Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

Tria history April 23, 2026.

Ray was in the Craftsman's Office, the deepest part of the blacksmith's guild's general headquarters.

There is just Luna beside her, and Ashley and the others are in the assembly room to talk to the blacksmiths about the maintenance of their weapons.

In addition to the master of the room, Ulrich Drexler, there were two of his allies, Gaelnote Graver and Oigen Hauser.

Gaelnotes and others were present to get tips on uncovering Ray's weapons, "White Horn (Album Corne)" and “The Clothes of Snow (Nixwestis)" secrets.

The three of them have already sat on the couch for reception, tilting a jock filled with brown ale.

Further, a small barrel was placed next to the couch, and knobs such as sausages and spare ribs were provided on the low table.

Ulrich recommends to Ray, who has his eyes open, "You can drink if you want," he said. But soon he gets a serious look and turns his face to Luna.

"I could have been alone, but I thought Gaelnote and Oigen should have."

"I don't mind. Because both Mr. Gaelnote and Mr. Oygen are like family members."

When Luna answers with a grin, Gaelnote and Oigen also say "not quite right" and break up their rapport.

"Well, why don't you talk to me soon," Ulrich urged.

"Then let me talk to you from me. I know there are a lot of incredible things to do, but listen to me till the end. Let me start by talking about me…"

Luna started talking with a serious look on her face.

"I am not from this world..."

Three dwarves in that word open their eyes with a jock in the universe that they tried to carry to their mouths. But I never pinched my mouth.

She talked about being a reincarnator, being called the "Son of the Moon" as a use of the Dark God (Noctis), and being special to the Demons.

"... I am responsible for the battle of Pericritle. The Demons crossed Aquila to take me to the east, the" Son of the Moon "..."

Ulrich and the others mocked the jock once and for all after a slight glance at the words. But Luna keeps talking without worrying about it.

"To the east of Aquila is the kingdom of the demons known as Sochius. Ray didn't care about the danger and came to help me...... he explained that he was home to me. I mean, he's not from this world either. And both I and he were called by the gods to protect this world..."

The master craftsman's office had nothing to do with the hustle and bustle around her, and all she could hear outside of her voice was the occasional sound of Ulrich and the others drinking beer.

"… this world is about to be destroyed by the ungodly God of Nothingness (Vanitas), the Evil God. The demonic invasion was part of an attempt to abduct me and summon Vanitas to this world. Fortunately, this time he helped, but the Evil God threat has not yet left...... I have received a revelation. That means head to the Temple of Beginnings in Zirsole. I wasn't clearly instructed by God, but I somehow only know that if I don't go to that temple, there will be disaster in the world. So I'm off to Zirsole with my people. I don't know what's waiting for me there, but I have to go..."

And I started talking about him after I saw Ray.

"He came to this world a year ago. He's a friend from a long time ago, but what he looks like now is not what I know. It's just an imagination, but as far as his strange abilities and weapons are concerned, there is someone fighting Vanitas somewhere, and I'm wondering if he might be using the body of one of them. So I wondered if it would help us in the battle ahead if we knew where his weapons came from and where they came from."

So I finished the conversation, but no one opened their mouth, including Ray.

After about ten seconds of silence, Ulrich put down a jock that was empty and opened his mouth.

"I mean, bye. You are called to God from another world to fight Vanitas... and Ray is the same... because you don't know the Lord of Ray's body, so you want to find out."

"Yes, you're right."

"I just want to make sure of one thing. Does anyone at Lockhart know about you? If you don't know, you should tell them before Non."

Luna laughed nicely,

"You all know that. You adopted me after you found out about it."

"Well... good. If the Lockhart people accept you, they will accept that fact as well. But to be honest, there are too many things that I don't understand in Non's head..."

Gaelic notes and Oigen also nod at Ulrich's words.

"Thank you," Luna says. She bows her head big. Soon Ray will bow his head in the same way,

"Never mind."

Ulrich was back to his usual lavish tone. And the three fill the jock with ale again.

"I'll keep this in the chest of Nong et al. Good, Gaelnote, Oigen."

"Of course not," Gaelnote replied, and Oigen nodded loudly.

"Well, this isn't the end of the story," Ulrich said, Gaelnote starting the story on his behalf.

"I saw Ray's armor this morning, but I still didn't even know exactly what he was using. I just talked to Oigen, but I'm gonna put a hit on it."

"Non also looked at that spear without hesitation. That's more weight and strength than adamantite. I can only think of one such metal so far."

When Oigen says so, Ulrich prompts him to "conclude without sticking" and jocks.

"Perhaps the legendary magic metal, Orihalcon."

"Non has also come to that conclusion. That much weight and magical propriety. The biggest determinant was that the armor had eight attributes, all the magic formations."

"All eight attributes!," Ulrich exclaims.

"Bye. Non doubted his eyes, too, but no doubt. So I thought it wouldn't be weird if Non and the others were strange Orihalcon."

The three Dwarves are talking excitedly, but Ray didn't know what was awesome.

(If it has eight attributes, I don't feel so strange that it's all written. Well, maybe it's because I can use all the attributes...)

Luna next to him is circling her eyes, "Are you a protective equipment of all attributes......"

"Bye. This is unknown to the public, but by far the best of the seven attributes have been granted in armor. It wasn't made by them either."

Ulrich supplements Gaelnote's words.

"The King of the Undead attacked the village of Rasmore. That Vlad's pitch-black armor has seven attributes. I mean, every magic formation except the light was painted."

Seven years ago, in 318 Tria, a large group of more than 13,000 undead crossed the Aquila Mountains and attacked the village of Rasmore, Lockhart territory. It was Vlad Varonos, king of the undead, who was leading it.

