The Age of the 21st Century Magazine

Hope struck Somme as hard as it could.

Khhhh!

Clear sound that has not passed through the acoustic radar's three-way sound filter.

The heat of the red ingot breaks down the waste that builds up in the body and the remnants of the blurred mind.

Khhhh!

Changsoo shot down strongly.

The flame of red iron blooms.

A familiar shock from the sack of Somme,

The reason is subtly different from that of the horse-drawn palm because of the imprint of pain.

I grabbed the iron to further imprint this feeling on my body.

With a fully trained, chunky bare hand.

Whoops! Whoops!

I knocked until the sound of three people's breathing became a little rough.

The ingot was extended to a foldable length.

Land, land, land!

Oh, it's the people's turn.

Grab the drag and make a groove in the center of the Ingot.

Unlike ordinary forges, it is a hard and hard task to make a home a little bit.

At the end of the struggle with the Ingot, a deep groove was dug.

After picking up a rough breath for a while, the barman starts to fold up one end of the iron with a little hammer.

Land! Land! Land! Land!

The success rate for the bi-joint was 40 per cent.

One or more of the two Ingots fail and return to the boiler.

It can be that hard, but the nature of iron is that tough.

Folding iron like that is a hard task that requires a lot of sweat.

The third fold has never been successful so far.

Tang Tang!

The ingot, which was slightly folded by the hammer, was completely folded in half.

“Phew ~ ~ I have to sweeten it now. Phew! Phew!"

A traditional swordsman with a history of hammering, but full of tough colors.

A drop of sweat flows like rain over his face, full of fine lines.

I can only squeeze out my mental strength when I bond with two people.

But the harder it is, the less he loses his smile.

It's not as rewarding as making a sword out of this hard to handle iron.

It also burns the spirit of craftsmanship.

The folded ingot enters the furnace.

A furnace filled with heat of hot charcoal.

The furnace can't red iron, so it drips yellow.

Each of the three looks at the iron with a different thought.

Continuous failure.

Failure frightens people.

Or make it helpless.

It also makes me cynical.

A failed ingot piled in one corner is a pile of debris containing such emotions.

However, none of the three give such a hue.

As a hot flame melts and refines iron, the remnants of those emotions melt in the flames of a hot furnace.

The soul of a craftsman who smokes a white department store in his heart blooms with the rubble of such emotions.

“You've been sweetened.”

Oh, a short word from one person.

The eyes of the three met.

The eyes crossed each other, and the three blossomed in the depths of their hearts.

The more you fail, the more energetic the soul of the craftsman burns.

Hope and Changsoo stretched their arms forward, then took a long breath and held their fists tight.

Two people holding their will in their fists.

The fine muscles of the forearm split and the bloodline popped out.

Whoops!

Oh, one pulls out the ingot, the other two grabs the iron.

The third fold has begun.

Khhhh!

I feel a strong rebound in the Somme of Hope.

The power of the Iron Bar with the power of ether to kick the end of the hammer.

Somme sack trembles.

Oh, I can't help but shake my less trembling arm by grabbing a stick from the end of the Ingot that pops out of the Anvil.

Makes fluctuations sink hard.

Khhhh!

Mezil of Changsu.

An ingot that fluctuates on the anvil like a fish splashed by the water.

Five people slowly sink into the fluctuations without resisting the flow.

Ingot that slowly sinks tremor.

Khhhh!

A powerful drop of hope, iron defies roughly.

The power contained in an Ingot that resists the powerful cortex of two people.

It is a rough dig that devours all effort.

Are we going to go back to failure because we can't level that wave again?

A succession of empty failures that do not seem to be caught.

That unbroken treadmill.

Argh!

Slowly move up and down in immersion close to the hyper sensation.

An ingot that bounces slowly as the Mega of Hope hits and falls.

The pupil of hope burns with a red ingot.

Never give up. This means that we will not continue to fail forever.

Triplets.

Like the nucleus of a fierce His Majesty's whirlpool that circled over Colombia.

Everything has a hidden nature.

Failure repeats itself forever if it does not penetrate its essence.

It is precisely when we fail again and again with hard work that we cannot penetrate the essence.

The third folded ingot is no exception.

Just like when you pierced Lord Dregor's full storm floating over Columbia.

You must break the shell of the ether that is protecting the outside of the Ingot and knock it inside.

Ether seems to come from his own body.

It permeates the iron and protects the nature of the ingot.

The iron of the triplet is already spiritual.

Pride doesn't allow shapes on the mezil.

We must exert force on its nature.

