Chapter 10 (1/2)
Chapter 10: The Uncle and the Honors Student (part 2)
I lost.
Only this sentence kept repeating inside my mind.
Ever since I entered this world, I never believed that I could lose, because I almost never provoked any incidents. Therefore, there’s a low chance of me coming to blows with experts. I don’t know how strong these experts are, but when I come to face with a strong person, I can use my skills in areas that I have an advantage with to close the gap. I don’t think I would lose in wisdom and knowledge either.
However, as I held this silver-white sword, I became aware of what is true mastery.
This is a sword I cannot make.
There are people who probably think that all swords made out of some mold, but in reality, this is not the case at all. If the weapon is only used to kill people, the difference is not too big, but when using it by infusing it with magic, the sword requires other metals to make the skeleton for its insides. The skeleton not only directly effects the weapon’s level of resistance, but also the fluency of enchantment and magic capability.
For example, a sword not carrying a skeleton is just a sharp lump of steel, and it is easy to fracture once it encounters magic. But once it carries a skeleton, it can resist magic and can even split magic apart. For the same reason, magic can also be poured into the skeleton, to make it harder or sharper.
Skeletons made from different methods are of course different. Naturally, different weapon skeletons also have their special characteristics.
Just by holding this sword you can tell that it is a level above the others.
This sword is tailored for Ka Luona. As I hold this sword, a feeling of rejection occurs immediately. I cannot put magic in this sword. When I tried to forcefully pour it in, this sword even came back to bite me.
In other words, its maker a.n.a.lyzed Ka Luona’s magic skeleton and input it into the design. This sword is actually a part of her body, an extension of her limbs.
This is a true weapon.
However, how do you a.n.a.lyze other people’s magic skeleton?
I gazed at the sword in my hand until Ka Luona grabbed it back.
“This is a sword I received from graduating first from the Hero University. It was made by the princ.i.p.al. He’s not the kind of person you could match up to.”
She jabbed determinedly at my sore spot.
I grabbed Ka Luona’s wrist, and pushed up her sleeve to her elbow. Ka Luona saw my action, but she didn’t resist.
I looked at her forearm, sniffed it, and then licked it lightly.
“You ill-mannered disciple, what are you doing aaaaah!!!!!”
As expected, no matter what method, I had no way of seeing Ka Luona’s magic skeleton.
I can only give up.
——pa!! (sound of hitting)
It even took a long time for me to react to Ka Luona’s slap across my face. My mind was filled solely with the elaborate structure of that sword.
“Closed.”
I spoke tersely to Elan, and then I slumped in the chair at the counter, beaten and paralyzed.
A princ.i.p.al of a magic school. What’s this sword made to do, destroy Voldemort’s horcruxes?
My head also started to hurt.
I am a weapons shop uncle; my mission is to make the best sword for the hero who will kill the Demon King.
That’s right. Not selling anything is my level. How could there be anyone who would want goods from me.
I stood up to go to the bas.e.m.e.nt.
The familiar smell of steel. So far, all the weapon I have completed were made here.
“All things forge.” (magic chant thing)
I see it clearly. I see it more clearly.
“All things forge.”
No, it’s still not enough. It’s merely making a sword.
“All things forge.”
I summon an enormous amount of magic and squeeze it into the sword.
It exploded into pieces.
Can it only bear this much magic?
No way, the explanation is not thorough enough.
“All things forge.”
I recall, recall that silver-white sword!
“All things forge.”
It’s still not enough. It’s too weak like this.
“All things forge.”
If there was a hero, maybe during a decisive battle he might meet with a crisis. If my sword is not strong enough, if in the battle it breaks——