Solo Swordmaster

#313. It’s three challenges.

It’s like making a new magic tool.

It wasn’t that difficult for her, a great witch who has lived for thousands of years.

However, even as Shir, there were three problems that were difficult to solve with only one’s own power in order to manufacture Dagda’s Cauldron.

“First is the material.”

Cyril calmly explained, folding a finger as white and fine as a white jade.

“Originally, special materials are needed to make good magic tools. Even more so if you are a god.”

Tears of Mermaids.

Joint pain in newborn babies.

Iron touched by the breath of God.

The gait of a cat over a hundred years old.

brass bull’s horns and hides, etc.

Unless it is a rare material with its own mystery, it cannot handle the powerful magic power.

However, he said that he did not have such a material, and even if he obtained it from now on, he did not know how long it would take.

The moment Sir said the first difficult problem.

What returned was a calm voice.

“Take it easy. Whatever material is in the world, our Leviathan will find it.”

Li Qingyu chuckled.

Leviathan is also one of the conglomerates that has gained all the wealth in the world, even if it lags behind the Seven Dragon Group.

You could get anything money could buy, no matter how rare the treasure.

“I help too.”

Ainsha also expressionlessly promised to help.

The Divine Alliance, where God exists and has many priests including saints, is the largest magic organization in the present age.

If it was a church with even a little bit of power, at least a few special materials were stored as standard.

And it wasn’t that difficult to buy a few of those materials from Ainsha, who could negotiate directly with God as a priest.

Tiamat wasn’t a company that was going anywhere with money either.

“…the world has become so much better. You can get anything with money.”

“It was the same in the past, so why are you doing it all over again?”

“Well, baby, you are right.”

Shir laughed.

Even in the era when magic tools were no different from strategic materials, if you had money, you could get most magical materials.

It was no wonder that the material itself became easier to obtain in the current era when the value of magic tools decreased with the advent of items and the scale of the economy increased.

The only problem is that even if there are materials, there are fewer people who can turn them into magic tools.

That’s why Sir folded his second finger and said.

“But the second problem will be difficult to solve with money.”

“what is that?”

“It is an assistant.”

It seems that this can be solved.

Shir said with a strange smile.

“If you have enough materials, you can make a new object, but it takes at least a year for me alone. But then it’s too late.”

“So you need someone to assist you?”

“It is. Especially if you want to do this in a short period of time, you need to be at least the archwitch or adult level.”

“If you’re an adult, I’ll get one…”

“As a bonus, having experience in manufacturing new magic tools and being proficient in the ancient magic I use is also a prerequisite.”

“…”

It was an instant.

Ainsha, who was confidently stepping out, became depressed.

Looking at Ainsha, whose shoulders were drooping with an expressionless face, Limon frowned.

“Will it be difficult after all?”

“If you know Lee, don’t ask…”

“Are you saying there’s no one in the Holy League who can satisfy Sir’s conditions?”

Li Qingyu tilted his head.

Beings that normally live for hundreds of years are Superhumans of the Absolute class.

As such, the Holy League has always had at least one saint, and there were several saints in the Holy League at the time.

But there is no one among them to help.

To Li Qingyu, who was puzzled, Ainsha said in a blunt yet weak voice.

“I wonder if one new magic tool will be made every 100 years. There are only two adults in the Holy League who have ever made something like that.”

Of course in this iron age.

Even in the Age of Heroes, there were few people who could make divine magic tools.

It was because even the most religious church had to spend enough money to gather the ingredients.

Besides, there is no guarantee that you will be able to make a divine magic tool just by spending that much money.

Magic tools are close to works of art if you dare to compare them.

This is because even if the Archwitch or an adult puts in a lot of effort for several years, poor results could come out.

If it was possible to mass-produce even general magic tools in the first place, magic would not have been treated as a traditional craft after the item appeared.

“Furthermore, it is similar to the witch’s magic priest’s magic, but completely different. Especially when it comes to ancient magic, there are very few priests who study it, even as a hobby.”

Priest’s magic allowed by God.

Black magic that violates the taboo of the gods.

A witch’s magic that barely crosses the boundaries between the two.

All of these magics had the same starting point in that they deceived the providence, but they had completely different directions.

Even for an adult who knew about ancient magic that was used thousands of years ago, it was rather strange to have it.

“If it’s difficult among the adults, I’ll have no choice but to look for it among the great witches.”

“It’s difficult… Witches are hiding. Archwitch hides especially well. It is not easy to find.”

“Besides, even if you find it, there’s no law saying you’ll always be fluent in ancient magic.”

“…It is difficult.”

Li Qingyu could not hide his puzzled expression.

In this era where you can buy anything with money, it was impossible to create talented people who did not exist at all.

“That’s why I said it was a difficult task.”

When Shir had a bewitching smile on Li Qingyu’s declaration of surrender, as if he knew it.

Yuna-kyung, who had been tilting her head alone, opened her beak.

[Hey, witch sister. Does it have to be a living person?]

“What does that mean?”

Maybe it’s because of such a stupid question.

