Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 464
[464[Tuesday] Does the summoned hero dream of his past life?.
Even though he was Mr. Balkun, he couldn't tell the whole story related to Epaganim, so this time he had to tell only about killing the axeman..
Of course, Mr. Balkun listened to the insufficient explanation and said, 'It's strange. He continued to mutter things like 'There's no way anything could have happened with just that...', but by the time I brought up the story that an evil spirit was involved, he showed a very, very forced, but unreasonable response..
"I'm so sorry to you, but it seems like I'm prying a bit. Because it's a difficult situation to understand.."
"May I know what the situation is??"
"Well, of course. It's your weapon. Can you use it if you don't know it? I will explain in as much detail as possible.."
Usually, the response is something like whether or not it can be fixed, but since I have been consistently interested in weapons, Mr. Balkun's response was very favorable..
He devoted quite a bit of his time to informing me of the state of my sword by giving various analogies so that I could understand, and although there were many nobles, I was able to understand the current situation thanks to that..
"This is a truly absurd situation.."
"I'm glad you understand so quickly. Do you plan on becoming a blacksmith in the future??"
Mr. Balkun was joking and smiling, but the situation was more serious than expected..
To put it briefly, 'magic and divine power were mixed.' I can say it to that extent... but since the distribution of the ingredients is unusual, it is not as simple as it looks..
Roughly, 40% of Eldmia's magic power, 30% of Epaga's divine power, 15% of the manifest devil's magic and residue, 5% of the evil spirit's residue, 5% of Mr. Balkun's alchemy formula, etc., etc., the life value of various bastards is 5. My sword, which is composed of %, suffered a large-scale destruction this time, and the core was transformed, so it was mixed into a form that could not have existed in the first place, causing a mysterious Maillard... No, it is said to be causing a magical reaction..
The problem was that Mr. Balkun had no idea whether it was becoming delicious like fried food or degenerating into something in the twisted nether, and that this phenomenon did not occur even if the sword was broken in the first place..
"To my shame, I have no idea how these things can be mixed together. As you have seen, the magic inside has changed arbitrarily, and the seeds have not worked, so it cannot even be repaired. If the appearance and even the remnants of the technique were different, you wouldn't even know it was my work.."
As things reached this point, it was only natural that people from the workshop began to gather one by one around me and Mr. Balkun, who was stroking his beard in a very embarrassed tone..
The blacksmiths' curiosity was endless, but unfortunately their knowledge was limited. In fact, everyone who readily acknowledged that there was no one better than Mr. Balkun in this workshop tried hard out of frustration and curiosity to persuade me and Mr. Balkun..
"It's not that I doubt you, Master, but perhaps what's happening with this sword right now is a problem in a completely different field than ours. Why not ask for help from other workshops??"
"you're right. It is said that old Colin's workshop, located at the intersection, researches and deals with weapons related to divine power. If it's him, he might figure something out.."
At first, I didn't really listen because I believed in Balkun's abilities, but Balkun, who was actually involved, responded very enthusiastically, so I started to become interested little by little..
There doesn't seem to be any way to fix this in the first place, so I feel like I should at least find out why it's like this.?
"Are you okay, Eldmia??"
If even I were to be like this, Mr. Balkun would be appalled. I nodded my head sharply as I looked at him, who gave me a quick glance..
If there is a problem that cannot be solved even with collective intelligence, you should consider whether the number of groups gathered to solve the problem is insufficient. Since I couldn't change the way I fight or the enemy I had to deal with, I had to get as much information as possible..
"I'm starting to wonder too. As long as secrecy is maintained, I would like to ask you to do so.."
"Don't worry about that. I'll only invite those with big mouths.."
As soon as my permission was given, the blacksmiths spread out like cockroaches in a lighted room. It's a bit of an analogy, but it was really that fast..
And they came back together at a faster rate than they had spread out to gather people. Looking at the faces of the companions they brought with them, full of urgency and curiosity, it seemed like they had gone to ask for a favor and returned after being urged to do so..
"Balkun! Is what I heard true?!"
"I don't know what you heard, so just watch this. Let's see and talk."
"what?! The one who came running after hearing that there was a weapon that could consume divine power... oh?"
The craftsmen gathered together in an instant, without worrying about who would go first, and as soon as they realized the situation, they continued to discuss so heatedly that even the flames of the furnace seemed lukewarm. It wasn't a place for an outsider who wasn't even a beginner, so I sat back and looked around, and one of the employees who was serving customers outside came over to me and offered me a place to rest and refreshments..
Unlike my side, where a place of peaceful rest suddenly opened up, the conversation between the craftsmen was perfectly described as intense..
