Rebirth of The Strongest Celestial

Chapter 152: Are we in the wrong profession?

Esame'el nearly launches several daggers at Apolita as appears out of the floor like a demon. Plus since it's the middle of the night and bioluminescence is low, it makes her look even eerier with her portal weird randomly sewing out dribbles of smoke. Her reaction is partially Tyrs fault as he keeps his magic intent neutral. When Apolita gives him a fright his magic intent condensed around Apolita making Esame'el think she is in danger as it triggers her essence sense. Apolita doesn't know how close she came to biting the dust just now. Tyr quickly salvaging the situation tries to leave the rig.  A few minutes from now the guards at the door should be waking. They will definitely sound the alarm. He wants to take no chances. They are after all ten levels higher so it makes sense that they will come out of it sooner.  Having been in the building for almost ten minutes Tyr doesn't feel the need to push their luck. However, Esame'el believes they have a little more time especially since the guild is in dire need right now. The Mint has requisitioned more than half the senior leadership on some ridiculous missions. This is barely tolerable as they can meet them in the real world even if it is only for three hours.

Esame'el says, " Apolita that portal of yours does it lead any with lots of space and a few place like a warehouse or something close to home. I think I have an idea." By her estimation, the portal might just be wide enough. It has been a while since she scratched her rogue itch and today has revitalised her trust in those skills and that way of thinking. The way she had to constantly think of new ways to fight without getting close or using her essence sense as a way to detect lifeforms and avoid completely. She feels a whole new world has opened to her somehow. She wants to see if her crazy idea is possible. 

Apolita says, "Yeah on the northern side of Red Iron Island. " She had gone there a while back so it was still saved to her portal keystone. 

Tyr says, "If I'm guessing you're trying to steal something else. You can't use the north we dropped off a bunch of people who will definitely talk. We can use the excuse of rescuing our people however the reason I'm being so careful is that we can't afford to offend this power right now." The Bramuda company is a business and any good business take bits pound of flesh with added interest. So they need to avoid as much suspicion as possible.

Esame'el says, "I know that but the Mint is bigger and scummier than whoever this is. They can be our fence especially given our current relationship. We aren't mandated to follow their rules. So long as we move quickly these people won't be able to do anything to us." Tyr nods she has done her homework The Mint is a neutral company so there is nothing they don't do. Plus being not only an acquaintance status means Sunken Reef can do whatever it likes with the stuff it steals. 

Apolita says, "That sounds fishy how they can be a good company if they buy stolen goods." 

Tyr says, " They claim the supreme good is trade with all parties no matter what. This means that they will sell to and buy from anyone. I mean anyone even Thousandstlyesmiles." Thousand Styles Miles was used in a sexual harassment seminar in the guild. Thus Thousandstylesmiles's' image at least in the Sunken Reef guild is associated with sexual predators. This was done to agitate him for some reason ThousandStyleMiles has completely dropped off the map and cannot be found.  This is no good for the guild as they need to know where their enemies are.

Esame'el says, "And we can use that to sell what we can use from what we steal here." 

Tyr says, "Be quick we don't have very long we are staying another five minutes at most." 

Esame'el says, "We going back to the first vault." Tyr can't understand why it is not worth the risk even if they use her portal to send items though they can only grab so many it doesn't make sense to him. Though he lets her try anyways no need to blemish a good night. If their luck holds out they might find something good maybe even great. They make back silently all of them following Esame'el in the vault lined with bottles and snowglobes and glass canopic jars. 

Tyr tries to reach for some bottle and Apolita is about to open a portal in the vault when Esame'el says, "what in the tree fungus are you'll doing?"

Apolita looking a little confused says, "you said we going to ned my portals so I'm going to open one." Tyr decides to shut his mouth before he also makes an arse of himself. 

Esame'el says, "back in the office you made your portal prone and slowly lifted yourself up. I assume you can control the speed of items going through your portal? Good just what I was hoping for! Now make a portal wide enough to take the whole cabinet through right? Great so get going girl we have a vault to clear out." Apolita can only nod to every question it is simple to add more magic power to get the desired results. Plus the only place big enough is the southern Encampment from where they used to keep all the guilds resources until recently. This portal was she used to move all her stuff quickly to the western side of the island. She does have one problem though so she tries to be delicate as to not dampen Esame'els mode.

