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Chapter 1964 1964. Little Fire Spirits

\'The skill cold flame has been taken from the frostborn blacksmith. The skill cold flame has been learned through understanding of what lack of heat and abundance of heat is. This skill is not normally learned within the world due to the boundaries of existence.

Cold flame- mana dependant on the amount of flames and understanding of what fire mana and water mana is.

Able to create a unique flame using water mana as the fuel for it. This flame does not create heat but instead draws it in. Due to this, a unique form of cold forging can be done that still needs to be quenched within a warmer liquid.

The cold flame can be used to freeze areas that the fire is created in. it is also able to cause a variety of other effects such as…\'

Walker wanted to read this in depth. But the moment that the smallest blue flame appeared, he felt completely drained. As if all the mana he had within his body had been used all at once. But that was actually the case. He had expended a massive amount of mana just to do this one thing.

"It was possible." The wandering blacksmith spoke at almost a whisper. He had thought this possible but was unsure whether it would work or not. Judging from Walker\'s current appearance, it had come at a high mana cost along with the fact that it was hard to manipulate and grow.

Hearing this, Walker looked at the wandering blacksmith with wonder. He wasn\'t sure if he had just been asked to do something that was completely impossible, or something that was just incredibly challenging. However, the mana potion he drank brought him back up on his feet after just a few moments.

"The system gave me a description, but it said that this flame shouldn\'t be possible here because of how the world is and the barriers between places." Walker made that clear. This was something that could not be kept here in this way. It was also not something that could be shared, moved around, or openly discussed.

"Mine for now then." The wandering blacksmith moved to place his hands on the walls. Mana flared around them showing that the entire wall had been covered in a thinly carved piece of of metal. The manas within the forge created a clear barrier that was able to protect this forge.

"You were able to forge an entire metal barrier by carving the right runes. It even mixes the manas together to make natural mana." Walker\'s awe only grew as he realized just how functional and efficient this was.

"What about the others?" The wandering blacksmith had easily understood that Walker was able to make many things possible. He also allowed Walker to take the moment he needed to use the all around appraisal on the protective runes along the walls. But he was still very much focused on what they were trying to make.

With a slight sigh, Walker glanced at the other forge furnaces. The black flames were a mix of fire and darkness. The white flames fire and light. Then when it turned to a green tinted flame, Walker knew that was the addition of dense wind mana from the wind mana crystals being burned within.

Now all that was left were other more unstable ideas. The angels had brought a myriad of different materials. The wandering blacksmith had gathered shards of spatial crystals along with a few stalks of illusion grass. A grass that had been discovered to somehow have spatial mana within it and it made it appear to always be waving in a breeze that did not exist.

Furthermore, the wandering blacksmith had other odd materials that had life mana and even death mana tossed in other forge furnaces. He literally had set everything for his own experimentations up so that Walker could keep moving along to try and make unique things.

\'I barely can grasp at life mana since it is inside all of us, myself included. But I can\'t say it can be used to forge in the way you think. I believe it would be better to use it as a material and add it with runes. There are some theoretical life runes already made that work pretty well."

Seeing the wandering blacksmith shake his head, Walker sighed again. But before he could do anything, he noticed a few lower fire spirits moving around the life mana crystals that the life mages had donated to the wandering blacksmith for help in creating metals that they could channel their mana through to better heal others. Life mages lacked equipment to help them study what life was. It was a fair deal.

The low fire spirits were small and could not communicate. But they had come to exist after being awakened just like the others. Naturally they gravitate toward forges since fire mana was dense there. But they were definitely interested in the unfamiliar items around them.

Before Walker could figure out why they were so interested, Fleur left the spirit marks on his back and moved towards them. She touched each one causing them to gain a decent amount of natural mana shared directly from her body. The instant reaction was her drooping lower because she had lost a lot of her stored mana.

What Walker was amazed by though, was that the little spirits began to react. Their fires were drifting towards the different materials. Their strength had been bolstered by Fleur and their interest in other materials made Walker understand.

While he was ignorant to the voices and desires of the youngest and weakness of the spirit race, Fleur could hear it. She could sense it. She understood it. That just came with the deep connections to natural mana and the fact that she had always been growing well above others due to her adventures with the party.

Her bond with Walker also shared a lot of his strength with her. The human intelligence and emotions that she would have not had in the same way as the spirit race had now. The bonds that separated her and made her her own being. Her ability to see kindness amongst the flow of manas that she heard the world whisper through.

Therefore, the strength she gave away to the little fire spirits allowed them to drag toward the forge furnaces the materials they liked. Pieces of sands containing spatial mana. Pieces of metal chips that were from different ore mines that were degrading and falling apart at a rate the eyes could see. Even other aspects of life mana and death mana that Walker was sure of.

The spirit race was made of mana. They understood it. They had a wider variety of spirits that they were related to. But unique spirits were something Walker understood. Remey had an alchemy fire spirit with her before it took the mantle of grand fire spirit to stand above what it had been. Therefore, why could these little fire spirits not do the same?

"Stand back, they will do things we can\'t comprehend." Walker guarded the wandering blacksmith whole eyes were wide with awe.

Neither of them had expected this, but Failure had helped them. Whether it was because she desired the eternal orb that she could meld with to grow stronger, or just to help Walker, would not be said. However, when she did not return to the spirit marks and sat tiredly on Walker\'s shoulder, a thrum of care went through their bind. Mutual respect and love. They were family after all.

Fleur was the leader of the spirit race. Not just in name, but the world had once called to her to grow stronger. Therefore, she had to help the smallest grow. That was why she acted. She saw the potential from the little fire spirits that had been attracted to the amazing feats of the wandering blacksmith. Not just of the flames they were made of.

Fire with a gray color that seemed to be there and not there burst out in one forge furnace. An odd sense of mana moving around it. The same happened with a darker black and gray flame that made Walker feel he was looking at the end of his life. Yet another with pure golden green light of life that radiated new beginnings appeared. Then finally, one of a slightly bluish and gray color appeared. Mysterious and hard to grasp. Walker didn\'t even think he should risk approaching any of them.

"We can\'t foolishly try to use these. The little fire spirits are guarding them and will not allow us to unless we learn properly." Walker could sense it. The fact that the little spirits had gained more. They had become unique and guarded. They understood what they were and covered their secrets. They would not just allow anyone to learn from them or use their flames. It was just a feeling Walker had deep in his being. A warning from something he did not comprehend yet.

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