed the statue to the Prince.


The Prince carefully accepted the statue, and then smiled as he activated it and an oddly shaped blade appeared in his other hand.


“Perfect, absolutely flawless. It takes days to get a smith to make a weapon that matches my designs, and often, they don’t understand how certain features need to be. But now, I can make them just right.” He sighed.


The weapon had a rough surface near the base, and what Karl might have called a serrated edge on the third closest to the hilt. But it wasn’t quite serrated, as it wasn’t meant for cutting, but for catching another blade and preventing it from sliding.


That sort of weapon would take an immense amount of practice to use to its full potential, but the Prince was a Blademaster, and it was his idea for a new combat style that had designed the weapon.


If anyone could use it, it was him.


“And for the others? Any particular requests?” Karl asked.


The Kopji Prince smiled. “It’s a bit odd to ask people what they want as a gift. The surprise is part of the enjoyment.”


The man was a silver dragon, Karl noticed. It was only natural that he would be curious about new magics, so the thought of requesting things he already knew how to describe might feel too limiting.


“Alright, I will see if I can come up with something good for you. I think I know just the right way to approach it.” Karl agreed.


If he started with a Mana Pylon inscription, he would have a base item that would be useful to the mage. But the silver dragon wouldn’t just want some normal item with combat bonuses on it. ᴡ ᴏᴠʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛʀs ᴀʀ ᴘᴜʙʟsʜᴅ ᴏ Nove1Fire.net


Instead, Karl decided that he would add inscriptions for luck, and knowledge acquisition. At Mythic Rank, that might give a bonus to the chance to comprehend Natural Rules.


If it did, then it would be the most valuable gift that he had given, and one that the Prince would treasure for some time, and not simply place in a pile with all the other forgotten gifts he had received over the years.


That pile couldn’t be small. Silver dragons loved learning new magic, and he was Prince of one of the more powerful nations of the Dragon Isles. So, he should be quite wealthy.


Karl took a moment to decide how he was going to do the work, then sorted through the Guild House inventory to see what he could find. The form would matter as much as function here, to make it a memorable gift.


There, a Mythril alloy sceptre. It was nearly the same silver as a dragon’s scales, but with a blue undertone, that Karl hoped would give the impression that it represented both magic and knowledge.


So, he grabbed it and got to work.


The piece was crafted by Hassan Petros, their Dwarven Master Smith at the Drodh Guild House, and Karl would owe him a rather large payment for it. But with the rewards that they were getting from the dungeons these days, he wasn’t short on funds.


Karl carefully carved the runes all up the shaft of the sceptre, then branched out the smaller effects and phrases over the top, which was inset with a clear crystal that rolled freely in the cage.


That was where Karl inscribed the Mana Pylon effect, carefully turning the round crystal to evenly distribute the runes.


When it was finished, the sceptre flashed with white light, and Karl nodded in satisfaction.


{Sceptre of Arcane Knowledge} Mythic Rank, Epic Grade. Activate to generate a [Mana Pylon] effect over a radius no larger than 90 metres. Increases chance of obtaining new knowledge. Improves Comprehension Rate Increase for Natural Rules by 10 Percent. “There you go, the perfect item. Not only is it good for learning magic, it’s also sturdy enough you can hit people with it if needed.” Karl joked.


The silver dragon held the sceptre reverently, and began to smile. “This was the right call. I would have never thought to ask for something like this. The Mana Pylon is a wonderful effect, especially for someone with as much mana as you or me. But the improved comprehension rate for Natural Rules is a bonus I’ve never even heard of on an item.”


Azov frowned. The young dragon had a point. He had never seen that effect on an item either, and he was significantly older, having lived through the last resurgence, and more than one before that.


It simply wasn’t the sort of bonus that anyone had ever been able to add to an item, and it wasn’t one that the Dungeons would grant.


He had seen items with that effect in the Immortal Realm, though. They were used on children’s toys, to help them grow up into proper Immortals. Though many of the species were innately Immortal, if their minds were damaged, their body’s power would bottleneck at Mythic Rank, and they would end up crippled for life, unable to grasp the true nature of reality, and therefore unable to ascend.



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