Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 30
30. Gran Cappadocia(3)
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It was a material I had never seen before, even though I had been working as a blacksmith for more than three hundred years.. Ronan stroked Sita and laughed.
“It's the shell he broke..”
“Cheeks..”
Sita laid her face on Ronan's hand. Doron's eyes grew larger..
“Eggshell? This is what I mean.?”
Doron began to look at the shell like a man caught up in something..
Put the appraiser on and turn it around to check, as well as to the brazier He put it in, put it on the anvil, and beat it with a hammer. Finally, the doron sprayed over the shell with unknown reagents made it elastic Shed.
“This is amazing. Hardness, weight, rigidity· * * All perfect! ···Maybe my blacksmith life if you combine it properly with BRANCAR Unchul * * * Maybe the best masterpiece. Can I really use this??”
“Yeah. I got it, but it worked out..”
Doron snorted. He clenched Ronan's hand and began to shake it up and down.
“Thank you. I'll make my best weapon. I'm coming here in three months..”
“Okay * * * Wait, three months?”
Ronan frowned. It took too long. I had to get my weapons up early in the day so I could take classes in Navi Rosé..
“Yeah, three months. I can't help it if I want to do it faster. I just tried a heat resistance test, so I need to use a superlative kerb coal. You're showing signs of rust, but now the kerb coal is almost out..”
Doron pointed to a rectangular brazier. Half a dozen red, round lumps around the brazier Seemed. It was a kerb coal used to melt high-heat-resistant ores.
“There are a lot of requests from other guests. I'm sorry, but I think you'll have to wait..”
Doron said, scratching his head with a hammer sack. Marya, who was still listening to the conversation, opened her eyes.
“Wait, grandpa. Kerb coal.?”
“Well? That's right. Kerb Coal.”
“···I think I can save you.?”
“What? That's what it sounds like. After the earthquake in Drumkus, the largest producer of kerb coal, distribution throughout the islands I heard it wasn't happening.?”
That was why the dwarves were bustling with lava. You can't do any work at all, so even the heat of the lava can make special ores. I need to melt it. Marya nodded..
“That's right. There was an earthquake. But our top was just before that, and we went to Drumcus..”
“That, that means···.”
“Yes. There's still one wagon left. I'm staying until the price goes up.···If you need it, sell it. I'll give you that.?”
“Of course! How much, how much! Didican! Get my safe.!”
Doron threw the hammer and shouted. His eyes twinkled between the whiskers that covered his face. There was. It was at this moment that Didican, angry, was about to step up..
“Wait. I don't need money, grandpa. Can I get something else instead?”
“It's different, what?···?”
“The weapons here. The overall quality is very good, so please sell it at the top of us I want to..”
“Are you talking about these tricks? I'm going to do that. If you give me a kerb coal that I can use right now, I don't care how much I can take..”
“No. You can't. I think you might as well write the exact contract..”
Marya laughed and took the paper and pen out of her arms. She writes the contract in a pleasant handwriting and tells Doron about the transaction I explained the composition..
“So· * * One kerb coal is worth this much. Weapons are different types···”
“Aing, I don't know if you can explain it anyway. Just leave the kerb coal and take it in moderation..”
“No, no. What do you want to do if you're cheated by other people? Now, let me explain it again..”
It took more than an hour to write the contract. Marya smiled contentedly and put the contract in her arms. Doron grunted, his eyes full of presbyopia. Ronan laughed when he saw it.
“You're great, too. Are you trying to make a fortune in this situation?.”
“Hheung, it's basic to be the best trader. I think this deal can be called a lot of the top scale..”
“You're a no-chin who's lived like a mole for hundreds of years, and you're not putting a mess on it.?”
“Hey! What do you see in the top of the caravel??”
But it's the future, and if you look at Father Doon's philosophy, it's likely It looked nil. I also thought that I was good at getting acquainted in Marvas at that time.
It worked out, after all, because you can get weapons quickly. Ronan handed Grancia's note to Didican..
“All three share it. Run to the front of Grancia's Schlieffen..”
“Are you okay? The amount may be significant..”
“I need to make this work flash my spirit. A bastard called the Imperial Bird star is a girl.···.”
Didican giggled and wrote the deal. Ronan, Asher, and Marya's weapons are made by Doron, and the payment is made by Grancia It was content to pay from there. Asel hesitated and opened his mouth..
“I haven't decided what weapon to get yet.···.”
