Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 30

30. Gran Cappadocia (3)

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It was a material I had never seen even though I had been blacksmithing for over 300 years. Ronan smiled as he stroked Sheeta.

“It’s an eggshell that he broke out of.”

“Damn it.”

Sheeta rubbed her face against Ronan’s hand. Doron’s eyes widened.

“Eggshell? Is this what you mean?”

Doron began examining the eggshell like someone possessed.

I put on an appraiser and turned it around to check it, as well as putting it in a furnace or putting it on an anvil and hitting it with a hammer. Finally, Doron exclaimed after spraying unknown reagents on the skin.

“This is really great. Hardness, weight, stiffness…all perfect! If it is properly mixed with Brancar meteorite…maybe the greatest masterpiece of my blacksmithing life could come out. Can I really use this?”

“sure. I took care of it just in case, but it turned out well.”

Doron hissed. He grabbed Ronan’s hand and began to shake it up and down.

“Thank you. I will surely make the best weapon for you. Come back in three months.”

“Okay… Wait three months?”

Ronan frowned. Even if it took a long time, it took too long. He had to prepare a weapon as soon as possible so that he could take Nabi Rose’s class.

“Yes, three months. I want to make it faster, but I can’t help it. I just did a heat resistance test, and it showed signs of rusting when I used the highest grade coal, but now I’m almost out of coal.”

Doron pointed to a cuboid-shaped brazier. I could see five or six round red lumps lying around the brazier. It was soft coal used to melt ore with high heat resistance.

“There are a lot of requests from other guests. I’m sorry, but I guess I’ll have to wait.”

said Doron, scratching his head with the handle of the hammer. Marja, who had been quietly listening to the conversation, widened her eyes.

“Wait a minute, Grandpa. A soft coal?”

“Hmm? That’s right. Soft coal.”

“…do you think I can get you?”

“What? What do you mean? I heard that there was an earthquake in Drumkus, the largest producer of soft coal, and it is not being distributed throughout the islands?”

That was the reason why the Dwarves were busy carrying lava. I couldn’t stop working, so I had to melt the special ore even with the heat of the lava. Marja nodded.

“that’s right. There was an earthquake. But our troupe went to Drumcus just before that.”

“That means…”

“Yes. We still have one wagon left. I’m holding it until the price goes up… Can I sell it to you if you need it?”

“of course! How much would it be! Didican! Bring me my safe!”

Doron shouted, throwing down his hammer. The eyes that were revealed between the beard that covered his face were shining. It was the moment Didican, startled, was about to move on.

“for a moment. I don’t need money, Grandpa. Can I get something else instead?”

“What else…?”

“These are the weapons. Overall, the quality is very good, so I really want to sell it at our top.”

“You mean these studies? so be it I don’t mind taking any amount of coal as long as it gives me coal that I can use right away.”

“No. It can’t be. I think it would be better to write an accurate contract.”

Marja smiled and took a pen and paper from her bosom. She wrote the contract in her elegant handwriting and explained the transaction to Doron in detail.

“That’s why…we put this much value on a single coal. Each type of weapon…”

“Eh, even if I explain it anyway, they don’t understand. Just leave the coals and take them in moderation.”

“No. What would you do if someone else scammed you? Now, let me explain again.”

It took me over an hour to finish writing the contract. Marja smiled contentedly and put the contract into her arms. Doron grumbled, and the presbyopia rubbed his eyes. Seeing this, Ronan laughed.

“You are really great too. Are you trying to be a merchant in this situation?”

“Heheung It’s basic to become the best merchant. With this transaction as an opportunity, I think we can increase the size of the upper ranks a lot.”

“You didn’t put a blame on the old woman who lived like a mole for hundreds of years, right?”

“hey! What do you see as the next leader of the Caravelle Merchant?”

Well, if you look at the future and the philosophy of your father, Duon, it seemed like there was no possibility. After all, I thought it was good to get close to Marvas at that time.

It was a good thing because I could get the weapon quickly. Ronan handed Grancia’s bill of lading to Didican.

“Please put all three of them in front of Schlieffen in Grancia.”

“Are you okay? It might be worth a lot.”

“I have to take this incident as an opportunity to lift my spirits. A guy called the Morning Star of the Empire is in love with a woman…”

Didican giggled and filled out the transaction. It was about Doron making weapons for Ronan and Asel Marya, and the Grancia family paying for them. Asher hesitated and opened his mouth.

