Chapter 780 – Performance Updates (7)
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─Rumble. The wagon rocked.
Even on a dirt road, the wagon, which would be several times more expensive than that of a nobleman’s house, did not allow the occupants to feel the vibration, but Winston sighed as he sensed the shaking with his excellent senses.
This journey was as much a cushion of thorns for him.
Winston pondered and asked the question.
His employer, Odelia von Aurelius, Marquis of the Borders, who sat at the head of the Senate despite not being from the first Senate family, answered while looking out the window.
‘It is entirely my fault that the quality of the captured artifacts has been reduced because of the hasty results. However… Won’t you tell me where you’re going?”
She, Odelia, turned to Winston.
The first senatorial family is characterized by sharing white hair. That’s why the blonde hair of the Aurelius family, an ordinary frontier samurai, is very conspicuous.
Is the expression in a negative sense?
“I’m going to Cornelius.”
No. It was in the sense of ‘gungyeilhak’.
Like a gold coin placed among silver coins.
Winston gave them honorifics from time to time.
The grand duke of Romania, that is, the duke, was a structure that could not run for the Senate because it was the lineage of the imperial family. This is because the Senate is the body that checks against the imperial power.
Because of such a situation, in this country, in fact, the rank of one or all people who succeeded the emperor was a senator of the Senate – usually a marquis.
The support of the subjects who have the right to vote.
And the aristocrats with the wealth and wealth that built up that support.
Odelia von Aurelius, Empress of the Heavenly Sword, was a person who deviated a little from the typical example, and was a new wish of the Senate, which even became part of ‘family politics’.
Of course, to call it a new wind, the Aurelius family has a long history——even the breezy expression of ‘wind’ doesn’t fit the essence of this family head.
To borrow Winston’s sentiment, she is a storm.
A hot potato in many ways. Eye of the storm.
‘… That must be a bit different.’
Hot means more than molten iron, and let alone the ‘eye of the storm’, it is the storm itself.
In terms of rooting out those who oppose it.
─Todok. Odelia biting into a black cookie.
That was the reason she obtained this chocolate snack faster than anyone else.
This strangely black and surprisingly sweet dessert didn’t just mean an unusually new sweetness. It is a product symbolizing the upheaval of Azteca.
She didn’t say it, but Odelia thought differently in her mind.
‘Or, this country was in a position to block that change.’
A suspicious shadow peeking out from the shadows of the ancient nation of Hittite.
It’s just not something worth talking about. O’Delia held out her chocolates to Winston.
It was only because of her that she chewed and ate the food by the change of bags, and gave away what she ate. Knowing that she was such an opponent, Winston entrusted her body as well.
“Well, when you get old, you have to die.”
Judging from the age difference felt in appearance and tone, it was a remark that Winston would have thought so even if he put his earwax on top. But Winston said nothing.
How old are you? Although I was referring to the question.
At the spot where we met her for the first time, she asked such a question, and I remember vividly how she was about to be cut down ‘to the small hill’ behind her dispute, asking if she had a question to ask the lady.
─Todok. Odelia chewed her chocolate big.
The only master class in Romania. A Marquis in charge of national defense from foreign enemies, he is a master among masters who even gained time to work in the Senate by destroying ‘all’ of those foreign enemies. The lord of Romania, who wielded the heavenly sword, said. Let’s go see the young man staying at the Armials family. *** “Sparrow, who is swearing at me?” My ears tickled, so I jabbed my ear canal with my little finger. “Teeeng.” Not very satisfied It’s hard to find cotton swabs in this world of fucking. It might be there if you look for it, but it’s not supplied to the common people. Of course, since he became a noble, he would come out if he recognized him, but what would he do? ─Shushuk. I changed the mana into a cotton swab and scratched her ear. It’s kinda cool now
‘Keuuu, ssubeol. Long live the real rune magic.’
The basis of all modern magic. In terms of application power, it is a different kind of honey magic.
It’s not polite to sit in front of someone and dig their ears, but it’s okay. I am also quite friendly with this lady. First of all, I’m also a boss.
“Hmm… Do you want me to move this to the window?”
Clara, the metal-loving blacksmith, examined the wand.
Familiar form. It was a drop item from Baron Sellustia.
“Actually, without knowing it, some additional functions have been attached to it, so even if you beat it, it will absorb it. I thought I’d ask you a favor while I’m calling you.”
The mithril spear, the alter ego of Brunak, is my weapon, but it was made by this person.
The update of the exorcism or mana absorption function was almost a product of coincidence, not my intention, but the succession of this wand option is not like that either.
“If you go somewhere and say that this spear was made by our studio master, shouldn’t Clara-san’s skill be properly added?”
“I am lucky to have a sponsor who understands the heart of the artisan!”
Clara thrilled. I pointed to my wand.
“What’s inside is the mana of ordinary runes.”
“Isn’t the rune’s mana itself normal? Few people have it!”
“Well, that’s true.”
That mysterious black mana. The mana I call chaotic mana is not contained in the staff. It was in the magic book rather than that wand.
