"Dear Carlos, are you here?
"Well done, Ars. Let's get straight to it. There is a good chance that an elephant will approach you from each side when you become a holy knight. Stay away from the city of Fontana for a while before it develops into an extra problem."
"Wow, that's a sloppy order, Master Carlos. After all, wasn't it very good that I was certified as the Holy Knight?
"No, I don't mind that. Rather than that, refusing certification to the Holy Knight would create an unwanted conflict with the Church. Couldn't you say no?
"Right. Well, I'm sure there was nothing I could do about it because I was certified by the Archbishop shortly after I said no. So, you're saying I should be back in Vulcania?
"Right. You are authorized to return to Vulcania to monitor the presence of the second and third immortals. Go back to your territory and watch the woods and be quiet. All right?"
"Okay. I'm going to keep a close eye on the North Forest and serve as a holy knight."
Good.
Carlos summoned me and I thought something was up, but I got the forgiveness to stay free.
Then let's go home without hesitation.
Things have changed for me, so I wanted time to sort things out.
Thus, I returned to the Knights of Barca.
"Iron Sword Slash, Holy Sword Gran Barca, or...... Don't change your name like a native fish, this guy."
"What are you talking about, Lord Ars? It is very interesting information that the ceremony of cleansing by the Church may influence the stage of growth. This could have a huge impact on future weapon-making."
"... Something tells me Grand isn't so surprised that the Iron Slash Sword has turned into the Holy Sword, is it? Why?"
"Hmm, you're right. Speaking of which, I don't think it's because there hasn't been much change from a slashing iron sword to a holy sword. Even before the Holy Sword became, this sword worked for the immortal, didn't it?
"Well, you are. The Holy Sword means a sword that is resistant to corrosion by the magic of the immortal, so it doesn't seem to make that much difference in attack power or anything."
"In a way, the iron slaughter sword was a finished magic sword. Hard to break by the extreme, and easy to cut. I told you it turned into a holy sword, and the value of Gran Barca isn't far from it."
"So, you want to create a magic sword that goes beyond such a grambarca, right? What do you say, Gran? Do you think we can use the bones of the immortal dragon?
"It's not a problem. Awkward, you never dreamed you could get this kind of material and handle it yourself. Dragon bones are known as very valuable weapon defenses in ancient times, Lord Ars. However, there are only a few artisans in history who have the experience to handle it. This is just as lucky as it sounds."
"Right. Well, it's the material I've been saving my life for. Don't waste it. Build a weapon for Tanatos, if you can. I only got this dragon bone because I had his help."
"You know. I'm leaving you to the awkward, Lord Ars."
I got free time out of Carlos in the city of Fontana. I was just back in Vulcania.
And so I decided to work with Gran to figure out if I could make something out of immortal bone dragon material.
But Gran says he has a few things on his mind.
Because, although a dragon bone is a very rare material, there is still a record in itself that weapons have been made with it until now.
He also knows how to make a weapon that some grans were actually made using dragon bones.
With that information in mind, he wanted to figure out how the material of this immortal bone dragon would make use of it.
So I decided to start something different from Gran.
Bones, fangs, etc. go to Gran, and I lay my hands on the remaining immortal bone dragon material.
It was a demonic stone in the skull of an immortal bone dragon.
Tanatos cut it into two pieces, but there was certainly magic left in its demonic stone.
That's what's left of the dark, massive magic that was moving the dragon's bones just by magic.
Place such a magical black and radiant demonic stone on your palm.
It's pretty big when you say it's half done.
A stone packed with the magic of a hemisphere that was originally about the size of a basketball.
There I poured my magic into it.
Pouring magic into demonic stones, that's not the purpose.
One way or another, I was going to use my magic to analyze something called a demon stone.
This is similar to the way you use magic to examine the structure of a lodging you used to do if you ask me.
At that time, I used magic to grasp the bricks used for the inn, and let magic recreate the inn.
I did the same thing.
I stained my magic against the demonic stone in my hand thinly and evenly, and cast a spell [memory preservation] where it went.
Then my magic grasped the structure of the demon stone.
And put the demon stone on your desk once you had it on your hand.
I don't have anything now.
In that state I put my palm up again and activated the magic, recalling the state of the demon stone in the state my brain remembered in [Memory Preservation].
Imagine the first time you magically made a hardened brick.
Until then, only ordinary bricks were known and could not be imagined, but large pig fangs and the like were used to create hardened bricks.
And he succeeded in magically mass-producing the same thing by remembering a cured brick with that real thing.
I tried the same thing with a demon stone that I never knew existed.
"... you can do it"
And the experiment was too successful.
Same demon stone I put on my palm, but it wasn't the original black, but a light blue demon stone appeared in my palm.
Thus did I acquire the art of mass producing demonic stones, stones with magic caged in them.