Cheat Majutsu de Unmei wo Nejifuseru

I will use Cyril's help to create my new weapon.

Multiple sorceries are required when building weapons.

Magic that transforms the material into a machinable state.

Magic that deforms the material.

Sorcery that works out materials magically and scientifically.

Although it is normal to do it in sequence in stages, the material continues to be stressed while each process is being carried out. The material is also heavily loaded because of the design for the best weapon. It is necessary to minimize the time to impart the load.

No matter how handy you do it alone, you can't stand the material if you build the weapon exactly as I designed it.

We need to do almost every process at the same time.

So, what do I do? If you can't do it alone, you can do it alone.

To do so, with Cyril's hand, we make multiple processes run at about the same time.

Cyril looks me and Yukina in turn and opens her mouth.

"All right, I understand the final form and process of the weapon that Sauge is aiming for. Yukina, I'll take care of the fire. You'll feel the perfect flame on your skin and keep getting it out."

"Foolish question. Leave it to me."

Yukina nods small. Yukina the Silver Firefox, Quina's sister replacement, also helps us build this weapon. She provides an ideal flame.

Cyril is the assistant, and Yukina manages the flames. No more privileged working environment would exist in this world.

"Sausage, you seem to have all the ingredients."

"Elsier is amazing. I didn't think they were selling everything I wanted."

"The higher the material, the harder it is to process. Because there is no alchemist outside Elsier who can handle it, I have to use it inside Elsier and it bumps. Trouble."

Cyril smiled bitterly.

The materials used this time are Orihalcon, Mithril, Meteor, Titanium and Tungsten. In addition, an alloy is created based on a mixture of Tyrannoscale inverse scales with properties similar to those of metal.

If these materials are made into an alloy mixed with the right proportions, supple and strong metals are produced. It is concluded that the alloys that made these among the players' research results are the best materials for weapons.

Tyrannoscale is the material of a frivolous demon that we challenged when we were still in Rank 1. It kept me warm all the time trying to use it for my weapon and Kuna's.

This inverse scale was not only metallic in nature, it was the core of Tyrannos' magic. Mixing with metal greatly improves the magical affinity.

I use this alloy, but I use a variety of demonic materials besides my own. I bought them in Elsier.

Incredibly high ranking demonic material is sold thanks to Cyril and the warriors of this city regularly going to the deepest part of the underground labyrinth to make sure no demons overflow from the labyrinth.

For example, Rank 4 Demon Crured Spider Yarn. A dreamy material that is ultra-light and invisibly thin, yet lifted by about fifty tons of weight and yet well through magic. It performs better than the yarn that deformed the orihalcon.

For example, the exoskeleton of Rank 4 demon Inferno Lizard. This one is incredibly lightweight, yet has an unusually strong resistance to slaughter and overwhelming resistance to flames and cold air, even to witchcraft, including semi-productive sorcery. I can also luxuriously use this for grips.

Although it is a very good material, it also requires quite a bit of technology to process it as Cyril put it. There won't be much I can use.

Cyril and stare at each other, synchronizing each other's breathing.

The whole process is carried out simultaneously by the two of us. To do this, it is necessary to fit the target while deploying multiple ultra-high difficulty sorceries with errors within a few seconds of the comma.

If Cyril wasn't his opponent, I wouldn't even have thought of trying.

So much reckless work.

But there is no anxiety. Here is Cyril, the best sorcerer in the world, and me, the best sorcerer in the world.

There's me and Cyril, and there's some impossible sorcery.

Synchronize to the heartbeat as well as breathe with Cyril. At the same time, he begins to creep up the surgical ceremony.

Together, a beautiful technique was spinned, which can also be called a magic reach.

"" Let's get started ""

I released the exact same line at the same time.

The procedure unfolds one after the other.

The metals melt, they are forged, they overlap, they mix, they embrace several more changes, they become stronger, they become one.

Sorcery is engraved that does not use a sorcery ceremony by ancient sorcery against the finished alloy.

Enchant, a magic grant to existence itself.

When I finish it, I process it with alchemy and change its shape.

While reshaping, he now engraves the magic ceremony and applies the Enchant, a magic grant by modern magic that makes sense to the form.

The alloy changes shape one second after another and approaches the final system.

Of course, it's not just magic. Me and Cyril's arm are carrying out physical machining in parallel with magical machining.

The ultimate in witchcraft and blacksmith technology spreads in front of you.

Shit, it's getting fun.

I can't get this far on my own. I am being pulled by the best magician in the world in front of me.

Cyril paces. I'm not supposed to be able to keep up, but my own skill is going up and I can pull it up to the stage where I can.

The view changes. I've never seen a view like this before.

Undoubtedly, I have now moved on to the next stage as a magician.

Hot. My body is hot everywhere.

I feel great.

Forget the time, blink, breathe, just punch in to build a weapon.

Countless parts complete in front of you, assemble them.

My head turns bright white when I get high.

Magic, energy, concentration, strength and mental strength are all going to be empty.

But just a little more, just a little more.

The parts are complete. All you have to do is creep up.

