"Hiss... so hot." Shesi felt as if his thin clothes were about to ignite from the heat. Sabzan waved his hand, and an energy barrier covered Shesi, who instantly felt much cooler. He then began to look around... How to put it, although it was similar to what Shesi had imagined, he was still somewhat disappointed. It was a very spacious but not very tidy furnace room.
"She... Shesi, do you know the most important thing about a magic circle?"
"Mana?"
"No, it's not to draw it wrong."
Shesi:...You old man still have the leisure to joke around now.
"To be precise, it's the Texture (patterns). Mana moves within the drawn patterns, thereby forming magic that operates without human control, or magic that is difficult for the brain to calculate. And the patterns can be said to be the veins of the magic circle; if it cannot bear the burden, even the strongest magic circle cannot be cast." Shesi fell into thought upon hearing this.
"However, if extracted steel is used, it can." Sabzan said, then pulled out a sword from the tattered pile behind him. He exerted force with his hand, and the sword's blade snapped, but a small piece in the center of the blade remained unbroken.
"This is a basketball... no, a sword blade I made for a friend's child before, with some extracted steel mixed in. You try it." Sabzan threw the sword to Shesi. Shesi reached out to catch it but was stopped by Sabro, who then stepped forward and caught it with both hands. However, the small blade was extremely heavy. Sabro also dropped a bit before he could lift it with effort. Seeing this, Shesi said,
"[Weight Control]."
Sabro finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Shesi held the sword in his hand, looked at the position of the blade, and then tried to use magic on it.
"[Flame]." The small sword in Shesi's hand immediately burst into scorching flames. Shesi then looked at the sword blade on the ground next to him and used flames again, immediately realizing something was off. Both the feel and the mana consumption were much easier and more effortless with this sword blade.
"You feel it, right? But as you've seen, not to mention the price of extracted steel, just the weight alone means the amount needed for your weapon is not something you can easily handle. What's more, the magic circle... not to mention that very few people in the Demon World can engrave magic circles on extracted steel, even if they could, if they make even one mistake, the entire extracted steel would be ruined. So, although your proposed weapon is very imaginative, it's something very difficult to achieve. While the weapon itself cannot be made, I can let you see the data for the Demon King's weapon that you wanted to see." Sabzan said, but then turned his head to see Shesi deep in thought, looking down.
"Hey, Shesi, are you listening to me?"
"Hmm, what if we were to take the extracted steel needed for the magic circle, engrave it, and then reattach it? Would that be feasible?" Shesi proposed his idea.
"This... it could be worth a try." Sabzan pondered for a moment before replying.
"But the extracted steel, you..."
Shesi directly reached out and pulled out the black gold magic card his grandfather had given him.
"Would 500 million be enough to forge a weapon entirely out of extracted steel?"
Sabzan: (No ordinary child can just pull out 500 million, can they? I was even thinking of using my own private stash.)
"Ye... yes, but I wanted to ask what the circle on this design is for. Is it decorative? Should this also be made of extracted steel?" Sabzan asked after examining the design carefully again. Although the entire weapon could be said to be highly practical, the circle on it, and the special note to use the most resilient material for its construction, puzzled Sabzan. If it were just decorative, there would be no need to use such resilient material.
"That..." Shesi was a little embarrassed to say... This was a lasso that Shesi had designed based on Baal's weapon, which he knew from his previous life was a gun, so it could disarm... "It's for... countering guns..."
"Guns?" Sabzan looked deeply at Shesi. He had never told anyone about Baal's matter, and Baal had left after getting the gun, so it didn't exist... and it was even less likely to be from Baal's side... A coincidence?
"Alright, I understand. You two can go now." Sabzan replied, then turned around and started shooing them away.
The two were about to leave after hearing this.
"Wait, Shesi, even at the fastest, your weapon will take six months. As for the magic circle, I'll help you..."
"Oh... no need, I can engrave it myself." Shesi waved his hand upon hearing this.
Sabzan turned around in surprise upon hearing this.
Only a few families can engrave common magic circles. The magic circle on this weapon couldn't possibly be one of those common ones. You say you can engrave it?
"Hmm, Iruma-kun seemed to say that Shesi could engrave teleportation magic circles? I think it was at Idol..." Before Sabro could recall, Shesi covered his mouth and swore to himself that he would have to properly educate his younger brother when they got back. If his identity were ever accidentally exposed, it would definitely be because his brother blabbed.
"Teleportation magic..." Sabzan was surprised again. Teleportation magic was already advanced magic; above that were ultimate magic... forbidden spells. If this 15-year-old boy could engrave it, then... "Sabro..." Sabzan looked at Sabro.
Sabro looked at his father in front of him upon hearing this.
"Although I still don't think you can become the Demon King, but... since you want to, then go ahead and try." Sabzan finished speaking and then ushered the two out.
Shesi looked at Sabro's blushing face.
"Why are you blushing, you teapot? Hahahahaha!"
"I am not blushing."
When Shesi arrived at Sabro's house, something was also happening with Iruma.
"Babyls Classroom Dormitory." Only Teachers could enter, the threshold was extremely high, and the noble cultural artifacts were also the admired living quarters for demons... at least, that's what everyone believed.
"It stinks! Who was in charge of laundry today? Did they forget to wash it?" Ong Ji (fourth-year Teacher)
In the living room:
"The loser treats, okay?"
"Huh? I'm not good at racing games!"
"Hehe~ I ordered pizza~"
"Hey, hey, after we're done, let's watch the Idol Grand Battle Tournament recording, okay?"
"Ah... still watching? You're really an Idol fan."
"Of course~ I'm..."
Ding-dong, the doorbell rang.
"Oh! Coming, coming! Welcome~ My... pizza..."
Momo Zmuel (second-year Psychiatric Teacher) opened the door... but it didn't seem to be the pizza delivery. After all, why would Kalego be delivering pizza... And there's Daleth! Daleth, why are you carrying a small red flag!
"Huh?! Teacher Kalego?!"
"Huh? Iruma-kun is here too? Why are you here?"
"Hi, hi~ We are the Teacher Dormitory tour group."
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