When Shir asked with a puzzled expression, Yuna-kyung scratched her head with her wings and answered.

[If it’s Shera, I’m afraid that the conditions the witch sister said will be satisfied.]

“… Huh?”

That moment.

Sir blinked his eyes.

Even when I heard that Limon asked me to make a divine object, I was dumbfounded, but Yuna-kyung’s suggestion was a step higher than that.

It was Limon who received Yuna-kyung’s words on her behalf.

“Hmm, Nakyung is a worthwhile proposal, not like you.”

[What’s not like me? I’m a smart baby bird in my own way!]

Whether Yuna-kyung is hot or not.

Limon looked back at Sir with an interesting expression.

“How are you going to do it? It sounds pretty plausible to me.”

Shera is originally a saint of muse.

In addition, as he is the one who borrowed Sir’s power to create the deep-black violin, he is also proficient in the production of magic tools and ancient magic.

In other words, if you look only at the conditions, it is exactly the assistant that Sir wants.

There is one problem.

That Shera is a ghost.

“…Really, you and Aga are absurd. You and your master are your familiars.”

[Oh, is this such a ridiculous proposal?]

“Well?”

In response to Yuna-kyung’s question, Shire twitched her own lips and fell into thought.

Borrowing the power of the spirit from magic is common enough that there is a lineage of necromancy in the first place.

The problem was the level of the Spirit.

Even if it is a ghost, an adult is an absolute class.

If they descend incorrectly, they can take lives or even destroy entire countries. In some cases, they are even more dangerous than demons. To

use the ghost of such a saint as an assistant?

It is more common sense to use an aircraft carrier as a fishing boat.

It was an idea that Yuna-kyung was able to come up with because she had watched the ghost of a witch in the London confrontation scene and had seen the absolute class dying out thanks to Limon.

But if it’s just a matter of whether it’s possible or impossible…

“…Oh, I don’t know if you’ll become a more interesting familiar than I thought.”

[Yes?]

“It means that we will have to take some steps, but it will be possible anyway. Instead, you should join as an assistant.”

[Why me?]

“Now Shera is a spirit, so her mind is unstable. That’s why you have to help.”

[If it’s just an assistant… you just have to do what you’re told, right?]

Yuna-kyung reluctantly agreed.

Anyway, after confirming that the second conundrum had been solved, Limon put on a grumpy expression.

“I think there is only one last problem left with this, do you want to do it?”

“Why are you laughing so much?”

“It makes a master happy when he sees a slave who tried to goof around and failed.”

Limon laughs mischievously.

Seeing him, Shir laughed.

“Don’t like it that much already. Because the last problem is really insoluble.”

“The price and the limit, right?”

“…did you know?”

“A rough guess.”

Is it really like Noh Kang-ho?

To Limon, who pointed out the third problem before he could even say it, Sir said with a sigh.

“okay. As you said, the third and final problem is that even if you restore Dagda’s cauldron, you won’t be able to extract truly infinite food.”

Words that overturn Limon’s plan, which thought Dagda’s cauldron as a solution, from the ground up.

But no one was surprised.

Li Qingwi, Ainsha, and Yuna Kyung.

Because it was a fact that was already known or expected.

“…No matter how sick you are, it means that it is a magic tool in the end.”

“Yes, magic tools are products of magic after all.”

[And that magic always requires a price…]

“That’s right.”

Sir nodded.

And he added an explanation in a languid voice.

“The reason Dagda’s cauldron gave birth to infinite food is because faith was paid for, and the population was smaller than it is now.”

At that time, the population of the Roman Empire was only in the tens of millions.

Moreover, as long as there were basic food reserves, no matter how severe the famine, it was not necessary to actually extract food for more than 10 million people.

That alone was worth showing off as infinite.

However, the combined population of the Seventy-Seventh Republic of China and the Holy League is over one billion.

It was not an amount that even God could handle.

It was even more so in this Iron Age, when it was difficult to gather powerful magic with only faith, as people believed in money and power more than gods.

“Can you solve this problem too?

Sir asked sarcastically.

This is the inherent limit of magic.

Even if all the gods of the Holy League gathered their strength, there was no way Limon, the swordsman, could solve the difficult problem.

So it was.

That’s why Syrr blinked at Limon’s answer.

“okay.”

“huh?”

“I’m not sure, but maybe I can work it out.”

“What kind of joke is that?”

It’s like I can’t believe it.

Looking at Sir, who was suspicious, Limon laughed.

And he got up from his seat.

“I want you to follow me. I have something to show you.”

I tried to show it at least once, but it went well.

Shir, who looked at Limon with interest as he spoke and walked slowly, hugged Yuna-kyung and followed Limon.

So after a while.

The moment I entered Limon’s training room in Leviathan.

She couldn’t help but open her eyes wide involuntarily.

“…Baby what is this?”

It’s like he doesn’t know what he’s looking at.

Limon calmly replied to Sir, who asked with a shy face uncharacteristic of an old-fashioned archwitch.

“The solution I have prepared.”