EP.245 Steel has no eyes
Maximilien is a master of alchemy.
He can freely synthesize alchemy substances below level 3. If a flammable substance even touches his fingertips, the infiltrated magical power instantly collapses the structure and puts it back together as he wishes.
However, this in itself is not very great. The scale and speed of alchemy was purely a matter of mana. Alchemy is an honest and boring skill that reacts only as much as it infuses magic power. Not to mention how powerless it is that you can’t alchemize things that contain someone else’s energy or magical power.
But Maximilien’s alchemy is special. That’s because of his talent, which is different from his magical power or physical strength.
A view of the world as a set of gears. The intelligence that can build it from the bottom up. The will to imitate everything, even reason, as a cogwheel.
Created by combining them, he is a great man who can weave a castle alone from the bottom.
“Sheesh. With a good naming sense…!”
The regressor grabbed Jizan and ran forward. It was to cut off the rampaging gears, but his trained intuition sensed the danger.
something is falling
The regressor raised his head. A huge shadow fell over her.
“An arm of steel?”
Little gears crawled over Maximilien’s body like industrious ants. From gears as small as ants to ones the size of a human head. The gears that crawled out of Maximilien’s body clicked together to form a huge, grotesque arm.
Cogs that act as a serrated bone that act as a muscle joint, that act as a muscle.
The various teeth are exquisitely assembled to form a single shape. Its appearance was a shape with a strange formative beauty, as if it mimicked the human body with gear wheels.
The shoulder blades are back. tick tick tick. The rusty shoulders screamed, and the gigantic mechanical column, which could have been three meters in length, moved like a human.
A mechanical arm with a rugged aesthetic. There, you can hear the sound of metal when waves hit a sea filled with iron nails. There is not even a fuss in the metal foam. Even the sound is heavy and profound.
Raising his steel arms, Maximilien shouted happily.
“Was it Doryongcham? fresh! Good inspiration! Let’s try it!”
The gears spun and the steel arm slammed the regressor down. A huge saw blade landed on the regressor’s head.
“The dragon sword is completely different from that!”
The regressor lifted Jizan against the huge steel arm with a saw blade. It seemed like a reckless attempt to block the waves with a stick, but Jizan was able to do it.
Shock hits each other. Broken cogwheels poured over the body of the regressor, and the steel arm that bounced off the ground shook Maximilien’s whole body. Amidst the roar, both sides took a step back from each other.
Maximilien shouted while changing the shape of his steel arm.
“Demon power! Feel so good. very good!”
“I hate it!”
“Let’s put each other’s lives on the line!”
“If you’re going to die, just die alone!”
The regressor shouted and grabbed Jizan. In the back of her vision, Maximilien’s steel newborn passed by. The sound of scraping the ground was rather menacing. If it goes on like this, those saw-bladed steel wheels will attack the wagon.
For a brief moment, the regressor was troubled.
‘I don’t have time to respond to the toy made by the disease! Yes, let’s trust our colleagues! I can’t even hurt my comrades with a toy like this!’
uh? do you believe
thank you for that
The regressor’s faith came in the form of a giant steel cog rolling wildly toward me and the trolley.
“Wow. What is that.”
Red-hot steel wheels from friction with the road rolled as if to crush the world. The overwhelming majesty that aroused primal fear inspired my desire to escape.
The faith of the regressor is so heavy that it is frightening. If it’s like this, just don’t believe it.
I looked back at the state of the automatic carriage. Thanks to the harpoon fired by the regressor while forcing them to advance earlier, the front of the automaton is horribly broken.
Fortunately, the automatic carriage developed with the assumption of combat is designed so that even if the front side is smashed, as long as the power is intact, it can roll, and the power is now provided by Tyr. That is, it does not dry out.
“Even if I put another one here, it won’t break.”
I muttered and twisted the steering wheel.
Head-to-head towards the steel cogs coming towards us.
“day off?! Dangerous!”
