The Great Swordsman Of The Fairy Tail World

Shiraishi's body has been strengthened with the increase in the domineering of the armed color, and the next swordsmanship practice has become more and more satisfactory, and the experience is constantly accumulating.

But sometimes things always come suddenly. When Shiraishi was practicing, a news spread throughout the human race.

"Mildian Academy of Magic has been destroyed?"

Putting down the hammer in his hand, Shiraishi muttered to himself with a piece of yellowed paper in his hand in the hot blacksmith shop.

The yellowed paper was obtained from a businessman with a lot of money. It recorded what happened to the entire human race this year, and the most prominent piece of news was that the Mildian School of Magic was destroyed by a black magician.

Shiraishi had no idea that Zeref had already started to do it in front of him. Although the 400-year-old thing was a little vague in Shiraishi's mind, he could still remember the information about Zeref.

"R system and eclipse, both estimates have been created by Zeref."

Shiraishi rubbed his temples, and his head was big for a while. The world of Fairy Tail did not change the original historical trajectory because of his appearance, and the world was still moving forward in a difficult and tragic place.

Putting down the yellowed cardboard, Shiraishi looked up at the blacksmith shop built with boulders in front of him and said softly, "Maybe it's time to move up another level."

It has been almost two years since he came to the world. In addition to work and training, due to lack of strength, Shiraishi has hardly stepped out of this city. There are many wonderful things in this world that he has not watched. When the strength reaches the level of Jianhao, he has some self-protection ability.

"Shiraishi! Why are you standing there, there is a sorceress here who needs to forge a weapon, so I'll leave it to you."

At the door of the blacksmith shop, when the fat old man looked at a man in a robe with a pointed mouth and a proud face, his face was full of respect.

There is no way, the wizards born in the human race are extremely rare, and the ratio is only one to ten thousand, the real one in ten thousand existence, which is too different from the environment four hundred years later, in this thin magic power In the era, the appearance of a wizard in that family means that the family can instantly enter the upstream society.

Only by experiencing the difficulties firsthand, Shiraishi understands how hard it is for human beings in this era, and facing the threat of giant dragons, they have to fight against all kinds of difficulties in life.

This is also the first time Shiraishi has seen a mage, but.... Shiraishi didn't feel how powerful the other party was.

Seeing Shiraishi walk by step by step, the fat old man pointed at him and said respectfully to the pointed man with a smile.

"Shiraishi, the best blacksmith in the whole of Tagsk, he can help you with your requirements for unenchanted weapons."

Unenchanted weapons refer to weapons that have not been attached with magic or inlaid with magic crystals, whether they are scepters or long knives, as long as they are not attached with magic, they are still ordinary existences.

But to create such a weapon that can add magic power, you need some ability and a top-level blacksmith.

When Shiraishi built several high-quality weapons with his precise observation and powerful forging ability, the fat old man would be promoted to a blacksmith and then a blacksmith.

The fat old man was excited to train Shiraishi to be a blacksmith.

In the second year, Shiraishi's forging ability and reputation gradually rose in Tagsk and surrounding cities. In order to obtain weapons forged by Shiraishi, many people were willing to wait for the threat of the dragon to come to Tagsk to buy weapons. .

"Give me the drawings."

Shiraishi didn't humbly because the other party was a mage, and said directly to the sharp-mouthed man.

"What kind of attitude do you have! You must know that I am a noble mage, not a low-level civilian like you! How dare you speak to me like this!"

The sharp-mouthed man didn't get the respect he deserved from Shiraishi, and instantly shouted at Shiraishi in the tone of a superior.

Shiraishi's face darkened with a swipe, ignoring the hinting eyes of the fat old man, looking at the sharp-mouthed man in a calm tone and saying, "I'll give you a chance to apologize, after I count for three seconds, if you're not sure what to do If so, the consequences are beyond your imagination.”

The sharp-mouthed man sneered, put his head close to Shiraishi's ear and said coldly, "Oh? A little commoner dares to speak to a magician like this. Does he know what it's like to offend a high-ranking person?"

"Master Sorcerer, forget that he doesn't know much about the noble status of Master Sorcerer, so you can let him go."

The fat old man saw that the two sides were about to exchange fire, and immediately acted as a peacemaker. In his opinion, regardless of strength and background, Shiraishi could not be the opponent of the sharp-mouthed man.

Although the fat old man has also seen Shiraishi's swordsmanship training, but there is no use for it other than strengthening the physique. In this era of magic supremacy, you may be killed by the opponent's magic before you swing your sword.

But no matter how the fat old man tried to persuade him, the sharp-mouthed man remained motionless and stared at Shiraishi. Suddenly, his eyes slanted downwards and he saw the Zhanlong on Shiraishi's waist.

The sharp-mouthed man licked his tongue and stared at Zhan Long with greedy eyes, as if seeing a rare treasure.

'What a delicate sword, as long as it is attached with magic, it is likely to be a powerful magic tool. As long as I have this sword, my strength and status will rise again! ’

The sharp-mouthed man said to himself, and was extremely excited. He had no idea that such a good knife would exist in such a remote city.

In fact, it's not how good his eyesight is, it's just because Zhanlong's exquisite sword body shines with a faint cold light, plus the dragon-shaped carving on the hilt, a normal person can see the sword here how high is the value.

"Give me that sword and I'll let him go."

While saying this, the sharp-mouthed man also stretched his hand towards Zhanlong, while the fat old man gave Shiraishi a look, the meaning was clear, don't resist sending the knife out to solve this trouble.

"Yes, so obediently hand over the sword to me, the matter you offended me just now will be written off."

The sharp-mouthed man also saw the look of the fat old man beside Shiraishi. Facing the temptation of Zhanlong, he removed all the veils that disguised himself as noble, revealing his greedy face, but he did not know that he was on the verge of death. how close.

"very good."

Seeing Shiraishi motionless, the sharp-mouthed man gave Shiraishi a sensible look, his right hand was less than ten centimeters away from Zhanlong.

Seeing that he took the Dragon Slaying from Shiraishi's waist, Shiraishi shook his head and sighed silently.

"Since you have already chosen, I have no choice."*