Limit Breaking Genius Mage Chapter 207

Episode 207 Change (2)

Linus was taught the craft by the dwarves.

It started when I was 10 years old.

He was frivolous because he had not learned manners, but he was extremely serious when it came to production.

Together with my teacher and other students, I have seen and handled all kinds of materials, and countless results have been created through my fingertips.

Rough hands covered in calluses.

It is a kind of pride that has been cultivated over a lifetime.

That's why I wasn't nervous at all.

Even if you ask for staff production, how much more can you ask for? It's the same even if you're a genius magician.

'At best, the noble level would be the best.'

It's nothing compared to the price of life.

What you need is technology.

There is no material damage whatsoever.

If you create a staff and cooperate with the successor, you can become free.

I wasn't particularly worried about being silenced.

If I recall correctly… …I once heard that Marquis Esperenza was the noble with the highest reputation in the kingdom.

Still, I guess I'll have to stay here for the time being. If I wander outside and get caught by the court wizard, it'll really be the end for me.

Well, anyway.

It's a simple debt repayment.

… … That’s what I thought until just now.

Crap.

The chair collapsed on the floor.

It was quite loud, but Linus paid no attention. His eyes were fixed on the two ingredients that Verden had taken out from the table.

A brilliance that will be engraved on the mind.

Linus' voice trembled slightly.

“Where on earth did you get this…….”

Breath of the elements.

A rainbow flame that encompasses all elements, including higher attributes.

Just encountering it makes my whole body feel numb – hot, cold, hard, heavy, tingling, etc.

And the magic crystal.

A special magic stone that forms naturally with a very small probability.

The translucent interior looks like the Milky Way rippling in the sea, and the self-luminous blue light creates an indescribable sense of oppression.

'It's not fake. It's genuine.'

I got goosebumps for a moment.

One alone would be astonishing, but both?

You can only count on one hand the number of places in the world where you can get your hands on these materials.

Linus suddenly looked up.

“……Did you come from the magic tower?”

It's a rooftop.

'That feels good.'

Verden answered.

“Is this a necessary question?”

“That’s not true. Even if I told you, it would just be a lie. It’s not like I can investigate you or anything… But even so, there are only a few places where you can get your hands on the Breath of the Elements and the Magic Crystal.”

10 magic towers.

Among them, the high-ranking magic towers that can be counted on four fingers, and the great nations that reign as the hegemons of the continent are the candidates.

“I don’t know where you came from. But one thing is for sure: it’s definitely not something that belongs to an individual. If it were, it would have been taken away from you already.”

That's right.

Even if you are a Verden, you cannot obtain these two ingredients through normal means.

The world's standard is power.

If you get to the top of the tower, death is certain.

'But I am different.'

He took back what he had secured from the rooftop.

He destroyed the magic circle of the Magic Tower and moved across the continent through space travel. Even so, no one found out that the culprit was Verden.

A precious object whose source has disappeared.

No matter what anyone says, it is entirely Verden's.

“That’s a reasonable guess. But I don’t belong anywhere.”

“So you really got this all by yourself? Where did you get it from?”

“I don’t feel the need to answer.”

Verden flatly refused.

Linus nodded, rubbing his chin roughly.

“That’s true. So what kind of staff do you want to create with this?”

“First, I want to create an ‘Orb’.”

Orb.

A staff material that combines the breath of the elements and magic crystals. Only a very small number of craftsmen know this combination method.

Linus's eyes twitched.

“This is crazy……! I didn’t think you’d even know the recipe. Ha…… No matter how I look at this, it looks like it came from the Magic Tower.”

“Is it possible?”

“Well, I think it’s safe to say that I won’t fail at combining techniques. It’s a technique I was taught directly by my master.”

If you say master, are you talking about dwarves?

Linus expressed his confidence.

Even though he had no arm, it didn't feel pretentious at all.

“But if you prepared the orb, you probably prepared some other materials as well. If you have any, take them all out.”

I was thinking of doing that anyway.

Verden immediately listed the ingredients.

The trunk of the soul tree.

