Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

Durahan's Armor - Darya wanted to nod in response to Zanardi's question.

However, I was worried about a lot of things, so I looked at my neighbor Volff.

Then he was already staring at himself with the eyes of gold.

I want to see it very much, but if it's bad, I'll stop. With such feelings, Darya returns her gaze.

Volff nodded shallowly.

"Master Zanardi, if you don't mind, could you give me a tour?" I could hardly defeat it with the help of the team leader, so I wanted to prepare for the next defeat. "

Of course, I'd be glad to help you with your red armor, Volfred.

The conversation was soon put together, and I headed to the warehouse where Durahan's headless armor was kept.

The warehouse is said to be downstairs from here.

Thinking about how many rooms there were in the three-part tower, he went down the stairs again.

There aren't many people coming to the third basement floor.

The magic lantern lit up less.

This is it. Except for Durahan, it's not very clean.

There were two keys to the black metal door. It seemed that Durahan was quite alert.

When Zanardi fell down the stairs, there was a maid who cast healing magic.

Maybe it was Zanardi's direct maid.

When she opened the lock, she went in first and turned on the magic lantern.

And he opened the metal door, which rattled.

As I went in, it smelled a little bit like metal, leather, and hay.

In the basement, the room without windows is like a conference room for the monster crusade, or there are two large work benches in the center.

The back wall was a wooden shelf lined with small boxes and drawers with labels.

If I moved my gaze gently, the magic lanterns with high brightness were hung on the left and right walls, and large boxes were placed on the trolleys underneath.

Then you notice it by stepping out.

On the left side of the door, the shelves are lined up with the monster's white skull, leg bones, horns, a turtle-like armor, and a crocodile stripping (haiku).

In the corner of the room, a strip of black snake, about the size of a black snake, is wrapped around it.

Looking over here and opening your mouth tightly, it's a force that makes you unexpectedly stand still.

Darya, are you okay?

Volff asked in a whisper.

I smiled back with a small smile that I was fine because I knew I was worried.

As a magician, I saw the materials of the monster, so there was no fear in this sight.

Rather, it seems that there are materials that are different from the first and second divisions of the magic tool production department, and I am heartfeltly excited.

"I keep it because I think it might be useful for something, but while it increases - I'm thinking of adding another basement floor."

I envy the three sections that can be called Sarari.

For the storage environment and floor area of the green tower, it may be necessary to consider the basement.

Well, it's Durahan.

The maid rattled the black box on the trolley while the words were still spoken.

An escort knight ordered by Zanardi placed the contents of the box on the work desk.

"This is Durahan's armor." It's a crusade in which Volfred also took part. "

Lying on the work desk and cloth is a large black armor.

From the upper part of the body to the lower part of the waist, there is no bony construction, and it feels like a practical product.

I didn't feel any magic power, so if they didn't tell me it was Durahan's armor, I might think it was ordinary armor.

However, this was a part of a monster that had no armor on its head (Durahan).

In my previous life, I read that Durahan was a scary fairy who predicted death and then came to harvest his soul.

In this world, what was in front of me was somewhat emotional.

"The sword crumbled on the seventh day." I don't know if it was made of a different material than the armor or if it was a trick. "

It seemed that there was no longer a Durahan sword. It was a bit unfortunate.

Volff sideways dropped his shoulder in sight.

"Of course, I don't know if I should call this armor." The enchanter and the armour craftsman determined that it was the 'shell'. "

Is it a 'shell'?

"Yes, Durahan's neckless armor is close to metal, but he has no idea how much metal he mixes, and the connections are different from what people make." And if you look at the back-- "

As Zanardi explains, the Guard Knight flipped his armor.

Volff's eyes grew sharp.

Things that Darius does not know seem to be visible to him as a knight.

Xanadi-sama, I wonder if this can't be worn by humans?

"That's right, it's all in one, and it can't be broken down anywhere. There's only one way to get a child or a very skinny person through it. How was the armorless head (Durahan) you saw?"

