Chapter 604

Genius Magic Wizard Episode 604

Suspicious Engineer (2)

“Among the customers who visited this workshop not long ago, there was a man who used a folding blade, right?”

Standing in front of Lennok’s workbench, the woman shuddered.

“He is my uncle and he said he was very satisfied when he entrusted the work in this studio.”

“I see.”

“I’m picky enough to criticize quite a few services or shops, but rarely do I get a lot of compliments about this studio... ... .”

“... ... .”

How would you feel when you find out that a seemingly normal customer is actually a malicious reviewer?

In any case, the fact that good service leads to good customers was positively acceptable.

Lennok’s eyes lighted slightly as he accepted the small pistol handed to him by a young woman with a shy expression.

“It is in very good condition. It seems like you are taking care of it with great care on a daily basis.”

“that’s right. That’s why I don’t know why the gun doesn’t fit anymore... ... .”

Looking at the woman sighing with a sullen expression, Lennok silently raised his magic sensor.

After finding out the problem, Lennok took a small screwdriver and slowly began disassembling the area near the pistol magazine.

The woman who was watching the scene from the front asked with a bewildered expression.

“I heard that craftsmen usually don’t touch the equipment itself, but you touch my equipment yourself?”

“I’m not sure why rumors like that have become more popular, but if there’s actually a problem with the gear, you’ll have to fix it.”

The woman’s expression became more puzzling at Lennok’s plain reply.

“Eh, so you’re saying there’s actually something wrong with my gun? However, in other studios, the problem with the gun itself is absolutely not... ... .”

Maybe that’s why he came to see Lennok, who was rumored to be consulting about his problems or causes after looking at the equipment.

But Lennok knew that repairing her gun took precedence over her lifestyle and attitude.

“All right. You might want to come inside and try it on.”

As Lennok said, he opened the makeshift door he had made next to the kiosk and nodded at the woman.

“I thought it would be more convenient to just make a simple shooting range in the workshop since I left it after repairing it right away.”

“I won’t decline anything.”

Entering Lennok’s studio with a smile on her face, the woman looked around at the various parts hanging on the wall with a curious look.

Various firearms hanging here and there, and blades that emit subtle magical power, from one side of the workshop to a blazing furnace and slightly scorched hammer and anvil.

It smells like a skilled workshop that doesn’t feel like it was made in a few days.

However, what caught the woman’s attention was not the facilities inside the workshop designed by Lenok, but the appearance of unknown mechanical devices constantly moving and repairing all kinds of firearms on their own.

“Awesome. Will it be able to repair the equipment on its own once it is turned on?”

“Simple tasks like jamming magazines or bending barrels can be handled with automated processes.”

Lennok replied as if it didn’t matter.

“The process itself can be implemented without difficulty by simply creating the necessary program and planting it in the device.”

“These days, Meister-level workshops are said to be proficient in not only magical engineering but also cybernetic engineering, and this is the first time I’ve actually seen that.”

“First of all, let’s check the problems while shooting at the simple shooting range.”

Lennok immediately led the woman to a simple shooting range set up next to the workshop.

A shot that fires naturally when you load a bullet and pull the trigger toward the target.

bang!!

The woman who confirmed that the bullet was splitting into the target looked around with a slightly surprised look.

“The sound insulation is very good. How can the sound be so quiet when the space between the studio and the simple shooting range isn’t even separated?”

“It is the power of science.”

In reality, he only absorbed all the noise inside the simple shooting range by applying noise magic.

Lennok didn’t blink an eye, and calmly said something that would come out of his father-in-law’s mouth.

After that, the woman pulled the trigger several more times to test the zero point, and then nodded as if satisfied.

“It doesn’t feel completely fixed, but it’s much better than the last few days. How did you do it?”

“It’s nothing. I just replaced the weight that existed inside the gun with a slightly worn one.”

“You changed the weights? That’s what I’m always replacing with a new one... ... .”

Looking at the woman’s reaction, who didn’t seem to understand yet, Lennok finally explained.

“Among the high-end firearms made through a very elaborate manufacturing process, there are some cases that are made to be customizable by using the user’s disposition or habit.”

As Lennok said, he gestured with one hand as if a pendulum was swinging.

