Chapter 279 - Upgrade (4)

Chapter 279 - Upgrade (4)

“The Vasilipo... Hmm...”

“Yeah.”

Henry called in Maker Swarth, the head of the alchemy school, the second he reached the top floor of the Snow Spire. Maker picked up the shattered Vasilipo and carefully inspected it.

“Hmm, it’s possible to repair it, but...” Maker trailed off as he glanced at Allen, who was looking back at him with a nervous expression

Maker couldn’t help thinking to himself, ‘I wouldn’t have expected anything less from Sir Henry. He already knew how I’d examine the sword, so he brought the owner along with the sword.’

Maker thought that fixing the sword would be relatively simple as its magic essence wasn’t damaged; it was just the blade itself that had been shattered in two.

Henry also knew that simply fixing the sword wouldn’t be complicated. In fact, he could probably pull it off himself. However, he had brought Allen over to the Snow Spire for another reason.

Henry didn’t just want to get the Vasilipo repaired; he wanted to upgrade it, to take it to the next level.

Repairing a magic sword only required one alchemist, but strengthening it had many other requirements, one of which being Allen himself.

Maker, still examining the sword, asked Henry, “And you’ve talked this through with Sir Allen, the owner of the blade?”

“Yes. He said he’d pay any price in order to save the Vasilipo.”

“A resolute man, indeed. Alright then. Sir Allen, would you please follow me?”

At that, Allen glanced at Henry, who gave him a reassuring smile and said, “Don’t worry, go ahead. Once the Vasilipo is fixed, the wizards will make sure to send it to Monsieur.”

“All right...”

The two eventually left the room, leaving just Henry and Howl behind.

“Howl”, said Henry as he turned around.

“Yes, Master.”

“Can you show me what you’ve learned so far?”

“What I’ve learned so far... Of course!”

Henry didn’t expect much from him. Despite his talent and potential, Howl was just at the beginning of his journey. Even though he had learned some basic attack magic from Kale, Henry didn’t get his hopes up, and he tried to hide that from his expression. He kept a straight face as he watched Howl focus on casting magic.

Oong!

Howl was amassing his magic power with his eyes closed, and when he eventually opened them, the magic materialized in his hands.

‘Huh?!’

Howl wielded ice with one hand and fire with the other.

‘What...?’

Henry was genuinely surprised to see double casting—casting two different spells at the same time. But what surprised Henry wasn’t Howl’s double casting per se, but the fact that he was using two completely opposite types of magic at the same time.

Of course, Howl had more to show him.

“...!”

Howl clasped his hands together, combining the ice with the fire. Surprisingly, there wasn’t any steam coming from his hands, and after separating them, the fire and the ice were still active.

“Enough.”

Zwoop.

At Henry's command, Howl quickly undid the magic from both of his hands, and just like a disciplined soldier, he stood upright with his hands behind his back. The source of this content no/v(el)bi((n))

“...”

Howl waited nervously for Henry’s verdict, but he was actually too impressed to evaluate him right away. Howl had managed to double cast magic of opposing attributes without there being any reaction between them. This meant that Howl had full control of his magic.

‘Oh, this guy is actually a genius!’

Howl’s potential had been evident ever since that crystal ball had confirmed his talent. Even now, it really did seem that he was a genius.

If Henry hadn't visited Shahatra, this genius in front of him might’ve lived his life without ever realizing his exceptional abilities. Henry was even more excited because he was the one who had discovered his potential.

“You did well,” said Henry.

“Thank you, Master.”

“Are you saying that Janus’ divine power works, but La’s doesn’t?”

“Precisely.”

“Then what other gods can use that Holy Code?”

“Hmm, I’m not sure myself...”

“Oh... Right...”

Henry quickly realized he had asked a stupid question; Herarion had only worshiped two gods in his life, so of course he wouldn’t know about others.

‘Well, if that’s the case, this is going to be a big problem...’

Things were becoming much more challenging than Henry had initially thought. After pondering on it for a while, he finally came to a conclusion.

“I guess we have no other choice.”

“What?”

“What do you mean, what? What else do you think we can do? There's nothing we can do right now. And according to His Majesty, we’ll need to find a new divine power that has the capability to use the Holy Code to transfer souls”

“Do you know anyone with such divine powers?”

“Nope.”

“Oh, for god’s sake!”

“Relax. I have to find a new deity until our confrontation with Arthus.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll explain later. Anyway, it seems like things are unfolding faster than I anticipated... From now on, you and I are going to do our best to find a god that can help both of us.”

Henry’s only solution was to find a god to help them, which he was planning to do anyway. Herabola had told him that he wouldn’t be able to deal with Arthus just with his divine objects. Therefore, Henry had no choice but to look for a god whose powers could match Arthus’.

‘Hector would definitely come in handy during my search.’

Henry had intended to look for a deity by himself until the inevitable confrontation with Arthus, but now he had Hector to help him.

As Herarion listened to their plan, he intervened, “Um, Sir Henry?”

“Yes?”

“So you’re going to be looking for a deity?”

“Indeed. Did you want to add something in regard to that?”

“Uh, then may I join you in your search?”

“Oh, are you sure, Your Majesty?”

“I am.”

“May I ask why?”

“Just out of curiosity. If there’s a god on this continent that has powers similar to Janus, I’d very much like to meet its worshippers in person.”

Even though Herarion said that he wanted to join them merely out of curiosity, his words hinted at something more than that. Herarion was curious about the worshipers of that deity, about how they worshiped it. If there was a god with powers similar to Janus, Herarion assumed that its personality would also resemble Janus’.

‘Maybe this all happened because of the way the royal family worshiped Janus...’

Even though it was far too late to think about his wrong ways of worshiping Janus, Herarion believed that he nonetheless had to learn from his mistakes, both as the king of Shahatra and as La’s worshiper.

However, Henry declined his request, saying that it wouldn’t be possible for him to join.

“Sorry? Uh, why not?” asked Herarion, befuddled.

“Have you forgotten, Your Majesty? You have less than a month to become La’s Sword.”

“Oh...”

“Learning is good, but I think you should focus on that after you’ve completed your training. It seems like you’ve taken care of most of the problems in Shahatra, so why don't you return to Monsieur? There are excellent teachers waiting for you there to teach you martial arts.”

“Oh...”

Hearing this, Herarion realized that he had no choice but to put his curiosity aside for a while.