Academy’s Genius Swordsman

30. Gran Cappadocia (3)

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Even though he had been working as a blacksmith for over three hundred years, it was a material he had never seen before. Ronan patted Sita and smiled.

“It’s the eggshell that he broke.”

“Byeah.”

Sita clasped her face in Ronan’s hands. Doron’s eyes widened.

“An eggshell? Is this what you mean?”

Doron began examining the eggshell as if possessed by something.

Wearing an appraisal machine, I turned it around to check it, as well as putting it in a furnace or putting it on an anvil and beating it with a hammer. Finally, Doron, who had even sprayed unknown reagents on the shell, shed a sigh of relief.

“This is great. Hardness, weight, stiffness… all perfect! Properly blended with Brancar meteorite…maybe the greatest masterpiece of my blacksmith’s life. Can I really use this?”

“sure. I got it just in case, but it turned out well.”

Doron snorted. He grabbed Ronan’s hand and started shaking it up and down.

“Thank you. I’ll definitely make the best weapon for you. Will you come back in three months?”

“Okay… wait, three months?”

Ronan frowned. It took too long it took too long. If I had to prepare a weapon as soon as possible, I would be able to attend Nabirose’s class.

“Yeah, three months. I want to do it faster, but I can’t help it. I just did a heat resistance test and it showed signs of melting after using only the highest grade coal, but now the coal is almost gone.”

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

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

Doron said, scratching his head with the hilt of the hammer. Marya, who was quietly listening to the conversation, widened her eyes.

“Hold on, Grandpa. Coal?”

“Uh? That’s right. Coal.”

“Do you think I can rescue you?”

“What? What do you mean? Did you hear that an earthquake occurred in Drumkus, the largest producer of coal coal, and that it was not distributed throughout the islands?”

That was the reason the Dwarves were busy spreading lava. I can’t stop working at all, so I have to melt special ore even with the heat of lava. Marya nodded her head.

“Right. There was an earthquake. But our top group went to Drumkers just before that.”

“He, that is, . . .”

“yes. There is still one wagon left. I’m waiting for the price to go up further… Can I sell you if you need it?”

“Of course! How much, how much? Didican! Bring me my safe!”

Doron threw his hammer and shouted. The eyes that were exposed through the beard that covered his face were twinkling. It was the moment when Didi Khan, startled, was about to move.

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

“Something else, what…?”

“The weapons here. Overall, the quality is very good, so I want to sell it at our top store.”

“You mean these studies? Is that so? As long as you give me the coal that I can use right now, I don’t care if I take it.”

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

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Marya smiled softly and took out a paper and pen from her arms. She wrote the contract in elegant handwriting and explained the details of the transaction to Doron step by step.

“So… we put a price like this on a single coal coal. Each type of weapon…”

“Ew, I don’t know how to explain it anyway. Just leave the coal and take it in moderation.”

“No. What do you do if you are scammed by others? Now, let me explain again.”

It took me over an hour to write the entire contract. Marya smiled contentedly and put the contract into her arms. Doron grumbled and the presbyopia rubbed all his eyes. Seeing that, Ronan smirked.

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

“Heh heh, it’s essential to be the best merchant. I think this transaction will give us a chance to call the upper part a lot.”

“Isn’t that because you are an old man who has lived like a mole for hundreds of years?”

“hey! What do you think of the next general manager at the top of Caravel?”

As for the future, looking at his father Duon’s philosophy, there seemed to be no such possibility. After all, I thought that I was good at making friends at Marbas.

I can get the weapon quickly, so it was a good thing anyway. Ronan handed the bill of Grancia to Didican.

“Give me all three shares in front of Grancia’s Schlieffen.”

“Are you okay? It might be worth the money.”

“I have to give this incident a chance to lighten my mind. A guy called the morning star of the empire is rude to a woman…”

Didi Khan giggled and wrote the deal. The content was that Doron would manufacture Ronan, Asher, and Marya’s weapons, and the Grancia family would pay for them. Asher hesitated and opened her mouth.

“Hey, there… I haven’t decided yet what weapon I’m going to get…”

Asher had not yet drawn an estimate. Doron, who had been focused only on the eggshell, raised his head belatedly.

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

“Wow, it’s telekinesis…”

“It’s a rare talent. This is an area where precision is very important. Can you use magic without a staff?”

“Yeah…for now.”

Doron urged Asher to show her magic. After a moment’s hesitation, Asher held out her hand and chanted a spell.

“The Invisible Hand.”

About twenty weapons, regardless of type, floated in a row in the air. Asher handled the weapons like a chess piece and showed them moving around. Doron nodded.

“Ummm… that’s not too bad. How long have you been learning magic? You seem to have received an early education in either the magical city of Delphium or the Horse Tower, is this old man’s reasoning correct?”

“Ah, no… it’s been about six months since I first learned magic…”

“What is it?”

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

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

“Uh… I read the book and followed it.”

“under! It’s a book!”

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

“Hey, like this?”

“okay. Could it be possible to move each one separately?”

He got used to mana with his staff and made a few mistakes, but Asher did a great job overall. Doron chuckled.

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

For a long time, he bent over and sobbed. Soon, Doron raised his head and stroked his beard with a somewhat serious expression.

“Did you say Asher? If you have a chance, be sure to visit the Twilight Tower where Rorhorn is.”

“Is that Rorhon-sama…?”

Asher knew him. It was the name I learned from the first class of Phileon Magic. The first human 9th circle wizard. A transcendent who has enjoyed hundreds of years beyond the limits of his body.

‘The magician inspiration.’

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

“Hey, can I see Rorhon-sama…?”

“I don’t know about that either. Because I’ve only seen it a couple of times. Anyway, be sure to visit Twilight Tower.”

