In Tarak (2)
＜Object information＞
-Entity Name: Howard
– Race: Dwarf
-Common Attributes: 「Mind Hub」, 「Persona」, 「Super Recovery」, 「Brightness Index」, 「Strength」, 「Nervousness」, 「Awareness」, 「Xenoglossy」
-Individual Characteristics: 「Craftsmanship」, 「Dwarven Creation Logic」, 「Song of Fire and Metal」, 「Spirit of Artisan」, 「Metallurgy」, 「Precision Work」
-Special item: Beyond the probationary stage, he became a decent Dwarf artisan. Has strong resistance to both fire and metal attributes. Under the influence of the ‘Leap of Growth’, additional growth corrections are applied to all actions.
The dwarven secret learned from Zaonic, 「Spirit of Craftsman」.
To put it simply, it was the ability to create something more special… That is, beyond ordinary production.
The power to engrave mysteries by beating mana into objects through the pure manufacturing process, without the help of any magic circuits or shamans.
Of course, that was possible only when the best effort was made based on good materials, so it was not possible to make magic tools at random.
At least he was able to use it comfortably on much better terms than others.
‘As expected, the branches of the World Tree. The performance is certain.’
As a fuel for a fire, it is truly the ultimate king.
Just by touching the flames, metal, which becomes a material, has a special power, and that became the basis for using the [Artisan’s Spirit] as it is.
It was not for nothing that high-level artisans fell in love with the branches of the World Tree.
“A full-body suit for universal combat? Eh, isn’t that just full body armor?”
Different!
Anyway, very different!
‘But I guess I won’t be able to properly convince them if I just say that.’
It was best to show the results as well.
Howard nodded resolutely as he held up the completed arm parts and inspected the internal parts made with “Precision workmanship.”
Made from the Earth’s knowledge he was still learning while imprinting Zaonic’s teachings on his body—parts that interlocked and assembled.
Naturally, each and every one of those parts contained the “Craftsman’s soul” and held a special potential.
‘The quality of the materials used is still low, and there aren’t many techniques that could be reproduced.’
Since it was only a prototype, there was plenty of room for further development.
What he has to do is to localize the design, which is a compilation of technologies from various worlds, including all kinds of engineering knowledge, so that it can be used here, and make it a reality.
Even as he made up his mind, Zaonic’s words continued.
“Well, if it is completed like that and then added to the strengthening enchantment, it must make an awesome armor. It’s not that novel, though. I heard that all of the Imperial Guard Knights were armed with such armor.”
I knew that too.
Heinrich’s armor, the Guard of Glory, which is currently being repaired at the Great War of Roselia, was also made in a similar way.
In fact, all of the world’s top armor was manufactured with such a process.
“Wait, wait and see! I’ll just show you something jaw-dropping!”
“Ohh? You are very confident.”
“Ah, of course!”
Howard carefully packed the finished parts with a grunt and confident attitude.
Now just one arm.
There was a lot left to do besides this, not only making everything else, but additional magic processes and energy source connections…
‘Let’s do it step by step, step by step. I didn’t even think I could finish it right from the start.’
Anyway, thanks to the time difference, I had enough time to spare, so there was no need to mess with work in too much of a hurry.
In a situation where the ideal and the reality intertwined.
In a workshop in Tarak, his small dream was smoothly taking shape.
***
In the middle of a spacious bedroom full of antique decorations.
“Whoa— ha—.”
On the large bed in the center of it, an invisible child of five or six years of age sighed deeply and thrashed his arms and legs.
‘It’s definitely amazing.’
It’s already been two days since that little boy, Horus, came over to this world.
In the meantime, all he had done was to stay locked in Hubert’s mansion, roll around on the bed and repeat “Polymorph” To adapt to the two bodies…
‘Is this the original dragon, or is the effect of the elixir so great?’
Probably both.
This time, he was able to clearly experience what it was like to become stronger just by breathing.
Under the influence of the “Ruler of all things”, The mana sucked into her lungs along with her breath circulates through her body and is absorbed into the dragon heart located in her heart.
In the process, the bigger the energy in the heart grew, the stronger the body correction provided by the 「Gold Dragon」.
‘That’s why it was more difficult to adapt.’
Even if you don’t, it’s a dragon’s body that’s on a different level from the other races you’ve experienced, but once you get used to it, your senses will be out of sync, so it took longer than expected.
“Utcha—!”
But that was just a story from a while ago.
Horus bounced lightly from his lying position, stood up, and checked his body condition again.
Although the appearance was still the same as in the early youthful state, what the body could do under complete control was different from before in terms of efficiency.
‘I’m not used to being a dragon yet, but I’ll be living in human form anyway, so it won’t matter.’
If a dragon known to have gone extinct, especially hatchlings, suddenly appear, there will be considerable repercussions on the continent.
Of course, that wasn’t too bad of a way to earn karma, but it was likely to be a nuisance to step out before gaining certain power.
‘Let’s go to the fore only after having certain strength. If possible, after finding a way to improve the appearance.’
It’s only two days after entering Auterica.
There was still a lot to think about.
When I first thought of the Dragon Avatar, I was drawing a majestic picture of confronting the Immortal King riding on the Bone Dragon with the hero Heinrich on his back…
At this rate, there was no promise when it would be possible to direct that wonderful scene.
‘As expected, in order to gain strength quickly, it would be better to start by learning magic. That would have good synergy with [Dragon Word Magic]. If you grow your strength like that, somehow…’
Like that.
The moment Horus was immersed in short thoughts—.
“As expected, it must be a hatchling.”
Suddenly, in the room where he was alone, a stranger’s voice was heard.
“Ugh?!”
