Main Weapon!
"You'll... solve my problem?"
"Yes."
"Hah!"
Maiking, the dwarf shopkeeper, snorted at Hypno's words.
"How exactly do you plan to solve my problem? This is... this is my issue alone. No one else can fix it! What? Are you saying you'll help me craft a masterpiece? Even if we made one that way, it wouldn't be mine... It wouldn't be my creation alone! That wouldn't solve anything!"
"No, that's not it. I've never even tried blacksmithing to begin with."
"Then... then how the hell are you gonna fix it?! If you're just spinning bullshit to get your hands on that orb, I won't stand for it!"
"Heh heh heh, no need to worry. Why don't you just hand it over to me as a test run?"
"Why the hell should I trust you..."
Hypnosis Wave
You feel completely trustworthy.
"You do seem trustworthy... Ugh... Fine, give it a shot."
"It's awkward talking here—mind showing me to your workshop first?"
"...Follow me."
Hypno followed the dwarf shopkeeper into the workshop behind the store. It was packed with weapons and armor, along with all sorts of tools for crafting them.
Maiking plopped down on a low stool in the workshop and barked at Hypno, "Grab any chair and sit."
Once he no longer saw Hypno as a customer, the dwarf's tone turned gruff. Hypno didn't mind—he just dragged over a chair from the workshop and sat in front of Maiking.
"So? How're you gonna fix my problem?"
"First, tell me the details. We'll figure out the solution after."
"Hmph. Fine. My problem is..."
Maiking's issue went like this.
Two years ago, he'd completed the Cheonma's Orb, a purple orb of legend. But ever since, he hadn't been able to forge anything on its level. He didn't expect to match it exactly—that wasn't the point. The real problem was he couldn't even create gear that satisfied himself.
Especially in the crucial final tempering stage, doubts crept in: Can I really make something worthy of that orb? His focus shattered every time, and this had dragged on for over two years. As a blacksmith, Maiking was drowning in frustration and despair.
"That's why... I haven't made a single piece I'm happy with...
"Look at these!"
Maiking gestured wildly at the weapons in the workshop.
"That one! That one! And that one! All unfinished! For the past year... I've just kept failing, stalling at the final stage. Even if I push through to the end somehow... it's always half-assed garbage! Arrrghhh!"
The dwarf tore at his hair, roaring in self-loathing.
Hypno eyed the unfinished masterpieces on display and thought, These look fucking amazing even to me... Artisan standards are on another level, huh?
"If that's your issue, I can definitely fix it."
"Wh-what?! You serious?!"
Maiking froze mid-hair-pull, then scurried over and grabbed Hypno's pant leg.
"If! If you really solve it, I'll do anything! Whatever I can!"
"I already told you. Solve your problem... and you give me the Cheonma's Orb."
"Th-that's..."
"You called it your life's masterpiece... but once this is fixed, you can make plenty more, right?"
"Ugh..."
Maiking pondered for a moment, fists clenched, body trembling. Then he nodded fiercely.
"Deal... If you really fix it... the Cheonma's Orb is yours."
"Got it. Then..."
Maximum-Power Hypnosis Wave!
Hypno unleashed his strongest hypnosis wave yet. Maiking's eyes glazed over instantly, fully entranced.
Let's see. He said anxiety hits at the last moment, right?
"From now on, when forging a weapon, you focus only on that weapon. You won't think of the Cheonma's Orb even once. Your sole goal is perfecting the piece at hand."
Hypno ensured no orb-related doubts would plague him, then added,
"If even a partially finished work satisfies you, you'll feel massive gratitude toward me—more than you've ever felt for anyone. And you'll believe I've already taken all the measures needed to fix you."
With the hypnosis complete, Hypno withdrew the wave and clapped.
Clap!
"There, all done. Now try forging again."
"Hoo..."
Snapping out of it, Maiking sighed and stared deeply at Hypno before speaking.
"I didn't expect you'd go all out like that. I'm grateful already. Even if it fails... I won't blame you."
Hypno raised an eyebrow at the dwarf's earnest tone. What the hell kinda 'measures' does he think happened in his head? Whatever, doesn't matter.
Maiking shuffled to the wall, grabbing a red sword hung at his height.
"First test... gotta be this Flame Emperor."
"Flame Emperor?"
"Sword forged from a red dragon's tooth. One I... couldn't finish a year ago, scared it'd fail. Final tempering'll take at least 30 minutes. Wanna wait outside?"
