295 295, Mithrill Board

Waiting for two weeks, I got a Mithrill knife and a chunk. Make it gold, three hundred and thirty!

Processing this into boards and guillotines. I could also have asked for processing, but they said it would cost more than five hundred gold coins to do that, so I decided to trust myself and try it on my own...

Oh, my God...

My flames that melt iron don't get through at all...

I thought it could be twice as hot as iron at best, and that didn't happen at all...

You're telling me it's six times tough, so the melting point's six times tough? Nine thousand degrees?

No way!? That can't be!

But we can't even divide it into two parts as it is.

When you're in trouble, it's your mother.

He doesn't know much about it, but he got a hint.

Apparently, a few craftsmen who process misrills accumulate their magic into something in a matter of days before going into work. They sometimes call wizards from outside. I mean, use a lot of magic?

I'll try to magic Mithril with a procedure that allows me to magic dirty silver. Of course, the collar is off.

The magic is through, but it doesn't look like it's accumulating. I mean, I can see that magic streets are good.

But if it stays like this, it's no different than drooling. Processing in this state?

Let's try.

Already the "Devil's Cut" has been put on the Mithrill Knife. Still, I could only scratch it earlier. Even though it's the same misrill...

But if you're in the current state of putting magic through cancer, a little blade goes through! Then I'll try to raise the temperature here!

It must be over 4,000 degrees if it feels like the magic you used. Yet there is no sign of melting at all. I don't care how much you say you control the direction of magic, it's getting hot. Will I need your mother's help again...

No, that's not now. Try some more. Increase the temperature with even more magic. Ask for help at least in half.

The temperature is also increased while "Golden Fucking" is also used.

Did you go about 4,500 degrees...

The knife then passes. Here we are, buttered. It does not melt out but softens to the extent of room temperature butter. Cut it in half like this...

Got it!

The cuffs of the shirt are burnt. You used to be safe with your hands...

At this rate, leave half to process the other half onto the board.

Then use a combination of gold manipulation and compression magic to extend thinly.

The rest of the magic sucks. Mithril has used a lot less magic than iron to manipulate gold.

I was able to compress up to two centimeters thick. After which it is formed, processed into rectangles…

I could...

Mostly tatami size. I can't afford a honeycomb structure or anything. It's just a plate of misrills.

Looks like this could be used on a shield, too. Thinner and tougher and lighter than silver or iron boards. Seven kilometers, I guess, wonderful! Now you can move swirly.

The magic has almost been emptied. Long time no see.

But now I know what it feels like.

I think I'll be able to make some Mithril guillotine soon.

By the way, it was a big mistake to think your hands were safe. I concentrated and didn't realize, but I was burned badly. The skin of my hand was melting on both sides. I had a hard time stripping the misrill knife out of my hand. Why didn't it hurt? I drank a luxury potion immediately so I didn't have a problem with it. You should wear Tobikler's coat from now on.

Then will I need fire-resistant gloves sooner or later?