Maximilien is a master of alchemy.
He can freely craft alchemy substances of level 3 or lower. If the combustible material even touched the tip of his finger, the magical energy that had penetrated quickly collapsed the structure and reassembled it as he wanted.
But this in itself isn't that great. The scale and speed of alchemy are purely a matter of dealing with magic. If you have minimal basic knowledge, alchemy is an honest and uninteresting skill that only responds to the amount of magical energy you infuse. How powerless it is because you can't alchemy things that contain other people's energy or magical power.
But Maximilian's alchemy is special. That is due to a talent different from his magical power or physical strength.
A view of the world as a set of gears. The intelligence to build it up from the bottom up. The will to imitate all things, even reason, with a cog wheel.
He was created by combining them into one, and he is a great man who can build a castle on his own even from the bottom.
“Sheesh. With a sense of naming… !”
The returner grabbed Jizan and ran forward. It was meant to ward off the raging gears, but his trained intuition sensed the danger.
something is falling
The returner shook his head. A huge shadow fell over her.
“An arm of steel?”
Tiny cogs crawled over Maximilian's body like industrious ants. From cogs as small as an ant to the size of a human head. The cogs crawling out of Maximilian's whole body snapped together to form a gigantic, bizarre arm.
Teeth that act as muscles, teeth that act as joints, and teeth that act as bones.
Various serrated teeth are exquisitely assembled to form a single shape. Its appearance was as if imitating a human body with a cog wheel, and it had a strange figurative beauty.
The shoulder blades are back. Tick, tick, tick. Rusty shoulders screamed, and a gigantic mechanical pole about three meters in length moved like a human.
A mechanical arm that stands out with its rugged formative beauty. There, you can hear the sound of iron pounding on the sea filled with iron nails. There is not even a fuss in the foam of metal. Even the sound is heavy and profound.
Maximilian, who raised his steel arms, exclaimed joyfully.
“Doryongcham, was it? Fresh! Got some great inspiration! Where, try it!”
The gears turned, and the steel arm struck the regressor. A huge saw blade fell over the returner's head.
“Doryongcham is completely different from that!”
Against a gigantic steel arm with saw blades, the regressor faced Jizan and raised it. She looked like a reckless attempt to block the waves with her stick, but Jizan was the stick she could do.
Shocks hit each other. Broken cogwheels poured over the regressor's body, and the steel arm that had bounced off Jizan shook Maximilian's whole body. With the roar in between, both sides took a step back from each other.
Maximilian shouted, changing the shape of the steel arm.
“The power of a demon! Feel so good. very good!”
“I hate it!”
“Let’s risk each other’s lives and join forces!”
“If you’re going to die, just die alone!”
The returner shouted and grabbed Jizan. Behind her vision, a newborn baby of steel made by Maximilien passed. The sound of scratching the ground was terrifying. If it goes on like this, that serrated steel wheel will attack the wagon.
For a brief moment, the returnee was worried.
'I can't afford to deal with the toys made by the cadets! Yes, let's trust our colleagues! Because I can't hurt my comrades with this kind of toy!'
uh? do you believe
Thank you for that.
The Regressor's Faith appeared in the form of a giant steel cog, rolling wildly towards me and the chariot.
“Wow. What is that.”
The steel wheels, which were red hot from friction with the road, rolled as if trying to destroy the world. The overwhelming majesty that stimulates the primal fear inspired my desire to escape.
The belief of the returner is not too heavy and scary. If that's the case, just don't believe it.
I looked back at the condition of the car. The front part of the carriage is horribly broken thanks to the returner's harpoon, which was forced to advance earlier.
Fortunately, the carriage developed with the assumption of battle was designed so that it can roll even if the front is destroyed as long as the power is intact, and that power is now provided by Tyr. That is, it does not dry out.
“It won’t break if I put another one here.”
I mumbled and twisted the control stick.
Heading towards the steel cogs approaching us.
