Blacksmith Wage Novels & Stories

So on top of 100 gold coins of medical bill they had to pay for the apartment of 50 gold coins, National Banks offer them a repayment plan of equal installments for 6 years tenure with an interest rate of 10%, the salary of both of them were only 1 gold coins and 50 silver a month. Now, is that fair? Probably. I do save them not only that, I even gave them a place to live comfortably in a safe haven. I did say I want to build a safe haven did I say it's free? No, everything needs money, I need money, naturally, they had to pay. A good haven is a kind that pays, besides it's not like I force them or anything they signed the agreements themselves. In conclusion, I get 2 master level workers in

“Don’t let it dull your edge.” Back at home, the Maestro’s old workshop was the place where grief was made to do practical work. There’s a useful thing about wood and metal: you have to treat both with a steadiness that grief often knocks out of you. The first thing Miss Salve and I did after the will reading was take an inventory over three long days, laying tools out on the benches and tables, each of them labeled and identified: planes, calipers, files with teeth like tiny saws, a hammer with a handle shaped to a hand that had held it for decades.

"I only have 50 silver coins to offer you, Eva, as I said at the start." Eva looked a little confused for a second before she remembered he had told her his budget was 50 silvers. "That's right... I'm such an airhead." She said as she bumped herself on the noggin. "I'm sorry. Let's call it 50 silvers then, as long as you promise to always use me as your blacksmith." She suddenly said giving him a thumbs up and a wink. Xolvion smiled and nodded. "That's a deal." He said looking into her blue eyes.

From what regions did he come, and most importantly, what is he doing here in Miros, what does he need? His fingers trembled as he carefully took his measurements. “It will be ready by morning,” the blacksmith said in a hoarse voice. "I'll be back at dawn," the werewolf said calmly, wrapping the sword back in the cloth. His eyes glittered with silver sparks. You will receive a decent salary for your work. Zoran nodded, but then suddenly shook his head and spoke. - No need. I don't need a fee. But, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to follow you.

“Two and a half.” “One hour forty-five.” The blacksmith rubbed his face. “You’re insane.” Michelle said nothing. He swore. “Fine. But you stay. If I leave you here alone and someone comes asking questions, I lose my licence. You stay. You don’t leave.” Michelle didn’t trust him enough to leave anyway. She nodded. “I stay.” He got to work. The forge roared to life, metal heating to red flame. Sparks burst. The air thickened with heat and smoke. Michelle sat on a stool against the wall, hands folded, mind sharp.

“I haven’t made weapons in many... many years.” “That isn’t the only reason,” I stated, watching the man lift the hammer again. “You didn’t want to work for them. Why?” The strike against the metal echoed loudly through the workshop before he answered. The Blacksmith took several seconds, focused on shaping the heated bar over the anvil as though deciding how much he should say. “Most people think every witch is the same,” he finally replied. “But they aren’t.” Another blow. Sparks leaped across the darkened floor.

Anyone would think that Victor was playing a prank on them. "$4,000 should be enough, right? This is a $2,000 deposit. I want you to use your best alloy." Victor pulled out a stack of bills. Nothing was more convincing than cash. "You..." The boss was at a loss looking at the money. The guy wasn't there to mess with him? He was paying cash? "Can you do it?" "Yeah, we can, but we can't sharpen the blade." Making an alloy blade wasn't hard, there wasn't much skill involved. He was paying too much, though.

Franka clapped her hands excitedly. The price of this order is indeed quite high, with a commission fee of five million. Black Steel International’s salary is generally basic salary + commission. The basic salary can be obtained by completing the minimum guaranteed commission volume in one month. As for commission, it is part of the client’s commission fee.

Abraham concluded, “Since your party is the only available elite unit in the city, we are hoping that we could hire you all.” “All of us?” Wilt said. “You mean you’re not only hiring Raid Breaker here.” When the Smiths nodded to answer, our leader asked, “How much do you offer us?” “Twenty-three hundred chaffs per month.” “Pass.” We declined immediately. It was too low compared to our last silver-class quest; nine thousand chaffs for just ten days. “Wait, wait, hear me out,” he pleaded. “Since your party has some trouble with the Jormungands, I think I found a solution to your problem.” He drew close to us and whispered, “Have you heard about Sweet Haven City?”

I will offer you fifteen swords together with ten small bullets and ten big bullets. What??, One of them shouted in anger, do you know how expensive this we just present to you is? Do you know how stressful and risky it is to get this gold and jewelries? We can never accept that offer. Mr Hartley looked at him and also said, " do you know how much I pay my blacksmith to provide me with tons of swords and bullets? Do you know how I roughly escape my brother thought that I am doing something against his rulling out of his awareness. That is all I do have to offer you i have said.