Iya Continent: Card God

Sandel, the blacksmith shop leased by the Golden Company.

The flames in the furnace had been extinguished, but smoke from the unburned coal was still rising.

Although the loan period hadn't ended yet, GimGoon no longer needed it. His weapons and armor for revenge were already forged. It was time to leave.

At this moment, Kim Gong packed his things to take with him, without the slightest bit of regret.

Linta, watching his friend's impending departure, felt a mix of emotions. This was the last of his friends from his time-traveling days, the one he'd shared prison sentence with, and now they were parting ways. Who knew when they would meet again?

“You’ve already built a very solid foundation. If you want to improve your physique further, you’ll have to rely on yourself,” Jin Gong said slowly.

"Mm." Linta nodded, very grateful for the training the other party had designed.

If I were to design the training myself, it would take several months, and I simply wouldn't achieve such great results. Or I would give up halfway through. The seemingly exaggerated training method used by the other party was actually gradual and progressive, with constant feedback and improvement, showing great dedication.

"You're going back to Wuyue County to seek revenge, aren't you?" Linta asked.

Kim Gong paused for a moment, then calmly said, "How did you know? Did I say I was going anywhere to seek revenge?"

Linta replied, "You said you were arrested there. So I think you must have been framed somewhere there."

"Haha, Brother Linta, you are indeed clever. In this respect, I can't compare to you." Jin Gong said with a smug grin.

Lin Ta frowned and said, "You're considered a top-tier weapon refiner now, right?"

Jingong replied, "It's barely acceptable. I've only managed to forge a low-grade weapon of good quality. It's nothing special, and there's still a long way to go."

Lin Ta said, "Then let's take it one step at a time. It's not too late to take revenge when we've gone far enough."

"Huh?" Jingong's expression darkened, and he turned to look at Linta. "You mean...?"

Linta sincerely suggested, "You can wait until you've mastered your skills, then hire a Gold-level expert to forge weapons for you and ask them to avenge you. At that time, the risk will be much lower."

Jingong chuckled with a sigh, "You've got a good idea. But by then, when will you get your revenge? And do you really think hiring a Gold-level expert to help you get revenge is so easy? It's just a suitable weapon. Why would you make a Gold-level expert antagonize a family? They're not stupid. Those experts know what's more important."

Lin Ta's eyes narrowed, and his expression turned serious. "Are you seeking revenge on a family? Or a family with a Gold-level expert?"

Jin Gong's expression tightened, and he said helplessly, "You tricked me into telling you something again."

He quickened his pace as he packed, as if he couldn't say any more and was about to leave.

"Take my advice, don't go. It's suicide!" Linta advised.

Jin Gong chuckled calmly, "Haha, what are you thinking? I'm not stupid enough to make an enemy of a Gold-level family. It's just that the target of my revenge is within that family."

As he spoke, he looked at Linta with a beaming smile, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I won't get caught again. You don't need to help me. The more people there are, the more dangerous it becomes for me. I already have a foolproof plan. Haha..."

Linta didn't try to persuade her any further, knowing in her heart that she couldn't succeed in changing her mind. Everyone has things they absolutely have to do.

Unless you are powerful enough to intervene in everything.

“If you need help, come find me sooner rather than later,” Linta said.

Jingon, on the contrary, said, "If you miss me, come to the capital of the Kingdom of Eden and find Master Ruo. You will be able to find me there."

Linta nodded slightly, indicating that she had remembered.

And so, they bid farewell to their dwarf friend and saw him off.

……

a few days later.

Inside the house that Linta rented.

A surge of magical energy flowed through the attic, and as the energy merged, a powerful, surging sound rang out, and Linta advanced further, his magical power advancing to a higher level.

Bronze low-tier to Bronze mid-tier.

"call……!"

Linta breathed softly, feeling the magic power flowing within his body. The magic power from heaven and earth was surging within his heart and mind, but the space was not saturated and still had room for maneuver.

This means that it seems there's still room for improvement!

But Linta stopped there, choosing not to continue; it wasn't the right time yet.

"I was right, it's related to mental strength. The ease or difficulty of my cultivation of magic power is tied to my mental strength," Linta analyzed to himself.

Since then, under Jingon's training program and the teachings of "Gul's Unusual Magic," his physical strength had indeed been enhanced, which also strengthened his mental power. Now, his mental power was at least at the high-level Bronze rank.

With the cultivation and absorption of magic power, one could easily reach the advanced Bronze rank in one go. However, Linta felt that such a hasty approach would be harmful.

I've always had a question.

Since becoming a magic user, I have never truly used magic or used it in actual combat.

I'm not even as good as an empty shell.

"Jingu is something else. He didn't even teach me how to use magic in real combat before leaving. He could have stayed a little longer. The enemy isn't going anywhere," Linta muttered to himself.

However, an idea soon came to mind: in this situation, it's always good to ask around.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Bruce Stone's Workshop.

This green-skinned goblin, skilled in crafting magical artifacts, has resumed his usual routine of taking orders since his release from prison. His daily work involves crafting magical artifacts to meet the specific needs of his clients. You could say he makes custom-made magical artifacts.

The highest grade of crafted magical artifacts will not exceed Excellent/Superior. The crafting price depends on the market price and whether the customer brings materials.

On Chisel Street, his business was unique and quite successful.

"Learn magic skills?" The goblin stopped what he was doing and looked at Linta, who had come to ask.

“Yes,” Linta asked sincerely.

Where am I supposed to get this kind of thing? The library certainly doesn't have it. These things have real practical value, unlike those vague and unrealistic descriptions in books and classics.

“Generally speaking, if you want to learn magical skills, you can go to places like magic academies, knight academies, and military academies. However, the prerequisite is that you are a student there. The best academy in Sandel County is the Prussian Academy; you can try to enroll there,” said the goblin stone.

Linta felt a bit resistant to the idea of ​​going to school. She wasn't as old as Shia, so why should she go to a place like an academy?

"Anything else?" Linta asked.

The goblin stone said, "Magic skills are essentially things that everyone learns and comprehends. You can learn and comprehend them on your own too!"

Linta smiled bitterly to himself. So-called enlightenment requires all sorts of experience and knowledge. And how powerful could a skill that a magic user like me, who knows nothing, possibly master be? It's just a smattering of skill.

"I think we should be able to buy it!" Linta finally couldn't help but say.

I came here with the idea in mind: to buy something! I'd buy one thing to learn from first. But this stone seller just said a bunch of useless things.

Goblin Stone said, "If you want to buy, just say so. There's an auction house in the city, and they auction magical skills at every auction. You can also go to the underground casino in Elephant Gary, where everything is traded."

Linta thought of Gary the Elephant, the rather unfriendly underground casino owner, and his face darkened. He decided that it was best not to deal with him unless absolutely necessary.

"An auction house? I'd like to check that out."