A set of advanced runes received from the Marquis.

And the staff I received from the Ark, even the Oculus.

“……What is this?”

Linus blinked as he realized its value and purpose.

* * *

“…….”

Linus looked at the ingredients in silence.

He bit into the trunk of the Soul Tree, glared at the rune set, fumbled with the oculus, and tapped his fingers.

A serious atmosphere prevailed.

As Verden waited calmly, Linus soon nodded, putting down the ingredients.

“Okay. I have a rough estimate. But let me tell you, it’s impossible to use all of these materials.”

“Why?”

“I lack the rune skills. To be honest, there’s probably no human who can engrave the high-level runes on the staff and the rune set here at the same time. This is clearly the domain of the dwarves. Put this back.”

Linus pointed to the rune set, asserting his assertion.

The rune set is a material that was not originally expected by Verden.

Of course, it's a shame that I can't use it, but I didn't intend to do it recklessly. Linus is the expert after all.

“Then is the rest possible?”

“There are some ingredients I’ve never seen before, but it’s definitely worth a try.”

Linus gave a simple road map.

Orb is the foundation of the staff.

The trunk of the Soul Tree is more durable than metal.

And in addition to its own repair function, it has higher magical power receptivity and conductivity than Mithril. It is perfect for enhancing the performance of the staff.

Finally, Oculus.

The high-level runes and shocks engraved on it will be extracted separately and then engraved again. The alloy frame mixed with some of the highest-level metals will be melted down and reused.

This is an explanation that only touches on the key points.

Verden understood easily without asking any questions.

Of course, these materials alone are not enough to make a staff.

Linus held up two fingers.

“There are two problems. One is that I need a frame that can withstand the power of the Orb. I plan to use an alloy, but it needs to contain at least 160% of the highest grade metal. Anything less than that and it won’t last long and will break. If I melt this staff… well, I’ll have to set aside at least 10%.”

“The other one?”

“The rest is, of course, the environment. Even if you have the materials, they’re useless if you don’t have a forge that can forge the highest-grade metals. I also need to prepare special equipment for my one-armed self.”

Linus scratched his head.

“Without these two, I can’t do anything. They are entirely the responsibility of the client. I think they’ll be quite difficult to procure.”

That's definitely true.

The highest grade metals are very expensive and difficult to obtain even if you have the money. The same goes for securing a blacksmith who can handle them.

but.

“I’ll be ready soon.”

"……soon?"

Linus tilted his head at the meaningful words.

Verden drank the water placed before him.

Honestly, I'm not sure what will happen.

But it feels good.

My intuition is whispering so.

'Top quality materials. A blacksmith worthy of them.'

If you are the highest ranking noble of a country, you would have it.

Here, if you are the Marquis of Esperance.

* * *

Two days later, in the office of the Marquis of Esperance.

Two people faced each other with ice-filled drinks in front of them. The Marquis, the owner of the mansion, was scanning the list of ingredients that Verden had given him.

“So, I’m thinking of creating a staff, and I’d like you to provide me with the forge and the materials listed here? As compensation for the laboratory?”

“Yes.”

Verden nodded.

The Marquis put the paper down on the table.

"no."

It was an outright rejection.

“I understand that your role was very important. Of course, I am willing to pay you a fair wage. However, what you asked for is clearly out of the acceptable range.”

Verden has all the equipment and materials he needs.

But its value is not something that can be compensated for. That is what the Marquis' refusal meant.

'Well, that's to be expected.'

I can understand it well.

Even if it was Verden himself, he wouldn't have accepted it.

As expected.

Still, the fact that you came here means that there is a way to persuade you.

Verden opened the space bag.

“Then how about this?”

widely.

An ancient coin was placed in front of him. It was the reward for the commission he had received in advance before Verden and the dark merchant Cland infiltrated the First Prince's castle.

The Marquis at the time said:

───If you need the power of a Marquis, show it to me. I will give it to you. Whether it be money or whatever.

“Does that power include what I asked for?”

“…….”

The Marquis looked at the coin.

Although his expression didn't change at all, he was quite embarrassed inside.

