I Regressed to My Ruined Family - Chapter 221

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 221

＃When it returned, the family was ruined (222)

The process of the cult leader engraving the circuit was absolutely perfect. Although the flow of mana was rough, it perfectly understood the essence of production.

There were no gaps in the circuit seen in many magicians, the distribution of mana was too clean, and even the circuit used was a high-level formula that perfectly suited Ardenheit.

That’s why it was surprising.

‘…Definitely not a crafting wizard.’

I heard it from the duke.

The cult leader is a dragon race that has surpassed even the level of transcendence. So, there will be a chance to learn something.

I nodded, but part of me was wondering what I would learn from someone who wasn’t a production wizard.

It was because of the pride that had been built up over a long period of time. Pride in being the best when it comes to creating artifacts and magic items. But the situation was exactly the opposite of what she thought.

Ilya let out a sigh.

‘Everything connects as one…’

Whether it’s magic, swordsmanship, or elemental magic. The theory was that the more extreme you were, the more perfect you would be in all areas.

Of course, it wasn’t a story about a knight using magic or a wizard using spirits.

The ‘all’ here refers to the detailed branches of one’s field.

Just because they were called wizards did not mean they all belonged to the same profession.

Magic was an ability that was no different from a kind of miracle, and the world needed this miracle, so wizards used to decide on their expertise from the point they reached the third rank, where they were recognized as a wizard.

Combat, farming, civil engineering, livestock processing, manufacturing, magic circle, alchemy, smelting….

The branches alone easily exceeded dozens, and the number of magics that could be used per branch was so numerous that one could not count them with two hands.

In so many fields, a person who reached the 8th rank of Grand Wizard was called a master. No matter what field it was, if it reached that level, it could show powerful results.

Even so, in the same hierarchy, it is not true that non-combat occupations can beat combat occupations or that combat occupations can catch up to non-combat occupations.

In the end, the major was what determined the wizard’s identity.

An idiom used by the devil.

In the end, Yongeondo was just one of the means to generate magic, so the religious leader could also be said to be a magician.

A wizard who uses easier, faster, and stronger magic than other wizards.

So, you must have some special area.

However, that field could not have been unrelated to combat.

Wouldn’t strong military power be essential to rule over a huge religious order, including the seven archbishops?

So that’s what I thought. What can you learn if you learn from someone who is not a crafting wizard?

‘…It was stupid.’

Ilya let out a sigh.

It was her first time encountering a strong person who could be counted among the first even on a continent that had surpassed the transcendental. I only realized it after witnessing it like that.

When you reach that level, it doesn’t matter if it’s not your area of expertise. Or rather, the fact that one can use magic with a level of expertise that can overwhelm even the magic of even the most masters.

Otherwise, the circuit the cult leader engraves would not be more perfect than his own. The subconscious feeling of dissatisfaction had completely disappeared. Awe at overwhelming ability.

What caught her eye now was pure curiosity and passionate exploration. Magical inspiration slowly began to flow towards her.

* * *

The process of engraving the circuit lasted about three hours. The Demon Dragon, who was handling Ardenheit with sweat dripping from his forehead, looked at Ethan.

[The primary circuit configuration is complete. Could you please come here for a moment?]

The demon dragon spoke to Ethan, who came close.

[Now we will proceed with the ownership ceremony.]

“Ownership ceremony?”

[It’s simple. Ardenheite is a noble metal. It would not be something the metal side wants to fall into the hands of an unqualified person.]

Ethan tilted his head. As an owner who had held a divine sword in a previous life, this was the first time I had heard of the process of ownership. Of course, it was necessary to have the qualifications to hold a divine sword.

Because the new sword was one of the sacred items that was like a symbol of the duke’s family. The qualification was to ascend to the position of head of the family.

‘This is the first time I’ve heard that the sword tests itself.’

My curiosity arose.

“What happens if the metal rejects it?”

[Hmm. If you use the circuit I carved, it is possible to suppress the will of metal. This means that you can use the sword. However…]

“Just?”

[It will be difficult to achieve perfect performance. For example, if you put in mana, compared to Ardenheit’s mana conductivity of close to 100%… it would be fortunate to use about 70% of it.]

“Hmm…”

The cult leader said after seeing Ethan who seemed to be struggling. added.

[This is not something I can do. Ah, to be precise, how can I do it….]

“But?”

[This requires completely castrating the metal’s free will. It’s not impossible. However, if free will completely disappears, the sword’s ego will also completely disappear.]

“Ego?”

[Hmm. Just think briefly. It is a kind of sword spirit.]