“The same goes for that gun. The way the gun is held, the direction in which it is lifted, how much muscle strength is used to hold the barrel and pull the trigger, etc., are self-adjusted through the training of internal parts and tuned to achieve optimal shooting efficiency.”

“On second thought, it’s not a big deal.”

Lennok, who casually changed his words, asked, looking at the two people staring at him with a puzzled expression.

“So what can I do to confirm?”

Hood didn’t hesitate at that and took out a small metal craft from his chest.

A mechanical craft that appears to be intricately intertwined with various mechanical devices and parts.

But it can’t work right away, it’s stopped, and it’s convulsing with an uncomfortable noise somewhere.

Hood, who placed an item on the workshop workbench as if he were putting down an important item, said.

“It is a craft made by the craftsman who remodeled my equipment. Unfortunately, it broke around the same time, making it difficult to use.”

“... ... .”

“If you fix this, I think I can at least test my ability to fix my equipment.”

Instead of answering, Lennok quietly picked up the artifact and examined it.

“It is made up of very sophisticated parts. It seems that each part was made by hand rather than mass production... ... .”

Lennok murmured as he calmly checked the internal structure of the artifact and the cross-section heat treatment method of the parts through horsepower detection.

The hooded woman nodded.

“Yes, due to personal circumstances, I cannot tell you the detailed history or origin, but-”

“It was created about 14 years ago. The metal used is from Hollinger Mold Co., Ltd. Among ancient artworks, it is a form of art commonly seen in the transitional period between Badora and Glentis style.”

“... ... .”

“If it is enough to make an art object by collecting the parts of a mold company that has stopped production, the craftsman who made this craft seems to have been very interested in old relics and history.”

Of course, Lennok could never say that he was well versed in the art of this world, but it would be a different story if he borrowed the power of the Brain Spirit wriggling in his arms.

Lennok succeeded in overpowering him by talking about the ancient art form, as if he had known it from the beginning.

Lennok, who did not wait for the hood to shut his mouth, inspected the structure inside the craft, and gave a small exclamation.

“You have created space between almost every part for magic to pass through. Regardless of the level of perfection at the time of production, it seems that it was expected to break down frequently.”

Lenok smiled at the bewildered young man next to him and put the craft back together.

“The style of an old art object. Metal parts discontinued. Even knowing that it would break down, he even paid attention to details for repairs. Even as time passes and memories fade, I want you to pay attention to this object and remember yourself.”

click.

The inside of the craft was opened on the workbench, and a music box emerged from the inside and started playing a quiet melody.

A well-known melody in the Southern Continent as a way to express love.

“You seem to have had a romantic lover.”

“... ... .”

The young man who noticed the silent hood called her mouth cautiously.

“Isabella... ... ?”

“Ujat is fine.”

Isabella, a woman who interrupted the young man in a calm voice, carefully collected the crafts and said,

“Thank you for fixing it. We don’t even pay for this job separately.”

“thank you.”

She said, looking at Lennok, who accepted the bundle of bills without showing any sign.

“All of the equipment he made was beautiful and delicate, but it was prone to break down quickly without being directly serviced by him.”

“... ... .”

“I lived by the habit of saying that the things I make follow the owner. As he said, even though he was excellent with his hands as a craftsman, he did not live long and left.”

“It is unfortunate.”

“Nevertheless, he carefully considered the user at the time of production, so many people still use the equipment he made.”

Saying that, Isabella finally pulled back the hood and looked at Lennok.

His voice was as dry and cold as his voice. However, unlike her cold appearance, her eyes were blazing red.

Clap!!

Isabella took something long from inside her thick hood, put it on the workbench, and looked at Lennok.

“Can you fix it?”

Instead of responding, Lennok stared at Isabella’s glove.

When I first took out the craft, I noticed it, but it was a strange shape in my memory.

The shape of a small blue cross was engraved on the back of the black glove.

Maiya Lenslett, whom I encountered in the Hanghasa Labyrinth and the halfway settlement, also wore similarly shaped gloves on my hands.

The origins of Maya Lenslet and the current environment of this machine city. The existence of two people who exude a suspiciously dangerous spirit.

He still didn’t say anything about who he was, but Lennok seemed to know who they were.

was the bailiff.