I Regressed to My Ruined Family - Chapter 240

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 240

#When he returned, the family was ruined (241)

The tyrant’s outer skin was made of the highest quality material. As the quality of the material improved, more circuits could be engraved in the same area.

A circuit was a passage-like organ responsible for the rotation of mana, and for high-level materials, the passage itself was much larger. Therefore, there were more than one or two circuits engraved on the entire full plate armor.

Light weight, space storage, strength enhancement, flame resistance, automatic repair, etc….

There are more than ten circuits that immediately come to mind. Even as Ilia, this was the first time that so many functions were given to one item. Nevertheless, the reason I had no choice but to take the challenge was because this item was directly related to Ethan’s safety.

What needed to be done now was simple.

Mana is given to ensure the balance of the complex functions of the circuit so that they do not conflict with each other.

The better the crafting wizard, the more proficient he or she was at this process. Ilya took a deep breath. At this moment, only the scene of the cult leader blowing into the circuit was playing over and over again in her mind.

From what she remembered, the circuit functions given to the divine sword were close to twenty. Even in her long life, she had never witnessed an item with so many functions.

What’s even more surprising is:

The balance and harmony of the new sword created in this way was very clean. An ability that is almost legendary in the production field. That scene was the beginning of deep enlightenment and the beginning of feeling heavy pressure.

There definitely existed an outstanding wizard higher in rank than himself. It was a fact that Ilya also knew. However, it was different, at least in the production field.

Even if I was a 10th rank transcendent, I was confident that I would not fall behind in this field. I didn’t judge it that way because I actually witnessed it with a 10th rank wizard.

It was just a kind of confidence.

Just as a frog in a well thinks that inside is the whole world, her limited experience may have caused her to fall into arrogance. I have lived a life full of pride. It was after encountering the Duke that it slowly began to break down.

One hundred years.

Although the space she lived in was limited to five fingers, the time she lived was by no means short.

I experienced countless human casualties.

From the common knights who move the region to the losers of a region that we have seen even from afar.

However, there was not a single person with as much talent as the Duke.

Even the country’s most powerful knights did not grow very quickly.

To reach the state of transcendence in less than two years at most.

When I first developed a crush, I was happy that I could help. But it was different now. Now the duke has grown to the point where he can only receive one-sided favor.

A monster I can’t even dare to follow.

The duke was such a knight. As each day passed, my heart became more urgent. If things continue like this, I feel like we will continue to grow apart. Didn’t you get help this time too?

In fact, Illya had no reason to visit the Land of Fire. At least that was the case when a new sword had to be produced.

There is an outstanding magician called the leader of the cult, so there is no reason to call him himself.

It was a one-sided favor from the duke. A kind of consideration for self-growth. Although I was so happy to see his consideration, a part of me couldn’t help but feel depressed.

I grew up through that consideration, but even though I grew up, it wasn’t easy to follow in the Duke’s footsteps. Although it had grown, it was still only 9th rank. Considering that he was a 6-star knight when I first encountered him, his growth rate was ridiculously slow.

Honestly, if I was in a combat position, I wouldn’t have even dared to accompany him.

Even Ysera, who was astonished by his talent next to the Duke, was unable to even participate in battles with the rulers.

‘…It may be a little different after the provisional contract or something ends.’

I heard that a temporary contract was made with the Spirit Lord. It is a contract that will end soon. If she truly makes a contract with the monarch…

then she will be able to fulfill her role in the battle against the ruler.

Since ancient times, the power of a spiritist was bound to vary depending on the contracted spirit, and the monarch was a being with the power to create even non-existing transcendents. Isera will definitely enter the state of transcendence.

Being able to share my life with him. Ilya was just jealous of that.

okay.

This is a fact that has no choice but to be acknowledged now. At least I couldn’t help him in direct combat. That was the current situation. But indirectly…

you can definitely help yourself. The presence or absence of artifacts in battle was one of the important factors that could determine victory or defeat. He was one of the creators who could create such artifacts.

‘…I have to succeed.’

This production also received the duke’s consideration. The tyrant’s outer shell was not material that could return to him. If he were a duke, he would have received help from the religious leader. Although there is a risk, isn’t that much worse than damaging the finished product?

But the duke’s judgment was different.

In the end, he decided to believe in himself. I looked at the tyrant’s outer shell. A material comparable to Ardenheite. Even if the duke spends his entire life, it would be difficult to obtain this amount of material more than five times.

