Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Really - strange metal. Seems like you know what I want to make and what I'm gonna be."

What a creepy, clear sound sounds in the room every time Viola waves a hammer of misrilled silver. Sparks that are struck down are caught in the golden winds that dance through the room, making it more and more radiant.

- Three days.

The number of days that have elapsed since we moved to processing the Orihalcon.

Based in the workshop, the machining of Orihalcon continued in the morning and not at night. It is Viola's valve that once it can be processed, it feels like a very honest, easy-to-handle metal.

"Getting Mr. Uroboros to gear up... sounds like he's integrated even though he's not fixed"

And, Princess Elkham.

Eighty percent of the process has already been completed. The forming Orihalcon parts rise in a golden brilliance and combine alone into my gripping uroboros, as I know where I should fit in. What a strange sight... I also felt the power of the wand increase every time I put it together one by one.

"Theo, are you okay?

"Oh, I'm magically making it up to you, so far I'm fine. Don't let everyone force you either. If you get tired, tell me because I'll make it up to you with circulating smell."

Answering Grace that way, she grins and nods as troubled. Ashley, too, Mallane, Claudia and Rosemary. And Sheila, Illumhilt, Siegmund Olds and Forceto in Serafina. Uroboros moves closer to completion as everyone watches.

"Almost there. Good luck."

"Yes."

And, Viola and Princess Elkham look at each other and nod forcefully.

"Are you two okay?

"We are resting, and it may be because we are compensated for by circulating smell, but I feel empowered."

Right. So can we just keep going to the end?

Sometimes we're seeing an end, and we're all in a state of prayer in line...

Other faces, including Viola and Princess Elkham, take breaks and sleep, but I am clearly attached to Orihalcon except for physiological life time. At least I'm not getting any sleep.

... somehow, but I don't think you can let me cut my feelings until the machining is over. That's why the middle seat was really done at a minimum.

It's not just a survey. The more time passes, the darker the golden mist that surrounds your body becomes.

If Orihalcon is willing, then he has a feeling he's convinced because he's telling me something else.

That's why he barely leaves the front of Orihalcon with Uroboros, allowing him to continue his blistering dialogue while magically relieving the fatigue, drowsiness, depleted health, concentration, etc. he accumulates.

I'm pretty sure that instigation has put a strain on everyone and I'm sorry......

Viola and Princess Elkham have been involved in processing Orihalcon most of the time except for breaks, meals, and sleep, as have Grace and the others who hold hands together to offer prayers in the corners of the room. There's something about me hanging up with Orihalcon.

I've come to see what's happening with all the more patience, even Princess Stephania and Princess Adriana. They've come to plug in food, drinks, etc. … Once I've taken a trip to the workshop, it's somewhat more difficult to leave.

The brilliance of Orihalcon asks whoever comes to the room. The brilliance of dancing around me is also stronger by thinking about me and what I've been doing accordingly. That's why...... take turns taking breaks, visiting rooms, cooking meals...... and praying, to this day.

"A little more...... no. Don't get distracted to the end..."

Many, many times. The sound of the hammer swinging down echoes. Now the golden brilliance of swirling in the room seemed like a flower blizzard.

And that moment came. The moment I wondered if the crystal-clear sound echoed into the room, the golden glow that was winding the vortex gathered around Uroboros. The room is filled with dazzling white light, which gives rise to a sense of certainty about the completion of the wand in your hand.

The last white light is just for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I stood holding Uroboros with both hands.

"Beautiful."

Ashley groans slightly in love. Mallane snorted as she rounded her eyes at the words.

It looks exactly as it was designed with a replica. But the impression was very different from that of the replica because it actually entailed Orihalcon armor as a material.

A dragon wand that shines with neither gold nor silver depending on the angle of view. No, is the color changing slowly over time?

Has the tipped dragon grown all the way around? The abdomen is quite smooth but slightly pungent from the back side. It is decorated to look just like a crown, centered on crystals stretching from the forehead.

It is a form that has protrusions on the tip of the scales at the point of need so as to follow the centerline of the back, and if it is tapped as a weapon, it is likely to sweep off the meat as-is. The four wings paired are also larger than before, but were now small and folded. Each of the dragon statues and the Orihalcon is like a magical creature.

"When you can put magic into it... what happens?

Rosemary asks intriguing.

"Right. I'm curious about that."

Princess Stephania and Princess Adriana are also intrigued.

"Why don't we go out to the courtyard for a little while and give it a try"

It's already dark outside. As everyone watches, go out into the courtyard of the workshop and gently pour in the magic that circulates.

There was a tingling and a feeling of poppy skin. Uroboros and another, I feel the presence of Orihalcon. The kind of response that magic flows in and each amplifies this magic in synergy.

Uroboros is throbbing for fun. The edge of his mouth was shaping his grin. Again, I get a grin on my mouth for responding more than I expected.

The Dragon Wand and the Orihalcon seem to be integrated but separate. Uroboros' own will remains intact. The pale glow of gold dancing around the body is the will of Orihalcon. Then I don't feel the weight of the wand in my hand. It feels as if my will and nerves dwell from stone poking to tip.

A little more magic spreads two pairs of wings. As he increased his power as it was, the excess magic spread from the end of his wings, like wings shining with magic. The crystals stretching from the forehead are scattered like sparks from the ground up to the tip.

"... wow, this is"

Should I say that there are now two engines that have been one, or should I say that a huge fuel tank has been added? There was a bottomless feeling that, to the extent that it was lightly magical, I didn't see anything that was limiting.

It also fills Valor with magic quickly. Valor herself wraps a golden brilliance as she passes through my body. Is this also the effect of Orihalcon? At this point, it's going to reinforce Kimaira Coat and Magic Refill to Cadkeus.

"Apparently… modification is a success"

Claudia smiles.

"Yeah. But I guess we'll have to be careful what we do."

That's what happened when I started using Uroboros - and the moment I thought, there was a change. Keep the magic in your wand. Feels like only the force released outside is narrowly squeezed.

I see...... Metal that absorbs the will and alters the nature. It's better to add and subtract than ever before, and it's gaining momentary power.

Then, even if you hit him with a pointed part, he won't hurt his opponent's flesh at all by destroying only the armor, what an artistic discipline he seems to be able to do.

"True, good luck. Unlike magic props, there's not much I can do to help."

And Alfred says out of favor. Viola and Princess Elkham are also grinning with a sunny look, like feeling innumerable.

"No, I was thankful that you were sourcing hot spring water."

It was highly effective in restoring fatigue and replenishing magic. Drinking too much magic potion doesn't seem good for your health either.

I don't see the limits of the nascent uroboros... but let's just say we'll make sure of that after all.

Calming down the magic, only a strangely comfortable sense of fatigue remained.

"Good luck, guys"

Speak to everyone like whatever it is.

"Go home... Shall we rest?"

"- Yeah. Right."

I smile back and nod, too, at Grace's words smiling calmly.

Life rhythms have gone crazy, and I knew we'd all have fatigue. Mallane is getting a little sleepy, too. When my gaze matched, I was smiled at.

The house is close to the workshop, so I appreciate it at times like this.

"The knights are here to escort us... and we'll go home and let them rest."

Stretch gently so that Princess Stephania can untie her body.

Looks like we'll have escorts for each of the facades of the workshop that will be returning to the royal castle and the entire town of Termwilds.

"Well, good night, Dear Theodore"

"Yes. Have a good night."

We were on our way home after sending goodbye greetings to everyone.