Truly startled by the sound, Horus jumped up.
He hurriedly took a few steps back from the direction of the sound, lowered his stance, and stood guard.
‘When?’
This is Hubert’s residence.
It’s a matter of course, but the security was more thorough than the person who usually wears all sorts of magic tools.
It is a place that can never be easily penetrated even if it is at the extreme level by activating several layers of barriers and magic tools.
However, ignoring all the defenses and entering the interior without even knowing the rats and birds, and finding out at once the identity of Horus, who has completely transformed into a human child.
He glared nervously at the intruder in front of him, a man in his thirties with grayish blond hair and yellow eyes.
Horus’s sharply raised round eyes and the tired, blurry gaze of the man intertwined.
But that’s for a while.
‘What?’
Horus took a closer look at his opponent with the tickling feeling he had felt from the moment he met him.
Soon, he was able to instinctively recognize the identity of the intruder.
‘Dragon!’
A dragon that disappeared from the history of the continent for a long time and is now said to be extinct.
A gold dragon, who could be said to be his own kind, was in front of him.
“I thought I was trapped inside the barrier, but wasn’t it? It’s good that you came in quietly.”
The mysterious dragon looked around lightly and nodded slowly.
Then, turning his gaze back to Horus, he slightly twisted the corner of his mouth and opened his mouth in an awkward voice that seemed to have forced affection.
“I am the elder dragon of the gold clan, Shurihatgen. Little Hatchling, what is your name?”
If they were elder dragons, they were higher than ordinary Jackie Chan and lower than the oldest Ancient.
A living witness to a history that has lived for thousands of years, and a being like a disaster possessing such strength.
“… Horus.”
“Horus?”
Horus struggled to suppress his childish instinct to stretch out like a child, and pouted his lips as he spat out his name.
I know that the other person didn’t come with a bad mind, but since the other person is the other person, I couldn’t just relax and treat him comfortably.
And thanks to him he was so nervous.
“…That’s a strange name.”
He was barely able to swallow the words that Shuri Hart Gen, who tilted his head, spat out, and reflexively tried to come out.
‘Your name is even more strange!’
I couldn’t help it.
***
As expected, Shurihatgen came here purely out of favor.
To be more precise, he was to protect the last hatchling of the clan, which he thought had already ceased to exist.
“…Unexpectedly, I have been able to fulfill my duty. This must also be the grace of Drakkarion. After Hureyone was beaten by them, I thought the Gold clan was over.”
So, in a voice steeped in melancholy, he told the secret story of his clan.
The moment when, after a long war, even the youngest hatchling, the last remaining gear, was sacrificed.
‘Heureione?’
And Horus tilted his head at the name he had heard somewhere before—.
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A memory from the past flashed through his mind, and he was able to realize where he had seen it.
『Gold Dragon Hatchling Hurayone’s Dragon Heart (910,000)』
‘Ah, that…’
The dragon heart that became Horus’ own vehicle.
It was the owner’s name, which did not mean much.
Feeling embarrassed for some reason, he slightly turned his gaze to the side and smoked something else.
“…It wasn’t my child, but everyone in the clan loved him. He was as charming as he was playful, so even when he scolded me, I didn’t know… Ah, my God.”
Shuri Hart Gen, who was immersed in memories, stopped talking after seeing Horus’ reaction.
“I’m sorry. Seeing you reminds me of that child for some reason, so stop. It would be rude to both of you to have such regrets.”
An old dragon lightly bowing its head with an apple.
Before Horus could say anything at that sincere figure, he opened his mouth again and continued what he had been saying.
“In fact, no matter where you come from, no matter who you are. It doesn’t matter now.”
It seems that he, too, had doubts about the existence of Horus.
Well, wasn’t it just after the story of the death of the last hatchling a while ago?
But now, it was only natural that another hatchling had popped out of nowhere.
Silence passed between the two dragons as they looked at each other for a moment.
Instead of Horus, who kept his mouth shut because he had nothing to say, it was Shurihatgen who spoke first this time as well.
“However, you must be the last hatchling of the Gold Clan left in this world…”
He made eye contact with Horus, who was still watching him—.
“Above all, considering the fact that Drakkarion acknowledged it as well.”
He spoke slowly, as if declaring something.
“…You, Horus. Recognized as the last successor of the Gold clan.”
Last heir.
Uhhh—
As soon as those words were spoken, the meaning of the words penetrated into Horus’ heart.
At the same time, as if resonating with the world, the dragon heart begins to tremble—.
Unknowingly staggering as if drunk, he soon realized that he was connected to something in this world.
‘…Is this a real dragon word?’
I couldn’t know for sure what had happened because of the low achievement of [Dragon Word Magic], but somehow I knew for sure that something big had passed.
“Is this fate too? To send an heir like this when my life was short. Thanks to that, I was able to carry on my duties… Indeed, God is mischievous.”
Looking at Horus, who was unconscious in the aftermath of the unknown ritual, Shrihatgen smiled lightly with a laugh.
“I am the last survivor of the Gold clan and the one who manages the clan’s legacy. If you had not appeared, upon my death all of them would have passed on to the other clans still alive.”
And Horus could finally realize that what was on his tired-looking face was not fatigue, but death.
According to his words, soon after, the gold dragon clan would really disappear from this world.
He appeared at the right time, leaving him alone.
‘···Wait? If so, no way.’
Finally, his words began to take shape—and as soon as a conclusion was drawn, Horus blinked in bewilderment at the sudden development.
And Shuri Hart Gen, who smiled faintly at that figure, finished what he was saying.
“…It’s all yours now.”
…So, Horus along with that ‘duty’.
Suddenly, he became the sole heir to an enormous and prestigious family that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
