A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 54

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 54

Inside the Armory.

Veil spoke to Olek with a deeply furrowed brow.

“So. According to Valentis Luminen’s testimony.”

“….”

“In subspace, you face your greatest fear or mental weakness?”

“That’s correct.”

Veil’s brow furrowed even more.

The other unit members felt just as troubled.

“This is serious. Whether Astie can escape….”

At Nordics’ muttering, Basto, who had been pacing, stopped in place.

Then, as if he couldn’t stand it anymore, he slammed down on a nearby display case with a bang-.

“If Krazaar’s core was such a dangerous object, you should have told us beforehand!”

The startled blacksmiths timidly looked up at him.

“Then our leader wouldn’t have touched it! She wouldn’t have been sucked into subspace or whatever!”

Instead of answering, Olek let out a sigh.

Of course, if he had known Krazaar’s core would break, he would have prepared in advance.

What he had intended to do was drive Agabert out of the armory, not harm their leader.

‘But I didn’t know either.’

That Krazaar’s core would crack so easily.

More precisely, it would be correct to say he had only just learned that such a possibility could even occur.

Because Krazaar’s core was absolutely not something that would break so easily.

‘This ominous object must be destroyed!’

35 years ago.

What young Olek remembered wasn’t just Krazaar’s form.

For example, the conversation between Berukon and the elder blacksmiths fighting over the core in front of the furnace right after Mastone was besieged.

‘Even if there are many devices that can be made using the core! What are we supposed to do with the essence of a creature that devoured 200 people?’

‘What choice do we have? The higher-ups want it! Even the Archbishop sent a letter saying he’s curious what kind of weapon Krazaar’s core will become!’

‘I can’t do it even if a Cardinal asks, not just an Archbishop. Even with a powerful monster’s essence, shouldn’t we use it considering the situation! What on earth are we supposed to do with something as horrifying as Krazaar’s core…!’

At that time, Berukon had a major clash with the elder blacksmiths over one thing.

Whether or not to reforge the donated Krazaar’s core into a weapon.

The position of the elder blacksmiths of that era was unanimous.

‘Just pretend to give in and go along with it. Don’t you think we also find that creature’s essence disturbing? We’re all just hoping that if we look good to the higher-ups, our district might benefit somehow….’

‘Why is everyone making such a fuss over this!’

And that day, the entire Weapon District was turned upside down.

Because Berukon, who had quite a temper even then, threw Krazaar’s core into the boiling Central Furnace Area before anyone could stop him.

Even thinking about it again made his head throb, so Olek shook his head back and forth.

‘It was really chaos back then.’

The Imperial Court sent letters demanding explanations of what happened, and the Order sent a bishop to interrogate them….

But what could be done about a core that had already disappeared into boiling molten metal?

The Order’s plan to reforge Krazaar’s core into a weapon seemed to have gone up in smoke.

Until one day when they emptied the furnace to repair a broken outlet.

‘All the molten metal has been drained! We’ll inspect the outlet!’

‘Wait a minute. What’s that?’

‘E-Elder. I think you need to see this!’

All the blacksmiths gasped when they saw what was stuck in the outlet they thought was just broken.

There was the core that Berukon had thrown in years ago, stuck right there.

Without a single scratch, boasting a gleaming red surface.

‘So.’

A sigh mixed with lamentation escaped from Olek’s mouth.

“I had no idea Krazaar’s core would crack like that either.”

He looked at Basto with troubled eyes.

“You see, no matter what we did to that thing, it wouldn’t get a single scratch!”

Olek felt truly wronged.

“The essence of a monster that devoured 200 living people, so horrifying. The current Factory Manager actually threw it into the furnace. I remember it vividly since I was just an apprentice blacksmith then.”

Raul and Enzo, who had been looking at the ground with gloomy expressions, raised their heads.

Olek continued speaking.

“But that core stayed intact for years in boiling molten metal without melting! The entire Weapon District was turned upside down when we discovered it later!”

The other blacksmiths nodded as if they remembered.

“Back then, the Factory Manager brought a hammer and kept striking the essence.”

Calling it ominous and terrible.

But Krazaar’s core didn’t budge.

Whether hammered or melted in molten metal.

It remained intact even after being put in a specially processed crushing device and ground for three days and nights.

Finally, faced with the core that remained perfectly radiant, Berukon, who had just become Factory Manager, made a decision.

‘Damn Mastone. I’ll make that cursed weapon myself.’

He would make something with Krazaar’s core, which wouldn’t be destroyed no matter what was done to it.

The Order and Imperial Court were instantly pleased upon hearing Berukon’s decision.

And they seemed to eagerly await the day when Krazaar’s core would be reborn in Berukon’s hands,

‘It’s a disturbing object, so even when completed, I won’t hand it over anywhere. It should be displayed in the armory or something.’

Berukon declared that he would manage the completed ‘Heart of Krazaar’ in the armory.

Of course, the Order and Imperial Court were not pleased with Berukon’s decision.

But knowing his temperament well, they eventually agreed to his decision.

They seemed afraid that Berukon might smash the completed armor.

“…That’s how the Heart of Krazaar ended up stuck in the armory until now.”

Olek looked at Basto again.

“What really baffles me is, do you think that weapon just stood quietly in that spot all this time?”

The armory was a place where dozens of customers and blacksmiths came and went daily when busy.

On days when newly smelted weapons were displayed, huge carts would go in and out dozens of times.

“The Heart of Krazaar has tilted and fallen dozens of times! But! It never broke like this before!”

Olek pointed to the armor’s remains still scattered on the floor.

The remains that had disintegrated completely as if waiting for the Commander King’s touch.

“I still can’t believe it. Could the Commander King have activated some destruction magic in that brief moment? Is that why the Heart of Krazaar broke!”

Olek was truly frustrated to death.

“Even if I concede a hundred times that the metal broke! Why did the core, which remained intact even after being submerged in the furnace for years, crack!”

The stone that cracked with a cracking sound as soon as it touched the Commander King’s hand.

Even the mist that poured out from within it, all of it was unbelievable.

“Oh my, what a headache….”

Olek sat down with his weakened legs stretched out and held his head in both hands.

“And right now, you’re not the only ones in big trouble. Our elder, no, our Factory Manager was also sucked into the subspace!”

And just as Olek said, Astie wasn’t the only person who had disappeared into the subspace.

“The Sorcerer King is a grand mage! He’s supposed to be the strongest among the rising powers! Who knows? Maybe he’ll overcome the confusion and escape from the subspace like Valentis Luminen! But, but…!”

Olek glared at Basto with resentful eyes.

“What about our Factory Manager? What about our elder? It’s safe to say he’s as good as dead now!”

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