A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad (Novel) - Chapter 54
Chapter 54
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Translated by Sylph
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Inside the armory hall.
With his brow deeply furrowed, Veil said to Olek,
“So. According to Valentis Luminen’s testimony.”
“……”
“Inside the subspace, you come face to face with your greatest fear or mental weakness?”
“That is correct.”
Veil’s brow creased even more deeply.
The other members were equally troubled inside.
“This is bad. Whether Astie can escape……”
At Nordix’s muttering, Basto, who had been pacing in place, came to a halt.
Then, as if he could not bear it anymore, he slammed a nearby display stand with a bang.
“If Krazar’s core was such a dangerous object, shouldn’t you have said so in advance?”
The startled blacksmiths looked up at him timidly.
“Then our little commander never would have had to touch it! And never would have been sucked into that subspace or whatever it is!”
Instead of answering, Olek sighed.
Of course, if he had known Krazar’s core would crack, he would have prepared beforehand.
What he had been trying to do was drive Agabert out of the armory hall, not harm their commander.
“‘But I didn’t know either.'”
That Krazar’s core would crack so easily.
More precisely, it was right to say that only now had he learned such a possibility could even happen.
Because Krazar’s core was absolutely not the sort of object that would break so easily.
“‘This ominous thing must be destroyed!'”
35 years ago.
There was something young Olek remembered besides Krazar’s form.
For example, the argument between Velugon and the elder blacksmiths in front of the furnace over the core right after the magic stone was conquered.
“‘Even if there are many devices that can be made by using the core, so what! What are we supposed to do with the essence of a creature that devoured 200 people?'”
“‘Then what can we do? The high-ups want it! The archbishop himself even sent a letter saying he was curious what sort of armament Krazar’s core would be reborn into!'”
“‘Even if it were not an archbishop but a cardinal asking, I still wouldn’t do it. No matter how powerful the essence of a monster is, shouldn’t we at least operate it with some sense of circumstance? What in the world are we supposed to do with the core of a creature like Krazar, so chillingly……!'”
At that time, Velugon clashed fiercely with the elder blacksmiths over one matter.
Whether the donated Krazar core should be reborn into armament, or not.
The position of the elder blacksmiths of that age was unanimous.
“‘Just pretend you can’t win and go along with it. Do you think we don’t know the creature’s essence is unsettling? It’s just that if we make ourselves look good to the higher-ups, maybe there’ll be some benefit for our district……'”
“‘Why is everyone making such a fuss over this little thing!'”
And that day, all of Weapons District was thrown into upheaval.
Because Velugon, who had already had quite a temper even then, threw Krazar’s core into the boiling central furnace section before anyone could stop him.
Even now, thinking back on it made Olek’s head throb, and he shook it from side to side.
“‘Back then it really was chaos.'”
The imperial family sent letters hounding them to explain what had happened, and from the religious order a bishop came demanding answers……
But what could anyone do about the core, which had already vanished into the boiling molten metal?
The religious order’s plan to rebirth Krazar’s core into armament seemed as though it would dissolve into nothing that way.
Until the day they emptied the furnace to repair the broken tapping hole.
“‘We’ve drained all the molten metal! We’ll inspect the tapping hole!'”
“‘Wait a moment. What is that?'”
“‘M-M-Master, I think you should see this!'”
Every last blacksmith cried out in alarm when they saw the thing stuck in the tapping hole they had thought merely broken.
There hung the very core Velugon had thrown in years before.
Completely unscathed, boasting a shining red surface.
“‘So.'”
A sigh mixed with lament escaped Olek’s mouth.
“Even I did not know Krazar’s core would crack so easily.”
He looked at Basto with troubled eyes.
“I’m telling you, it was an object that wouldn’t get even a scratch no matter what we did!”
Olek truly felt wronged.
“We said it was the essence of a monster that devoured 200 living people, that it was chilling. The current Factory Manager actually threw that into the furnace. I remember it very clearly, because I was only an apprentice blacksmith then.”
Raul and Enzo, who had been staring at the ground with gloomy faces the whole time, lifted their heads.
Olek kept speaking.
“And yet that core stayed intact for years inside red-hot molten metal! To the point that all of Weapons District turned upside down when we found it later!”
As if they remembered too, the other blacksmiths nodded.
“Back then the Factory Manager even brought a hammer and started smashing at the essence.”
Saying it was ominous and horrifying.
But Krazar’s core did not budge.
No matter how much they hammered it, or tried to melt it in molten metal.
Even after putting it into a specially processed crushing device and grinding it for three days and nights, it stayed intact.
In the end, looking at the still-glowing core, Velugon, newly become Factory Manager, made a decision.
“‘Damnable thing, like a cursed magic stone. I’ll make that armament myself, then.'”
That if it was a Krazar core that would not disappear no matter what they did, then he would at least make something out of it.
Hearing Velugon’s decision, the religious order and the imperial family brightened at once.
And they seemed to wait eagerly for the day Krazar’s core would be reborn in Velugon’s hands, but,
“‘It’s an unsettling thing, so even if it’s completed, I won’t hand it over anywhere. We’ll just display it in the armory hall or something.'”
Velugon declared that the completed ‘Heart of Krazar’ would be managed in the armory hall.
Naturally, the religious order and the imperial family did not welcome this decision of Velugon’s.
But because they knew his temperament well, they ultimately agreed with it.
They looked afraid he might smash the painstakingly completed armor to pieces.
“……And so the Heart of Krazar had ended up stuck in the armory hall all this time, but.”
Olek looked at Basto again.
“What I truly find absurd is, do you think that armament merely stood quietly there all this time?”
The armory hall was a place where, when busy, dozens of customers and blacksmiths came and went in a single day.
And when newly forged weapons were displayed, huge carts went in and out dozens of times.
“How many dozens of times do you think the Heart of Krazar tilted over and fell! And yet! Not once had it ever broken apart like that!”
Olek pointed at the wreckage of the armor still lying scattered across the floor.
The wreckage that had fallen apart as if it had been waiting to, the moment the Necromancer King touched it.
“I still can’t believe it. Is it possible the Necromancer King triggered destruction magic in that brief instant? Isn’t that why the Heart of Krazar broke apart!”
Olek felt as though he would die from frustration.
“Even if I concede a hundred times that the metal broke, fine! No, the core that had been intact even after sitting for years in a furnace, why in the world would that crack!”
The stone that cracked the moment it touched the Necromancer King’s hand as if it had been waiting for that very instant.
Even the mist that spewed out from within it, none of it was believable.
“God, what a headache……”
Olek sprawled down with limp legs and clutched his head in both hands.
“And it isn’t just you people who are in trouble now. Our elder, no, our Factory Manager was sucked into the subspace too!”
And as Olek said, Astie was not the only person who had vanished into the subspace.
“The Necromancer King is an archmage, isn’t she! A rising powerhouse among powerhouses! Who knows? He might endure the confusion and escape the subspace like Valentis Luminen did! But, but……!”
Olek shot Basto a resentful look.
“What about our Factory Manager? As for our elder, you might as well consider him a corpse already!”