I Regressed to My Ruined Family - Chapter 223

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 223

＃When I returned, the family was ruined (224)

9th rank.

It was a level she had achieved in her previous life. But there was one difference. In previous life, it was a level that could be reached about ten years later than now.

Numerous battles with the dragon race.

That was enough to change her magic system, which specialized in crafting, to combat.

Then he gained enlightenment and grew into the 9th rank.

On the other hand, it could be said to be growth in a different aspect than before in that it has now achieved the 9th rank through enlightenment in the area of production.

“Congratulations.”

“It’s all thanks to the Duke. The cult leader is definitely a great wizard. “If he hadn’t paid close attention to the process of engraving circuits… it would have been far from achieving enlightenment.”

The higher the hierarchy, the longer it took to advance to the next level. It was the same for Ilya. It took about ten years to move up from the 7th to the 8th rank, but getting over the 9th rank was a completely different story.

The time spent in the 8th rank had been well over 50 years. There were several reasons for that.

In fact, the biggest reason could be that the desire for growth was not great.

The 8th place egg was the starting point of adding the word ‘large’ in front of the modifier ‘mage’. A mysterious archmage in a dungeon.

The 8th rank was definitely not enough to receive that level of reverence, and there was no reason for her to quickly raise the rank.

money?

From a certain point on, there was absolutely nothing lacking. No, after becoming an archmage, it started to overflow.

The number of nobles who came to the dungeon wizard to entrust production requests to them easily exceeded twenty per year.

honor?

As an archmage, it wasn’t like he couldn’t be treated well somewhere.

The desire for growth…

she had felt that desire when she was very young, but her long life in the dungeon made her more relaxed.

There was nothing that could be called greed. At best, developing new products was a desire.

That’s why I thought about it.

If you have achieved this level of success as a half-human, wouldn’t you have laid a great foundation in your own way?

However, he did not have the ambition to change the society that oppressed half-humans.

Although I wasn’t completely satisfied with my level of accomplishment, I was satisfied enough to nod my head.

That may be why it stayed in the 8th rank for a particularly long time. From this point on, I no longer continued my life as intensely as before.

If I hadn’t met the duke.

So, if I hadn’t experienced the outside world, which is not a small dungeon, but an immeasurable size.

He would still be treated as a mysterious archmage in a dungeon, and his life would have been the same as before.

He must have been satisfied with his life, traveling to a few cities occasionally. I didn’t think it was that bad.

However…

it wouldn’t have been very enjoyable.

That much was easily predictable. Because life was like that before.

“So… thank you. “For showing me what joy is in life.”

Ethan laughed bitterly. Could Ilya be imagining this?

The fact that the Demon Dragon, who was the beginning of her enlightenment, used his words to tear out her heart in a previous life.

It was an undeniable fact.

Illia, the magician of crafting.

She grew into the 9th rank through numerous battles with the dragon race, and then faced the demon dragon and faced death.

I still vividly remember the sorrow I felt at that time.

Every time people who could be called talented people died one by one, I couldn’t help but feel that the destruction of the continent was just around the corner.

It was clearly a bad relationship.

Nevertheless, the reason I attached it to the Demon Dragon was because I needed to quickly increase its power. The level of the dragon race was much higher than expected.

The same goes for the Demon Dragon Lucreon.

Haven’t we gone beyond the realm of transcendence? It cannot be denied that interactions with humans have been of great help to demon dragons.

‘I’m sure it’s not just him.’

The level of language worshipers under the Demon Dragon must have also risen significantly.

It was fortunate that there was a faction that rejected human civilization. If all rulers had actively accepted human civilization, they would have been at a loss as to how to deal with them.

Anyway, one thing is certain.

It was true that the level of not only myself but also my colleagues had to be much higher than it is now. Just look at the demon dragon right now. It doesn’t matter when we have a common front like now, but what if this front breaks down in the future?

What would happen if he pretended to be crazy and invaded the duchy?

There was no one else who could deal with him except himself. It would be too greedy to hope that he would grow to the point where I could deal with him, but I had to at least grow to the point where I could buy time.

That’s why I added Ilia.

Even if we put aside the bad experiences of his past life, there is definitely something to be learned from the Demon Dragon who has reached the peak in the realm of magic.

Rationally, I thought it was the right decision, but it was unavoidable that it was a little emotionally unpleasant.

“…There is no need to be so grateful. “When I recruited you, I didn’t act with pure heart.”