“day off?! Dangerous!”
Historia, who got into the carriage, called out in a hoarse voice, but I ignored it and pushed on. Steel cogs scrape the front of the wagon one after another. Dadadadadang, the sound of the rivers crashing into each other was heard one after another.
However, the carriage was only slightly damaged, and it easily withstood the attack of the steel cogs.
“it's okay. The Alchemy Steel strengthened by Tyr's power is roughly level 4. Even with a level 3 alchemy steel that was improvised, it didn't even get scratched. It needs to be an Azi missile to destroy it. like there.”
“bruise!”
Another steel cog was being blocked by Aji with Azi missiles. Aji ran quickly and slammed her to the side, and the steel cogs that seemed to swallow her world swayed left and right in vain. Aji proudly shrugged as if she had completely protected us.
“Rotation is a force in itself. A wheel that rotates so strongly has inertia more than its weight. It's a lot easier to block from the front than it is to hit from the side.”
“bruise?!”
Aji, unaware of the power of rotation, was bewildered to see the gears staggered and still maintained their balance.
Embarrassed, I had to use a spinning round kick in which I put my front foot on the ground and then I turned around and kicked it with my back foot. Even the rotating cogs could not be helped by Aji’s sincerity and the power of using all four legs, so it was terribly distorted and flew into the air.
After all, if the body is good, the head can be comfortable.
“Well, it’s the same here. Tyr, can you stand it?”
[No problem. But, it's a wheel that rolls on my own. It's pretty unique stuff. I can't figure out how to use it, but where is it used?]
“It’s what drives us.”
[Oh. I see.]
Fit geek.
A fight between a wagon and a cog wheel. Originally, a collision on the road would have to inflict serious damage on both sides, but the 1 Tyr power wagon, which reinforced the hull with power and used a vampire as its power, proceeded steadily regardless of the impact.
The saw blade pierced between the driver and passenger seats, but failed to break further and was silent.
The cog wheel, which had run out of energy, became a decoration embedded in the front of the carriage. However, the handle does not work because it has entered too deep. It seemed that the front wheel, which had reached the alarm, was now completely crushed.
Hmm. The front wheel must have already been smashed anyway, so let's fix it a bit.
“great. Historia! Come here for a second, grab the handle and pull it out.”
“… for a moment! wait!”
The best way to get someone to take the wheel is for me to let go. The world needs one person who has to drive, and if I miss that duty, someone else will take over.
As soon as I let go of my hand, Historia, desperate to fill the vacant seat, slid into the driver's seat.
“hey! What if I let go of the handle!”
“it's okay. Because someone other than me will catch you. like you.”
“It’s crazy… !”
“ah. And now the steering wheel is broken and I'm trying to fix it urgently, could you please pull it out for a moment?”
“Are you going to fix the steering wheel while running? Broken like this?”
Historia was skeptical, but obediently did what I told her. She crossed her legs and wrapped her handle around the neck, then straightened her knees and pulled them out at once. Losing her control, her front wheels rattled like crazy.
In the meantime, I pulled out the skewer and headed towards the saw blade.
It's not a terribly complex structure. Maximilian is a master of cogwheel craft, and he realizes the truth that the simpler the structure, the greater the durability and utility. Regardless of whether you like it or not.
“This is enough to do.”
I put a skewer in the seam between the teeth. The center of the storm is said to be quiet, but it is an immovable presence full of power. The skewer swayed like a sailboat drifting in the storm.
“It’s a cog made by Director Maximilian. Even you can't figure out the structure in a short time… .”
couldn't What if I ran into this device on the bare ground with no one around?
But this cog wheel was invented by Maximilien. He alchemized the gears and built up this structure at once.
Thanks to this, I also learned a little about the structure while reading thoughts. If you recreate it right away, you can't do that because it will run out of magic power, but you can still process things that already exist.
“Rialke.”