'The idea is a great one.' Both Tyr and Apolita think so, apolita wonders why she didn't think of this use for her portal. Tyr on the other has an even dumper idea but shelf as to steal Esame'els thunder. She had hit the nail on the head just her thinking is too small. However in truth the more he thinks about the more he feels it would definitely lead to an all-out war with Bramuda. Plus that machine will definitely be trackable if Apolita had a direct route to The Mint he would do it. But that is also too fanciful the Mint would never allow unauthorised travel like that. He decides to let The Capsized Angolan keep its Leechship. 

Apolita says, "I can only do it three times with thematic power I have. I'm sorry to let you down it really is a great plan." Esame'el looks distressed there is no way she can pick three shelves. There are at least thirty shelves here. She looks at Tyr expectantly Tyr can only nod knowing exactly what to do. he takes out his ring and gives it to Apolita.  Apolita nearly dies from shock the uncommon ring in her grasp has enough magic power to triple her magic power reserves. 

Tyr says, "Get to work quickly we don't have much time." Apolita does as she is told it takes about forty seconds for her to send a Shelf to the southern encampment warehouse. As the shelves appear everyone has been banned from entering the warehouse. Which is ow being guarded by Ori of people who were in the area. He wants to be done with the raft so he has been triple shifts to get it done. every shift is six hours game time as long as they do that they are mostly free to do wah they like. Ori wants this done because he wants Tyr to get him a cooler pet than he got Ninth Immortal. His pride as Rancher is on the line. 

Soon after about seven minutes alarms start going off inside the building. The alarm is a thundering bellow similar to a whale. Tyr smacks his teeth and says, Do you guys have a mask or something to cover my face even a polymorph potion will work. He has to do something to give them a chance to finish. 

Apolita says, "What is a polymorph potion?" She doesn't stop since Tyr looks like he has a plan. 

Esame'el says, "I might be able to do something but it has only worked once on me I'm not if it will fit you." Tyr comes right up to her nodding and smiling. She thanks internally for trusting her without even asking a question. One of the abilities of an artificer is to construct tools however in order for him to unlock the complete advanced class she has to make one original tool. This is the perfect time to do so. She opens her Forger class minigame. Tiny trumpets and flutes play as before when she failed she selects original design. She is pulled into a small world in her mind everyone is frozen this all takes place in a split second.

Esamee'el clicks on the outline of his Tyr's' body. The system registers its first error, multiple classes are detected please provide manual input. She bites her lips she isn't sure what his class is he has both magic and weapons but he is not a magic swordsman as that is clear. There is little difference to her between the sword and spear but a magic swordsman feels different nobody feels like Tyr well except SKY Ocean Hunter and Styx. She knows SKY Ocean Hunter well he isn't a normal class he isn't a simple multiclass ether, She shrugs it's the only thing she can do. She selects a material called Veselite by mixing it with Glorinstone one gets a designer metal that can be made into almost anything one can think of. She makes the mask out of all her Masterite. At first, it is shaped for a manga before she has focused on moulding it to fit Tyr. She work carefully adding rune script to allow it to be enchanted unfortunately at her level she can only have three sockets and two upgrade slots. She has always had a thing for Oni masks so it looks like loosely. She has artistic integrity even if she is trying to become a forger. By the time she is done she adds the strange lines that Styx has all over his body it accents the groves of the masks. It has sharper teeth than normal just like SKY Ocean Hunter. As a final touch, she gives it a fierce expression. 

To everyone else, it looks like she literally moulded a metal mask onto Tyrs' face out of thin air. Esame'el smiles and says, "It's done, I actually did it." 

Apolita says, " What did you do?" She can't see clearly from where she is as she is standing right next to the shelves to increase the speed they go at. 

Tyr says, " Thank You, this will work just fine." 

Tyr immediately dashes out towards the main corridor to cause a massive disrupting. Thanks to Blackbeard he has a general layout of the lower floors. 

Esame'el is greeted by another amazing system message. 

[SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT]

YOU ARE THE FIFTH FORGER TO CREATE AN ORIGINAL ITEM. 

[HIDDEN QUEST ACTIVATED]

Find the hidden master...

You have received one clue for being fifth. Congratulations!!!

1. Veselite+glorinstone= masterite