Free Web NovelChapter 71: Long Game (1)
The news of Shinon’s masterfully crafted combat knives had spread like wildfire throughout the settlement. However, since the Spiders had reserved the blades for themselves, the rest of them could only hope Shinon could craft something similar for them.
The residents, hungry for a means to defend themselves in these tumultuous times, had gathered outside Shinon’s workshop in a crowd that seemed to swell with each passing moment.
Excitement and anticipation filled the air as they eagerly awaited their turn to place their orders.
As the doors to the workshop swung open, a surge of anticipation filled the air. The room was filled with a diverse crowd representing different backgrounds and occupations within the settlement.
There were warriors clad in worn armour and battle scars, seeking enhancements to their weapons. With soot-stained hands and sweat-drenched brows, craftsmen and women yearned for tools to aid their work.
And lastly, adventurers, with the gleam of adventure in their eyes, sought protective gear to face the dangers beyond the settlement’s borders.
Amidst the bustling crowd, Shinon stood at the centre of the workshop, his expression a mix of surprise and delight. He had not expected such a tremendous response, and the sight before him stirred a sense of accomplishment and responsibility.
Even back at home, he rarely met the people he usually crafted weapons and armour for. That’s why he was surprised to see the crowd before him. Thankfully, he wasn’t alone.
Selena and Kira, recognising the need for order, stepped forward to assist Shinon. Selena’s commanding presence and Kira’s gentle yet firm demeanour helped create a semblance of organisation within the chaotic scene.
They directed the eager customers into a queue, ensuring each person had a fair chance to voice their requests.
The crowd hummed with anticipation, a fusion of voices and excitement filling the workshop. Shinon took a deep breath, readying himself for the deluge of orders coming his way.
He glanced at Selena and Kira, silently appreciating their support, before addressing the eager crowd.
"Thank you all for your interest in my work," Shinon began, his voice projecting strength and confidence. "I appreciate your patience as we navigate through the orders. Rest assured, I will do my best to accommodate each and every one of you."
The crowd erupted in a chorus of excited murmurs, their eyes shining with anticipation. They eagerly presented their requests, each seeking a weapon, armour, or accessory that would suit their needs.
"Looks like you’ve got quite the demand, Shinon," Selena commented, her voice carrying a hint of admiration. "Word travels fast, doesn’t it?"
Shinon nodded a mixture of pride and surprise evident on his face. He had hoped that his creations would be well-received, but the overwhelming response had surpassed his expectations. It was proof of his craftsmanship and the trust the people placed in him.
"I didn’t expect such a turnout," Shinon replied, his voice tinged with gratitude and determination. "But I’m ready to meet their needs. We’ll make sure everyone gets what they’re looking for. As long as they behaved themselves, that is."
Kira stepped forward, her voice projecting over the crowd as she raised her hand for attention. "Please, everyone, we understand your excitement, but let’s maintain order. We will take your orders one by one and ensure that each of you is attended to."
The crowd murmured in agreement, the anticipation transforming into a more organised eagerness. They formed a line, their expressions a blend of expectation and hope.
Each person carried their reasons for seeking out Shinon’s craftsmanship—to protect their loved ones, to feel a sense of security, or simply to possess a piece of his artistry.
As the first person approached, Selena stepped forward, a friendly smile on her face. "Welcome. Please state your order, and we’ll ensure it’s fulfilled to the best of our abilities."
The settlement’s residents took turns stepping forward, voicing their requests for weapons, armour, and various accessories. Shinon listened attentively, his focus unwavering as he took note of each person’s desires. He jotted down the details with precision and patience, ensuring no order was overlooked or forgotten.
Kira, ever the efficient organiser, worked alongside Shinon, coordinating the orders’ logistics, keeping track of the materials required, and calculating the necessary time and resources for each creation. Her presence brought a sense of structure and efficiency to the bustling workshop.
The room hummed with a lively atmosphere as the orders continued to pour in. Shinon’s hands were a blur of motion, sketching designs, calculating measurements, and selecting materials.
The weight of responsibility rested on his shoulders, but he embraced it willingly, fueled by the determination to meet the settlement’s needs. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
With each person served, the crowd slowly dissipated, leaving a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in its wake. Shinon stood amidst a room filled with remnants of conversations, sketches, and a newfound sense of purpose. A purpose of defeating the Phoenixes from the inside.
Unbeknownst to everyone, Shinon silently smiled as the orders kept piling up. So far, his plan had worked effectively, and soon everyone in the settlement would possess a weapon, armour, or accessory he created.
He would slowly but surely win them over and spread his creations throughout the settlement like an addiction. Everyone would become addicted to his products and want more and more stuff.
Once equipped with weapons and gear that were useless against Shinon and his allies, he would strike them down and take over the settlement. fгeewebnovёl.com
But it would take a lot of time, time which Shinon was planning on utilising effectively by gaining enough strength to overthrow the Phoenixes for good.
The Phoenixes must have thought they’d get to exploit Shinon’s abilities for their benefit, and once he wasn’t needed, they’d throw him out like before.
They had failed to realise that Shinon had planned to bind them in a symbiotic relationship. As much as the Phoenixes were exploiting him, he was doing the same to them. The only difference was he didn’t boast about his intentions in front of them like Marcus.
’We’re playing a long game, Marcus. But this time, I’ll be the one sending you off.’