Asel had not even drawn an estimate yet. Doron, who was preoccupied with the shell, looked up belatedly..
“Oh, yeah. You were there. You're a wizard, right? What properties do you deal with?”
“Female, telekinesis.···.”
“You're a rare talent. Precision is an important field. Can I use magic without a wand??”
“Yes· * * Once.”
Doron lent Asel to show him magic. After a moment's hesitation, Asel put his hand forward and issued a spell.
“Invisible Hand.”
There are about twenty weapons in the air without covering their kind. It dawned. Asel treats the weapons like a chess horse and moves them to and fro Showed. Doron nodded.
“Well· * * It's not bad. How long have you learned magic? Early education in one of the magic cities Delphium or Matab Looks like, is this old man's reasoning right??”
“Oh, no···The first time I learned magic, it's been six months.···.”
“······It's me.?”
Doron's face hardened. He skewered Asel for the background of learning magic.
“But I don't think there will be a mentor. To whom I learned magic.?”
“Uh, I saw the book and followed it..”
“Ha! It's a book.!”
Doron snorted. He gave Acel a few more spells.
“This, this.?”
“Yeah. Can you move one by one??”
I got used to dealing with Mana with a cane, so I made a few mistakes, but I didn't know what to do with it., Asel did brilliantly throughout. Doron chuckled.
“It's fun, it's fun. I've never seen such funny kids like you..”
He bent down for a while and swooned. Doron, who looked up, touched his beard with a rather serious look.
“Did you say Asel? If you have a chance, go to the Twilight Matap, where Lorhorn is..”
“Lorhorn, it's···.?”
Asel knew him. Phileon was the name he learned from his first class with Magic. Human first 9 Circle wizard. Transcendent who has spent hundreds of years beyond the limits of the flesh.
‘Enchantress Inspiration.’
Ronan was also a familiar name. He was the author who sealed one of the three giants at the time of advent. Although it was a problem to catalyze his own soul. Asel asked in a trembling voice.
“My, can I see Lorhorn?···?”
“I don't know that. I've only seen him two times. Anyway, make sure to visit the Twilight Matap..”
Doron patted Assel's back as if he had been hurt..
“I need to discuss your weapon with the other old men. The wizards ' equipment has to be much more delicate. There's no other inspiration to do that..”
“So, Inspiration, how long will it take to get the kerb coal right away??”
“Well· * * A fortnight will be enough to catch it..”
Ronan nodded. The fortnight was a decent period in its own right. In the empty time, we'd have to spend it doing something else..
“So I can look forward to it, inspiration..”
“Good-bye. Thank you for stoking the old man's heart again..”
The last time he spoke, the group floated through the smithy. Didican led them to the exit. As he was just about to climb the lift, a strange sound came to Ronan's ears.
-Rumbling···!
Ronan glanced around. Asel and Marya did not seem to hear. He poked at Didican's side and asked.
“What do you mean by that??”
“Well? Oh, what. Did you hear that? You have a great ear..”
“Yeah. That deep down···.”
“Don't worry. There's a new burrow inside me these days. Maybe he's doing it because he's doing it because he's doing it because he's doing it because he's doing it..”
Ronan narrowed the gap. There was something heterogeneous in the sound of simply digging through the ground. Sita was also staring at the sound. Didican laughed.
“That's often the case. You don't have to worry about the rocks because they're dwarves who deal with them like a rice cake..”
“···Well, if it does..”
Ronan looked tremulous and nodded. Didican shook hands with the group in turn..
“It was fun. Friends. If you have anything to stop by in Gran Cappadocia, ask me to find this Didican at any time.. Give my regards to my brother..”
“Mould?”
“Yeah, the prayer room at Phileon Academy is my brother. Tell me that your brother is happy with the work of banging. I have a lot of worries about me..”
Ronan was able to recall the prayer room with difficulty. One of the judges who organized his interview, and he took it He was the instructor in charge of hunting. Ronan laughed.
“I do..”
The group took a lift and headed to the ground. In their hands, one temporary weapon from Doron's Smithy It was clutched..
Marya wielded the bayonet earlier, and Asel is a little more than a conventional wand A small wand, Ronan was a long sword of a white sword. The appearance and material were ordinary, but compared to the black iron sword used in the past The quality was so good that it couldn't be better..
