Reya sat up so fast that she nearly slipped out of the chair. Lillia caught her by the shoulders. “Careful!” “You can help?” Reya asked eagerly. “Really?” “Calm down,” Lillia grumbled, releasing Reya and letting out a heavy sigh. “Let’s just consider it an advance payment, yes? You aren’t allowed to go to any taverns other than mine. And, in exchange, I help out my most valuable customer.” “Deal!” Reya said. She paused for a moment and her features crumpled again. “Wait. How are you going to be able to help? Your food is good, but they aren’t going to stop fighting us if you feed them.” Didn’t you specifically come here just to get food? “I’m more than just some mere tavernkeeper,” Lillia said. “I’ve dealt with a few rowdy idiots before, and three bodies against thirty is much better than two. If you think about it, that means we each just have to take out ten of them.” “You know, that’s almost exactly what Arwin told me about himself. And you’re right!” Reya’s eyes lit with just a little hope. “That’s not too bad. As long as they’re all looking in the other direction and completely oblivious to my presence for the entire fight, I could probably do that.” Do you want them to strip naked and point to their vital spots as well? “Right,” Lillia said. She could still barely believe a single word coming out of her mouth, but it was too late to back out now. Despite what the humans had claimed about her kind, a demon did not go back on their word. “Well?” Reya whispered. “Is it working?” “You could look yourself, you know,” Lillia said dryly. She looked back to Arwin, a thoughtful expression passing over her face. “But yes. I think it is.” Arwin worked the final nail into the armor. His fingers were sore and exhausted, and even though his [Soul Flame] didn’t burn him, his entire body felt like it had been baked in an oven. He barely even noticed. Arwin lifted the scale mail, delight dancing in his eyes as he felt the Mesh come to life within it. [Forest Lizard Scale Mail: Unique Quality] has been forged. Forging a magical item has granted you energy. Achievement: [I’m Special] has been earned. [I’m Special] – Awarded for forging your first Unique Quality item. Effects: Upgrade one of your existing skills. This achievement will be consumed immediately. [I’m Special]has been consumed. Before Arwin could even think about what the Mesh had said, a list of his existing skills flickered to life before him, blinking impatiently. Getting his current skills upgraded was just as important as acquiring new ones, but Arwin’s nose scrunched in distaste. As usual, the Mesh had given him absolutely no information about what the skill upgrades would actually be. There were certain Titles and Achievements that gave more information on upgrades that he’d always found invaluable, but he didn’t have the benefit of any of those this time. Fortunately, he only had two skills to choose between. It’s not hard to tell what upgrading Awaken would do. I’d get magical items more often, and they’d be less likely to have detrimental effects. Soul Flame, on the other hand, I’m unsure. I’d assume it would become more effective. Normally, I’d go straight with Awaken. At some point, I’d want to upgrade Awaken regardless. But… if Soul Flame gives me the chance to make stronger weapons, even if they happen less often, wouldn’t that be the better choice? Arwin’s jaw clenched. It was just as possible that upgrading Awaken would result in the same improvement. It was difficult to tell because the description of the skill said that the component that affected his chances of making a trait was unknown. After a few more seconds of deliberation, Arwin selected [Soul Flame]. Both skills were tempting. Going with either one was a bet, and if he was going to bet, he wanted to bet on the one that he had the most information on. [Soul Flame] – Passion burns within you with such intensity that it become manifest. You may draw out your Soul Flame, empowering the fire of your forge, but be wary – any magical damage done to the Soul Flame will transfer onto your soul. Your Soul Flame can pull all the traits from a magical item and allow you to transfer them onto other items without pre-existing magic. A delighted grin stretched across Arwin’s face. It wasn’t a direct upgrade to his actual items, but considering the random nature of the traits he was able to make right now, this change would be invaluable. The catch is that I have to take all the traits, so I can’t just separate off the detrimental ones, but this will still be useful if I get a strong defensive trait on a dagger or something like that. Arwin let the skill fade away. He was mildly surprised – and pleased – to find that he hadn’t reached the next level in his Tier. It got exponentially harder to advance with every level, and Unique Classes often took even more energy than normal to grow stronger. To Arwin, that was a blessing. It meant more time to claim Titles and Achievements, which was exactly what he needed. Arwin summoned the Mesh once more, this time studying the newly made scale mail to see what rewards his efforts had reaped him. Forest Lizard Scale Mail: Unique Quality [Molten Fury]: This item was not just forged in flame – it is one with it. The wearer of this item gains heat resistance. Upon being struck, this item may forcibly draw magical energy and release a whip of molten flame at the attacker. [Unique]: Once donned, this item will bond with its owner. It will change sizes so long as material permits to fit them perfectly, and anyone else who attempts to wear it may suffer retaliation. Information about this item may be hidden from others after it has bonded. It possesses [1] concealed property. The armor was beautiful. Its scales rippled in the firelight, shimmering like green gemstones. The description of the armor was short and to the point, but Arwin could see exactly why it had been marked as Unique. The word was rather self-explanatory. Being Unique wasn’t necessarily a good thing, but it did mean that the item would be different – and the addition of a concealed property was interesting. He had no way of knowing when it would show up or what it would do, but that just added to his interest.