Chapter 38 - The Perfectionist

When Wain came downstairs, he headed toward Gisle. At that moment, the young man was talking to Grut about something, Lea was sitting not far from them eating caramel candy.

"Gisle!" Said Wain heading in his direction. The trio immediately turned around at his voice and saw Wain walking in their direction with a large hammer. They were surprised that Wain suddenly had such a weapon.

"Oh, Grut, just the man I was looking for, catch," Wain said smiling and, with a slight wave of his hand, threw the massive hammer in Grut's direction. This weapon weighed at least fifty kilograms. Wain was strong enough to lift it without any problem.

Grut didn't expect such a thing, but he managed to react and caught the hammer with one hand. He immediately looked at the description of the hammer and said quietly, "Thank you..."

"You're welcome. I don't need that hammer anyway. At least you use it to your advantage." Wain said quietly.

Wain really had no use for that hammer. But, he could give it to Grut, thereby making him stronger and improving his attitude towards himself. He gave the hammer to progress move faster. It was an investment.

"Gisle, I need to talk to you. Lea, you're coming with us, too." Said Wain looking at the girl.

Gisle nodded and headed after Wain. Lea finished her last candy and reluctantly followed them. Half a minute later, the three of them were sitting at the round table. Gisle and Wain were focused, and Lea counted the birds flying through the sky.

"Gisle, I called you here to talk about many things. But, first, I must tell you my attitude toward the present situation." Said Wain.

Gisle nodded.

"Most of my actions and assistance are driven by mercantile interest. I don't know any of you yet enough for us to be friends. Therefore, I look at the situation only from the side of profit. Also, I am not part of your team. I am a loner. This place can be useful, and this base can become the main in Overion. So I will help you with some points, as it is profitable. I hope you understand that." Wain said seriously.

"Of course." Briefly replied Gisle. He wasn't surprised to hear Wain say such a thing. It was obvious from the very first minutes. But, Gisle did not consider it a minus. Even before the apocalypse, such people were not uncommon. Moreover, he couldn't blame Wain for anything. He had helped them a lot as it was.

"Okay, now to business." Said Wain and looked at Lea, "That sweet tooth's name is Lea, and the knife in her hand she didn't get from Soul Chest, she created it herself."

Gisle was surprised. He didn't know people like that existed.

"Lea, what kind of soul do you possess?" Wain asked seriously.

Slowly, the girl said, "My soul is called the Perfectionist Smith."

"Just as I thought, you are a blacksmith after all. That's great. What's the Rating of your main soul?" Wain asked. A lot depended on Lea's answer. However, having a personal blacksmith on the first day of the apocalypse was already a huge success. Even if Lea's Soul Rating turned out to be Common, Wain would not be disappointed.

"It says here - Heroic..." Lea muttered uncertainly. She didn't know if it was a good score or not, so she was a little worried.

Gisle looked at her in surprise and then shifted his gaze to Wain and said, "Heroic? I don't know what that Rating is."

Wain smiled and said, "It's one of the best possible choices. At the beginning of the apocalypse, I was fortunate and got some rare things and skills. So, I can tell you that Heroic Rating is incredibly good. It's much better than Rare Rating or even Epic Rating. Lea, you can be an incredible smith in the future."

"That means I'm a genius!" Joyfully Lea said, but Wain immediately snapped his finger on her forehead. It was rather painful.

"It's too early to rejoice. Just because you have a rare soul doesn't mean anything yet. It all depends on yourself, your skills, and a little bit of luck. Don't forget that besides the main soul, you can still have an additional soul and some active skills. Tell me, how did you create this knife, and what is your soul's ability?" Said Wain.

He was curious to know what skill Lea received. Wain thought the title, Blacksmith Perfectionist, was very curious. However, he expected nothing less from Heroic Rating Soul.

"Honestly, I haven't quite figured out how my skill works yet. But, I can safely say that it's very similar to a blacksmith's skill from some game. I can upgrade and build weapons and armor. In doing so, I can use both rare ores and monster parts. But, this skill has one fatal flaw..." Said Lea.

"And what is that flaw?" Asked Wain.

Many rather strong and rare skills had side effects as well. The Code of Light and Darkness, which is Wain's most powerful skill, also fell into this category. Wain gained tremendous power but wasted a lot of energy and strength.

Lea said uncertainly, "I think it has something to do with the name of my soul because my flaw is perfection."

"What does that mean?" Asked Wain.

"It means that the weapons or other equipment I create will either be real garbage or a consummate masterpiece." Proclaimed Lea.

"Yeah... not an easy situation," Said Gisle.

"This effect really fits the name of your soul. Lea, do you know what the success of a masterpiece outfit depends on?" Asked Wain.

Lea nodded and said, "I'm not exactly sure, but the description says it depends on a lot of factors. The quality of the item created is influenced by my skills, luck, the difficulty of processing materials, and their rarity. The same goes for other ingredients. Moreover, when I use my skill, I can spend souls. This also increases the chance of creating a masterpiece. But still, the most important thing is my skills."

"I see the factors are indeed many, and your skill seems problematic. However, I'm sure that if you can create a weapon that any perfectionist would be satisfied with, such a masterpiece will serve you well." Proclaimed Wain.

Gisle nodded satisfactorily, and Lea breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't stupid, and she knew that if she proved useless, Gisle or Wain would throw her out to be eaten by monsters.

She had to try her best to prove her worth.. Moreover, Wain's words about the great rarity of her soul encouraged Lea.