“Hey there… I haven’t decided what kind of weapon I’m going to receive…”

Asher hadn’t even picked up an estimate yet. Doron, who was preoccupied with the eggshell, lifted his head belatedly.

“Oh yeah. you were there Are you a wizard? What attributes are you dealing with?”

“W It’s psychokinesis…”

“It’s a rare talent. This is where precision is really important. Can you use magic without a wand?”

“Yes…for now.”

Doron urged Asher to show his magic. After hesitating for a moment, Asher put his hand forward and chanted a spell.

“The Invisible Hand.”

About twenty weapons of all kinds floated in a row in the air. Asher handled the weapons like chess pieces and moved them around. Doron nodded.

“Hmm…not too bad. How long have you been learning magic? You seem to have received your early education in Delphium, the magic city, or in one of the magic towers. Is this old man’s reasoning correct?”

“Oh no… I learned magic for the first time about six months…”

“…… What is it?”

Doron’s expression hardened. He questioned Asher about the background of learning magic.

“Still, there must be a teacher. Who taught you magic?”

“Uh…I read the book and followed it.”

“under! A book!”

Doron snorted. He tried a few more spells on Asher.

“Like this?”

“okay. Could each of them move independently?”

Although he made a few mistakes because he was used to handling mana with a staff, Asher did a great job overall. Doron chuckled.

“Fun, fun. It’s the first time I’ve seen funny kids like you.”

He hunched over for a long time and groaned. Soon after, Doron raised his head and touched his beard with a somewhat serious expression.

“Did you say Asher? If you get a chance, make sure to visit the Twilight Mage Tower where Lorhorn-sama is.”

“Lorhorn… is it?”

Asher knew him. It was a name I learned from the first class in the Phileon Magic Department. The first human 9th circle mage. A transcendental being who has been enjoying hundreds of years beyond the limits of the physical body.

‘Inspired by a juggler.’

Ronan was also a familiar name. He was the one who sealed one of the three giants at the time of Advent. Although it was a problem that he used his own soul as a catalyst. Asher asked in a trembling voice.

“Can I see Lorhorn…?”

“That I don’t know either. I mean, I’ve only seen them a couple of times. Anyway, be sure to visit the Twilight Magic Tower.”

Doron patted Asher on the back.

“Your weapon should be discussed with the other old men. Wizards’ equipment requires much finer tuning. There is no other inspiration to do that.”

“Then, how long would it take if I received the old man’s coal right away?”

“Umm… even if you get plenty, 15 days will be enough.”

Ronan nodded. It was a good period in its own right. The free time could have been spent doing other things.

“Then I can count on you, sir.”

“Goodbye. Thank you for rekindling the fire in the old man’s heart.”

After saying that, the group left the smithy. Didikan escorted them to the exit. Just as he was about to climb the elevator, he heard a strange noise in his ears.

-Rumble…!

Ronan looked around. Asher and Marjah did not seem to hear. he asked, stabbing Didican in the side.

“What do you mean by that?”

“hmm? oh what did you hear You have very good ears.”

“okay. In the depths…”

“Don’t worry. There’s a new burrow they’re digging lately. I guess it’s because I’m also doing mines.”

Ronan narrowed his brows. There was something strange about the sound of simply digging the ground. Sheeta was also staring at the source of the sound. Didican laughed.

“It happens often. Dwarves treat rocks like rice cakes, so you don’t have to worry about them.”

“…Well then.”

Ronan nodded with a puzzled look on his face. Didican shook hands with the group in turn.

“it was fun. friends. If you have something to stop by in Gran Cappadocia, always ask me to find this Didican. Say hello to my brother too.”

“brother?”

“Yes, the prayer hall of Phileon Academy is my older brother. My brother tells me that he is satisfied with his iron-beating job. You worry a lot about me.”

Ronan was able to imagine the appearance of the prayer compartment without difficulty. He was one of the judges who supervised his interview and was the instructor in charge of the hunting technique he was taking. Ronan laughed.

“I will.”

The group took the elevator and headed to the ground. In their hands were makeshift weapons from Doron’s forge.

Asher, the great sword Marya had wielded earlier, was a wand that was slightly smaller than the existing staff, and Ronan was a long sword with a pure white blade. The appearance and material were ordinary, but the quality was so good that it was incomparably better than the black iron sword that was used before.