“Then is there any advantage that can be gained if the ego disappears?”

[Hmm… I’m not sure what the outcome will be.]

Assuming that the cult leader’s story was true, it was quite an interesting story.

Self.

If you look at the situation under the premise that he is a kind of personality…

‘There was nothing like that in my past life.’

The new sword was clearly a sword with performance worthy of being called the best weapon on the continent. However, there were no additional elements such as spirits or personalities.

If there was such a thing, there was no way I wouldn’t have felt it.

The divine sword from my previous life was clearly made of Ardenheite. This means that the ingredients are not different.

‘If what the cult leader says is true…’

This means that the divine sword of the past life was made as an inorganic object that completely castrated the ego.

“Is Ardenheite really that kind of metal? “Does this self exist?”

[I don’t know if all Ardenheit is like this. Even I don’t have a lot of this metal, even if I have a lot of samples. In fact, what I gave to the duke was more than 80%.]

“Then what is the possibility that the metal itself will change over time?”

[The metal itself is different?]

“Couldn’t the Ardenheit of the past have been a metal that had no identity?”

[Hmm… I don’t know. It is never easy for the properties of a material to completely change.]

“This means that it is highly likely that it was this type of metal from the beginning.”

[My guess is yes.]

That means there is a high possibility that the ego was removed in the previous Shinken…

It was a fact that not even Ethan could know whether it would be better to remove the ego or to maintain it.

“If you annihilate the ego, doesn’t that mean there is no need for a sense of ownership?”

[…I guess so. However, as I said before, I don’t know how the sword’s performance will change. What is certain is that it will not get better.]

“Does this mean that the performance itself will lag behind?”

[If the filled part disappears, won’t a void inevitably occur? Filling it is the process of creating something from nothing. That is something only beings called gods can do.]

“I understand.”

A kind of mental life form.

Even a demonic dragon who has surpassed the level of transcendence would not be able to create something like this.

Although killing life is not difficult, creating new life is something that only God can do.

[Would you like to proceed with the ownership ceremony? Or… will you completely annihilate your ego?]

Let’s think about it.

What the Demon Dragon wants is to hunt down the Iron Tyrant. You probably don’t think you’ll be hunting 100%. Because a tyrant is also a ruler in his own way, he must have great power.

A dragon race with a strong skin made from countless amounts of metal consumed. In order to increase the success rate of hunting, the sword had to have good performance.

Isn’t that why I handed over Ardenheit? Unless it is something that can be called the metal of God, it would be very difficult to tear the tyrant’s skin. In the end, what decided this match was the performance of the weapon.

‘He probably knows this too.’

To do so, it would be better to maximize the sword’s performance.

No matter how much experience one had in one’s past life, dealing with the ruler of a dragon race was a dangerous task.

The judgment was clear.

“Let’s proceed with that sense of ownership.”

[You thought well.]

It has not yet been clear whether the first head of the family intentionally extinguished the sword’s ego, or whether there was no ego in Ardenheit in the distant past.

But one thing is certain….

it doesn’t seem like annihilating one’s ego is a very good option right now.

In that case, there is no need to follow only the memories of one’s past life. Just as he had completely discarded the black flame to make the white flame bloom, all he had to do now was to choose the option that would make him stronger.

In my own way, I became interested in the idea of self.

“So how do you proceed with that sense of ownership?”

[There is no difficult process waiting for you. Infuse white flame into the sword body.]

“…Is that okay?”

[yes. At that point, this self will also become aware of who its master is. If the Duke likes him, he will accept him as his master, and if he doesn’t like it…]

“What if he doesn’t like it?”

[…Let’s think of a different move then.]

Ethan nodded and approached the Sword God.

Ugh…

I stretched out my hand towards the sword body that was slightly vibrating. White flames rose above my hands. As he became a transcendental person, the flame that contained even more intense heat began to seep into the sword.

I could see the sword body starting to turn red little by little.

Soon, a pure white embossed pattern began to shine on the inside of the sword. Mana was spreading throughout the sword body along the path of the circuit carved by the demon dragon.

Ugh!

The sound of the sword gradually began to grow louder. It seemed like he was angry or like he was complaining. Just little by little.

It became possible to understand the inside of the sword. At one point, the surrounding space was completely changed. An area full of blue sea color. In the middle of it, there was a floating round object. It is pure white and looks like a round bread.

The bread spoke.

-Who are you?

“The one who will be your master.”

-Such words can only be uttered after showing proper qualifications.

“Qualification?”

-I will start the test now.

Ugh!

The entire space began to tremble violently, as if there had been an earthquake.