Dragonslayer’s Class Regression Chapter 125

Chapter 125

Looking at the meteoric iron armor set that Zeke pulled out, Golin had a bewildered expression.

“Good heavens, to think you made armor with this precious meteoric iron…”

While speaking in disbelief, Golin examined the meteoric iron armor from various angles.

“Is this enough?”

Golin nodded.

“Though it’s not pure meteoric iron, if we melt and extract it, we can get the amount we need.”

Zeke nodded at Golin’s words.

‘But things are going too well.’

He hadn’t expected the meteoric iron armor set that came from the random box given by the System would be appropriately helpful.

Even while receiving help from the System, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy about results that seemed to predict his actions.

‘The feeling that someone is intentionally helping me… am I being too sensitive?’

Since he hadn’t properly figured out the System’s true identity yet, Zeke couldn’t just be happy about it.

Just then, Golin, who had been examining the meteoric iron armor, spoke to Zeke.

“And there’s one more problem remaining.”

He pointed to the furnace.

“To refine meteoric iron and orichalcon, we need to create ‘the purest fire’. But we can’t make it with that furnace right now.”

“What is this purest fire? Is it something like a magic furnace?”

At Zeke’s words, Golin clicked his tongue.

“Magic furnace? You sound just like that Gelion fellow.”

“You know him. Gelion actually made that furnace and crafted my sword.”

At those words, Golin showed a shocked expression.

“What? He actually achieved that far-fetched idea? What madman would do such a thing?!”

Zeke, who was actually the person who made the furnace, had a slightly awkward expression.

He changed the subject.

“If not that, is there something else needed to create pure fire?”

To Zeke’s question, Golin nodded and said.

“Fire was the last formed among the four elements. That’s how complex and diverse the elements are that combined to create it. But pure fire must have the most primitive form of fire itself, with no additional mixtures while being a combination of various elements.”

Zeke tilted his head at Golin’s words.

‘Somehow this sounds similar to what Master Kaisir told me.’

While learning Elemental Sword, though the water force chapter was the hardest to learn, Zeke had learned the fire force chapter relatively easily.

Golin poured out explanations about the definition of pure fire and how difficult the process was to refine fire to create it.

Zeke watched Golin, who had fallen into his own world, and approached the furnace.

Then he raised his elemental force and spread the fire force.

WHOOSH!

As he added more elemental force to the reddish glowing fire, the fire gradually turned white.

Zeke asked Golin.

“Is this perhaps the pure fire you mentioned?”

Golin, who had been talking to himself for a while, finally turned his head toward Zeke.

“You think pure fire can be made just by lighting a fire? It requires an incredibly complex process… GASP! That’s pure fire!”

Golin looked at the fire Zeke had lit with amazement and brought his head close to the furnace.

He looked alternately at the fire and Zeke, asking in an unbelievable voice.

“D-did you create this?”

“I tried making it just in case.”

“This is crazy, how can a human create pure fire?”

Zeke contemplated how to explain, then decided to tell the truth.

‘Anyway, Master Kaisir wanted his achievements to be widely known.’

When Zeke extended his hand to the furnace, the pure fire rose above his palm.

Golin marveled at the sight.

“G-good heavens. Is it magic? Is that what it is?”

“No. It’s a power called elemental force.”

“Elemental force? What’s that?”

“Though you might think I’m crazy for saying this… would you believe me if I said it’s the power of Hero King Kaisir?”

“K-Kaisir?”

Golin’s face contorted at Zeke’s words.

Zeke continued speaking, seemingly having expected such a reaction.

“I inherited Hero King Kaisir’s legacy. Elemental force is the Hero King’s unique power.”

“You want me to believe that? That person was just a legendary figure to begin with.”

“You saw it earlier. The unlikeable face with sky-blue eyes.”

“What? How is that the Hero King’s face? That was the face of those unlikeable elves!”

“Well, half-fairies and elves do look similar.”

Golin, who had found it hard to believe Zeke’s words, finally had to believe after seeing the pure fire burning fiercely in the furnace again.