Processed alloys and demonic materials with lower treatment. Those are the weapons that were created just for me.

A teasing spear with various mechanisms based on the spear that I specialize in most.

Machine demon spear vajra.

Huge two-handed spear. Different mechanisms unique to machine spears in dark silver give them a sense of intimidation.

A spear in the divine domain that is not ashamed of the name of God's thunderbolt.

"Yes, this is my new weapon."

End of whole process.

I can't stand, I sit on the spot. And put it in. A pitiful noise leaks with Hiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Drops and raw warm things were flowing over my mouth. It's blood. My nose is bleeding.

Her throat is also blurred from the tease.

Both hands and legs tremble, and the brain that rotates to the point of burning, including protesting against the extreme agony, disturbs thoughts and generates unpleasant headaches.

The bleeding stopped thanks to the protection, but the protection does not work for this kind of fatigue. We need to heal ourselves.

It's terrible. I'm dying just because I struck a sword. I'm suspicious that I could even beat my goblin opponent right now.

"Sauge, well done. Admittedly, I make spears. Beyond me in that respect. I can't make anything like this."

Cyril smiles.

That high elf can afford it even though I'm dying like this. Horrible.

Anyway, Cyril had more work to do this time. Cyril matches the process I drew on my head. They're tearing it apart without more speed and precision than I do.

Cyril pulled me off the way in that situation.

Oh, that's regrettable. I don't feel like winning at all.

Breathe tight. Squeeze the magic out of your soul. Concentrate and heal your body.

I can't sleep yet.

All right, I've managed to talk to you.

"Come on, Mr. Cyril. Shall we go for another bottle? Kuna's weapon is next."

It's not just my weapon. Build Kuna's weapon.

"Stop it. You're gonna die? That's about all you'll know. You have now used your power beyond your limits. My body and my soul are screaming."

I know.

I went beyond my limits to the next stage. It's still early for me there.

But if not now, there is a reason not to.

"I'm going to grasp the feeling of wielding power beyond my limits. Now, if we don't step into that realm again here, we won't get into it again. I can't break my shell until now."

Now, if I fall asleep, I can't make this feeling.

I'm a finished magician. That is not the chance for the sorcerer to move on. So we need to put our lives at risk.

I swore to Kuna and Anne. When you become the most powerful magician in the world. To do that, we move on here.

"Pfft, hahaha. Wow. I didn't know you were a witchcraft idiot so far. Fine, I got your readiness. I can't help it. I didn't expect you to use it here."

Cyril throws me a vial.

There is blue liquid.

"This?

"Elixir. It's a legendary spirit medicine. Drink this and you'll get your magic, your strength, your strength back, and your wounds will heal."

"Is there such a convenient medicine?"

In this world, if you are wounded, protection will heal you.

But I've never heard of magic, qi, or medicine that returns health.

"Sort of. I haven't had a chance to use it that far because I have protection, but it's one of my trump cards. It's the only medicine I can make that's a high elf. It takes a year to make one. To use it with all my heart."

Hi Elf...... I mean, only Cyril can make it. A spirit medicine that takes a year.

Its value is immeasurable. No matter how much money you load, you won't get it. If I were to impose a price, it would be worth about two castles.

"Is that okay? Such a precious thing."

"You wouldn't listen if I told you to stop. I want to see where you're going. It's been such an exciting time. Actually, I'm excited too. First of all, I don't want my pretty daughter to be a widow."

"Sweet for your words"

Drink up Elixir.

Your body is full of strength.

I suspected it on the inside but this is real. Your health will be in perfect condition.

Deep breaths. Breathe. I got a headache. I can do this.

"So, Mr. Cyril, shall we go another round?"

"Right. He asks Lucier and Ku to prepare the evening meal. Let's get it done by then."

Again, me and Cyril sync.

Come on, let's go. At the end of the limit you have just reached, make it feel like you're following me again.

I'll be right ahead of you.

Into extreme concentration, and... we started working out the Kuna sword.

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And finally it's done.

There's a scarlet sword in my hand with two daggers.

He collapsed, falling apart.

No more. I can't move a single finger.

Night meal, you did a bad thing even though you're having it cooked. I can never eat.

But it served its purpose exactly.

This sword surpasses the [red sky] to which Kuna was given. Let Kuna decide on your name.

And I grabbed it. I'm free to enter that realm now.

"Sauge, you're amazing."

Cyril's voice is far away. Consciousness goes away.

"That's just what Kuna chose"

I have to get back to you.

"Oh, can't you hear me? Exactly. I wonder if I can give Elixir any more. You should sleep honestly."

Let me do that. It's even troublesome to have your eyes open already.

"... I guess I'll be safe after I'm gone. I'll leave it to you. Sauge, I'm sorry I got you involved. And thank you. My daughter, please."

I close my eyes.

Closing her lid, Kuna's smile came to her back of her brain. I'm sure if you give me this sword, you'll make me smile nicer than the smile behind my brain.

That's what I'm looking forward to.

I fall asleep with my sword. Quick, I want to see Kuna.