"My figure is pretty good, everything I see is covered in black cloth, and I remember my feet as black."

It looks a little different than a real creature.

However, Volff was warned during the expedition by [Sikba Shinre] and Durahan.

In other words, is the power of the headless armor (Durahan) soul-like, or is there a "headless armor (Durahan)" that is magical and impersonal?

Darya unexpectedly stared at the armor.

You can touch it with your bare hands, Rossetti and Volfford.

Are you sure?

"Yeah, no problem. All three divisions, as well as Director Uros and other interested mages and magicians, were shown. But no matter who touched it, nothing happened. I lightly applied other possible magic such as fire magic, earth magic, water magic, and wind magic, but the surface was not changed enough to scrape."

It seems that I have tried various things so far.

As far as I could tell, the idea of the shell left behind by the monster seemed right.

"Excuse me."

With permission, Volff raises his armor and shows his side.

When I rotated it one time, I understood that the back side and the chest side were one.

However, you don't know the texture without actually touching it.

In particular, the inside looks different from the outside metal, so I am very concerned.

I tried to put up with the tingling sensation, but I thought I'd never get a chance like this again.

Would you mind if I touched it?

Sure, go ahead.

Zanardi accepted me and turned a smile to everyone in the room. Why?

However, because it is from you, Darya gently reaches out to Durahan.

The surface was hard metal, cold and slightly rough.

Would it be better to have an iron plate and a meteorite with little polishing?

On the other hand, it is strange that the edge treatment does not make the finger feel any caught.

Next, I reached out to the inner side and the outer side, which I was concerned about.

The texture is different from the outside, and the fingers are smooth.

The texture of the neckless armor (Durahan) is certainly different from the "shell", the outside of the shell, and the inside.

I was deeply convinced that not only the way of thinking, but also the actual texture was the same.

What about the inside? Thinking about it, I put my arm deeply into the neck area and checked the inside of my palm.

You have the same feeling of sagging, but there is a feeling of sucking.

"Don't move like that!"

The Guard Knight screamed sharply as he pulled out his sword and stood in front of Zanardi.

Next to it, the maid held the dagger in her hands and lowered her posture.

In front of the pointed sword, Volff stretched out his hand to cover himself.

And they were all an instant, and Darius could not move.

"Um, did I do something rude?!"

As I was told, I asked, turning blue while keeping my posture as it is.

Xanardi quietly said that if there was a problem with putting his arm in his neck, or if he didn't apologize for being ignorant, he would be in a hurry.

Rossetti, stay where you are and look inside the armorless head (Durahan).

"Huh...?"

The inside of the armor was glowing red.

Around the palm of my hand, several lines are floating up in pieces.

However, there was no activation or magic fluctuation.

If Durahan's shell only reacts to you, it's possible that you're a monster or a demon.

No, I'm not a monster, I'm not a demon!

I put my face out from the side of Volff and explained desperately.

You can't be mistaken for a monster that mimics humans, and you can't be caught or defeated.

"Master Zanardi, Darya is definitely a human being!" I guarantee it! We have eaten together many times, but we eat regular meals, and the food we cook is delicious, so the taste is normal. Your pupils don't change shape, you don't have fangs, you don't have fur, you don't have pupils. Your skin is soft and warm. "

Volff will cover for you.

It should be noted that there is something caught in terms of expression, but it is not the point now.

And it's pretty painful to keep talking like this.

"I know you're not hostile to me. Rossetti, please slowly pull out your hands from the armorless neck (Durahan) and gently raise your hands to show us your palms. Mr. Volfford, please show me your palm next to it in the same way. Vega, Mora, put your weapons back."

"But!"

"Stand down, both of you. It's the second time."

The Guardian Knight and the Maid tied their lips tightly and lowered.

His eyes are full of doubts about himself, but he doesn't know how to explain it.

Rossetti, have you ever fought a monster?

"I've smashed the core of the slime."

I've never heard of a slime enchantment, but--what is your magic power?

"Between ten and eleven."