“Elemental force, you say? Could you possibly teach that to me?”

“Teaching isn’t difficult but hmm… can dwarves handle mana?”

“Mana? You mean magical power?”

“No. Just mana itself. You could say it’s the source of magical power.”

“Hey, how can you just handle that! Isn’t magical power what you get after processing that to make it usable?”

“Then you can’t learn this.”

“D-damn it… try teaching me once. That mana thing! I’ll try it! Right now!”

While finding Golin’s impatient personality amusing, Zeke explained about mana and taught him how to try feeling it.

Following Zeke’s words, Golin tried to feel the mana.

“HMMMM!”

Golin, despite having the highest understanding of fire and metal than anyone else and seeming likely to excel at fire elemental force, couldn’t actually feel the mana.

Zeke recalled what Kaisir had said.

‘Why didn’t I pass down the Elemental Sword to elves? Why wouldn’t I? I tried. But while elves could feel mana well, they couldn’t convert it to elemental force.’

Conversely, dwarves seemed to understand elemental force but couldn’t feel mana.

‘Now I understand why no one could learn the Elemental Sword for 2,000 years.’

After trying for a long while to feel mana, Golin finally gave up.

“Damn it, magical power is made from mana, so why can’t I do this!”

Golin looked at Zeke and said.

“Can’t be helped. You’ll have to help me.”

“How so?”

“Act as the furnace beside me.”

In other words, he was telling him to create pure fire.

“Understood.”

Since the eccentric craftsman had agreed to the repair rather easily, Zeke nodded.

It was already late, so they decided to start work at dawn tomorrow after sleeping for the night.

Zeke ended up preparing dinner, serving hot soup and soft bread made with ingredients from his inventory.

Tired of the barbarians’ monster meat, 5_8,. ate the food enthusiastically.

While eating, Zeke asked Golin.

“Come to think of it, have you worked with orichalcon before?”

Golin nodded.

“Once. About fifty years ago.”

Golin said while taking a drink of beer.

“It was from the time of the Lubern Dynasty, before the Holy Empire, and it was quite precious. A paladin, or holy knight in Lubern terms. It was a hammer used by a holy knight, made entirely of orichalcon.”

“An orichalcon hammer. How fascinating.”

“Since you treated me to good food, I’ll tell you an interesting story. They say there was a way to artificially create orichalcon in ancient Lubern.”

“What? Create orichalcon, the divine metal?”

“Yes. It’s speculated to be a type of lost holy magic… though others say alchemists used the ‘Philosopher’s Stone’ to change the metal’s composition.”

“The Philosopher’s Stone. In stories it only appeared as something that could turn worthless metal into gold, I didn’t know it could create orichalcon.”

“That’s just a hypothesis. Besides, with orichalcon, you can get as much gold as you want.”

“I suppose that’s true.”

Golin continued while drinking his beer.

“Anyway, when the Lubern Dynasty disappeared, that method was lost forever. If that method had been passed down, orichalcon might have become as common as mithril, though still rare.”

“But if there was a way to create orichalcon during the Lubern Dynasty, shouldn’t there be some amount of that orichalcon still remaining? I’ve never seen any orichalcon items from the Lubern Dynasty period in auction houses.”

At those words, Golin slammed down his beer mug.

“That’s exactly what I mean! This is all because of those greedy Holy Kingdom bastards!”

“What? Why the Holy Kingdom?”

“The Pope declared that since orichalcon was a metal bestowed by god, it belonged to the church itself. So everything made of orichalcon still belongs to the church today.”

“Good heavens. Then all orichalcon items…”

“They’re probably locked away in the Holy Kingdom’s treasure vault.”

Zeke finally understood why the Holy Kingdom was such a wealthy nation.

‘When the Holy Empire fell, they took all the treasures with them. But how did Cain have the Hersion of Goddess Theia made of orichalcon?’

While Zeke was pondering this, Golin took another drink of beer and continued.