'I never thought I'd use this here.'

This was not the intended use.

Although Verden is an excellent wizard, he is still a commoner. He was given to him to use when something difficult happened and the Marquis needed his authority.

They're offering it to be used for staff production.

This was none other than to obtain the highest grade metal. This was not a matter that the Marquis could decide on alone, but one that required discussion with his vassals.

But you can't refuse. You can't ask for time to think.

Because he had already assured her that he would give her money or something. The Marquis was not a man who would take back what he said.

'There's nothing I can do.'

The Marquis picked up the coin.

“……I accept it. But it takes time. It won’t be easy to persuade the vassals.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Verden bowed his head.

As if he had expected her to accept, Marquis Esperanza let out a small sigh at her unusually irritating attitude today.

“Then let’s end the maintenance issue here. Next, I have one more thing to ‘ask’ of you.”

ask.

A commission without compensation.

I had an idea what it was.

“Are you talking about Karans’ treatment?”

“Yes. If possible, I would like to send you to the Great Forest, the home of the elves, but that is not possible. It is too far to bring you there, and I cannot send you alone. It seems quite unpleasant to be locked in a room.”

The Marquis moistened his throat with the drink.

“It’s quite a difficult situation for me. If that elf runs wild, it will cause a lot of damage in many ways. But it’s not like I can restrain him either… But when I asked Edmon, he said he considers you a brother.”

“Do you want me to be in control?”

“To be exact, I would like you to take on the role of ‘responsible person.’”

I thought about it for a moment.

I'm in charge of Carans.

If you think about it, only Verden could do that.

‘… … I guess I have to give in to this.’

Verden was greatly favored by the Marquis.

I was more than willing to grant this request. Maintaining a good relationship with the Marquis of Esperance is difficult to put a price tag on.

“Okay, but let me hear what Karans thinks first.”

“I’ll leave the elf stuff to you. Thank you for your favor.”

“No problem.”

Our business has ended.

As Verden left the office, the Marquis picked up an ancient coin.

Golden light reflected in his eyes.

“It was expensive.”

The Marquis's granary was robbed.

At least the elf was solved.

Soon the Marquis cleared his mind of distracting thoughts.

There is no time to think about what has already happened.

Tomorrow is the day to meet her.

You have to be prepared.

And also the determination of the heart.

* * *

The Kingdom of Esritia.

The sound of wheels rolling could be heard in the long, wide hallway.

A woman in a wheelchair.

Her platinum blonde hair, reflecting the sunlight coming in from outside, was dazzlingly bright. Her flawless appearance was the very symbol of nobility.

Even in the royal palace, he was an unusual existence.

Bam.

The wheel got stuck and the woman's body swayed.

Normally, one would have to kneel down and apologize. Women have the status to do so.

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

But the maid ignored him and walked forward.

When he felt that no one was paying attention, he would openly and roughly push the wheelchair. Every time he did that, he would laugh at the noble lady who was shaking.

An insult that cannot be expressed even if one is executed.

Yet the maid was not afraid at all.

Because she would not be able to hear, see, or feel anything anyway. The woman, who had long since lost her senses, was so helpless that even a lowly maid would ignore her.

Like a doll.

The Royal Tower.

A prison-like space where no one can access.

The maid pushed the woman into that place.

The wheelchair that had been pushed away rolled to a stop in the middle of the room. The maid felt a sense of elation at the fact that she was no different from an object.

Making fun of the royal family was an unstoppable pleasure.

“Then, rest comfortably.”

The maid turned around.

Kicking. The sound full of ridicule gradually grew distant.

Silence fell.

The woman's eyes, which had lost their light, slowly closed.

My mind is dizzy.

After passing through the darkness that was all around, light appeared.

A garden set in vast darkness.

This is a dream ruled by women.

There was a man in the center of the garden.

He knelt down on one knee as he looked at the woman.

“Marquis Ruben d'Esperensa meets with Princess Silis Rivenn of Estiria.”

Platinum eyes.

An emotionless gaze looked down at the Marquis.