As we moved out of the old smithy, intense sunshine poured over the heads of the group. I saw people walking under the blue sky in Gran Cappadocia. All the time I spent was like a dream..
“Cheeks!”
Sita flew as if she waited. The three and one returned to Fileon after enjoying the outing.
****
The weekend and the next week went smoothly.
Ronan devoted all his strength to writing the time. In the fitness room, which goes mainly to empty times, you often know the face I faced him..
- Uhhhhhhhhhh! You're coming every time, Ronan Junior! It's a tea-seok-like tenacity, too.!
- Oh, you're here today, Braum senior. There was nothing to do. Indeed, what happened to the bayonet??
- Don't worry juniors! I repaired it right on the day of the entrance ceremony to compete with you! Now it's 130kg!!
- That's amazing..
-By the way, Instructor Naviroze kept asking me your regards, and something happened. Are you there??
- Uh * * * Please don't know. I'll find you sooner or later..
At night, I read a book in the hostel or reviewed my written subjects. Unlike entrance studies, it is interesting to listen to only the subjects you want Itself wrong.
“Hmm. The problem house was not fun, either. Reading is more worth reading than I thought.?”
Ronan perused various books with his legs on his desk. [Imperial History], [Western Travel Gate], [Baroness why take a stake to Max Did you give it?] etc . ···
There were funny books, not funny books. But the fact that you know information you don't know without moving your body Itself was pleasant. On Monday, Week 3, I took Sita to visit Professor Varenne, the Wear Lion..
“Oh· * * Oh Oh! That, that child is right···!”
“It took a lot longer than I thought. It's been a long time, Varen..”
Varenne's classes were still before they began due to personal circumstances. So Ronan had a conversation with him for the first time since he entered Phileon. It was. Varen's mane bristled visibly as he eyed Sita.
“Oh, sit down. I'll give you the car. How are you? Oh, congratulations on your admission to Cha-seok.!”
“Slow down. I'm not running anywhere..”
Ronan sat on the couch. Barren came to refreshment at lightning-like speed. His gaze is fixed on Sita throughout the car and the beautiful arrangement of the cookies There were.
“Paya?”
Sita was sitting at the table, looking at Varenne with straight eyes. Baren, who had taken out a handkerchief, wiped his eyes..
“···She's a really, really pretty child. What's your name??”
“Sita.”
“Yeah, Sita..”
Varen stretched out his hand very carefully and brought it before Sita's eyes. Sita, still blinking, put her face on Varenne's fingers..
“Cheeks~”
“······!”
Ronan deliberately lifted the mug to his eyes. The sight of a wear lion over 3m shedding tears is rotting It was not a sight. Then Marfez, who had been napping on Varenne's chair, slowly approached.
-Pii?
“How come, you've grown more hair. How are you??”
The blue feathers were rich enough to evoke bushes. As Ronan shook his hand, Marfez approached with a shot. Sita's eyes swung as he saw it..
“Beep??”
-Pii?
The same was true of Marfez. There was nothing to do first. Sita and Marfez ran, flying towards each other at the same time.
The two dream birds faced each other's feathers as if they had waited Started. Barren, seeing the angry family reunion, muttered in his main voice.
“Kerheung, how to record this moment, this scene, in eternity Isn't it?···.”
“I'll do that. Hey, I'm sorry for breaking the mood, Barren. I know what she was affected by.?”
Ronan stretched out his index finger and pointed at Sita. Varen stood up, snorting. Barren, rummaging through his desk, laid three sheets of paper on the table. Said.
“Sorry. I think I'm a child of Marfez, so I'm excited.···Kheung, I guess. The only thing going was these three..”
On paper, monsters that appear to be fantasy species or monsters are fine-grained It was painted. Ronan shook his head..
“This is the Black Dragon Orsego· * * What are the rest of the monsters? Isn't this human??”
Painted on the far left paper was the Black Dragon Orse. Maryong was defeated by the empire and moved to the plateau in the far west. I know it was also featured in a fairy tale book that Iril read during his time at Kohlrigai. There were.
The problem was that the names of the remaining two beings could not be known. In the middle paper is a human male wearing a colorful uniform, another On one sheet, a pink flock of light that looked like sea urchins was depicted.
Varenne opened his mouth. His gaze was still fixed on Marfez and Sita.
“In the center is the vampire of the Warsaw Blood Race, and on the right is Atia Fairyreferences. Each has the ability to use magic to deal with blood and heal wounds There you are..”
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