Historia, who climbed into the wagon, shouted at me with a shrill voice, but I ignored it and pushed on. Steel gears scrape the front of the carriage one after another. I heard the sound of the metal steels colliding one after another.
However, the automatic wagon was slightly damaged, but it easily withstood the attack of the steel sawtooth.
“are you okay. Alchemy steel reinforced with the power of Tyr is roughly level 4. It’s not even scratched by level 3 alchemy steel. It has to be at least Aji Missile to break it down. Like over there.”
“bruise!”
The other steel gear was in the middle of being blocked by Aji with an Aji missile. Aji, who ran quickly, slammed the side, and the steel cog wheel that seemed to swallow the world swayed from side to side in vain. Aji proudly shrugged, as if he had completely protected us.
“Rotation is a force in itself. A wheel that spins so powerfully has more inertia than its weight. It’s much easier to block it from the front than to par it sideways.”
“bruise?!”
Aji, unaware of the power of rotation, was taken aback when he saw the cog wheel staggering but still maintaining balance.
I was so embarrassed that I had to put my front foot on the ground and turn around to use the spinning round kick. Even the rotating cogwheel was terribly crushed and flew into the air, unable to help with the power of Aji’s sincere ‘four legs’.
After all, if your body is good, your head can be comfortable.
“Well, it is the same here. Is it worth it, Tyr?”
[No problem. It’s just a wheel that rolls by itself. It’s a pretty unique item. I can’t guess how it’s used, so what is it used for?]
“It’s to crush us.”
[Hoo. That’s right.]
It’s a joke.
The fight between the car and the cogs. Originally, a collision on the road should have dealt a serious blow to both sides, but the 1-Tyr power automaton, which reinforced the body with power and used vampires as power, proceeded steadily regardless of the impact.
The saw blade came between the driver’s seat and the passenger’s seat, but failed to break more and fell silent.
The cogs that had run out of power became an ornament embedded in the front of the wagon. However, the handle does not work because it is too deep. The front wheel side, which had reached a critical point, seemed to be completely crushed now.
hmm. Anyway, the front wheel is already smashed. Let’s fix it a little.
“good. Historia! Come here for a second, grab the steering wheel and pull it out.”
“…for a moment! wait!”
The best way to get someone else to drive is for you to let go of the wheel. The world needs a man to drive, and if I forsake that duty, someone else is bound to take it.
As I let go of my hand and left, the desperate Historia slipped into the driver’s seat to fill the empty seat.
“hey! What if I let go of the steering wheel!”
“are you okay. Because someone other than me will catch it. Just like you.”
“You act as you please…!”
“ah. And now the steering wheel is broken and I am urgently trying to fix it. Can you pull it out for a second?”
“Are you going to fix the steering wheel while running? That much broken?”
Although Historia was dubious, she obediently acted as I ordered. Crossing both legs, wrapped around the neck of the steering wheel, straightened the knee and pulled it out at once. Out of control, the front wheel rattled madly.
In the meantime, I pulled out a skewer and headed for the rotary saw blade.
It is not an extremely complex structure. Maximilien is a master of gear craft and realizes the truth that the simpler the structure, the more durable and useful it is. Regardless of whether you like it or not.
“This is worth doing.”
I put a skewer on the seam between the teeth. It is said that the center of a storm is calm, but it is an immovable presence full of power. The skewer swayed like a sailboat drifting in a storm.
“It’s a cogwheel created by Director Maximilien. Even you can’t figure out the structure in a short time…”
I couldn’t. If you run into this device on bare ground and no one is there.
But this cog was invented by Maximilien. He spun the gears and built this structure at once.
Thanks to that, I learned a little bit about the structure while reading my thoughts. If I were to recreate it right away, I would not be able to do that because the amount of magic power would be reduced, but I could do it at least to process what already exists.
“Rialke.”
If mana is injected, the structure collapses. Insert the skewer in between them as if it were a straight line. I removed a few cogs and put the power unit in the middle of the smashed axle. It is out of order because it does not conform to the standard.