A reputation I heard in my past life as a crafting wizard. Moreover, the duchy at that time was not the time to go to great lengths to recruit talent. Because the territory was half collapsing due to the tyranny of the 10 collateral families.

That’s why they attempted to recruit her using the magical items she revealed in her past life.

The results were definitely good.

I was able to create a useful sword while growing up, was able to contact elves through her introduction, and was able to receive great financial help through the production of numerous magical items.

That’s why I felt a little reluctant to look at her face as she expressed pure gratitude.

Ilya, who tilted her head at those words, looked at Ethan’s face. That too for a while.

She answered with a wide smile.

“Just because I am, it does not mean that I entrusted myself to the duke with a pure heart. Don’t you remember? “At that time, I was feeling intense curiosity about the Duke.”

A person who embodies knowledge that only existed in his or her head. Not only that, but he also has incredible swordsmanship skills that seem completely out of proportion to his age group. Ethan at that time was a person who could truly be described as deviant.

Is that it?

At first glance, he even realized that he was half human.

As a wizard, it was absolutely impossible not to feel curious about this person.

“Of course, I didn’t mean to stay in the duchy with a pure heart. Rather than that, it was closer to the idea of observing the peacock and finding out what secret it held.”

Then, my heart slowly started to become attracted to it.

“So… in the end, wouldn’t it have been exchanged one by one? “Because we exchanged things that way, there was no need to feel the emotional burden.”

“is it.”

“So let’s both forget about our innocent times.”

Because now I started looking at him with pure emotions. So, if possible, he hoped the duke would also look at him with those eyes.

It’s been smooth so far. In the end, unlike the first meeting where they met for mutual benefit, the duke began to speak his truth.

The change in relationships might have started now.

* * *

“It’s over!”

A powerful voice burst out from inside the palace. Muradni carefully stroked the completed sword. A sword with geometrically shaped circuits engraved all over its body.

The appearance of the divine sword, which was as blue as the sea, seemed sacred yet truly beautiful.

Because he was an excellent blacksmith, he could instinctively feel the value of the new sword. Even though he said he made it, it was so amazing that it was hard to believe he actually made it himself.

Perhaps to the extent that I may not be able to make such weapons again for the rest of my life.

but.

If you think about it, yes. The Palace of Fire was a space full of heat that no blacksmith could wish for. In this space, the best materials such as Ardenheit and the branches of the World Tree were used, and as if that were not enough, the item produced with the help of the cult leader, who was perhaps the most outstanding wizard on the continent, was the divine sword.

So, a masterpiece that can be said to be beyond one’s own ability has been created.

‘I said it was a sword with an ego.’

Certainly, every time he struck his sword, he could feel the tremors ringing in his heart. It’s as if the sword is trying to talk to you.

Ego Sword.

Although he didn’t even know how his ego would affect the sword’s effectiveness in the future.

‘…I guess it’ll be okay.’

I heard that the spirit was completely subdued and an act of ownership was performed.

It’s okay if it helps, it won’t hold you back. I was lost in thought for a while.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Muradni’s mind returned to reality when he heard a voice coming from next to him.

It was the duke’s voice.

Last night, he spent the entire day observing the process of creating a new sword with himself.

As he is an outstanding knight, his eye for the sword must also be sharp. Therefore, Muradni felt satisfied that he was watching the production process.

Because it served as a sort of surveillance officer.

“Production is finished. “It seems like a satisfactory result to me, but I’m not sure what it will look like to you.”

“I feel like I can feel it even if I don’t hold it. “What a great result.”

“Hmm. “I used some of my strength.”

I waited for a moment as Muradni carefully stroked the entire sword.

Since this is the moment of handing over the best product, it will be the last time you pour your love into it. After about ten minutes had passed, Muradni nodded. It meant that preparations for handover were complete.

“Can I hold it?”

“It’s yours anyway, so why not? “So be it.”

The moment the Duke stretched out his hand.

The new sword hummed loudly as if it was expressing joy. It was a bonus that a colorful light bloomed from the embossed pattern.

“It’s definitely interesting. “It’s a sword with an ego…”

The moment I held the sword like that.

-Long time no see, master. I wish you well in the future.

Bbangi’s voice was heard.

When I breathed in mana, I felt the mana spreading out without any sense of discomfort, as if it were rotating within my body.

Grumble!

A blazing flame above the blade.

The efficiency of generating flames seemed to have increased twofold compared to the previous divine sword.

‘It’s made of Ardenheit…’

It could even split the outer shell of a tyrant known for its hardness.

Hunting the Iron Tyrant.

It was as if the preparations had been completely completed.