Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

This time Arthur stood on the side while watching in expectation what Agnus was doing. It wasn't anything new as the genius and young blacksmith put the cold purple ores inside the oven when the temperature was suitable.

Then he started to use a big fan to add more air inside the oven to keep the temperature rising. Arthur couldn't see clearly what was going inside the oven.

But he could follow everything happening via watching the energy changes. His eyes provided him this privilege. But he could only see the changes in energy and couldn't see what was going inside.

The first reaction between the ores and fire left a surge in power that startled Arthur. He felt this would lead to an outbreak of the sealed power inside the ores.

But as time passed on, and after ten minutes inside the oven, this surge calmed down and retreated to become just like specks of purple light shining around the ores.

The small pieces of the ore were acting like stars in Arthur's eyes at first. But at the end of ten minutes, they melted down and became nothing.

"It's working!" Arthur muttered in delight while watching the weak spots of energy coal leasing together. They formed a thin layer around the purple hot liquid, with no sign of resistance or rebellion at all.

Agnus then took out a few of the melted ore and placed it over his anvil. Arthur thought he would strike using his hammer but he threw more cold purple ore inside the oven.

Then he left them to the heart inside the oven while holding his hammer and worked over the slightly cooler melted liquid.

Each strike released a lot of sparks. Arthur could see through his eyes that these sparks were black and grey in color.

They were holding a lot of impurities and dust. And that was the sole reason for Agnus doing.

After firing his hammer with all his might for an entire minute, Agnus returned this piece inside the oven before holding his fan. He increased the temperature again before grabbing another piece of the melted ore and placed it on his anvil.

He didn't forget to add more cold purple ore inside his oven. And as time passed, he continued to do so for the entire three hours.

Then he was ready for the next step.

"Bring me the purple ore molds," Agnus shouted all of a sudden before holding the special plate at the bottom of the oven and grabbing it out.

The oven was massive, reaching almost over five meters in height and over ten in length. So the plate that Agnus grabbed, which didn't exceed half meter width and one meter tall, was only one of many placed inside the oven.

Agnus' workers moved swiftly to bring the mold he and Sara's youth worked over it before. Just as the mold was placed next to Agnus, he poured the hold and melted liquid over the spaces inside the mold.

He kept moving fast so that he wouldn't let the liquid solidify. Or else he would return again and begin the whole process from the start.

"Clang!"

With no care at all, Agnus threw the emptied plate and hurried to grab another one. At this moment he wasn't working alone as few other blacksmiths came to help him in that task.

As they all filled the spaces inside the mold, it was time to let the liquid cool off.

"Bring me the holy water," Agnus shouted and instantly the group of blacksmiths around him took out flasks filled with strange silver water.

Agnus spilled the water over the hot liquid, releasing a thick cloud of vapor.

"It's finished," Agnus took out one small ball and examined it in content. He went to Arthur before bowing as he stretched his hand to offer this to him.

"Amazing work," Arthur took the ball and examined it while Sara said in content and satisfaction. The surface of this small faint purple ball was covered halfway in symbols.

"Shouldn't we cover the entire surface with these symbols?" Arthur couldn't help but ask.

"Then how can the two ores interact together?" Sara provided an explanation as she added, "these symbols don't act only on the purple ore. But they shield it from the Gruben ore. We need the two to interact together to bring forth a stronger form of currency."

"…"

Arthur wasn't experienced in this matter but her words did seem logical. "Go, start working on the Gruben ore next," Arthur said while throwing this ball back to Agnus.

"Right away, lord," Agnus said in deep respect before he returned to his blacksmiths and workers first. He left them here to work hand in hand with Sara's kids.

After all this was just an initial trial, and it succeeded. They needed to start mass producing these purple balls.

They lacked molds, and Agnus wouldn't stand back and keep himself busy here. What he was doing wasn't special and his blacksmiths could do the same.

After he arranged things here, he headed towards the place of the Gruben ovens. His blacksmiths were hammering and purifying this ore for long hours now until it became crystal clear.

And under the light of the sun it appeared like pure crystal for sure. It was reflecting the rays perfectly fine, giving a more pleasant scene than before.

It was purified now, and that shining liquid, shimmering under the sun rays was something Arthur wanted to paint the entire mountain with.

But he knew this wouldn't do any good. As Sara said, if the ore was taken away from the dirt, it would degenerate with time.

Arthur saw the dropped pieces of ores left over on the side. They were unintentionally missed during the breaking process. And now all the glittering and shimmering abilities these pieces had were lost.

So he realized now what Sara meant from earlier. Yet he could only regret not purifying the entire mountain and having a mountain made out of pure crystals.