I was in the process of practicing, so I came to this answer.

Other thoughts ― ― Rossetti, do you know that if you eat the core or heart of a dead monster, you could become a magician?

"... I know only that theory. They're not really around."

"You're a magician too, your family has always had monstrous materials in your house, right?" It's also possible that you ate a magic nucleus at a young age without even knowing it. "

I don't think so, but I can't say.

Certainly, there were always a lot of monster materials in the house.

Also, I heard that I was a toddler who really liked to open various drawers and take out the contents.

"Erald, please call for you."

The name of the god with the silver collar echoed.

"Grand Duke Zanardi, I'm in a hurry."

Erald, who had just arrived at the Imperial Castle, came straight to the basement room.

And then I turned my strange gaze to myself in the back.

Oh, Darya-sensei, are you traveling to Section 3?

"No, you invited me to tour it..."

When I put my hand in Durahan's armor, it turned out to be unexpected, I can't say that.

"When Rossetti put his arm in the armorless shell, he saw a red light inside." Other people don't see that happening, so it's possible that you're possibly enchanted without even noticing it. Can you please confirm it? "

Zanardi told me not to wrap anything up.

It's quick, but it's a bit frustrating.

"Okay, just in case. Darya-sensei, can you please put me in your chair?"

As you were told, sit on a chair with a backrest nearby.

Erald stands in front of him in a way that looks down at him.

The silver collar swayed upon his white holy clothes.

"Now, I'd like to borrow your right hand." I hope you can look me in the eye. If you feel sick, please tell me. I'll stop there once. "

Got it.

With his right hand held in both hands, his casual and bright signs disappeared.

Darya inadvertently straightens her posture to him, who had become a completely guru's expression.

"As the temple of Ordine and the deputy temple director, I will now perform a magic power appraisal of Lord Darya Rossetti." Can you approve it? "

Yes.

The green amber eyes in front of me turned dark green, almost sucked in.

I could see the cold magic power flowing in from the palm of my right hand that was touched.

No pain, no nausea.

However, there is only the discomfort of very weak static electricity passing through the blood vessels.

From the hand to the elbow, from the elbow to the shoulder, and from the upper body to the toes of my legs at once, I felt like I was wrapped in a cold, thin cloth from the back of my neck.

Herald's dark green eyes should be his nervous self.

But Darya can see the deep green trees and the sunlight that spills out of them.

This may be magic intoxication. When I thought so, the feeling of magic passing through disappeared.

"It's over, just stay seated for a while, just in case." Some people get drunk with magical powers other than their own.

Eraldo smiles softly as usual.

I thought it was more like him.

Elard gently leaves Darya's hand and turns his face to Xanardi.

"I declare myself a priest in the Temple of Ordine. Darya-sensei was neither a monster nor a demon. However --- there is a small residue of monsters in both hands."

Yes?

Reassurance and confusion came at the same time, and a falling voice emerged.

Didn't you hear that Darya-sensei touched or injured a powerful monster when he was a little girl?

"No, that's not true. I've even touched ice dragons and fire dragons....."

I remember saying that.

There was one monster material that was badly injured.

"Well, a long time ago, if the material---black slime powder--was slightly burned." I touched it with my bare hands when putting it together with the chemical solution..... "

"Oh my, Black Slime..."

Volff, who came next to me, crushed it at a volume that only Darya could hear.

I knew you were worried, but I wanted you to stop looking like you remembered your enemy.

Black slime powder, with your bare hands?

Even Zanardi's voice was cold.

As a magician, I knew best what I had to do.

"It's an embarrassing story. When I was a student, I was treated at the temple only once."

That's why it doesn't matter. Opposite Darya, who tried to continue, Elaldo met with Pon.

"Oh, that's probably it. I don't know if it's black slime powder or magic power when I treat it, but it must have been slightly left. I think it was wrapped in healing magic."

"I see, but if the healing magic of the temple didn't come off, it's more likely that you gave yourself black slime when you touched the powder with your bare hands."

