There was no doubt.
A sensation that only exists in legends, but that all elves can be sure of.
“Elvenheim!”
Relhad cried out and cried.
“World Tree Elvenheim!”
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‘Oh my, I barely succeeded.’
Reppenhardt sighed in relief. She was so happy that Siris had chosen her that she tried something a little too extreme, but luckily she didn’t seem to fail.
It awakens the life force dormant in Nihilen and causes it to take root in the earth. And in order to supply the necessary energy, the power of Mana Gathering within Nihilen is amplified.
This task of interpreting complex magical junk code and reversing and readjusting its patterns was, of course, a difficult task for him. Siris and Relhard may not know it, but in fact, Repenhardt casted the magic while feeling very nervous inside. Because it was such a complicated task, I had to resort to using artificial lighting in the middle.
‘At least the research has been completed, so we’ve barely succeeded at this level, actually.’
Just like manipulating the spatial movement portal in the Daiman Ruins that had been studied, the resurrection of the World Tree did not require high-level magic as long as the information was already known. Magic power was also managed to the current level by borrowing the power of the World Tree’s own Mana Gathering.
‘Of course, even if I give you the information, I’m not saying that another 6th Circle level wizard can resurrect the World Tree… … .’
The most important part of reviving the World Tree is the accurate operation of mana and the control of mana air currents that continuously change momentarily. This requires the magician’s own senses and skills rather than magic calculation ability or amount of magic, and to reach this level, it is impossible unless you are at least a 9th circle level archmage.
The magic itself doesn’t require Go Circle, but controlling it requires some kind of enlightenment? Since Repenhardt had already passed the 10th circle, he was able to do it with his current skills of only about 6th circle. For other wizards, it would have been impossible even with the answer sheet spread out.
‘Well, I’m already familiar with the trick itself because I’ve used it several times in my past life.’
Demon Palace Nihilen, a branch of the lost world tree of Elvenheim.
In his previous life, he studied Nihilen, found the remains of Elvenheim scattered around the world, and succeeded in researching to revive them. Unlike dwarves, orcs, and trolls, the elves depended so heavily on the World Tree for their spirituality that they could not restore the old glory without reviving the World Tree.
In the end, there were seven world trees that he brought back from his previous life, and each one was as large as a human castle. Of course, it did not reach the majesty of Elvenheim, the true world tree of legend, whose height was said to surpass mountain ranges. However, if quality is not good, then quantity is bad, and by resurrecting seven trees, they managed to restore the lost spirituality of the elves.
‘Well, all but one tree was burned down.’
When I think about the past, I suddenly feel bitter. Reppenhardt shook his head and tried to shake off his memories. And he smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the first world tree he had brought back to life for the first time in this life.
Saaaaaa… … .
The wind blows and passes through the leaves of the World Tree. Nihilen, which had clearly taken the form of a tree, was now gathering mana from the surroundings and changing its shape. In this canyon, which was once filled with the energy of fire, the refreshingly clear air, laden with moisture, blows in from all directions.
“Ahhh… … .”
Relhard was constantly shedding tears of joy. The transfer in front of us was not simply a new home for the Danheim clan. More fundamental than that, it was the hope itself given to the entire elf race.
The World Tree has sprouted again.
Although it is only a small sprout now… … .
If this one day takes deep roots in the earth and spreads out wide branches… … .
This area will become a forest full of greenery.
And the elves will be able to regain their lost spirituality and become true guardians of the forest!
“Da, who are you? “Are you by any chance the savior given to us by Eldia?”
Goddess of the Elves, Eldia. The legend that she would send a savior to save the abused elves has been passed down for a long time within the Danheim clan. However, it is just a fairy tale told to children even within the Danheim clan. It was just an old story that no older elf believed in… … .
“I am your friend. “It is the duty of a friend to repay friendship.”
Reppenhardt sent a gentle gaze towards Relhard, who was shedding tears. Then he looked back at Siris and scratched his head.
“Um, sorry, Siris. I used Nihilen. Instead, I’ll get you something better.”
Of course, Siris was in no mood to care about Nihilen’s disappearance right now. I was just entranced by the miracle in front of me and my mind went blank.
“you are… … .”