“That orichalcon hammer I mentioned earlier probably came from the Holy Kingdom too. The person who brought it to me was likely a paladin. He seemed like an Arch Paladin from his unusual demeanor, but I didn’t ask about the circumstances since it seemed complicated.”

Something occurred to Zeke as he listened to Golin’s words.

‘Hmm, that sounds like Felix’s grandfather.’

There couldn’t have been many Arch Paladins who defected from the Holy Kingdom.

The timing of fifty years ago seemed to match with what Felix had mentioned.

‘An orichalcon hammer from the Lubern Dynasty era. I wonder if Felix’s grandfather had some connection to the Lubern Dynasty’s descendants.’

Perhaps there was something left behind by Felix’s grandfather.

After drinking plenty of beer, Golin continued rambling about what he called interesting stories that had little substance, before eventually falling asleep snoring.

After laying Golin down to rest, Zeke finished allocating his remaining points.

‘Since I have some points, let me expand my inventory. Wonder how much I can increase it.’

He could add four slots per point, so 100 points meant 400 slots.

Though he wanted to expand more, intermediate administrators were limited to 500 slots.

With the expanded inventory, he could hold more items.

Taking advantage of having some free time after a while, Zeke browsed the system shop and purchased various necessary items to store.

“Whew, I ended up spending 2,000 points buying various things.”

Since he needed more points to unlock level 4 dragon race skills, he decided to save the remaining points rather than use them.

After finishing allocating his points, Zeke went to bed with a relieved mind.

* * *

Early the next day, Golin was busy moving about.

He placed the Hersion on the workbench and the meteoric iron armor set on the furnace.

Golin said to Zeke.

“I’m going to melt the meteoric iron armor with pure fire. Get ready.”

Zeke immediately spread the fire force and created pure fire.

WHOOSH!

White fire rose from the furnace.

Golin shouted at Zeke.

“Good! Let’s set the current fire intensity as 1. Adjust the intensity as I tell you.”

“Understood.”

After putting the meteoric iron armor set in the fire, Golin shouted.

“10!”

Zeke adjusted the fire intensity as Golin commanded.

WHOOSH!

Being highly skilled with excellent senses, Zeke could match the exact intensity Golin wanted.

The meteoric iron armor set slowly began melting in the pure fire.

“15!”

The fiercely burning pure fire burned away everything from the meteoric iron armor except the meteoric iron components.

Only after Zeke stayed by the furnace maintaining the fire for half a day could they finally extract pure meteoric iron.

Golin carefully transported the extracted meteoric iron and poured it onto the surface of the Hersion placed on the workbench, as if coating it.

SIZZLE!

The liquefied meteoric iron quickly began seeping into the Hersion.

Golin shouted at Zeke.

“Maintain the fire at intensity 3 until I say it’s done!”

Zeke maintained the pure fire continuously.

While he had focused only on creating large fires when using the fire force, this was his first time maintaining it for so long.

‘This is turning into quite the training.’

While Zeke maintained the pure fire, Golin sweated profusely as he delicately crafted the meteoric iron coating on the Hersion’s surface while wearing a magnifying glass.

Using crafting tools to send magical power, Golin connected the broken circuits of the Hersion and filled in the missing parts.

Golin devoted himself to crafting for three full days without sleep.

Of course, Zeke, who had to maintain the pure fire, also had to stay devoted to the work for three days.

And on the third day, Golin’s work was complete.

“Done!”

Golin, with a haggard face, finished the final crafting and said to Zeke.

“Try activating it.”

Zeke extended his hand toward the Hersion.

[Activating ??? armor.]

[Normalizing suspended functions.]

[Restarting system.]

[Confirming title ‘One Blessed by the Great Dragon’.]

[Confirming Unique Class ‘Immortal’.]

[Converting temporary registration to official registration.]

WHIRRRR!

Suddenly, each joint of the Hersion opened, floated in the air on its own, and attached itself to Zeke’s body.

CRACKLE!

The Hersion wrapped around Zeke’s body.

And another message window appeared.

[Confirming user ‘Zeke Draker’]

[Converting unit to user-exclusive]

The Hersion enveloping Zeke began to transform.