Hope saw an anvil beyond the Iron Ark instead of knocking on it.

To knock over the ether wrapped around the iron ark.

I knocked down the mee.

Argh!

The movement of the ingot, which was bouncing fiercely, calmed down.

I can only hear the sound of a clear, pale iron.

Surprised spear falls on the floor instead of throwing a stake.

“What just happened? ”

“in that evening with Changsoo.

When you take a pill beyond the shell.. ”

“Aah!”

When I trained the ether pupils of Hope and Knockton, I made a statement to gain a profound enlightenment.

There was an answer in it.

The answer was simple.

However, the journey to find the answer was difficult and arduous.

Changsoo said with a comfortable smile on his face.

“It's dark under the lamp. ”

Changsoo closed his eyes to recall his feelings.

Flashes.

Clear and sincere eyes were closed to the pupils.

I caught Mee.

Argh!

The Ingot responds to the tapping of the spear with a serene movement.

Argh!

This time it is hope.

Mezil of the two continues alternately.

Five people with fewer reactions to the end of the Ingot Stick shine their eyes and take shape.

Catch the clue of solving in the dark tunnel and Mezil becomes a god.

The baptismal man saves the rhythm and responds to Mezil.

Shiny Wind Pad's armor unfolds on the anvil.

Khh! Khh!

One day, the beating stopped and the flood and hope lifted the hammer instead.

The shape of the ingot that received the hammer slowly changed to one shape.

Argh!

“Phew... It's over now. ”

“Aaah. It's over now. ”

“It's over now. ”

The three quietly celebrated their success with a humble expression instead of cheering.

A blunt sword that has not yet set a date rests on the anvil.

The basic form of the sword made of the first triplet has been completed.

Hallucinations.

It was a pleasant sword to spread Chosun's swift sword.

The triplet succeeded after countless failures and hardships.

A physical test was performed at the R&D Center after the triplet hallway was completely completed.

The results were remarkable.

It appears to surpass the physical properties of Machete.

The Master Piece Team and Dr. Nam's four men were very pleased with that.

Finally, I made a sword comparable to the Tartan Artisan.

The elders of Master Piece, such as Bae Myeong-in Kim, Jang Myeong-in Choi, also celebrated the success of the triplet and let the people eat this day at the Ribbon of Suwon.

Thanks to this, there was also a heppning that prevented me from going to work the next day.

As soon as I heard from Nam and Ji Hundo, I visited the R&D Center to see the Sword myself.

Charleung!

Dr. Nam, who pulled the knife from the knife house, smiled with satisfaction at the faint waves.

“This is the tri-fold sword that surpassed the monster's machete with a paper chip.”

“Yes, fortunately, I realized the body of Mezil and made it.

Actually, I didn't expect to succeed this year. ”

“Hmm... but in the form of a sword, it's a hallway. I see the blade is double. ”

Nam conformed to the shape of the sword as if he had studied his own sword after being broken from the bet.

Hope answered.

“Yes, so I didn't put the pattern that loud on purpose.

to follow tradition. "

“Well done. Hope, and what a relief.

Now I've barely caught up with the monstrous craftsmen. ”

Hope crossed her hands with a humble smile.

In fact, Machete, the forge of Tartan craftsman, was just stacked to the level of a Magnificent Sword.

I think it's a shame to say that I surpassed it.

So a nice smile burst out.

“Hahaha Nam, I've barely caught up with monsters.

When the Wave Sword appears when the Tartan craftsmen care about it properly,

Maybe it's been a little hard since then. ”

“What are you worried about? Hope will work hard with the Masterpiece elders to make a 4-piece or 5-piece sword. ”

When Nam said something comforting, hope gave way.

“Argh! It's not that easy.

The more you fold the rebound coefficient, the more it goes up. ”

“So we have to fold up the gravel. ”

“Argh!”

I feel good because I still believe in Dr. Nam.

Of course, Dr. Nam won't even know it's hard.

It's encouraging to work hard, though.

The success of the triplet was pleasant.

However, there still seems to be a long way to go.

It was clear, however, that this success would underpin the next goal.

“By the way, now I have to tell the elders this principle.

It feels weird. "

It was a fragmented approach to learning blacksmith's work, but it became a teaching position.

Of course, I'm still learning forges.

However, I felt proud because I had nothing to teach.

‘Am I a craftsman now?

A craftsman who is only good at folding... Hihi ’

Hope felt so fulfilled and rewarded.

On the other side of the planet, there is research.

Deep in District 51, the Honberg ether engine has been studied by numerous scientists.