Even if it were the king of a country… even if it were the emperor of a huge empire, it was an item that everyone would rush at with their eyes lit up. Her outer skin was obviously cold, but she could feel the warmth in her palm. Perhaps this warmth is the duke’s trust itself?

“Have you done well so far?”

I remembered the Duke’s words just before. It was time to show great results in order not to disappoint him. Mana, who had been trembling endlessly, gradually calmed down as if her anger was subsiding. Mana wrapped around full plate armor. As the hierarchy increased, mana became more concentrated and penetrated into the circuit. The first thing to do was to lighten the weight….

Sweat was rolling down my forehead. But there was no time to feel that warmth. I immediately started engraving the second circuit, the space storage function. It was a more delicate work than any circuit I had ever carved.

I remembered the work of the religious leader I checked last time.

‘Gently…’

Gently, yet delicately and quickly. Numerous thoughts passed through my mind. My concentration soared to its limit. Heat surged over her forehead. At that moment.

Ilya was imagining it.

The Duke’s hand that stroked his head. Our palms were occasionally held together.

She was clearly thinking of the leader of the cult. If you think about it, this was definitely unintentional. Isn’t now the time to do the given work, not the time to think about work?

However, like a boat floundering in the sea, the surroundings began to sink into memories. I couldn’t think of anything.

Peacock. Peacock. Peacock… Peacock…

How long did I swim through my memories?

I suddenly came to my senses. I had no strength in my whole body. My vision wavered. Just before I fell to the floor, I felt a firm palm on my waist. It was a very familiar feeling. Because it was a feeling I kept thinking about until just a moment ago.

“Good work.”

Is it because of the heat spreading to my head?

His voice sounded particularly sweet. She took one last look at the armor before closing her heavy eyelids. The front of the armor, which had been colorless just a moment ago, was showing off its presence with colorful patterns on the front.

Is it a success?

It seemed like that. If this is the case, at least it won’t be a failure. Only then did she close her eyes, feeling relieved. Immediately, an unbearable feeling rushed into my head.

* * *

“This is… amazing.”

Muradni was the first to raise his armor and let out a quiet exclamation. The processing process of the outer shell was literally close to perfection. In fact, it may have been natural that the best blacksmith in royalties was given the best equipment directly from the Palace of Fire.

Because they created such a perfect appearance, paradoxically, it was these dwarves who were the most worried during the armor production process. The finished product never lies. It was his iron rule. One hammer blow. Each minor process, such as a single tanning process, differentiates a masterpiece from a masterpiece. Therefore, production was the most honest yet cruel process.

The cult leader was a very outstanding magician. Carving circuits and creating the appearance of items. Ultimately, considering that both are included within the scope of production, it would not be strange to call him a more excellent producer than himself.

It was quite an honor to entrust goods to such a person. If he had been an ordinary human wizard and not a dragon, he would have chanted a loud hymn from the moment the circuit of the divine sword was completed. In comparison, what was the human woman who had just collapsed like?

Although he was revered as a very outstanding production wizard in the royal world, judging by Muradni’s keen eye, he was far from lacking.

If it weren’t for the duke who asked for collaboration, I would have immediately felt insulted.

From the beginning of production until now when the frame is completed. Muradni did not like human wizards. Even if the materials were from the hated dragon race, there was no disagreement that they were extremely valuable items. That’s why I worked hard to create a perfect frame.

To think that a perfect mold, like a sculpture, should be entrusted to such a half-penny wizard!

From the blacksmith’s point of view, who had created such a wonderful appearance as if he were a son, he could not relieve his anger even if he vomited blood from the corner of his mouth.

From the moment the cult leader disappeared until now, Muradni has consistently expressed his opinions to the duke.

Even if it means taking risks, he must bring in the cult leader to create the perfect armor.

The human wizard would reveal half-empty eyes every time. Still, the reason I didn’t dare to refute it was probably because I also realized my lack of skills. Nevertheless, the duke did not go back on his decision.

Eventually something happened. When the wizard started engraving circuits on the armor, his mana trembled excessively. Although I did not know the process of engraving a circuit perfectly, I had experience collaborating with numerous wizards, so I knew the general process itself.

Unstable mana was a major factor in lowering the quality of not only circuits but also materials. I thought it was wrong. Although its durability will be maintained to some extent, it will never produce a perfect finished product like a new sword.

I certainly thought so…

“What do you think?”

Insignificantly.

Muradni could not give a lie to the Duke’s question, which was asked in a calm tone.

“…That’s great.”

Just like when I first saw the new sword some time ago, the armor was functioning very well.