"Isn’t the divine power firmly established like this? This is a holy sword!"
"no! If divine power is the basis of the core, isn't the modified compositional technique closer to consuming divine power and increasing body size? This is a magic sword!"
"If this is a holy sword, then poker is also a demonic sword, you bastard.!"
"Do you know what the hypothesis about the magic sword is different from? Even if this sword loses magic right now, other power sources can immediately fill its place and do its job! If this looks like a magic sword, all the holy swords in the world will be called magic swords too.!"
The discussion between the craftsmen became heated for a moment as they were recommended a dagger for disposable use, admiring the attitude of the employee who did not hide his true feelings in the slightest, such as saying that he was taking action in advance because it was clear that commercial profits would come with the discovery of a new technology. By the time I finished paying for the dagger, the story had begun to settle to some extent..
Mr. Balkun, who had been contemplating his thoughts for a moment in the silence that came as the craftsmen left the workshop after finishing the story in a low voice, gradually lowered his voice and nodded as if he had come to a conclusion and approached me..
"You guys, come and get some air for a moment.."
The blacksmiths, who had high expectations, looked at him with regret, but Mr. Balkun resolutely shook his head. Thanks to this, while they were making a hopeful guess that they had figured something out, only the two of them were left in the large workshop, and after confirming again that the workshop was definitely empty, Mr. Balkun took out a pack of cigarettes and a Five cigarette from his pocket and put them in his mouth to make a fortune. took it off.
"When you brought in the warrior of the empire, I never dreamed that I would touch the warrior's weapon in my lifetime... but today it's even worse.."
"Is it that much??"
"No problem. What blacksmith would deal with two warriors in his life? Even if you look through the history of the Dwarven Kingdom, you can probably count it on one hand.."
He spoke so naturally and exhaled cigarette smoke that I almost didn't understand for a moment, but my hair stood on end and my body reacted first..
"Don't worry. I'm not just trying to figure it out, and I don't have any intention of questioning it. One of the old men gathered earlier is a former priest. I also came to my senses when you said that there was a possibility that something went wrong in the process of pouring out divine power.."
"...Well, only heroes use divine power..."
"LOL. Do you know that today is the most miserable thing you've ever seen? A human who can use magical power and divine power? It's surprising enough that the Demon God's hero is a human, but you know it's less surprising than that it's possible when he's not even a hero.."
Yes, it was an excuse that didn't work. When I think about it, even Lumings said that he has done a lot of things in his long life. It was my fault for not considering the possibility that the dwarf blacksmith was a former priest. He never thought he would make a mistake like this, even though he almost got hit by a suicide saint..
"I didn't know you could use magic, so I thought you were just a paladin. Even if someone notices, there won't be a problem since I swore not to tell anyone about this.."
"...I'm sorry for not telling you.."
"I'm sorry for everything. In a situation like that, you have to be more careful than anyone else. Anyway, now is not the time to worry about such trivial matters.."
This is so trivial, it's truly dwarf-like..
On the one hand, I wondered if he didn't think I was a spy for the Demon King's army because my track record of chopping off the heads of demons was so brilliant, but there was no need to confirm it by mentioning it, so I decided to quietly listen to what he said..
"Considering that he is a father-in-law, and the conclusion that the gathered old men came up with, it probably won't be that helpful. We're not sure what's happening to this sword either. The shell is just a mortal thing, but the inside is something from a completely different dimension.."
While saying that, Mr. Balkun pulled the sword he was holding from its sheath, looked it around, and then slashed it towards the floor..
-Kaang!
I was more surprised than the movement, which was done without any warning, because I was sure that if I hit it like that, the 'cut sword' would turn into a 'cut sword', but even though I swung it quite strongly, the sword maintained its shape as if nothing had happened..
"This is the result. I handled it carefully because I thought it might break at any moment... but it didn't break. It's being fixed on its own.."
"...Are you saying you do self-restoration??"
"that's right. As if alive. There is no guarantee that it will return to its original form. It's not for no reason that old people talk about holy swords and demonic swords.."
As he said that and put his sword back, Mr. Balkun's face showed an emotion that was difficult to describe..
"Cutting is no problem, and repairs are being done in a way I don't know, so there's nothing I can do right now. But I guarantee that unless something happens again that made the sword this bad, it won't break in a fight. Well... even that won't matter once the restoration is complete.."
I accepted the sword he gave me, pulled it out one more time, and examined the blade, but it was still hard to understand why it wasn't broken. I think a broken straight sword would be more acceptable than this..
However, I trusted Mr. Balkun’s skills, so I nodded without saying anything..
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