Return of The 8th Class Mage Chapter 123:
Unlike his outward appearance that resembles someone that could battle dragons was unfittingly talking about some business . I mean, as an original member of the master craftsmen, what sort of fire log business nonsense was he talking about?
‘Perhaps, he was talking about it as an amusement . ’
Ian thought that that could be quite possible .
He should enjoy a leisure time that he likes to spend the very long life time .
That would be the only way that he can live without going insane .
If not, he could become another Craven .
“Hey, are you still talking about that **** business?”
“Damn business? In our current circumstances, shouldn’t we try to do something that we can really enjoy like hell? You are the foolish one . Yeah? You guys just think about dying, yeah? You’ve been doing the same thing for the past hundreds of years . Yeah? Don’t live like that!”
“How many businesses have you bankrupted long time ago?”
“Hum! It’s different now . I have built experience!”
As if they were good friends who shared drinks last night, Bertholdo and Jerbio appeared to be close pals . Well, compared to Halia, the husky blacksmith and Dennis, the reserved jeweler, Jerbio looked more like an aristocrat .
“It’s my honor to meet you . I’m Ian Paige . With respect to the business that you’ve mentioned, I will take a look at it as I get more time . ”
“Oh! Are you sincere?”
“Yes, I am . ”
“Thank you! You must be his descendant as you seem magnanimous!”
“Haha… . . ”
That’s how the light introductions were conducted between Ian and the three master craftsmen that assembled after hearing the dragon rumors . The story leading up to the present time has already been informed by Bertholdo .
“As you may know already, I desperately need all of your help at this time . ”
All the master craftsmen of different personalities kept their attention to Ian . No matter what has been said, the everlasting life has become a curse for them . Ian was their unique chance of freeing themselves from that curse and they wouldn’t consider hearing Ian’s words in passing .
“Of course, I’m not asking for help without offering something in return . The power of language, which Fran had used to give you the eternal life, I can imitate it . It’s not sufficient yet, but I plan to improve it continuously . ”
It is when Ian continued to speak .
“How can we trust you?”
There was a voice of doubt .
Was it Halia, the husky blacksmith?
“That power of the language . ”
It was from an unanticipated character .
It was Dennis, the quiet reserved jeweler .
“… . . Trust or not, that’s your free will . However . ”
Ian stopped speaking for a moment .
He immediately gathered mana .
It is better to show by action .
“I do have trustworthy evidence, though . ”
It was believed to be a magic of the ‘language of the dragon’ at one time .
He began to demonstrate the power of that language .
(Attar Hakka . )
Attar Hakka .
Black fire-flower .
The language of the dragon magic, which was once demonstrated to the Fairy Queen, was being displayed by shaping it with the power of the language . The black fire-flower as the name suggests, a powerful black cluster has begun to burn in Ian’s palm .
“… . . It is not an ordinary magic . ”
As the master craftsmen possess the same kind of magical power as the sorcerers, they could immediately recognize that it was not a cluster of fire made with an ordinary mana .
“It appears to be similar to what the man used to do?”
The husky voiced Halia also displayed her approval . The power of the language permeates with the power of mana, rather than physical voice . They must have certainly remembered the character . As it was not a common occurrence .
“I was afraid that you would ask what this was . I am relived . ”
Speaking facetiously, Ian removed the fireball . At the same time, he was freshly surprised . Not too long ago, if he was to wield the power of the language even once, his mana capacity would get depleted . However, he could not feel anything close to depleting at this time . He could say that he did not even have to blink an eye
‘Is it the power of the robe?’
The master piece of Bertholdo .
‘Ian Paige Robe . ’
It was definitely a great item .
“OK! I’ll trust the words of my new business partner . I’ll gladly help you! You did not resemble the man’s face however, I suppose the wives of your ancestors must have been all beautiful!”
Jerbio was the first to decide .
And he even guessed something that was close to a truth .
Wife was beautiful . It wasn’t a wrong statement at all .
“What could I not do if I could die?”
Halia, the blacksmith also made her decision .
Her unique coarse tone of voice didn’t go anywhere though .
“… . . ”
Dennis, the jeweler, quietly walked as well .
That is, towards the statue, where the master piece was stored in .
“Wow… . ! Then we can wake up Dradragon Number 2, Number 5 and Number 7 too? Number 1 and Number 3 must be happy! You will have many friends . ”
“Krrrr… . . ”
“Krrrrreugn… . . ?”
At last, the three master craftsmen stood in front of their respective storage statues . As Craven alluded, Halia stood by the Dradragon Number 2 or the second statue, Dennis at the front of Dradragon Number 5 or the fifth statue and finally Jerbio by Dradragon Number 7 or the seventh statue .
Woooooong-!
It was same as when Craven and Bertholdo removed their master pieces . The unique mana flowed into the statues and out through the cracked open mouths, came the views of the master pieces that were stored for several hundred years . What kind of artifacts would they be? Ian observed with his eyes open narrowly .
‘First that one looks like a staff for sure . ’
As expected, their master pieces were common to their respective field of expertise . First, Jerbio’s master piece was a ‘staff’, and although it was made out of birch wood, there appeared to be flowing luster of a well smelted ore .
‘That was in a storage box, so… . . It must be an accessory . ’
The jeweler Dennis’s creation was inside a small unknown storage box . Based on the shape of it, it appeared to be some kind of an ‘accessory’ for sure .
‘And that … . . A sword?”
Finally, the master piece created by Halia, the blacksmith, was a ‘sword’ . It must be the sword that was made for the first sorcerer, Fran Paige, but why did she make a sword?
“It’s my choice . ”
That’s how Halia responded to that question .
It was just her choice .
“A sorcerer doesn’t mean that he shouldn’t have a sword?”
“… . . Yes, that is true . ”
“Although it would be better if a more skilled swordsman would use it . ”
Translations by AsianHobbyist Website .
At any rate, three artifacts appeared before Ian’s eyes . Ian was especially interested in finding out the powers of the staff and accessory . Wouldn’t they display the equivalent power as the robe, the artifact that Bertholdo gave him, or beyond that?
‘… . . ?’
It was when his anticipation was growing fast .
Ian hesitated, sensing something intrusive .
‘What can it be?”
He was sensing it from very close by . It was not the sense that he detected from the master craftsmen, the artifacts or anything around the Knocking Island . It was someplace much closer, for example .
‘Is it from my body . ’
Ian concentrated mana and his spirit .
It was to locate the source of that disturbance .
‘This is… . . ’
The strange sense was coming from his body as expected .
To be exact, it was something that he had in his possession .
‘Fairy dust… . . ?”
It was when he had renewed the relationship with the Fairy Queen and the family .
The pink fairy queen’s powder that he had received from her .
And the family’s ‘another power’ that he had heard of from her .
(Help . )
He sensed the ‘power of life’ from that pink powder .
The Fairy Queen’s ember that was almost dying out .