"...... Darya gave me black slime......"

In each word, Darya makes himself smaller and smaller.

"For once, I'm a silver collar, but I can figure it out--it's really faint." I don't know the magic of black slime, but it's not strong enough to use it on your behalf. Even if the magic lines glowed in response, they wouldn't be able to do it from there. However, if you're curious, do you want to completely dispel the spell, or do you want to completely remove the residual magic power? "

"Please, Lord Eraldo!" Ah, excuse me, but how much does it cost? "

"I hope so," she asked in a small voice.

But the silver-collar guru laughed loudly.

"In this tower, I have all of them with me, Mr. Xanadi." That's the rule. "

"No, I'll pay for it myself, if you don't leave a written request..."

No one wanted to dig a hole and bury it, such as the magician who gave himself Black Slime.

I want to avoid leaving the item in the Royal Castle's written form.

Zanardi stopped me as I clenched my fist and begged.

"I'm just talking to you, but I suggest you don't treat it. Oh, it's not for experimentation."

To think of it as a reason was denied earlier.

The head of the third section (the length) glanced at the armorless head (Durahan).

"I admit it's fascinating if you can confirm it, but it's more your magic power." After removing the residual magic power, the magic part will change. In that case, as a magician, you may not be able to grant the same as you do now. "

Huh?

"Have you been burned for a while and had a hard time giving?"

"No, I didn't feel anything in particular. I was told to rest for a while, and I took a magical break."

"You were lucky." It took half a year for a magician in the Imperial Castle to heal his hands before he was able to do his job as before. Still, it feels different than before. "

Now, I'm going to drill a hole in my work as a magician for six months--a consultation I would never be able to do.

I didn't want to change the magic streets if I could, even if the magic stats went up.

However, it is a bit bad for the heart to be reacted to by the headless armor (Durahan).

Also, I'm worried about the difficult edge with Black Slime.

"Rossetti, if you're wondering, why don't you get your hands on Durahan again?" Just in case, if the light gets stronger than before, consider stripping it of its residual magic power. If that's the case, let's see how it goes - how about that? "

"Thank you, Master Zanardi. Please let me do that."

It turned out to be an experiment, but I was interested in Durahan.

I was lost in judgment, so I appreciated the suggestion.

With shyness, curiosity, and inquiry in the mixer, Darya puts her armour into the Durahan.

The blurred red light that could be seen again was just a little grudging.

But it didn't get any stronger, and soon disappeared.

Xanadi and the maid were sketching on the other side of the armor while the red light was shining.

Unlike the magic circle, it was sharp and linear, and no one knew it.

There was a possibility that the magic circle drawn by the monster or something similar would be studied with the mage from here.

In addition, Xanardi ordered his men and Erlard not to talk about Darya's residual black slime magic power.

On the other hand, I felt sorry for getting involved and apologized honestly.

"Although we are on a mission, I apologize for pointing the sword at you." Please don't mind me..... "

On the contrary, the hostility disappeared completely from the eyes of the Guardian Knight and the Maid who apologized.

But I also wanted you to stop putting mercy in there, if you can.

After that, I headed upstairs for a break.

Darya had to wash her hands in the hot water room on the first floor because she had touched Durahan's armor.

Volff, who had only touched it a little bit, was with me.

Darya, good work.

When I finished washing my hands, he said something small to me.

"I'm sorry Volff let me hang out with you."

"No, that's what I said." I think, surprisingly, a lot of people don't realize that they're like Darya. If you're a good user of monstrous materials, that's likely to be the case. "

I'm happy to follow Volff.

I felt the tension and fatigue so far beside him.

"But I was surprised. I didn't notice the magic power of Black Slime at all....."

Having said that, Volff laughed beautifully.

"I was a little surprised too." I didn't expect Darya to be the [Devil of Black Slime]. "

"...... [Slight black slime, with magic]...?"

And Darya, narrowing her eyes, lifted up her mouth a little, and looked at him.

He broke himself deeply and apologized to him.

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