I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 154 - 145: Master Faliula
"Let’s go."
Rogel and the others withdrew their gazes and headed into Jeweler Island.
These matters had nothing to do with them.
If they were to be overly sympathetic and go help these subhumans, there was a high chance they’d be scolded by both the subhumans and their employers for meddling.
After all, to the subhumans, having no work was the most terrifying thing.
Lina and Yas took on the task of purchasing supplies, while Rogel began searching for a blacksmith shop within Jeweler Island.
He found a rather large blacksmith shop, filled with all sorts of weapons and equipment, and even other artisan-crafted items, quite comprehensive.
Rogel approached the owner, hoping to gather some relevant information.
But the owner was a competent merchant, never straying far from his products in conversation.
"No need to pitch to me, boss. I can make everything you’ve got here."
Rogel felt a bit helpless, then he slapped a few Silver Coins on the table to activate a skill that could even persuade the devil.
"I just want to know who’s the best at crafting on this island."
Upon hearing this, the owner looked at him skeptically.
This young man didn’t look like a blacksmith at all; otherwise, he wouldn’t have bothered pitching so much.
However, considering the money...
"Currently, the most recognized master artisan on Jeweler Island is definitely Master Faliula."
"Every piece of weaponry and equipment he forges is a masterpiece, often snapped up by the Royal Family and the Church."
"Rumor has it that the equipment crafted by Master Faliula possesses extraordinary abilities."
"But I advise you, if you’re thinking of apprenticing, you better drop that idea fast."
The owner felt he understood what the young man’s intentions were.
"Why is that?"
Rogel looked at him with curiosity.
Since Rogel wasn’t buying anything, the owner didn’t bother exerting more effort, reclining in his chair, lighting a cigar, and lazily said: "There are countless people who want to apprentice under Master Faliula; how could he possibly have the time to teach so many students?"
"But it’s not entirely impossible either."
The owner exhaled some secondhand smoke.
"His most prized student, Mei, conducts a selection among visitors monthly, and only those who pass might become Master Faliula’s pupil."
"But don’t underestimate the selection; nearly a hundred people participate every time, and the contestants have already gone through several rounds of screening to get in."
He had seen too many young people like Rogel.
Everyone was either full of confidence or came with the mindset of ’since I’m here, I might as well try.’
As for the outcome...
The owner could only say, attending the student selection under Master Faliula also required tuition.
"And even if you succeed, you might not catch Master Faliula’s eye."
"So I advise you to give up early..."
The owner lazily crossed his legs.
Upon hearing this, Rogel nodded.
"Where do I register for the student selection?"
Hearing this, the owner immediately held his forehead.
Why couldn’t any of them listen?
"Turn left on Green Turtle Street ahead, and walk straight to the Forging Association Hall. You’re in luck; today is the last day for registration. It starts tomorrow."
After listening, Rogel thanked him and turned to leave.
Watching Rogel’s back, the owner exhaled a puff of smoke, shaking his head and sighing.
He’d already encountered several such young people today, and none heeded his advice.
Those who ignore the words of the elders suffer very soon!
For years now, people were screened monthly, but Faliula had taken only two disciples in total.
...
Following the blacksmith shop owner’s directions, Rogel arrived at the Forging Association and found Faliula’s disciple Mei.
Unexpectedly, Mei was a woman, sturdy with a tough physique.
Upon seeing Rogel arrive, Mei calmly spoke.
"Registration fee is two Gold Coins; once paid, fill in the form."
She handed Rogel a piece of paper.
But Rogel didn’t take it: "I’m not here to register."
Hearing this, Mei immediately furrowed her brows, looking at him with displeasure.
"Then you’d better not be here to cause trouble."
Rogel didn’t speak; he silently raised his hand, revealing the Ice Crystal Hand Pillar in his grasp.
This shocked Mei, and the two guards behind her instantly drew their swords, ready to attack Rogel.
But Mei held them back, scrutinized the Ice Crystal Hand Pillar, and looked at Rogel, surprised.
"... What is it you want?"
"I want to make a transaction with your teacher."
Rogel didn’t waste words, getting straight to the point.
He didn’t care to join any student selection.
As a blacksmith capable of crafting extraordinary weapons, Faliula would surely be interested in the extraordinary weapons Rogel possessed.
Coincidentally, Rogel still had some unused extraordinary weapons with him.
If things really didn’t work out, he also had a Casting Manual that could serve as bargaining capital.
Mei furrowed her brows in thought for a moment, then made the guards step aside and whispered to Rogel.
"Are you an extraordinary?"
Rogel nodded slightly.
Witnessing this, Mei exhaled, called over an assistant beside her, and whispered a few words.
"Come on, follow me."
...
Led by Mei, Rogel quickly arrived at a large yet rugged house.
Rogel soon met Mei’s teacher, Faliula.
Faliula was a human, not a subhuman, appearing to be in his fifties, with a scraggly beard and sparse hair, currently bare-chested hammering at a forge.
His lean body and muscle lines were steel-like, highlighted with each hammer strike.
"Please wait a moment."
Mei said apologetically, then invited Rogel to sit at a table and served him tea.
Rogel was not in a hurry.
He was engrossed, observing Faliula crafting weapons.
[By watching Faliula’s crafting process, your blacksmithing skills gained a substantial amount of skill experience.]
Successfully garnered some skill experience for free.
"Do you have an interest in crafting?"
At this moment, Mei spoke to Rogel.
Rogel nodded and glanced at him: "That’s exactly why I came."
"Can you craft extraordinary equipment?"
Mei’s expression turned awkward.
She shook her head: "... Have not fully learned yet..."
That meant she couldn’t.
Of course, Rogel didn’t voice this, but silently withdrew his gaze, once again focusing on Faliula.
Yet Mei couldn’t help but speak again.
"Where did you get that Magic Staff?"
... Aren’t you pushing it a bit?
Such questions, Rogel certainly had no obligation to answer for her, though he wasn’t in the habit of putting others on the spot, so he casually replied.
"I found it."
"I see... haha..."
Hearing Rogel’s words, Mei scratched her head, sheepishly laughing, also realizing her question was somewhat inappropriate.
