The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1076: Return Of Fashion

The Warrior stood at the door for a moment, then slowly came forward with a disgusted look at the mage, who lifted one foot and waved her sceptre at him in a cutesy pose.

Then stuck her tongue out at him as he passed.

Maybe the Darklight Host was contagious.

Ashbringer had just finished a suit of armour out of Totem Ranked metals, and while it was currently at the Overlord Rank, that would quickly change as Karl got to work.

It was traditional plate and chain, but altered for greater than usual flexibility, as Ashbringer had made it for someone who used a two-handed blade or axe.

The Guild Leaders had said that they were the main tanks for their groups, so this new arrival should be a damage type warrior.

The armour was also a very dignified ash black, with a fiery red under glow from the Demonic Magic that Ashbringer had used to create it. It had incredible fire resistance, and nearly perfect damage reduction. So, Karl focused his rune work on adding damage, agility and strength, along with the [Sharpness] skill.

As he finished, the Totem Ranked runes surged and the armour began to emit a black demonic mist, casting shadows around the pieces on the table.

{Item Created} Totem Rank, Totem Grade, [Molten Armour Of A Thousand Cuts] Adds 250 points to Skill Power, 10% bonus to Skill Activation Speed, 5% bonus to total Skill Damage. [Additional Effects] Self Repair Level 3, Mana Storage Level 5, [Sharpness].

[Sharpness] Slashing, Stabbing and Disintegration type abilities increase in damage by 10 percent per Rank.

The warrior stared at the armour with pure greed, and began to reach for it when Karl stepped forward and smiled.

“I believe that you will find that the price is quite reasonable. Three weights of the armour in Totem Ranked or higher raw materials.” He insisted.

The Warrior simply stared past him at the armour, clearly pondering his chances of getting past Karl to simply take the item.

But his Guild Leader was right there, and the rational part of his brain said that it would be a terrible idea to start trouble with their new Alliance members, who were willing to make high-quality items for their main Raid Team.

And this was far better than what he already used, which was Mythic Rank, but only Rare Grade.

Slowly, he began piling items on the table, then took out a scale and weighed them.

Karl resisted the urge to laugh at the expression on Raj’s face as the grumpy warrior paid for his purchase. Nobody seemed put out by it, and while part of that would be because of his power, most of it should be that they were just used to him being a grump all the time.

Once he was satisfied that he had paid down to the last gram, he equipped the armour, and was instantly surrounded by a thin layer of black fog with a deep crimson glow from under the black plates of his armour.

“Now, that looks properly intimidating. I wonder if we can mass produce it so that we can have a whole raid team of cool looking warriors?” One of the Totems joked.

“How about fuck off?” The warrior grumbled as he stomped away.

Karl gave the Guild Leaders a curious look, and Hugo made a gesture that Karl took as “I will explain later, and not in public.”

A Totem Ranked battle mage smirked after the grumpy warrior left, and wrapped his arm around the Myth in an idol dress.

“At least the mages can all look cool. I think he said that he had Battle Mage combat robes. There are enough of us to send a full team out dressed the same. Or we can convince the ladies to get coordinated outfits, so they look like an idol troupe.” He joked.

Deve cleared his throat. “First things first. I want to order some stuff. Then I need to run off and take care of Guild business.”

He handed Karl a paper, which simply said {Like they got, but cooler looking}, in wobbly script.

“Got it. I will work on that after we pass out the Mage outfits, as they’re already made, and I will need custom items made for you.” Karl explained.

“Works for me. Let me know when it’s done. Totem Team One, if any of you are in here, move to the front, you are scheduled to be at the Dungeon in two hours.”

A surprising number of people moved forward, and Deve chuckled. “Team One is a forty-person dungeon team. So, they’ve got a dozen mage and mage adjacent classes on the team.”

One of the mages nodded. “Two thirds of the Totems in the Alliance are members of team once, but the Dungeon that we do is only once every other week, so we’re also on other teams.”

“Team One is also the team for the monthly Dungeon.” Hugo added.

Karl nodded. “Well, in that case I should make friends, as I might attempt to work my way into a spot for that monthly dungeon.”

The mages seemed confused by his comment.

“I thought that you were a crafter?” One asked.

“This is just my trade skill. Spending all day inside writing esoteric runes on various pieces of gear and statues would drive me insane. I’m actually quite adept in combat.” Karl explained.

The Guild Leaders laughed quietly. That was one way of putting it.

“Change your outfit and show them.” Hugo insisted.

Karl activated his armour, showing the mages his Tabard, with the decorative third Golden ring to denote an above Rank Guild Challenge victory at the Totem Rank.

“Seriously?” The Mythic Mage asked, placing her hands on her hips and taking a calculated pose, playing to her current Idol outfit.

“That’s how we all met, and I ended up as the sixth Guild Leader in the Alliance, despite not being at the Mythic Rank.” Karl agreed.

“So, that’s how it happened. I thought that they had just found a crafting Guild when they went to the Auction. You need to tell us the story sometime.”

A floating butterfly appeared beside Karl, representing Opal, who despised having to go outside in person.

{An evening showing of the recount of the Mythic Duel will begin at dark tonight, here in this Manor.}

The illusionary text appeared in the air above the butterfly, and Dana giggled.

“Well, it looks like we’re hosting a watch party tonight. I will talk to someone about getting the house set up for guests.”

Karl shook his head. “Opal and Tian are already on it.”