Vlad was a first-degree equivalent demon, but a mysterious race that had never been confirmed before, and furthermore the weapons he held were made of a mysterious metal of pitch-black.

The sword had the effect of a mental attack, and Mithril's armor, which boasted tremendous defense against magical attacks, was utterly powerless. Armor is an excellent way to easily prevent Adamantite's sword, Ulrich's greatest masterpiece, but its weight is only about half that of regular iron.

A detailed examination of its armor revealed that it depicted a magical formation of seven attributes, although different from those of this world. However, the sword depicts something of a mysterious attribute that you can never understand, and although some researchers hypothesize about it, there is no clear answer.

Luna is surprised by the fact.

"So you're more amazing than the armor of the King of the Undead that those Lockhart people struggled with..."

"I'm not sure..." Ray whispers to her.

"I don't know how hard it is because I was just taught too, but even Mr. Ulrich, Mr. Gaelnote and Mr. Oygen here activate it at the same time up to three attributes. Of course, that's amazing. There are only a few people in the world."

So Ray finally realizes the anomaly of his armor.

(Talking about Luna, the three of us here are the best blacksmiths in the world. I mean, it's far more performance than what these people made... I'm also curious that it's comparable to what the mysterious undead used...)

Ulrich nods at Luna's explanation.

"Nong et al. are also challenging the four attributes, but they can be granted themselves, but when activated, they still yum well. That's how brilliantly it grants eight attributes. At least like that pitch-black weapon, it doesn't belong in the world they know about."

"Mr. Ulrich thinks Ray's weaponry came from another world."

Not only Ulrich nods at Luna's inquiry, but the other two as well.

"You have to call Raspade or Zach, who is familiar with the magic formation. I don't know exactly, but the magic formation depicted in that armor is also different from Vlad's. The only thing that can be said is that Ray's things are not of the same lineage as this world, but Vlad's things are based on a different logic."

"Is that another reason..." Ray said unexpectedly.

(Ray Arklight, the owner of my body, follows the same laws as this world, but the undead named Vlad doesn't. Maybe it's possible that Vlad is an invader from another world and Ray Arklight is from the future of this world where we are... somehow, I think it was in the setting of a novel I used to read...)

He explained the matter to four people.

"Vlad is the invader from another world... Ray's body is the future man... it's like SF..." Luna mutters.

"I don't know how difficult it is for Nong et al., but so far, I can't think of any clues to Ray's body owner..."

That's what Ulrich said, his eyes on Ray's long sword.

"Can you show me that long sword? Maybe he'll have a better clue."

"This sword seems to be about as good as it gets. It doesn't even have a name, and I heard it's made of regular steel. Speaking of which, I don't think you've ever had a Dwarf blacksmith look at you."

Give me the long sword while I say so.

Ulrich took it in silence. And pull the sword slurrily out of its sheath.

"Uhm. That's certainly not steel...... no, this isn't just steel! Look at this, Oigen, Gaelnote!

Ulrich pointed to the blade part of the sword with excitement.

"Sure, it's steel, but it's something you don't know. I can't imagine where it was made," Oigen stares at the silver blade.

Gaelic notes were similarly staring at the sword body (blade) to the point where the hole was empty.

"Same goes for Non. Slightly less quality than alus steel, but this color is mixed with something else. I don't know what it is..."

"Non wants to look into this. Excuse me, can you lend me this sword, too? I'll lend you a replacement sword."

Ray wonders why he cares so much by then, but he admitted, "I don't mind."

"If there's a Zach guy at a time like this, he'll know what this sword looks like."

Ulrich whines to himself as he roars.

The three Dwarves stared into Ray's long sword and the story was interrupted.

Luna laughs bitterly and cuts out the story.

"I have another favor to ask..."

Ulrich, who was obsessed with the sword, looks up.

"What? If there's anything we can do, don't hesitate."

"Thank you," he said, bowing his head.

"This is a continuation of an earlier story, we have to go to Jill Saul ahead. I would like information on the situation in the empire ahead. This is something you should ask the staff to do, but I thought you should tell Mr. Ulrich something."

"Mm-hmm. I don't mind. Ask around Jack and we'll have information about the Empire. I'll tell him to gather information later."

Did the name come to mind, or Oigen slaps Pong and his hand.

"Shouldn't we give notice to the branches of the Empire to assist the Lunas, Ulrich?

"That's not a good idea. If you're going to cross to Jilsall, Ezarrington and Plymouth will often be able to help," Gaelnote also agrees.

"Right. Instruct the Branch Managers to communicate only because they can't do so publicly."

Shortly after Luna and Ray sandwiched their mouths, instructions for support to the Lunas were to be given to every branch of the Empire.

Ray isn't too surprised because he doesn't realize the power of the blacksmith guild, but Luna panics "you don't have to do that".

(Is it that much of a rush? It's a union of blacksmiths, so I don't think it's going to be a problem...)

Ashley taught me that the blacksmith guild would have comparable powers to the country, but the impression of last night's banquet was too strong to wipe away the impression that it was still an organization for the mutual assistance of the craftsmen. What's more, the more secretly I thought it might be an organization supporting the banquet.

"I can't dictate a big deal. So don't worry."

Though they say so, Luna didn't have a feeling it was going to matter.

(Mr. Ulrich says so, but I'm sure it'll be important. I think that guy was always zero. He said when the guild is involved, the story gets too big...)

I searched for words with anxiety, but before I said anything, Ulrich said, "Well, that's not the end of the story. We're going to the assembly room," he said, getting up, so he couldn't say anything.