The Strongest Assassin Reincarnates in Another World

*BEEP*

[Having won the tournament, you have priority over the blacksmith that you want.]

Aiden seeing this smiled happy that winning the tournament had given him another advantage over the others.

It felt good that he could feel somewhat superior to them if he was to be honest.

Then, as Aiden started to glance at all of the blacksmiths, he sometimes clicked on some of their profiles wanting to see whether or not they were good.

Most of the time, his criteria for clicking on a profile was the stars that were under those profiles.

He decided that he only wanted the best which is why he only clicked on the five stars blacksmiths.

Then, as he continued looking at all those profiles he remembered the dwarf who had interpelled him back in the streets.

The one who looked almost the same as Thorin the one who was the head of a founding family.

“Now where is he?” mumbled Aiden as he continued to look at all of those profiles, not able to find the one that he wanted the most.

“Well, maybe he isn’t a five-star blacksmith?” continued Aiden, not sure if he was looking at the right place.

However, he quickly dismissed what he had just uttered because Aiden remembered the calluses on that man’s hands and those were ones of an experienced person who had hammered for years if not decades.

Then, as he continued to look at all of those profiles, he finally saw one with the name of Thorin. However, Aiden wasn’t sure if it was the right one as there was only a single star below that profile.

[Thorin Ravenwood]

[One-Star Blacksmith]

[Description: A talented blacksmith who is hard to talk to, will do as he wants with the crafting of your weapon and won’t let you give your opinion on it. The reason why he has one star is because of his horrible personality. He has the name of the head of the Ravenwood family and many confused the two.]

“Horrible personality?” mumbled Aiden once again, not sure if he had read correctly.

He wasn’t sure if he had done so, because it didn’t make much sense if he based his opinion on the same dwarf who had interpellated him in the streets.

Aiden remembered that it hadn’t been all that bad and that the dwarf had been friendly with, well somewhat.

“But that personality doesn’t seem all that bad,” continued Aiden as he didn’t understand how someone’s personality could lower someone’s worth.

As long as he was good, he should be rated higher. So, why would someone’s personality interfere with such a rating?

𝑛𝞸𝑣𝑒𝓁𝔫𝑬xt.𝓒𝑜𝑀

Aiden couldn’t help but find it extremely stupid.

He didn’t know who had made such a rating, but he had to admit that it was extremely stupid.

Seeing that no one had picked him yet, probably because of his rating. Aiden didn’t lose any more time searching for another blacksmith as he simply selected him, interested in what he could make.

Then, the little interactive screen once again changed as it showed multiple choices.

[Weapon Choices]

[Dagger]

[Sword]

[Long Sword]

[Gloves]

[Hammer]

[Bow]

…

Aiden read all of this and simply dismissed most of them as he already knew the type of weapon that he wanted. 

He wanted a dagger which is exactly what he clicked on.

Then, a beeping sound resounded in his mind.

*BEEP*

[You have chosen the Dagger.]I think you should take a look at

[Give further instructions to your blacksmith.]

But then after hearing that part in his mind, the screen stayed black not showing a place to write or say any instructions.

Seeing this, Aiden immediately remembered the description of Thorin and suddenly everything immediately made sense.

“I guess the system won’t let me make any suggestions to the blacksmith,” mumbled Aiden, not that disappointed.

‘Well, he probably knows more than me,’ thought Aiden, knowing that a blacksmith who had more experience than him would be able to make better choices when crafting a weapon.

“Alright, now I chose the skill, the weapon, so what’s left?” muttered Aiden, as he waited for the screen to show the next reward.

Aiden didn’t even remember what it was if he were to be honest. It had completely left his mind, so he decided to depend on that little interactive screen.

Then, a couple of seconds later, the screen once again lighted up this time with a completely new interface.

[Blacksmith: Thorin Ravenwood]

[Item Choice]

[Gloves]

[Mask]

[Cape]

[Pants]

[Boots]

…

“Oh, right it’s an item of our choice,” mumbled Aiden, as he finally remembered about his last reward.

Aiden had to admit that participating in the Inter Family Tournament had been a really good idea since he had gotten so many rewards.

However, there were times when he had been in danger of being discovered, but the overall situation had been good.

He was now going to join a founding family where he would be protected from the Nightshades, he would have a new skill, a new weapon, and a new item. 

Aiden would have regretted not participating in it.

Nonetheless, Aiden quickly dismissed those thoughts as he needed to choose what item he wanted.

Looking quickly at all of those choices, Aiden chose the item that he needed the most right now pants or rather leggings.

That was what he needed the most since this was the only item that he didn’t have at the moment.

Then, the beeping sound once again resounded his mind.

*BEEP*

[You have chosen Pants.]

[Give further instruction to your blacksmith.]

But, once again, the screen stayed completely dark not letting him tell any sort of instructions to Thorin, the blacksmith.

After that, the screen once again lit up and a big message was written on it.

[Do you want to go back to the Arena?]

Aiden read that and didn’t think too much about it as he simply returned to the Arena once again.

There he saw that everyone was looking at him as he was the last to arrive which was weird considering that he hadn’t given instruction to his blacksmith.

‘So now what?’ thought Aiden, wondering about what would happen next.

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Please read the Author’s Note

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