Chapter 227 Blackflame
The crowd were so stunned by the scene that their eyes nearly popped out, and their mouths began to twitch .
The sarcastic remarks they had prepared with great effort were swallowed back, making their faces turn unusually pale.
Frost Coco was also deeply shocked, but she quickly calm down.
"Great, I still have another chance." Her previously dejected expression vanished, and she looked at Eric with gratitude.
Seeing Anna's humble attitude towards Eric, Frost Coco was certain that Eric was a big shot.
Such a significant figure was willing to retest her, rekindling her hope.
However, MelancholyGrin was not in such a good mood. She stared at Eric in shock, then shifted her gaze to the radiant Anna, noticing the awe in her enchanting sapphire eyes.
When Anna noticed her gaze, she glanced back, and the awe in her eyes instantly turned to anger.
This made MelancholyGrin panic.
'It's over. How could I be so unlucky? I offended the higher-ups in the guild before, and now I've offended a big shot from StellarTrails Emporium even before the test.' MelancholyGrin was in a state of utter confusion and anxiety, not knowing how to explain to Anna.
Seeing Anna's furious glare and MelancholyGrin's panicked expression, Eric chuckled.
But MelancholyGrin, seeing Eric's smile, trembled slightly.
'Well, it looks like I can't stay in StellarTrails Emporium anymore,' She sighed inwardly.
She regretted speaking out, which now had backfired on her.
However, what Eric said next shocked MelancholyGrin .
"Anna, continue with the review. Don't mind me," Eric instructed Anna, then turned to Frost Coco and MelancholyGrin. "I'll handle your tests. The others can continue."
"Yes," Anna replied respectfully.
Compared to a few days ago, her loyalty had increased from 50 to 70 points. Although not extremely high, it was at least passable, ensuring she wouldn't do anything against him.
"Do I still have a chance?" MelancholyGrin couldn't believe it.
By all rights, she should have been kicked out of StellarTrails Emporium.
Eric then took Frost Coco and MelancholyGrin to a room on the fourth floor.
"Who the hell is he?"
"This is incredible. Even Lady Anna bows to him. If I could be like him someday, my life would be complete."
Some players watched Eric leave with envy, speculating about his identity.
In the entire Silvervale City, there was only one player-owned shop, and even the currently most prominent Devouring Serpents didn't have this capability. But Eric had done it, and he was a high-ranking member of StellarTrails Emporium, far above Anna in status, which was fabulous.
What kind of powerful backing did one need to collaborate with StellarTrails Emporium?
However, some male players, seeing Eric take Frost Coco and MelancholyGrin away, cursed him for being too greedy, taking two women at once, abusing his power. They felt both envious and disdainful.
In the forging room on the fourth floor, Eric prepared five sets of materials for making the Whetstone of Precision and asked the two to make them now.
Seeing the materials on the stone table, MelancholyGrin was slightly dazed, not expecting Eric to test them without any ulterior motives genuinely.
"Why? Haven't you learned how to make the Whetstone of Precision?" Eric asked, puzzled by her dazed expression.
The design for the Whetstone of Precision was sold at the Blacksmith Association and was very cheap, costing only 30 copper coins.
Every player aspiring to be a Blacksmith should have learned it, especially those in Silvervale City.
"Yes, I know how to do it." MelancholyGrin shook her head, realizing she had completely misunderstood Eric, feeling deeply ashamed.
Frost Coco, being more straightforward, didn't overthink like MelancholyGrin. However, she was extremely nervous about making the Whetstone of Precision in front of Eric, fearing it wouldn't meet the standards.
With five sets of materials, making at least one was considered passing.
However, in the Assassin's Alliance, she could only make one or two Whetstones of Precision out of ten attempts.
"Before the test, I'll show you two first. Then you can make the Whetstone of Precision," Eric said, taking out a set of materials from his backpack and starting to make the Whetstone of Precision.
"You're a Blacksmith too?" Frost Coco and MelancholyGrin exclaimed in surprise.
"I forgot to introduce myself," Eric said, having kept his name and level hidden. "I'm Black Flame, a Blacksmith."
"Are you the top Blacksmith in Eldoria?"
"You're the one who developed the Glowing Chestplate, Black Flame?"
Frost Coco and MelancholyGrin were stunned.
They had never expected to meet the legendary Black Flame, who had elevated the status of Blacksmiths, making it the hottest profession among all life skills, and the reason why major guilds were investing heavily in Blacksmiths. Every Blacksmith in Eldoria owed their success to Black Flame.
Even more surprising was that Black Flame turned out to be an ordinary, indifferent middle-aged man.
They had thought that Black Flame was either a handsome young man or an eccentric old man.
Although he didn't match their imagination, it didn't dampen their excitement.
This also explained why Anna was so respectful to Eric and why StellarTrails Emporium had advanced items like the Whetstone of Precision.
Seeing their excited and admiring gazes, Eric coughed and sternly said, "I'll only show you once. If you can't make two Whetstones of Precision, you'll have to leave."
His stern words brought them back to their senses, and they focused intently on his actions, afraid to miss anything.
However, Eric's crafting speed was too fast, and his movements were so fluid and natural that it was mesmerizing.
Before they could react, a Whetstone of Precision was already made.
"Alright, it's your turn," Eric said with a faint smile, pointing to the materials on the stone table.
As an advanced apprentice, he had an over 80% success rate in making the Whetstone of Precision even without the forging book. Moreover, making it wouldn't increase his proficiency. He did this to gauge their potential. If they couldn't grasp the insights after his guidance, it would prove that their becoming master blacksmiths was merely a stroke of luck.
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