Necromancers, Demons & Kings by LitRPG Freaks & Jared Mandani

Author:LitRPG Freaks & Jared Mandani [Freaks, LitRPG & Mandani, Jared]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 08

“Damn it!” Bishop snapped and glared at the prompt hovering before his face.

Calista chuckled beside him as he dismissed it and she held up the bow he ruined. “My, my, what was that you said about being patient?”

He crossed his arms. “I am being patient.”

“No, you’re throwing ingredients together and hoping they stick instead of doing it like I told you,” she scolded. “Break it down and see if there’s anything you can reuse from it. We’ll start from the beginning.”

Groaning, he set the bow back on the wood working table and tapped his fingers on the surface. “I still think I’m doing it right,” he grumbled.

“Clearly not or you would have had a blue level bow by now, if not a purple one,” she sing-songed, and he rolled his eyes behind her back. “I saw that.”

“No you didn’t.”

“I felt it, good enough.” She waited, arms crossed, for him to do as she instructed.

Harrison gave in and did his best to reign in his annoyance. Calista was not at fault for why he couldn’t do it right. He approached crafting in this game like he did every other game and completely ignored what she went over with him last night at dinner. Crafting in Samar was just like in the real world. It was an art, one that took time and thought instead of simply slapping ingredients together in a window and watching the piece instantly come out perfect. These weapons could fail and fail badly. After two hours of working beside her in the Crafting Hall, he expected to have a better bow, dagger, and be working on his actual gear. Instead, he couldn’t even make one bow that suited his needs if they were to enter the third dungeon and have a second go at the Demon Lord Helenex.

Rumors were flying around Hillside, and he was sure they spread to Weston by now too, that the third dungeon was no easy feat. A few guilds attempted and wound up right alongside Bishop’s Guard and the LongBeards to better their gear.

Taking a deep breath to bring his focus back where it needed to be, Bishop tapped on the bow and watched the window pop up before him.

Would you like to deconstruct this item?

He selected yes and the bow glowed on the table. With his wood carving tool in hand, he touched it again and the bow cracked, the string popped, and it fell to pieces. He touched each pile of broken material as the glow faded and salvaged the few bits of cursed oak he could, along with the ruby gem he tried to enhance it with. At least, he got one back this time. The past few tries, all he got back were scraps that were good for nothing more but selling to a merchant.

“Now, try it again,” Calista instructed. “Lay out your wood.”

“Maybe I just can’t craft,” he answered, but she shook her head.

“You can, you’re just being difficult. You’re not letting it speak to you,” she argued.

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