There was a mountain of work to do. He hadn’t known when Sariel would go berserk, so he rushed through the hell expedition and neglected blacksmithing. 

“Sigh.” 

It had been two weeks since he was stuck in the smithy. Grid temporarily suspended the production of the Backbone Sword and focused on what could be handled in the short term. He took care of the commission of the members and created or modified items for the messengers. It was a necessary procedure to compensate for their strengths and weaknesses identified in hell. 

The Backbone Sword... it wasn’t something that could be made in a few days. Due to the nature of the bone material, the work had to be done as carefully as possible. Metal required being melted in heat several times to harden, then melted again and hardened while being tempered thousands to tens of thousands of times. However, the difficulty was very high because bones burned rather than melted. It was impossible to smelt and temper bones unless their craftsman blacksmithing technique was at master level. 

“It seems like it is almost all done.” 

He worked hard for half a month. The members’ requests were completed and the messengers’ items were neatly maintained. Grid was about to start production of the Backbone Sword when...