Vicente bitterly laughed when he heard that. There was almost no inflation in the magical world. If one were to try to classify this place, it was certainly a deflationary society, not an inflationary one like most states on Earth.
In Polaris Realm, you could earn a coin today, and in 500 years, the same coin could buy more than it could today.
It was an impressive thing that had struck Vicente when he first heard about it from his father.
However, the prices of some services, natural resources, and even magical artifacts could vary greatly depending on supply and demand.
For example, there were only a few 3rd stage blacksmiths in Millfall.
Therefore, artifacts created by blacksmiths of that stage would be more expensive in Millfall than in a place where there was a greater supply of blacksmiths of that stage for the same number of potential customers.
Somewhere in the kingdom, or even on the continent, there must be resources similar to those found in Millfall, with prices much lower or higher than those found locally.
The same was true for services, such as an aptitude test, like the one Vicente had to do to attract this man.
But he had nothing to say to Benson and simply did what he had to, handing the coins to the metallic creature near him. 𝒃𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝒍．𝒆𝒕
After collecting the 11 gold coins, this metal figure moved as smoothly as a wooden training dummy would move and opened the front door of this estate for Vicente.
Vicente watched the metal creature walk toward Benson with interest, noting how complex it seemed.
But when he saw the man walking back into the building that looked like a warehouse, he soon followed him faster and found himself inside the building.
Upon entering, Vicente was surprised to find a large forge with several furnaces, piles of various metals here and there, unfinished artifacts, and even ores that still needed to be processed.
The area was quite large. Almost the entire first floor of this building was just a large work area for the blacksmiths. But from there, Vicente could see some rooms on the 2nd and 3rd floors where there were toilets, libraries, and study rooms.
‘Obviously, Benson is a true scholar of his art, who must have had many students…’ Vicente thought to himself, thinking that the internal structure of this place was very attractive to young blacksmiths.
As far as Vice knew, professionals of most specializations were more focused on themselves than on their students. And while many had teaching facilities, as far as the young man knew, they were not up to the level of what he saw at this estate.
This was supposed to be Benson’s house. Still, it looked more like a small part of a college, not a house like the many others owned by blacksmiths and other local professionals.
That was another point in Benson’s favor.
“This place looks great, senior. I imagine this place gets filled with your students occasionally, no?” He asked, still observing the area, while Benson was already standing beside an ore he was working on.
“No,” Benson said dryly before voicing. “Come on, boy, show me what you’re capable of. Let’s see what your skills are like.”
He pointed to the center of a circular area where there was room for one to use his forging skills and create artifacts from scratch.
There were all the necessary tools and materials to forge anything one wanted and could.
For blacksmiths, there was nothing better than putting their skills to the test and showing a higher-level master what they were capable of.
Perhaps some could not produce anything of quality without proper study of the craft or even the tutelage of a more skilled master. However, the very act of attempting to produce something could reveal much about one’s ability.
Even a rough diamond would have its beauty in the eyes of someone who knew its value and could appreciate its potential!
But Vicente went against the expectations of this local expert.
“Senior Benson, I don’t know how to work with this. I’ve never tried anything like it and don’t know the basics of forging. But I made the armor I’m wearing. Would you like to analyze it?”
Benson’s eyes narrowed as he became extremely serious.
Even though he had received the gold coins from this young man, he did not want to waste his time!
“You don’t know anything about forging… Then how did you make the armor?” He asked as his face went dark.
“That’s one of the features of my first skill,” Vicente said without giving more details.
“Is it? Then let me see it up close.” Benson stood up, and the Yellow Gem on his forehead shone brightly, making the drop design on his forehead very beautiful.
Next, a Red Pentagram emerged from his body, and blue flames appeared around Vicente’s body, scaring him a little with its temperature.
But these flames did not touch Vice’s body under Benson’s control and only surrounded his strange armor.
“Huh? That’s quite strange, young man. Even though it is fragile, it has perfect connections, as if the metal had been melted over your own body rather than arranged together.” Benson frowned as he felt everything about the armor.
“Also, it was made from a number of metals that would normally be difficult to combine…”
Not every feature in an artifact would combine well!
In the magical world, things could have their affinities, and as such, not every mixture was possible, be it in armor or other things like pills.
“But all of these metals are very common, and as a result, this armor does not have any fascinating defensive power.”
He extinguished his flames and looked at Vicente, especially at the young man’s Magic Gem.
Benson had never seen such a gem before, but as much as it was good and he was as talented as the black-haired young man, he was only interested in training young monsters who could surpass him.
So he said. “Will you show me how you made this armor? That alone is not enough for me to invite you to become my disciple.”
The ability to create ‘perfect’ things without connections that could weaken parts of an artifact was exciting. Especially since with this ability, one could create things that were very difficult to make with only flame control skills, shape control skills, and specially applied power.
But without seeing more, even if he was interested, Benson still wasn’t convinced to invite a young man who didn’t even know how to use a hammer.
Vicente didn’t make it difficult for himself and activated his ability, moving his mana as his Red Pentagram appeared.
At that moment, he felt a great weight on his conscience as he noticed a large amount of metal under his grasp.
Benson immediately frowned when he noticed this!