The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

Mad Hunter's magic armor.

"Are you sure?

And it seemed that Mad himself was not trying to make this intent.

Sure, if you normally try to make magic armor, which costs money and requires material. Nobody likes debt.

"I don't want money. Well, I'll take care of it. Let's make the best of it."

Somehow, I thought to myself that it was a dialogue like NPC, like a mechanical old lady who helps the hero with good intentions.

Something about being driven by a willingness to create and neglecting profits, that's exactly it.

But if it's a game, bring me these parts because I need them this way, I guess there's such a usage event......

There is no way to reproduce the weapon that became an 'armored mobile infantry' in Mad's world, so make it in the direction of a power suit.

Mad also accepted that the fuselage should not be too large in this world. The answer is that the experience of fighting in this world as a mercenary would be no difficulty up to a size of three meters.

Got it.

So while we packed the story about Gaea and the design and production of the previous magic armor, Mad had us move our power suit, Vigilanti.

His magic armor was not equipped with a copy core (golem core), but now his magic armor and Willidis' vigilanti are loaded with it.

Naturally, I'm going to put a golem core on Mad's new model as well, so I'll get used to the core so it's easy for him to move.

Unlike the previous magic armor, the arm control is lever-type, but Mad responded quickly. Instead, they say this one comes tighter. That's fine.

In addition to the usual specifications of Vigilanti, Mad also had the type equipped with a high mobility booster pod moved. They will then be asked to use a variety of things, including weapons and prototype ones, to try out what was in their taste and good tactics.

"Well, Mr. Gaea"

Behind the Willidis Mansion, in an underground research section factory, I asked Gaea, an elf female engineer.

Let me talk to you about this magic armor.

"Yes, master. Mad Hunter's magic armor is made of a magic metal that has a wind attribute called Aerial Steel."

"Aerial steel?"

That's the first name I've ever heard. Gaea pointed to the physical object on the desk.

"Of the elves, it's a mineral called Vol, which contains a lot of magic, but with this we mix the wind demon stone crushed or the fairy scaly powder to process it into metal. Then you can have Aerial Steel, a magic metal with wind attributes."

"What's Vol? Is that the only mineral you know about elves?

I wonder if I can use it without mining it. Gaea shook her head sideways.

"No, I should have dealt with Dwarves as well. Though the name seemed different. But I don't think the humans probably know or have ever dealt with it."

The blonde elf gave her an up-and-coming gaze with regret.

"The truth is, there was a decision not to teach humans..."

"Oh, I just heard it from you."

Well, I kept it a secret from humans, so I never saw it or heard it before.

"You're a wise man for saving the inside, so perhaps you can forgive me -"

"If it turns out to be like being imprisoned for a crime, you should take refuge at my place. We'll do everything we can to protect you."

I used my position as a master to ask, and I would have one end of the blame.

"Hmm? What's up, Gaea?

Elf women who have hardened up, hah.

"No, I'm sorry. You told me you'd protect me too instantly, so I was a little impressed."

"... let's keep talking"

It gets lighter when I think about it too much, so I'm just going to move on.

"Aerial steel, but do we have to use a mineral called Vol? Other materials, don't they tie together crushed demon stones?

"No, I still don't think that's a problem"

Gaea smiled small.

"I just used Vol because it's a relatively mineable mineral, and other minerals and metals like Cobalt and Mithril are fine. As you may know, the master is an adventurer, and so are swords of magical attributes, such as aerial and other magical steels, if you ask the elves."

……

"What is it, Master?"

A weapon of magic metal with elves and dwarves that are out again. Magic swords and spears with attributes, were you talking about those, or this magic metal?

Bread, and I slapped myself gently on the cheek. Gaea is frightened.

"And Master!?

"Gaea, you're not guilty of anything."

"Yes?"

"If Aerial Steel and I can make other materials, not Vol, I can make them now."

"What the hell!?

"Hey, what does magic metal with thunder attributes say?

Stunning Gaea returns me to my question.

"Eh, would it be frugal steel if it was thunder"

"Furg. I made that Furg steel sword once."

Lightning Sword loaned to Early. It is a magical metal sword made by separating and fusing misrilled silver and thunderous demonic stones.

If Gaea is right, the details are different, and I'm going to have that technology too.

"Mithrilled frug steel......"

The nagging and gaea trembled. What's the matter with you?

"No... If it's not Master Smith, the magic metal in Mithril..."

Yeah, that's all I'm saying. It's tough for the world, I think, but that's probably it. If you try to learn from scratch, you'd be the type of guy who takes years or so to remember to get his training tapped into his mind.

It's the same pattern as public magic mastery. Remember the spell - the magic textbook at the School of Magic Knights made me the bottom of the stack of books on the spot.

At a time when the knowledge of such useless textbooks is passing by in common sense, it also means that you know that I will be pulled by a higher magic class instructor.

Whoa, that's what we talked about. There will be nothing wrong with it because I can make it.

"All right, Gaea. Let's figure out what kind of magic metal to use for armor on Mad's new fuselage."

Steel that can be attributed an attribute effect. It doesn't follow by magic characters, but by using materials, so depending on what you do, you can always activate a magic effect on the armored surface or create something that is terribly hard but light.

Heh, heh - I was unconsciously spilling a laugh.