Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 317

Episode #317. I’ve got a problem.

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Leviathan’s Underground.

On the other hand, in the temporary workshop prepared, Sir and Limon devoted themselves to research while staying up all night.

A forced march made possible only by two people: a sword master whose stamina rots, and a great witch who has exceeded the limit of her lifespan with magic.

In addition, an adult-level ghost is attached as an assistant.

In terms of members, it was a research team that was more than enough to achieve a global feat.

…Compared to that great aspect, the atmosphere couldn’t be called smart.

“Why can’t you do that?”

“Do what you can, old woman! Do you see me as some kind of god in your eyes?”

“He’s not a god, but he’s a sword master who cuts even gods.”

“I’d rather have the old woman summon a god with magic, then I’ll put a knife through the god’s collar and have him do the work for me.”

Being sarcastic is basic.

Or fight with the momentum to catch me.

Asking me if I can’t do this, etc.

Just looking at what he was doing, it was at the level of reminiscent of the elderly elders in the neighborhood who got into a fight while playing Go-Stop in a nursing home, let alone historical research.

‘To argue like that with the team leader… The witch sister is also amazing.’

That’s why Yuna-kyung admired it.

Arguing against that limon?

It was possible because Sir, who received preferential treatment as an elder, respect as a former emperor, and recognition as a competent slave, was denied.

“You old woman! Why do you change my blood again? Am I Mormot?”

“How about using some? It doesn’t wear out either.”

“Do sword masters know that blood springs from the air?”

“You won’t die anyway.”

“Hey, this XX, XXX, you’re an old woman!”

…Of course, it was amazing that Limon swears at Limon even after receiving all the bread.

Even so, it was possible to know the greatness of the age in that he did not hesitate to watch the last minute.

Are you lucky in misfortune?

What made it even more mysterious was that even in the middle of such a quarrel, the research was progressing steadily.

No matter how unreasonable Syrr demanded, Limon did it while cursing.

No matter what absurd orders Limon gave, Cyr grumbled and found a countermeasure.

[Ah! Stop fighting!]

It was Yuna-kyung who died thanks to that.

Will the two of them stop fighting?

Calm down the frightened Shera.

Even so, he even undertook research errands.

Because I had to take on all the roles alone, and I had to work so hard that my wings got cramps.

Thanks to that, the progress of magic he had been learning as a hobby went terrifyingly fast, and of course he gained a lot from this and that.

Anyway, I couldn’t help but die hard.

Still, thanks to Yuna-kyung’s sacrifice, Sir’s research has made quite a lot of progress in just a few days.

Some of them were quite important.

“Hmm, too.”

Ten alter egos on one side.

On the other side, dozens of alter egos.

Looking at the two statues, which clearly differ even though they are made of the same material and shape, Sir murmured quietly.

Then, looking back at Limon who was arranging the dark violin beside him, he said quietly.

“Seven arcs seem to have an amplification effect.”

“…The more we get together, the stronger we are? Like psionics are amplified through resonance?”

“Otherwise, there would be no way there would be such a difference in the same piece.”

Sir shrugged.

There is one difference between these two statues.

After it was completed, the only question was whether or not Limon played the deep black violin.

With that alone, the effect given to the statue increased several times, so it was more strange to think that it was irrelevant at this point.

“Furthermore, these amplifying effects are inherently complementary.”

“Are you saying that the Seven Arks itself might be structured in a way that maximizes each other’s strengths in the first place?”

“It seems so to me.”

Sir said languidly.

When the effect of the carving knife is called ‘grant’ that infuses power.

The power of the violin is close to ‘tuning’ that adjusts the flow and harmonizes.

It’s great even when they’re alone, but the effect becomes more powerful by ‘tuning’ the power ‘given’ with the carving knife to the violin.

As if they were made to support each other like that from the beginning.

“If you collect more of the other Seven Arcs, the amplification effect could be dozens of times stronger.”

“…I don’t know if that’s enough to mass-produce new products.”

“Wouldn’t it be nice if it was just that much?”

“Where the hell did this stuff come from…”

Limon clicked his tongue.

There is a saying that there is no sin in tools, but that also has a degree.

You shouldn’t give a child a gun.

A tool too powerful could be a sin in itself.

If the Liberation Brigade had obtained this violin and carving knife and collected four Seven Arcs.

Depending on how to use it, it might have caused a situation more devastating than when the demon descended.

So it was.

Limon suddenly opened his mouth.

“I’m asking just in case.”

“It is impossible for me. Ah, it might be possible for you, but I don’t really want to recommend it.”

Is it because of age?

Limon frowned as he saw Syrr, who noticed the question and answered it even before he asked.

“If you destroy the Seven Arcs, you might be in trouble?”

“You said that this power is close to sealing. How do you know what will happen if you force it to break?”

Shir coldly pointed out.

The moment the seal is broken, the contents may disappear, but on the contrary, in some cases, what dwells inside may be released.

What if the power sealed in the Seven Arcs is dangerous and causes disaster at the same time as liberation?

It could have been an attempt to catch bedbugs and burn thatch for a while.

“Tsk, are you saying we have no choice but to find it first and protect it before it falls into the hands of the Liberation Brigade?”

“You don’t have to be so disappointed. After all, having it helps.”

“Instead, it’s because it’s something that will cause big trouble if you go to strict people.”

Limon sighed.

The Liberation Brigade is not the only danger.

If anyone gets the Seven Arcs.

And if you break the seal even by accident and abuse that power, it could cause a terrible situation.

