The Armourer Novels & Stories

The one who spoke was a muscular and fierce-looking warrior with a long scar running down the left side of his face. He wore a dark suit of armor engraved with strange glowing symbols and mysterious patterns. At first, I didn’t understand why so many people stared at him with excitement, jealousy, and admiration. But from the crowd’s whispers and Linda’s explanations, I finally learned something shocking. The armor was enchanted. Apparently, this world possessed enchanted weapons and objects capable of carrying magical abilities and supernatural powers useful during battle. From the crowd’s murmurs and Linda’s patient explanations, I discovered that enchanted materials were divided into diff

I hold back to make sure he wouldn’t be dead in an instant from this punch. BAM! Huh? He’s harder than I expected. I realized my hand isn’t even touching his blazer— he had armour, a magical armour. No wonder he feels tough. It had an opposite attribute compared to Kuroyuki’s armour. Kuroyuki’s armour is cold like ice and this guy’s— it’s burning, and I could actually feel some heat transferring to my fist. Not like it would hurt me. Let’s add a little more strength… WHAM!