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I proved my faithfulness to Mateos and returned to the carriage.
As I leaned back and relaxed, Sir Tentia asked with a slightly puzzled look.
“Your Majesty. But is it okay for you to be so relaxed?”
"huh?"
“That sounds nice. It takes almost a month to get to the shark homeland, Cetusion, the city of Duke Cariosa, even by Wyvern. Isn’t it a land farther than Marcus’ Instrumentum?”
I flirted slightly.
“But you wouldn’t want to fly in this cold wind, would you?”
Tentia Kyung made a bug-eyed expression.
“Then buy a magic tool to maintain body temperature. No. In the first place, does it make sense that someone who burns and eats foreign objects would feel cold?”
“That too.”
“Then what the heck-.”
“There’s no point in going and attacking the pirates now.”
I hummed with laughter, and Lord Tentia looked puzzled.
“Isn’t it something that needs to be done at any time?”
I shook my head slightly.
“Isn’t spring the time when farmers are the hungriest?”
Lord Tentia was from a rural estate, and of course he had an expression on his face that seemed to know very well.
“Yes.”
“Pirates are the same. They are hungriest in the spring. That’s why they come in droves to plunder even more.”
“That… I didn’t know.”
“Even if we reduce their numbers by suppressing them now, it’s not like they won’t come in the spring. But what if we reduce their numbers now? Since there are fewer mouths to feed, they’ll eat well in the spring and come back more energetic.”
"ah."
“If we suffer from food shortages, there will be internal strife, and even if we defeat them once or twice, it can be fatal.”
They didn't really say that they were just pirates, but a kind of pioneering force.
I didn't even bother to mention that by now the island was full of commoners from the Eastern Continent who had followed the privateer captains and dreamed of a new life.
“So, it would be enough if we could just get there before the weather gets warmer and the barley harvest starts.”
Perhaps because it was a story about war, even Sir Tentia seemed to find it quite interesting.
“I see. I didn’t know that.”
“So don’t say anything to me even if I’m a little lazy. I’ve been having a headache for no reason lately-.”
As I was about to groan, Lord Tentia cut me off as if to tell me not to joke around.
“So where are you going now?”
I answered with a grin.
“Steel Street.”
“If you need weapons, you may bring the Knights Templar equipment.”
“I have a good sword. For now, I’m satisfied with the black one.”
Sir Tentia raised her eyebrows.
“Then why do you go to the blacksmiths?”
I spoke in a tone that suggested I was starting a surprise birthday party.
“I’m going to give you another sword!”
Sir Tentia was as silent as a mouse.
“… … .”
Isn't this it?
I laughed awkwardly.
“Blood, was it not necessary? I was going to make you a one-handed sword with the keel bone I received from Signine.”
chuck!
Sir Tentia knelt in the carriage.
"majesty!"
His bloodshot eyes were burning with joy and excitement.
“Hey, Tentia! I’m at a loss as to how I can repay Your Majesty’s kindness!”
“Is that so good?”
She cried out in a voice burning with a thousand desires.
“Of all the things a Black Dragon Knight can receive, this is something more precious than a fief.”
If it was a joke, it was a voice that made me feel like I was being thrown out of the carriage.
Luckily I had a real keel on the back of the carriage.
* * *
If you go further up from the Learning Street, you will reach the Magic Street, and if you go further up from the Magic Street towards the north gate, you will reach the Steel Street.
This is the street of blacksmiths who make weapons for adventurers, mercenaries, private soldiers, imperial soldiers, and knights.
The platinum armor of Lord Tentia was also made here and then completed by engraving magical circuits at the Imperial Magic Workshop.
The blacksmith guild here has very strong power, and many of the dwarf half-blood artisans working here have been given titles, and they are talented people that even the nobles from the provinces cannot treat lightly.
I went to the swordsmith and gave him a keel longer than my leg.
“This is Platinum Knight Tentia Kyungil. Please make a one-handed sword that fits her.”
The middle-aged craftsman was so surprised by the luster flowing through the black bones that his beak turned upward.
“… … I never thought I would live to see the keel grow to this size.”
“Does the one on the market come in powder form?”
“Yes. The great lords who found the bones of dead dragons sell them for a small amount. This is truly amazing. I will do my best in the name of the dwarven blacksmith, Dorr.”
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He guided us into the store and offered us some clear tea.
“I’m sorry to serve only this to you, your distinguished guests.”
“No. It’s subtle and nice.”
He headed to the storage room behind the store and returned with large and small ingots of metal before the tea had even cooled.
“My heart is pounding because I am handling such a precious object. Let me explain how to make it.”
Sir Tentia's eyes sparkled.
“It looks like you’re not making a sword by carving a keel?”
Dorur made an expression as if he would have slapped his opponent if he hadn't been a knight.
“… … As I said before, most of the keels are distributed in powder form. Some are even included in the ceremonial swords of your order.”
“I didn’t know.”
“The keel contains a lot of metal, so it is shiny, very light, and strong. However, no matter how strong it is, it is still the bone of a dead creature. It is bound to be weaker than a magic sword made of silver iron and engraved with various strengthening spells.”
Sir Tentia looked puzzled.
“Then why is the Yonggol Sword so good?”
“It’s not always good. It’s only good for sword experts who can store mana in their weapons. This is because its mana receptivity is far superior to silver.”
Silver was the material used to draw all magical circuits.
“Are you saying that you can draw out the black energy well?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
The craftsman smiled with satisfaction.
“Whether it’s a magic sword or something else, it will just break apart in front of the Mana Blade. When two Mana Blades collide, the strength of the knight becomes more important than the sword’s performance. That’s when the dragon bone shines.”
Only then did Sir Tentia smile as if she understood.