"Sure, why not."
30 minutes ain't long... Heh, time for some fun.
Hypno left the serious-faced dwarf behind and stepped out of the shop.
"Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!"
"Oh, yeah, good girl. Getting better at sucking. Now try licking the slit. Use the tip of your tongue on my urethra!"
"Lick lick lick lick!"
With 30 minutes to kill until Maiking finished, Hypno had hypnotized a passing female adventurer. He'd set up in a nearby alley with transparent and soundproof barriers, making her give him a blowjob to pass the time.
This time, no common sense tweaks—just straight commands under hypnosis. Hypno mused, Altering common sense is fun, but total mind-blank obedience like this? Also top-tier. Hmm, next time maybe knock her out cold for some sleeping face-fuck? Raw body reactions are a delicacy too.
Just then—
ROOOAAARRR!
"Hm?"
A deep, booming roar echoed from the smithy.
"Done already? Good—swallow every drop of my cum. Not a single bit left behind. And suck out whatever's left in my urethra...!"
Sploosh! Spuuuurt! Spuuuurt!
"Guh! Gulp gulp gulp... Sluuuurp..."
Hypno finished with an irrumatio creampie down her throat. The entranced woman obeyed without resistance, gulping it down and starting cleanup duty on his urethra.
Once she finished and pulled away, Hypno commanded,
"Now go about your day like normal. Oh, and you won't remember this—you'll think you were just killing time like usual."
The adventurer woman stood, left the alley, and Hypno pulled up his pants, releasing the hypnosis.
"Wha...? Oh, crap, I spent way too long browsing gear. Time's... Kyaa! Already this late?! I'm late!"
Hypno watched her dash off in a panic, then headed back into the smithy and straight to the workshop.
"Ooh... Ooooooh! It's done! Perfect! Perfect! This is it! Exactly what I wanted! Yessssss!"
Maiking held the red sword aloft with both hands, tears streaming into his beard as he whooped in joy.
Heh heh, looks like it worked.
"Went well?"
"Huh?! Oh! Ooooooh!! You!!!"
Maiking whipped around at Hypno's voice, mouth agape in a beaming grin. He charged over on stubby legs, sword in hand.
"Success! Massive success! First time in two years... two years I've made something I love... Another life's masterpiece born!!!"
"Glad to hear it."
"Look at this! The rippling patterns on the blade! Proof it absorbed the red dragon's power perfectly! It won't melt even in lava, and channel mana into it for a dragon-breath-level flame aura to torch your foes! And..."
"Uh... this explanation gonna drag on?"
"Explaining the tempering and every design detail? At least 20 minutes!"
"Pass."
"...Can't be helped. It's your call."
Maiking looked heartbroken but set the sword down gently.
"Seemed like you focused well this time."
"Ah! Yes! Focus! That's it! Thanks to your measures, I poured everything into the work! Incredible! No Cheonma's Orb nagging at my brain like always—nothing!"
'Cause that's how I hypnotized you.
"Now I can turn all these unfinished pieces into masterpieces! Ooooooh! I'm so haaaaappy!"
Maiking bellowed again. Hypno was pleased the hypnosis delivered—but he still needed his prize.
"Shopkeep."
"Name's Maiking! Oh yeah, what's yours? Gotta know!"
"Hypno."
"Hy-pnooooo!"
Fucking loud.
"Truly! Truly grateful! Waaaaah!!"
Overwhelmed, Maiking bawled openly.
"Shopkeep, happy's fine, but let's settle the deal. The Cheonma's Orb is mine now, right?"
"Sniff! Hold on... Hnnngh!"
Maiking grabbed tissues from a nearby table, blew his nose noisily, then faced Hypno.
"Of course—the Cheonma's Orb is yours! But... I can't give it yet!"
"Huh?"
Backing out?
"Why not?"
"Because... handing over a finished Cheonma's Orb to the guy who let me make more masterpieces? Feels too cheap! Anything else? Name it!"
Oho.
Hypno grinned inwardly at the bonus gratitude offer. He pondered briefly, then said to Maiking,
"Well... can you add a function I want to the Cheonma's Orb?"
"Enchantment? Obviously! Name it—I'll max it out with my skills!"
Maiking thrust up a thumbs-up confidently.
"Heh heh heh... Then..."
Hypno explained the features he wanted added to Maiking.