However, combat alchemy is to violently adjust minor differences that do not mesh. It was forged by gathering the stored mana. It wasn’t made from scratch, it was just processing what already existed, but the mana was drained entirely.
I would like something with a lot of horsepower. I grumbled and firmly inserted the broken shaft. A clicking and grinding sound is heard.
It’s just a makeshift, but with this, the wagon has a look full of romance with a large bladed saw hanging from the front instead of wheels.
Historia frowned and put the handle back on and twisted it. As a result, the saw blade changed direction to the left and right. Historia muttered something absurd.
“…Battle Alchemy. But if you don’t know the structure, you won’t be able to use it.”
“The structure is surprisingly simple. It looks complicated because it has a lot of useless gears. In fact, as long as there is enough power, it will roll somehow. Even if the efficiency is only 10%, it is enough if the applied force is large.”
And now this automaton is running on Tyr engines.
The blades rotate again. This time, not towards us, but towards the other side. Cogs have no eyes, so they do not distinguish who made them. It just works.
“so. What are you going to do with this saw blade? Do you want me to run into someone with this?”
“Wow, what a great plan, Historia! There was a way!”
“what?”
It was meant to be sarcastic, but Historia gave the perfect answer.
I was thinking of hitting Maximilien with this.
“A director with wheels on his feet is faster than an automatic carriage. I can’t catch up.”
“Then you can just raise the output.”
Unlike other powers, our powers generate stronger power the more they are disturbed.
“Tyr! Now is the time to move on to the next step! Give me back faster!”
[…More quickly? But hey, no matter how strong I give it, I hold it with my hands and turn it. As long as my body is a human body, it can’t be faster than this.]
Actually. Just because you’re strong doesn’t mean you’re fast. Tyr’s power is only effective inside the body, and perhaps because of that, the speed isn’t that fast.
In order to move quickly, you must apply force by exploding your energy to push your body or grabbing the ground and pulling it. No matter how strong Tyr is, he cannot achieve tremendous speed with thin and short limbs, just as he cannot run over himself. It is structurally inefficient.
In the first place, the reason we came by car was to overcome the tribal 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 automatic wagons. Look at Maximilien. It rotates the cogwheels extending throughout its body as it pleases, catching up with the quick movement of the regressor.
Not only did the gears turn and transmit power, but all the gears had their own power and moved themselves, so he could move much faster than his original speed.
“It is the same for us! Tyr! If this automaton is the body, each of its gears is no different from a muscle! Grab them and move them just like you would get blood to seep into your muscles and move them!”
[Oh, my God. got a sense I’ll give it a try.]
Immediately after hearing Tyr’s answer, darkness seeped into the body of the vehicle.
Tyr, who hadn’t understood this structure until now, hadn’t even thought of it moving with authority, only strengthening the body. well i have nothing to say Because I didn’t fully understand it until then.
However, reading Maximilien’s thoughts is different now.
“And turn everything around! From the center axle all the way to the wheels! All at once!”
[As a member of the dark family, I rule this.]
A dark aura wafted from inside the vehicle. The automatic carriage accelerated rapidly. The wind blows stronger against my forehead in the front seat.
I narrowed my eyes and aimed at Maximilien in front. He was just on the verge of his fifth collision with the regressor.
“Historia! You are behind the wheel! Decide who to hit now!”
“…Huey, do you really have to go this far? Once you attack, there is no turning back.”
“It’s too late anyway! have to choose If you don’t like it, this side will fight on its own and die!”
The images of the regressor and Maximilien, who are busily competing with each other, gradually become closer. The automatic wagon, under the control of the vampire, rushed with even more terrifying momentum than before. Even with a vicious steel spinning saw blade dangling from the front.
Historia gritted it.
“…You and Shiati. Everyone just rushes to the end… and tries to see the end no matter what! Why don’t you know how to stop at the right moment…!”
“I did not know? Originally, when there is someone who stops it, people are more involved!”