He seemed a little embarrassed.
“Then I guess I shouldn’t use this black mana blade when fighting by just clashing swords together.”
“Yes. That would be like trying to break the opponent’s head with a magic staff instead of a hammer. Of course, you can break it, but if the staff cracks, it would be a huge loss.”
The craftsman began a difficult explanation.
“I will mix copper, iridium, titanium, chrome, and silver. Copper, iridium, and titanium will be used for the stability of the material, and chrome and silver will be used for the stability of the mana blade.”
This was a story I didn't know much about, and it seemed like Lord Tentia didn't understand even half of what he had just heard.
But the very excited craftsman continued talking endlessly.
* * *
“Improves the speed and stability of firing Mana Blades by over 35%… … .”
“Even if the Mana Blade breaks, the damage to the Mana Rod in the body is minimized… … .”
“It was made in the shape of an elongated dagger so that it can be pulled out immediately, and a groove was made in the center for transmission efficiency… … .”
Sir Tentia lowered her voice and spoke.
“Anyway, I’m glad that you’ll do well.”
I nodded.
“That’s right. Sir. Originally, production should be left to someone who is sincere about the material.”
Only when the kettle was almost empty did the craftsman stop talking.
“I’ll take your measurements and come back in a month.”
“A month?”
That was too long.
“Give me a week.”
"yes?"
Dorur made an expression on his face like he would have slapped me if I hadn't been the Archduke.
“That kind of… … with such a small amount of time, you can only get small results.”
He seemed quite embarrassed.
It wasn't my job.
“No. As the best craftsman in the empire, you could create a sword that would go down in history in just an hour.”
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty! The sword I have to make now is this much… …!”
Dorur protested, shaking the reservation list.
I cut him off firmly.
“You will go down in history as the craftsman who created the sword of the ‘Red Knight’ Sir Tentia, so please take good care of me.”
"no……."
“I’ll ask you to look at the results and give me your sword. If anyone complains about the delay in their turn, just say my name.”
In Dorr's workshop, wailing flowed out all week long.
“Here it is, Your Majesty.”
He greeted us with his once plump cheeks now hollow.
Sir Tentia pulled out the sword from its white leather sheath with shining eyes.
“It’s beautiful.”
The keel's unique black luster mixed with the metallic luster created a very savage and alluring appearance.
It seemed as if the waves reflected in the sunset were flowing away.
It seemed a little short, but it was the perfect size for quickly pulling it out and swinging the Mana Blade.
“What should I name you?”
Tentia Kyung looked up at the sky for a moment, thought about it, and then answered.
“This longsword is called ‘Hwahan (火寒)’, and this one-handed sword… … I will call it ‘Manha (晩霞)’.”
“Is that the Sword of Sunset? Nice.”
She was carrying two swords and smiling sadly.
“Even if the sun sets on me, I will serve you, Your Majesty.”
I looked that laughter straight in the eye.
“Please do so, sir.”
Finally, he paid Dorur with gold coins and large gems.
“I didn’t know you could really make it in a week.”
"yes?"
He said with a haggard face that it was funny.
“No. Of course I knew you couldn’t do it, so I asked for a week. If you hadn’t come today and everything was done, I could have given you three to a week more. You’re really amazing. I’ll admit it. Next time, please ask for my sword too.”
Doruru's face turned red and then white repeatedly.
I left the workshop laughing, and the craftsman's screams echoed far away behind the carriage.
* * *
Even though it was late winter, it was a bit late, early spring.
As the sprouts that had emerged early above the ground froze again during the night, Sir Tentia and I left the capital riding the wyverns we had each been given at Wyvernpit.
“Brother. Have a nice trip.”
“Valen, don’t get hurt.”
The destination is 'Ketusion', the home of sharks.
The Great White Shark of the East, the headquarters of the Asenorta family.
"let's go!"
“Your Majesty! I will win today!”
“Are you trying to deal with me by flying?”
It was over a month's journey to Kethusion by Wyvern, but I, too, was one of those who were fascinated by flying on the Tentia Line.
Until now, I hadn't been able to fly comfortably because of the other knights, Sereraji, and Mateos, but today I was completely free.
“Ahahahaha!”
“Hahahaha!”
A vertical fall where the body floats in the air.
“Can you follow me?”
“If you get scared, you’ll die!”
A sharp rise towards the sun.
“Let’s go!”
"ha!"
A one-legged spin that turns the wyvern 180 degrees on the spot.
“The key is to not fall back as much as possible.”
“You have to stay still.”
A whirlwind flight that accelerates while folding its wings.
“This is the taste I want to ride a wyvern for!”
“Me too.”
Spinning flight: A spinning flight that accelerates further by adding a spin to the spinning flight.
“Did you pack your bags properly?”
“Yes! Your Majesty, have you tied it up well?”
“That’s right! Then, let’s go!”
A side shot that tilts the wyvern's body and fires arrows or magic towards the ground.
“Let’s eat buffalo meat for dinner tonight.”
“Your Majesty. That doesn’t look like a buffalo, but a cow that was in the pasture.”
“… … I guess I should ask.”
A forward flight diagonally toward the target to perform a flanking attack.
A fast-moving gale-force gale at heights that take your breath away.
“I’m really out of breath.”
“Don’t overdo it. This is a flight method that should only be used when escaping or making a surprise attack.”
From hiding in the clouds to spinning around in the air and catching the opponent from behind.
Sir Tentia and I have been honing and re-honing the skills that are the essence of wyvern combat.
After such a delightful day in the sky, the desolate night of the earth came.
“Raise your hands and give me everything you have!”
“Do you know who my brother is?”
“Haha. They both look so cute together. I’ll sell them to old men who are crazy about male pros**tutes.”