Doron patted Asher on the back.

“Your weapon should be discussed with the other old men. Mage’s equipment needs to be tuned much more delicately. There is no other inspiration to do that.”

“Then, Sir, how long will it take if I receive the coal coal right away?”

“Ummm… even if it’s enough, a full moon will be enough.”

Ronan nodded. A full moon was a good period in its own right. The empty time would have to be spent doing other things.

“Then you can look forward to it, sir.”

“Goodbye. Thank you for kindling the old man’s heart again.”

After saying those words, the group left the blacksmith shop. Didi Khan saw them off to the exit. Just as he was about to get on the elevator, he heard a strange sound in Ronan’s ear.

-Rulleung…!

Ronan looked around. Asher and Marjah seemed not to hear. he asked, stabbing Didi Khan in the side.

“What does that mean?”

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

“okay. Deep down there…”

“don’t worry. There’s a new oyster dug in there. I guess it’s because I’m also working with mines.”

Ronan narrowed his brow. It felt strange to me that it was simply the sound of digging into the ground. Sita was also staring at the place where the sound was coming from. Didi Khan laughed.

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

“…well, that’s it.”

Ronan nodded with a frown on his face. Didi Khan shook hands with the party in turn.

“it was fun. friends. If you ever need to stop by Gran Cappadocia, ask for this Didican. Say hello to my brother as well.”

“brother?”

“Yes, the prayer room of the Phileon Academy is my older brother. Tell your brother that he’s happy with the work of beating iron. He worries a lot about me.”

Ronan could hardly remember the figure of the prayer room. He was one of the judges who supervised his interview and was the instructor in charge of the hunting arts he was taking. Ronan grinned.

“I do.”

The group took the elevator and headed to the ground. Each of them held a temporary weapon from Doron’s smithy.

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Marya was the great sword she swung earlier, Asher was a wand that was slightly smaller than the existing staff, and Ronan was a long sword of a white sword god. The appearance and material were plain, but the quality was so good that it could not be compared to the black iron sword I used before.

As they left the old blacksmith’s shop, the intense sunlight poured over the group’s heads. The time I spent in Gran Cappadocia felt like a dream when I saw people walking under the blue sky.

“Bye!”

Sita flew up as if waiting. The three and one returned to Phileon after enjoying their day out.

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The weekend and the following week went smoothly.

Ronan did everything he could to use his time wisely. In the gym, which I usually go to during empty hours, I often ran into familiar faces.

– Whoa! You come every time, Ronan junior! After all, second-class persistence!

– Oh, you’re here today too, Braum-senpai. I had nothing to do. By the way, how’s the great sword?

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

– That’s great.

-By the way, Instructor Nabirose keeps asking about your well-being, what’s going on?

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

At night, I read books in the dormitory or reviewed writing 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 interesting. Is it worth reading more than I thought?”

Ronan perused various books with his legs on the desk. [Empire History], [Journey to the West], [Why the Baroness gave Max a steak?] etc…

Some books were interesting and some were not. Still, the fact that I knew information I didn’t know without moving my body itself was fun. On Monday of the 3rd week, I took Sita to visit Professor Baren of Wear Lion.

“Oh, oh, oh! That, that child is…!”

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

Baren’s class had not yet started due to personal circumstances. So Ronan was the first to talk to him after entering Phileon. Baren’s mane, who met Sita’s eyes, stood up conspicuously.

“Ah, sit down. I’ll bring the car. how are you? Oh, congratulations on your second-class admission!”

“Take it slow. I’m not running away.”

Ronan sat down on the sofa. Baren served refreshments at lightning speed. His gaze was fixed on Sita throughout pouring tea and arranging cookies.

“Damn?”

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

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

“Sita.”

“Yes, Sita.”

Baren very carefully reached out and brought it to Sita’s eyes. Sita, who blinked quietly, rubbed her face with Baren’s fingers.

“Bye~”

“··········!”

Ronan deliberately raised the teacup up to his eyes. The sight of a 3m tall Wear Lion shed tears was not a good spectacle. At that moment, Marpez, who was taking a nap on Baren’s chair, approached slowly.

-Pee?

“Oh my gosh, my hair is getting bigger. How have you been?”

The blue feathers were abundant enough to be reminiscent of thickets. Ronan waved his hand and Marpez approached with a gunshot. Seeing this, Sita’s eyes widened.

“beep??”

-Pee?

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Marpez had the same reaction. There was no one who came first. Sita and Marpez flew and ran towards each other at the same time.

The two dream birds, who met each other before long, began to caress each other’s feathers as if they were waiting. Seeing the friendly family reunion, Baren muttered in her main voice.

“Keoheung, is there no way to record this moment and this scene as eternity?”

“Iknow, right. Hey, I’m sorry to disturb the atmosphere, Baren. Do you have any idea what influenced him?”

Ronan stretched out his index finger and pointed to Sita. Baren sighed and stood up from his seat. Baren, who was rummaging through the desk, said as he laid out three sheets of paper on the table.

“sorry. Thinking they were Marpez’s children, I was overwhelmed with emotions…

On the paper, monsters that looked like phantom species or monsters were drawn in miniature. Ronan tilted his head.

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

Drawn on the far left piece of paper was the black dragon Orsay. A demon dragon who was defeated by the Empire and moved to a plateau in the far west. I knew it because it appeared in the children’s book that Iril read to me when I was a nosebleeder.

The problem was that I couldn’t find the names of the other two beings. On the center piece of paper was a human male in a colorful uniform, and on the other was a pink halo that looked like a sea urchin.

Baren opened his mouth. His gaze was still fixed on Marpez and Sita.

“In the center is a vampire of Warsaw blood, and on the right is Atia Fairy. Each has the ability to use blood magic and heal wounds.”