If you inject magical power, the structure will collapse. Poke the skewers in between them as if to shape them. A few teeth were removed and the power unit was placed in the middle of the smashed axle. It doesn't match the standard.
However, it is battle alchemy to ruthlessly reconcile minor differences that do not mesh. It was forged by gathering the magical power that had been preserved. It wasn't made on the ground, it was just processing what was already there, but all the magic was drained out.
I like things with a lot of horsepower. I grunted and clamped the broken shaft firmly. A clicking sound is heard.
It was just a makeshift, but this gave the wagon full of romance with a large blade hanging on the front instead of a wheel.
Historia frowned, put the handle back on, and twisted it. As a result, the saw blade changed direction left and right. Historia murmured that it was ridiculous.
“… battle alchemy. But, if you don’t know the structure, you won’t be able to use it.”
“The structure is surprisingly simple. What seems complicated is that there are a lot of useless cogs. In fact, if there is enough power, it will roll somehow. Even if the efficiency is only 10%, the applied force is large.”
And now this wagon is running on a Tyr engine.
The blade rotates again. This time, not toward us, but toward the other side. Cogs have no eyes, so they don't know who made them. It just works.
“therefore. What are you going to do with this saw blade? Are you going to hit anyone with this?”
“Wow, what a great plan, Historia! There was a way!”
“What?”
It must have been meant to be sarcastic, but Historia got the correct answer perfectly.
I was thinking of hitting Maximilian with this.
“A director with wheels on his feet is faster than a wagon. I can’t keep up.”
“Then we can raise the output.”
Unlike other motive powers, the more we look at our motive power, the stronger it gets.
“Tyr! Now it's time to move on to the next step! Give it back faster!”
[…] More, faster? But hey, no matter how hard you apply force, this is holding my hand and turning it. As long as my body has a human body, it can't be faster than this.]
but. Being strong doesn't necessarily mean being fast. Tyr's power is only effective within his body, and that's why his speed isn't that fast.
In order to move quickly, force must be applied by exploding energy to push the body away, or by pulling the ground. Just as Tyr can't jump on his own, no matter how strong Tyr is, he can't achieve tremendous speed with his slender and short limbs. It is structurally inefficient.
In the first place, we came in a wagon to overcome the racial problems of Tyr's slow movement speed and the midday sun.
still. There is still work to be done. This is not the limit of the car. Look at Maximilian. She is chasing the swift movements of the regressor by spinning the cogs that stretched across her body to her will.
Not only did the cogs spin and transmit power, but because all the cogs had their own power and moved on their own, he was able to move much faster than his original speed.
“It’s the same with us! Tyr! If this car is a body, each cog is like a muscle! Let the blood seep into your muscles and grab them and move them like you would a move!”
[Ooh. got a sense Don't try it once.]
Immediately after Tyr's reply was heard, darkness penetrated into the vehicle body.
Until now, Tyr, who did not understand this structure, only strengthened the body, but never thought of moving with power. Well, I have nothing to say. Because he didn't fully understand it until then.
But reading Maximilian's thoughts is different now.
“And turn it all around! From the center axle to the end of the wheel! All at once!”
[The House of Darkness, I rule it.]
A dark aura emanated from inside the car. The car accelerated sharply. The wind blows even stronger with my forehead in the front seat.
I opened my eyes and aimed at Maximilian in front of me. He was just on the eve of his fifth clash with the returnee.
“History! It's you who's behind the wheel! Decide who you're going to put in, now!”
“… Hey, do you really have to do this? If you attack, there is no turning back.”
“It’s already too late anyway! you have to choose If you don't like it, we'll fight and die!”
The regressor and Maximilian, who are busy competing with each other, gradually get closer. The carriage under the control of the vampire rushed forward with a far more terrifying force than before. Even with a vicious steel saw blade hanging in front.
Historia clenched his teeth.
“… You and Shiati. Everyone, it's just going all the way to the end… . Trying to see the end somehow! Why don't you know how to stop at the right moment… !”
