I Only Tame Dragons

Chapter 80 Class-A Forging Studio

"What's with all these classes anyway?" someone from the back grumbled.

The elf's patience was wearing thin. The elf begrudgingly explained, "The Class-A Forging Studio is equipped with high-tier magical furnaces, fueled by Everflame, which ensures the most consistent and intense heat.

"The tools are made of enchanted Mithril, allowing for precise crafting and improving the quality of your final product. In a Class-A Forge, you can finish crafting in half the time, and the success rate for complex enhancements is significantly higher."

The crowd began to murmur among themselves.

Horizon's decision was made. He was going to rent a Class-A Forging Studio, no matter the cost.

The Elf continued, "In contrast, a Class-D Studio is far more . . . basic. It's barely more than a standard forge. Normal flame, average tools made of regular steel, and no magical support to assist in crafting.

There's a greater chance of errors, longer crafting times, and the quality won't be anywhere near as good. But if that's all you can afford, then by all means, be my guest."

The distinction was clear: Class-A was for elite craftsmen—those who sought perfection, precision, and speed, while Class-D was for the masses—adequate for low-tier equipment but nowhere near the standard needed for higher-tier creations.

Horizon glanced at the elf, his patience thinning. "Is there nothing in between?" he asked.

The elven staff sighed in annoyance, clearly not interested in explaining to the crowd of curious onlookers. "There is, but I'm not wasting my breath on you lot. By now, you should understand the basics."

Many of the players, unable to afford the steep price of the Class-A studio, sighed in resignation and opted for the Class-C instead. It was far from ideal, but at 2 Bullions per day, it was a more manageable expense than the Class-A. At least the Class-C studios had better equipment than the bare-bones Class-D ones.

As the line slowly advanced, Horizon overheard murmurs from the other players.

"Isn't that the guy who crossed Veilborne last night?" one voice whispered.

"Yeah, him. A nameless guild member with nothing but low-tier gear."

"And didn't he struggle to pay 20 Bullions to the guards yesterday? He only got through because one of them was bribed. Now he thinks he can afford a forge?"

"He's probably going for the Class-D studio," one of them muttered dismissively. "That's all someone like him could manage."

Horizon paid no attention to their whispers. His mind was already on the forge. He had a lot of work to do, and with ten days in the best studio available, he would make the most of every gil he had spent.

While the other players stewed in confusion, Horizon strode toward the forge with Frigid and Nyx by his side. The chatter of disbelief behind him faded into the background as he focused on the studio ahead.

From the outside, the Class-A forging studio looked like a modest hut, deceptively simple in appearance. However, as they neared, Horizon could feel the pulse of magic surrounding it, a shimmering barrier that hinted at the power within.

Even Frigid could walk right in without any issue. The studio's enchantments adapted seamlessly, expanding to accommodate Frigid's massive frame.

The moment they stepped inside, Horizon's breath caught in his throat. The interior was nothing short of breathtaking.

The main room opened into a wide, expansive space, far larger than the hut's exterior suggested. The walls seemed to pulse faintly with magical runes that glowed in shades of blue and silver. It felt like stepping into another dimension, one crafted solely for the art of creation.

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