Now it was close. There is no more time to ponder. If you don’t change direction, you’ll hit both.
Historia, who was worried, broke the steering wheel.
The direction was towards Maximilien.
‘The Commissioner kills Huey and Shiati unconditionally. But at least a cutie wouldn’t…. if she had to stand on her own two feet. choice. doesn’t exist.’
The rotating saw blade, which was suspended in place of the front wheel, moved forward with terrifying momentum. While competing with the regressor, Maximilien’s eyes widened when he noticed a spinning saw blade that suddenly came crashing into him.
“My, my new-born of steel… to me?!”
“Heng! How does it feel to have your boastful gear taken away?”
Maximilien tried to avoid the trajectory. However, the regressors who were in a close confrontation did not miss the opportunity.
“Where is this piece of metal running away!”
The regressor stamped Jizan to the ground.
Zygon-style magnetic iron sword.
The earth is the biggest magnet in the world, and it holds and shakes even things close to light. Jizan, the sword of the earth, also has such a property.
Shavings of iron powder and alchemy steel from the collision of the gearwheel that fell to the ground floated near Jizan. The remains of metal that seemed to have connected the handle of Jizan with the tip of the sword with a loose thread floated near Jizan.
The regressor stretched out his power and bound Maximilien. The cogwheels attached to his entire body respond to the magnetic force and are pulled.
“Stop there!”
A power that binds the entire body in an instant. Caught by the gears, Maximilien couldn’t escape in time. A car with steel teeth hanging from his stiff body was attacked.
Spinning saw blades crashed into his shoulders and chest. With a thump, I felt a heavy weight coming from the front of the car, and the torn hem of my clothes scattered into the air.
I clenched my fists and shouted.
“Have you done it?”
It didn’t matter. The saw blade was still spinning, but Maximilien moved perfectly even while being ground by the saw blade.
Apparently, the cogs attached to Maximilien’s body were also… level 4, no, level 5 alchemy steel.
“Ughhhh…! Rialke…!”
Surprisingly, Maximilien did not collapse even after being hit by a car. Robbery, anyway, the mass would be quite light, but the lord had the ability to withstand even the charge of an automatic carriage.
Even as he was hit and dragged by an automatic carriage, his whole body radiated mana at the moment of collision. The moment saw blades collided with his body, the penetrating magic power disintegrated the gears into small pieces and dropped them to the floor.
Historia muttered as if she had expected it.
“Director Maximilien is a being called the God of Cogwheels… There is no way this kind of Cogwheel attack will work.”
Maximilien was breathing heavily. With each breath he took, the golden gears visible through the torn hem turned with a rasping noise.
tick tick tick.
After the gears briefly stopped and he roughly grasped the progress, he raised his head with glowing eyes. Maximilien was very excited as he checked the object that had attacked him and whoever controlled it. Then he twisted his face.
“dare…! To attack me by remodeling my gears…!”
Somehow, his lens was pointed right at me. Feeling ominous, Historia lowered her voice to a whisper.
“Hey, get behind me.”
‘The director hates it terribly when a subordinate who has no power or authority interferes ‘of his own will’ rather than conveying orders. No, I don’t admit that subordinates have ‘self-will’. If he attacks Huey… I’ll have to stop him.’
Even so, the fight against the regressor was a daunting confrontation for Maximilien. It was because Jizan was much heavier than all his gears put together, and his boasted strength was useless in front of Jizan. Without a base that could produce the necessary items at that time, Maximilien would have collapsed long ago.
Being interrupted in the midst of an inspiring, tense fight. Historia must have been angry…
but you got something wrong
This madman is a being who tries to imitate even the opposite sex with a cogwheel. Even I can’t read it perfectly, but at least if you fit the formula.
“My gear…! Dismantle them one by one and attach them to such a cheap automatic carriage…!!”
Maximilien growled, recalling what had happened, and smiled vigorously at me.
“Awesome! Very good!”
to be recognized
