Volume 4 - CH 20

After the discussion with Karim, Cyclo decided to leave his activities as an adventurer for a later date.

This was because the plan had originally been made without Karim.

Since Cyclo had planned to be in the vanguard, he was not prepared to act as the rear guard.

Therefore, Cyclo had to spend the day preparing himself.

For this reason, he returned to the lord’s mansion, where he had been indebted for the past few days, and immersed himself in his work in his room.

“–Master.”

When Cyclo noticed, Mist has already entered the room before he knew it, preparing a cup of tea.

“How about you take a break soon?”

“Yes, I think so. Thank you, Mist.”

Saying that, Cyclo stops his work.

“–Is that a blueprint of some kind that Master is writing?”

Mist looks at the desk where Cyclo was working – at the paper there, and at the numerous lines drawn on the paper, and asks.

“Yeah. –I was even called a boy genius engineer when I was a child. Even after I became a “Clocksmith,” I still designed magic tools and helped other craftsmen with their work as a hobby. So, even now, I can make a certain amount of magical tools by myself.”

Saying this, Cyclo looks at the design of the magical tool he drew and smiles.

“–I’ve enjoyed being immersed in it for the first time in a long time.”

The smile on his face was the smile of a boy who truly enjoys himself.

Mist was delighted to see a side of Cyclo that she had never seen before.

“So Master likes to make magic tools, huh.”

“Yeah. It’s a combination of magic using simple gears and simple magic stones, and that’s what makes it so easy to do things that even great wizards have trouble doing. I’ve always loved these wonders of magic tools.”

Cyclo speaks with a nostalgic tone in his voice.

“–That didn’t change even after I became a clocksmith. I like making clocks, of course, but it was just an extension of being a magic tool technician or something …… anyway, I was happy with anything that had that kind of trickery. In that sense, I was happy. My job skill were not that out of my taste too.”

After saying that much, Cyclo reaches out and pats Mist’s head as if he had noticed.

“I’m sorry, I got sidetracked into a boring old story.”

“No, it’s not that…”

Mist tried to deny it, but before he could, Cyclo continued.

“This blueprint is, simply put, a weapon.”

Saying this, Cyclo held out his hand, pointing it toward Mist, with only his finger and thumb raised in the air.

“Mist, have you ever heard of a magical tool called a ‘gun’?”

“A gun, Master? No …….”

“To put it simply, it’s a weapon that uses the force of an explosion to send chunks of iron flying. Even an amateur can generate as much power as simple magic, and because it flies so fast, it is difficult to evade unless he has a certain level of physical ability. –However, it is almost powerless against monsters or strong humans, so it has long since fallen into disuse. It is a weapon that has long since fallen into disuse. Especially since soldiers in wars have all become highly skilled for combat.”

Mist tilted his head at Cyclo’s explanation.

“Did you make such a magic tool, Master?”

“Yeah. It’s a weapon that has been obsolete for a long time, but …… with today’s technology and without regard to profitability, it’s a different story if I make it myself. “

Cyclo spreads his hands and concentrates with his eyes closed.

“–[Clock Generation]!”

He then activates his own skill – a skill he is used to and familiar with.

Then –the parts of the magic tool are “generated” on Cyclo’s palm in the course of time. And as soon as the parts were generated, they were assembled together, and within a few seconds, a single magical tool was complete.

“This is the ‘magic tool’ I designed. A ‘gun’ that is designed for use against monsters without regard to profitability. The name is …… let’s see. I think ‘Mystletainn’ would be a good name for it?”

When Cyclo looked at Mist while saying this, Mist was stunned with surprise.

“…… Master, what’s this?”

“Hm? This is my skill. It’s called Clock Generation, and in the past, I can only generate clock parts, though. Now, thanks to my considerable growth, it seems I can manage even if it’s not a clock.”

Saying this, Cyclo lightly tapped the gun he had created, Mystletainn.

“The material is also made of an alloy based on Orichalcum. The bullet firing mechanism can also be improvised on the spot. It can fire not only live bullets, but also balls of light. The power should be as high as that of high-level magic, and the bullet speed is much faster than existing guns. With this, it should be enough to fight even the monsters of the Deep Hole.”

Mist was surprised at Cyclo’s explanation, but she was becoming more and more dismayed.

“…… That’s not what I meant, though? Are you saying that Master has the ability to create magic tools out of nothing?”

“Hm? Yeah, that’s right.”

“And all this complicated-looking magic tool in an instant?”

“I guess so. However, for that, the design has to be in my mind. “

Cyclo points to his head.

“Master–you’re too awesome!”

“Uooooaaaaaaa!?”

Mist looks excited and clutches Cyclo’s hand.

Cyclo is surprised by Mist’s vigor.

“What’s wrong, Mist?”

“Master is too unaware of his own awesomeness!! I’m so surprised that you have such power that is equal to that of a god!”

“O-Oooh. I see.”

Cyclo was puzzled by Mist’s words.

“But is it really that great?”

“It’s amazing! The most powerful! You should be more aware of your power, Master! Don’t show it off so easily, like it’s nothing! Especially, please don’t show it to strangers!!”

“I-I understand ……”

To be honest, Cyclo wasn’t feeling it, but he decided that if Mist is going this far, he would accept it.

“–Well, if I’m going to use this power, it’s inside the dungeon. It’s also deep levels of the Deep Hole. You shouldn’t have to worry about it being seen by others.”

“I see. Then I am relieved.”

And so, Mist was safely settled.

“……Now, then. I’m going to do some more work. I’ve had a break, and I’ve got some ideas. I’ll play with the design a little more.”

“Yes. As the master likes it. But …… please don’t stay up too late, okay?”

“Yeah. Thank you, Mist.”

“Yes. Good night, master.”

They exchange words in this way, and Mist leaves the room.

And so, Cyclo’s night of designing magical tools goes on.