“I did not know? People tend to lean more in when there's someone trying to stop them!”
Now it was far away. No more time to think. If you don't change direction, you'll hit both.
Historia, who had been contemplating, suddenly broke the steering wheel.
That direction… It was Maximilian.
'The director unconditionally kills Huey and Shiati. But at least the cutie won't… . If you have to stand on two feet. Choice, no choice. no.'
The rotating saw blade hung instead of the front wheel went on with a terrifying force. Maximilian's eyes widened when he noticed a rotating saw blade that was suddenly approaching during the fight with the regressor.
“My, my steel newborn baby… to me?!”
“Heng! How does it feel to have lost her bragging cogs?”
Maximilian tried to escape from the trajectory. However, the regressor who was in close confrontation did not miss the opportunity.
“Where are you running, this piece of iron!”
The returner smashed Jizan to the ground.
Earthworms, iron swords.
The earth is the largest magnet in the world, and it grabs and shakes even the closest things to light. Jizan, the sword of the earth, also has that property.
Cogs that fell to the ground, iron powder from the collision, and alchemy steel scraps floated up near Jizan. The metal remnants that seemed to have loosely connected Jizan's handle to the tip of the sword floated near Jizan.
The returner stretched out his strength and bound Maximilian. The cogwheels all over his body respond to the magnetic force and are pulled away.
“Stop there!”
The power that binds the whole body in an instant. Maximilian, caught by the gears, was unable to escape in time. A wagon with steel cogs crashed on his stout body.
The rotary saw blade slammed into his shoulder and chest. A heavy feeling was felt from the front of the car, and the torn hem of his clothes was scattered in the air.
I clenched my fists and shouted.
“Did you do it?”
there was no fuss The saw blade still spins, but Maximilian moved smoothly even while the saw blade was being sharpened.
Apparently, the gears attached to Maximilian’s body were also… It seems that it was an alchemy steel that was close to level 4, no, level 5.
“Uh-huh… ! Rialke… !”
Surprisingly, Maximilian did not fall after being hit by a wagon. Anyway, the mass would have been quite light, but he had the ability to withstand even the assault of a wagon.
He was hit and dragged by a wagon, but at the moment of the collision, he spit out magical energy throughout his body. The moment the saw blades hit his body one after another, the infiltrating magical power broke the gears into small pieces and dropped them to the floor.
Historia muttered as if she had expected it.
“Director Maximilian is a being called the god of gears… A gear attack like this will never work.”
Maximilien took a deep breath. With each breath, the golden cogs visible through the torn hem of his robe turned with an annoying noise.
Tick, tick, tick.
The gears subsided for a moment, and he roughly grasped the prosperity and raised his head with blazing eyes. Maximilian was so excited that he checked the object that attacked him and the aspect in which he manipulated it. And then he contorted his face.
“dare… ! To attack me by modifying my cogwheels arbitrarily… !”
How I knew, his lens was pointed right at me. Feeling ominous, Historia lowered her voice and whispered.
“Hey, step back from me.”
'The director terribly hates having a subordinate with no power or authority to interfere with 'of his own will' rather than giving orders. No, it does not allow subordinates to have 'self-will' per se. Maybe if you attack Huey… . I'll have to stop it.'
Still, the battle with the regressor was a daunting confrontation for Maximilian. It was because Jizan was much heavier than all his cogs put together, and the power he boasted was useless in front of him. Maximilien would have collapsed sooner had it not been for the base to produce the necessary things at that time.
Interrupted during a tense battle that inspires. He must have been angry… It was Historia who thought so.
But what are you doing wrong?
This madman is a being who tries to imitate even reason with a cog wheel. Even I can't read it perfectly, but at least fit that formula.
“My cogs… ! I disassembled it one by one, and attached it to this cheap wagon… … !!”
Growling and thinking about what had happened, Maximilian smiled vigorously at me.
“Great! That's great!”
to be acknowledged