The book, however, was shattered together with the baron and perished.
“Can you move it?”
It was a complex question.
Is it possible to inherit an option like a game? Even if it was possible, would this metalophile do it?
“It is possible. These days, I also have a taste for learning skills.”
The answer was YES.
If you tell me not to do it now, the atmosphere will start with the sound of ‘Nimi’.
‘Well, if you think about it, Brünach was also a spear tree.’
It seems that even this metal-loving person was not always made of metal. To be honest, what I’m obsessed with in that respect is not craftsmanship, but stubbornness.
Where did Clara push her own taste and ruin the performance of her equipment?
“How about technically? I have prepared the ingredients.”
“Does not matter! The blacksmiths of this family, the value of the name of the Dynamis workshop, and the opportunities to learn skills in the blacksmith guild have increased!”
“I heard. I heard you slept less?”
“I slept soundly today. Just do that to adjust the count’s weapon!”
“If I hadn’t told you to sleep in a commanding tone, you would have leaked today as well. Admit?”
“It’s like that.”
Proud of you, man. I sat at a distance behind the furnace.
“How long will it take?”
“It will be over soon. The same goes for magic extraction techniques, and both equipment are structured by attaching a main item to a tree. The compatibility is good.”
She ignites the fire by throwing magic reagents into her furnace.
─Kurreuk. It was a unique burning sound.
A blue flame bloomed, and Clara, who had no more words to explain, started working. The expression on his face while working was serious, so I waited as it was.
The jewel, which should not melt in front of the furnace and anvil engraved with the magic circle, melted while destroying its shape, and the jewel cast was extracted as a skein.
Sararak…
Look closely, it wasn’t just a skein of thread.
Like the data code of a computer, the spell is like an elongated strip. It’s similar to what Digivice emits when Agumon evolves. Clara slammed the pot of magic into the window sill.
There was no pressure or worry about failure.
I’ve heard that even with a cursed weapon, that work doesn’t harm the blacksmith, and to Brunak, that spear is just a USB that he likes.
Kurung-!!
And when Clara transferred the extracted magic formula, the aftermath of mana swept through the forge.
The blue wave knocked over the hammer and anvil and shook my bangs.
─Dalgrak! Dalgrak! Dalgrak!
Brunak trembled and rose into the air, and Clara, who adjusted the spell, sorted out the code for the spell that popped up like a wizard rather than a blacksmith.
It is a different world where magic items are high-end weapons.
Well-known blacksmiths, of course, have at least some crafting magic. There is a blacksmith skill in the game, right? Is there a way to say that only warriors and wizards use mana?
“… It’s all done!”
– Chuck. Clara shouted happily as she grabbed the spear pole.
I just said it would be over soon, wasn’t it a simple task? She was drenched in sweat.
“Take it.”
“Yes.”
I grabbed the protruding window sill and panicked.
It was because it was like holding a cathedral bell. However, it was an illusion of the senses, as you can tell just by looking at Clara holding it lightly.
‘No… ‘
Aren’t you 100% mistaken?
It is heavy enough to mislead my senses. Not weight, but presence.
“It is unprecedented to have multiple runes engraved on one weapon. I carved the spell unscathed, but I just transferred my power from weapon to weapon. Like this.”
– Tung.
Said Clara, who moved the dropped hammer from the floor to the table.
“I was going to analyze it when I became a nanny, but I couldn’t even think about it. It’s not a blacksmith’s skill. It’s so advanced magic technology that you can’t believe it. All relics are the same.”
“Iknow, right.”
Probably not a relic, though.
After going outside and swinging the spear a few times, I activated the magic. Runes, of course.
“ᛒ(Berkanan).”
– Beans. I lightly shoot the floor through the window.
Kwagwagwa—!!!
Then the floor twisted like a sand-covered, camouflaged creature snatching its prey. Transformation magic that works on objects has been strengthened to this extent?
‘It’s just how I feel… Almost three or four times?’
If you limit it to some functions, you can even feel a 10-fold increase.
If you describe it as a gambit, the magic enhancement effect is +300%, but the casting speed and other functions feel much higher. I used extra runes.
“ᚺ(Hagalaz).”
A rune that symbolizes an unexpected disaster!
I hadn’t realized the true meaning yet, and it was a rune that didn’t suit me well.
Kwurreung-!!!
However, ᚺ (Hagalaz), who also did the engraving work dryly, exploded the rising soil.
“Mother!! Coke, Coke!!”
Just like the meaning of the real runes, I escaped the yellow dust while choking on an unexpected disaster, and then I shuddered slightly as I alternated between the result of destruction and my spear.
“God damn it.”
It was a thrill of excitement.
Strengthening is natural. I’ve known that since the baron wrote it.
I was thrilled for another reason.
‘Does this even support the aptitude of rune magic?’
A treasure that can ignore the limits of aptitude, limited to the runes contained in the jewels!
Considering the number of runes inside, it was not an exaggeration at all to say that its power was a function that allowed you to freely use all runes.