As they left the old forge, intense sunlight poured over their heads. Seeing people walking under the blue sky made the time I spent in Gran Cappadocia feel like a dream.

“Pun!”

As if Sheeta had been waiting for it, it flew up. The three of them and one of them returned to Phileon after enjoying their outing.

****

The weekend and the week that followed went smoothly.

Ronan did his best to use his time wisely. In the fitness center, which I usually go to during empty hours, I often encountered familiar faces.

– Hahaha! You come every time, junior Ronan! After all, it’s tenacity like a chaseok!

– Ah, you are here today, senior Braum. There was nothing to do. What happened to the great sword?

– Don’t worry junior! I repaired it right on the day of the entrance ceremony where I competed with you! Now I am 130kg!!

– That’s great.

-By the way, Instructor Nabi Rose kept asking how you were doing. What happened?

– Uh…pretend you don’t know. I’ll see you soon.

At night, I read the books in the dorm or reviewed the written subjects. Unlike studying for the entrance exam, it is a form of taking only the subjects you want, so the interest itself is wrong.

“Hmm. Also, the problem book wasn’t fun. Is it worth reading more than I thought?”

Ronan perused various books with his legs raised on the desk. [History of the Empire] [Travel to the West] [Why did the baroness give Max a steak?], etc…

There were some interesting books and some boring ones. Still, the fact that I could learn information I didn’t know without moving my body was enjoyable. On the Monday of the 3rd week, I took Sita to visit Professor Baren, Wearlion.

“Oh…ohhh! That child is…!”

“It took a lot longer than I thought. Long time no see, Baren.”

Baren’s class hadn’t started yet due to personal circumstances. So it was the first time Ronan had a conversation with him after entering Phileon. Baren’s mane visibly bristled as Sheeta’s eyes met.

“Oh please sit down. I’ll get the car. how are you? Oh, congratulations on entering the second place!”

“Slow down. I’m not going anywhere.”

Ronan sat on the sofa. Varen brought out refreshments at lightning speed. While pouring the tea and arranging the cookies, his eyes were fixed on Sheeta.

“Baby?”

Sheeta was sitting on the table, looking at Varen with bright eyes. Suddenly, Baren took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes.

“…a really, really pretty kid. What’s your name?”

“Sita.”

“Yes, Sheeta.”

Varen very carefully reached out and held it in front of Sheeta’s eyes. Sheeta, who blinked quietly, rubbed her face against Varen’s fingers.

“Pal~”

“……!”

Ronan deliberately lifted the teacup up to his eyes. The sight of a 3m tall Wear Lion shedding tears was not a very good spectacle. Then, Marfez, who was taking a nap on Baren’s chair, approached slowly.

– Phi?

“Your hair has grown even more. How are you?”

The blue plumage was profuse enough to remind of a bush. As Ronan waved, Marfez approached with a murmur. Seeing this, Sheeta’s eyes widened.

“beep??”

– Phi?

Marpez also reacted the same way. There was no one to say first. Sheeta and Marfez flew and ran towards each other at the same time.

Soon after, the two dream birds, facing each other, began to caress each other’s feathers as if they had waited. Seeing the friendly family reunion, Baren muttered in his main voice.

“Cheheung, is there no way to record this moment intact as an eternity…”

“I will. I’m sorry to break the atmosphere over there, Baren. Do you know what influenced him?”

Ronan extended his index finger and pointed at Sheeta. Baren sniffed and stood up from his seat. Varen, who was rummaging through the desk, said while laying out three sheets of paper on the table.

“sorry. I get emotional when I think it’s Marpez’s child… At least these three are the ones I can guess.”

Monsters that looked like fantasy species or monsters were drawn in miniature on the paper. Ronan tilted his head.

“This is the Black Dragon Orse… What are the rest of the monsters doing? Isn’t this human?”

The one drawn on the leftmost piece of paper was the black dragon Orsay. A demon dragon that was defeated by the empire and moved to the highlands of the far west. I knew it because it appeared in the children’s book Irill read to me when I was a snoring kid.

The problem was that I couldn’t find out the names of the other two beings. A human male in a fancy uniform was drawn on the middle piece of paper, and on the other sheet was a sea urchin-like pink halo.

Baren opened his mouth. His eyes were still fixed on Marfez and Sheeta.

“In the middle, the vampire of the Warsaw clan, the one on the right is Atia Fairy. Each has the ability to use blood-handling magic and heal wounds.”

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