Magicraft Meister Part 1

My mother passed away.

She left me her words.

.

That was her last will and testament.

Then I, her daughter, must do it.

Being the best means that I will never lose to anyone.

And to be the best means to be the best means <>. I conclude.

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My first thought is that <> is too many. Then what do we do? We can reduce them.

For starters, we got rid of the Magecraftsman, whom your mother had shunned.

He was a man whose life was going to end in a few years if we left him alone, but we thought it was important to break the not-so-shallow connection between him and your mother.

The next step was to destroy the automata that the man had created.

It was the most straightforward way to prove that we could not lose.

They were too weak. If you twist your arm just a little, you can easily break it off. So we took off their limbs, and we took off their necks.

As I continued, the owner of the automata became alarmed and increased his guards, but that would not stop me.

I am the .

A little use of the power your mother has given me is enough to make the guards all become cowards.

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Especially, subliminal induction is a slavery magic that makes my commands seem as if they are done by my own will. As a queen, it is natural for me to have slaves, isn't it?

In this way, I have eliminated all the target automata.

However, I laugh at the fact that no one noticed that I used subliminal induction, and only hypnosis and suggestion (seduce) were alerted.

I was not the only one to be wary of hypnosis and suggestion.

Then I kept thinking about what I should do as a queen, but I could not come to a conclusion.

At that time, the war against demons, or the war of magic in this era, started.

To my surprise, the template left by Adriana Barbora Zetsi was rediscovered, and automata and golems based on it were mass-produced.

I remember your mother who had a grudge against Adriana. So, I decided to show the world how good I am by getting rid of them.

Many golems are deployed on the battlefield. It was fun to destroy them with a single swing of the sword.

The adamantite shortsword your mother gave me. It could cut through even a steel golem with a shield.

The humans looked on in amazement. They must have realized that I am stronger than the golems.

The demons also took note of me. They must have realized that it was the golem that I was after, for it no longer stood in my way on the battlefield.

Until then, I had been able to cut down any demons that got in my way with a single sword.

. That was the name the soldiers gave me. I am a queen, not a princess. I'm sure they'll call me queen again when they see how strong I am.

I failed.

I failed.

I have just learned that individual strength and collective strength are two different things.

More than 100 battle golems and more than 200 mages. It was indeed too much for me to handle.

I lost my left hand and retreated in agony.

That's right. A retreat. It's not a retreat. A queen is never defeated.

Individually, I am the strongest. But the strength of the group is something else.

Then, I should create the strongest group and reign at the top of it.

Until then, I decided to rest a little. The loss of my left arm was a great blow to me.

Now that your mother is gone, is there anyone in the world who can fix me?

It is hard to imagine that there is anyone in this day and age. After all, I went around erasing them.

Then there is only one thing to do. We wait.

An abandoned fort near a large lake. There are still some usable materials and magic tools here.

I set up some tricks, blocked the entrance and went to sleep there.

Until someone who has been watching me comes to wake me up.

Then I would pretend to be his servant and rule him.

Then I would organize and turn man against man.

With these thoughts in mind, I shut down the furnace.

I woke up.

I woke up.

The slightest contact of magic power reactivated my furnace.

"Did you ...... wake me up?"

It was the boy who woke me. Dreamy blue eyes. I know those eyes.

The sergeant of a noble family who once wooed me when I was with your mother. I am aware of how I look to human men.

I sense a great deal of latent magic in the boy in front of me. So I decide to take advantage of him.

I stand up. My body is beginning to feel a little sick. Let's use this boy to fix it.

"Thank you. "Thank you. Can you give me a name, if you like?"

I'll say this and he'll believe me. Naming an automaton or a golem is a sign of mastery.

"Elena."

the boy called me. I smile and serve him.

Yes, my name is Elena. I'll be very happy to meet you, my lord."

The rest was easy.

Step by step subconscious induction. And the boy became my slave.

I, the queen, am the slave and the slave is the queen.

I, the queen, do not abuse my slaves senselessly.

I gave the boy all the knowledge I knew and taught him about the magical tools I had found in the place where I had slept.

The boy was touched and inspired by the technology of the past, and he had an ambition to recreate the ancient lands.

Conveniently, in the country where the boy was, there was a group called the Unifilers.

This is an outlandish group that pursues the ideal of the Kingdom of Dinar, which seems to have united the continent after the Great Magic War, as the supreme country.

But in this sense, it was very convenient for me.

Using <>,<>,<>, the boy ...... named <> joined the Unification Party (Unifiler), and little by little he became a member of the Unification Party (Unifiler). I am not sure if it looks unnatural or not, but I am not sure.

It may look unnatural. All the executives will be my slaves anyway.

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After more than 10 years, Jules had become one of the leaders of the Unification Party (Unifiler).

One day, he brought with him a magecraftsman who was reputed to be one of the best of his time.

"Hello, my name is Elena. Are you the one who can fix my arm?

She said this with her mouth, but I could tell from the first glance that the man was not even close to your mother's skill.

But since there was no one else who could do the job, we decided to compromise. To be honest, I was not satisfied with his ability.

After another 10 years of thorough training, this magecraftsman named Donald has managed to become useful.

All but my broken left arm had been repaired and I had regained my original motion.

The only thing left was the left arm.

Since I was short of materials, I decided to destroy the blue-haired automata that had been created during the Great Magic War, and let him use the materials from it.

The blue-haired automata were made based on Adriana's template, so they are made of better quality materials than other automata and golems.

And I have been educating Donald for 20 years. It has been 37 years since I woke up, and I have finally been able to get my body back.

I am not the enemy of my body now.

I have no enemies now that I have my body back.

Jules has finally reached the top of the Unifiler.

At the same time, the Unifiler's ambition has changed from recreating the Kingdom of Dinar after the Magic War to the unification of the continent.

They taught Donald the super-technology of the past and had him develop numerous golems, weapons, and arms using this technology.

This has allowed the Unification Party (Unifiler) to quickly expand and now has more than 5,000 members, making it a major force in the world.

Then, I ordered the Unification Party (Unifiler) to unify the continent.

Since the party was originally called the Party, the members accepted it without any sense of uneasiness, and we are now moving toward the unification of the continent.

<<> etc, etc,etc,etc .......

It is unlikely that anyone in this world can compete with the super-technology of the past.

Still, we must not let our guard down.

I have heard that a magecraftsman from the Shoro Empire named Reinhardt is quite excellent, so I have decided to meet him once.

If he is useful, I will take him as a slave, if not, I will just delete him.

I will reign as the queen of this continent, and I will not let anyone interfere with that.