Even if he used Seven Arcs out of good intentions, not out of greed.

That’s why Limon lowered his voice.

“Come to think of it, Grandma, what happened to the one I asked for earlier?”

Upon hearing that question, Sir erased his usual relaxed smile.

And, as if asking something very troubling, he asked back with a slight frown.

“…you mean ‘that’?”

“okay.”

“Speaking in conclusion, it is also difficult.”

“Can’t it be like this too?”

“It was like that with the carving knife. Besides, it’s even more special.”

“In the end, you have to see it to know this.”

“Would you like to check?”

Be silent for a moment as if thinking.

Limon finally shook his head quietly.

“…No, at least it’s not something to decide right away.”

“Ah, you are very careful too. If it were me, I would have checked it right away, even if I was curious.”

“I bet it was the old woman who said it would be difficult to undo once committed?”

“That is that and this is this.”

Looking at Sir with a bewitching smile, Limon clicked his tongue in disapproval.

And Yuna-kyung was trembling.

[…hey? What are you two talking about?]

“It’s nothing.”

“It’s a story you don’t need to know.”

[You usually fight a lot, but why do you only get along well when it’s like this!]

Whether or not Yuna-gyeong, who was treated like a baby, goes wild.

Limon and Cyr did not raise an eyebrow.

It was because the two of them weren’t lighthearted enough to talk carelessly about things that weren’t even certain yet.

Especially if it’s here.

Yuna-kyung feels awkward when she sees Limon and Sir, who are conducting research using the Seven Arcs by calmly bringing back the topic.

When She-ra pats Yuna-kyung on the back and comforts her.

A guest came to the workshop.

“Are you all right for a moment?”

“huh? What’s going on here, Princess?”

Limon was puzzled.

It was Li Qingyu, whose face had been difficult to see lately because there were so many things to do with each other.

It was because it was unexpected that he came suddenly without contacting me.

Of course, Li Qingyu didn’t come directly to see Li Mon’s face.

It was because there was an important business.

“Ainsha, who went to the Holy League, is back.”

“already?”

“Since the same was true of the Holy Alliance that received economic sanctions, it seemed that it was easy to receive cooperation in many ways.”

“So you’re saying you brought the ingredients?”

“At least the ones in the Holy League.”

“That is good news.”

A number of problems are already arising due to economic sanctions.

This was certainly good news in that the quicker the materials were procured, the less time required to make Dagda’s Cauldron.

However, Limon rather frowned.

“But why are you delivering the good news with such a serious face?”

“…is it obvious?”

“I can’t help but know.”

If the groom’s name is the groom’s color, isn’t it basic to be able to recognize the bride’s complexion?

Li Qingyu, who looked at Li Mon, who spoke calmly, with a complicated face, finally opened his mouth with a sigh.

“It’s not all good news.”

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“…surely all the ingredients you brought are great.”

“Of course. These are the ingredients selected and selected by the Holy Alliance. A top-notch guarantee.”

To Sir, who was checking the ingredients while wearing glasses, Ainsha said with an expressionless yet triumphant expression.

It was worth it.

Acquiring this many materials in a short period of time was possible because she plays the role of mediator between gods and churches in the Holy League.

“Most of the rest of the ingredients will be available within a month.”

Li Qingyu also spoke calmly.

The Black Dragon Clan were originally specialized in intelligence.

Even with its recent downfall, a minimal information network centered on Leviathan spread around the world remained.

And Li Qingyu actively used the information network to find materials.

Whether negotiating with collectors.

winning bids at auctions.

Stealing objects from museums.

Once the location was confirmed, getting it was easy.

But that’s why Li Qingyu couldn’t help but put on a slightly perplexed expression.

“Except for one thing.”

“Hmm, I think you know what that one is.”

After checking the list of materials that Ainsha had collected and those that Li Qingyu had secured or found, Sir shook his head.

And then he asked out of nowhere.

“Is this a turkey feather?”

“yes. Unfortunately, we couldn’t find it even with our Leviathan intelligence.”

“Not even in the Holy Alliance. It’s a big deal.”

“It is not surprising. It’s strange that the turkey itself is still there in the first place.”

Sir smiled languidly.

The turkey bird was a creature that was hard to find even in the Silver Age.

It wouldn’t be strange if they were already extinct after thousands of years.

“Hey Grandma. Can you substitute something else?”

“It is possible. Instead, it’s a problem because it takes several more months to manufacture Dagda’s cauldron.”

Turkey feathers are the key ingredient.

If you want to replace it with something else, you have to revise the recipe altogether.

Watching Sir speak calmly, Limon clicked his tongue.

I couldn’t afford to waste months of time in the midst of this urgent rush.

Are you lucky in misfortune?

Li Qingyu and Ainsha also had countermeasures.

“Fortunately, I’m not without clues.”

“I searched all the records of the Holy League. There was only one case of sighting of a living turkey bird within 10 years.”

“Based on my research, there is a high probability that the sighting is true.”

Whether turkeys are alive.

Whether stuffed remains remain.

If you follow the trail, you might find a feather.

Li Qingyu, who at least spoke positively, continued with a slightly complicated expression.

“The problem is that it’s not a place where you can quietly find a single bird.”

“Where are you from?”

Limon put on a puzzled expression.

There weren’t that many places where I could make the princess of the Black Dragon clan speak softly even before she started searching.

“The place where the turkey was last seen…”

But the moment he heard Li Qingyu’s answer.

He couldn’t help but roll his eyes.