It was no longer time to raise questions about Leffenhardt.
“What are you…?” … .”
This miracle he just showed was far beyond Siris’s knowledge.
Reppenhardt whispered softly as he gently hugged her confused shoulder.
“We talked about it, right? “I’ll tell you everything later.”
“yes… … .”
Siris nodded quietly. At this point, he felt afraid to even question Reppenhardt. Repenhardt was internally pleased as he saw Siris calm down.
‘Oh, the hard work was worth it.’
I can’t believe you’re so calm even though I gave you a quick hug just to see the atmosphere! Well, when you say it like this, it seems like Reppenhardt resurrected the World Tree out of selfish ambition, but he isn’t that crazy of a person. We are clearly aware that reviving the World Tree is for the greater good. But in the meantime, isn’t it really something to be criticized for slightly seeking personal benefit?
‘Aiming for multiple effects with one task is the attitude of a good wizard.’
With a proud face, Reppenhardt whispered in Siris’ ear.
“Then shall we go back to Grand Forge?”
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Wooooow!
On the outskirts of the Grand Forge, a sound of trembling air rang out from one side of the half-ruined temple of Al Port. At the same time, a huge portal opened and vomited out the two people. It was Reppenhardt and Siris who left the Spellat Desert and returned via the Daiman Ruins.
As soon as the two people completely escaped, the portal began to slowly shake and disappear. Reppenhardt hurriedly made a sign in the air and muttered.
“I have to lock it so no one else can use it.”
In this era, no wizard has researched the portals of the Daiman Ruins to the point where they can be used. But still, you don’t know what’s going on in the world. When a high-ranking wizard accidentally explores the Daiman ruins and discovers this portal, things get complicated. The existence of the Grand Forge will be revealed in one fell swoop.
So, Reppenhardt carefully used his magic power to plant control codes for opening and closing all the portals in the Daiman Ruins. Even if another wizard discovers the portal, a password has been set so that he cannot operate it. Keeping in mind the possibility that a great mage-level wizard might interpret the code, a technique was also included that would cause the portal itself to disappear if the code was incorrect three or more times. It was heartbreaking to lose a great ancient legacy, but it was better than neglecting the dangers of the dwarves.
When the portal completely disappeared, Reppenhardt looked down at Siris.
“Then shall we go?”
“yes.”
Repenhardt smiled softly at the voice of Siris, who responded obediently. Although she still had a cold appearance, her expression was much calmer than before, when her coldness was evident. Moreover, the feeling of wariness that I always felt is no longer there. Thanks to my habit of not expressing my emotions for a long time, my facial expressions are only vague.
‘As expected, it was rewarding to go to my in-laws’ house.’
Satisfied, Leffenhardt walked toward the center of Grand Forge. Siris followed suit lightly.
The first to greet Repenhardt upon his return was Silan.
“No, you idiot! “Where have you two been wandering around like this?”
“Oh sorry. “Were you worried?”
A look of anger appeared clearly on Silan’s face. Reppenhardt scratched his head. He had only said that he would be away for a while and then disappeared without any news for almost a week, so it was natural for Silan to be so angry.
But the way to calm an excited Silan is very simple.
“Hey! Silan! “I stayed a few more days and my shoulders widened and I gained some muscle.”
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“Oh? really?”
As if the atmosphere from before had gone somewhere, Silan suddenly changed his expression and began to giggle. He even seemed to understand everything.
“Well, you can come later, but you came early.”
There was no way his body shape would change drastically after just a few days, but Cilan was truly liking it. Reppenhardt laughed to himself.
‘… … A simple guy.’
Afterwards, a group of dwarves approached him. They were dwarves of various ages, and unlike the others, they were dressed in gray robes all over their bodies. The dwarves gathered around Reppenhardt and were happy.
“Oh, Master! “You’re here!”
“Why don’t you at least say something and leave?”
“That’s right.”
It is definitely a different title from the other dwarves calling Reppenhardt a savior. Repenhardt said, looking around at the dwarves.
“So, did everyone have any success?”
“Would you like to see it?”
One of the dwarves stepped forward and began gesturing dizzyingly in the air. At the same time, a deep voice came out from between his bushy beard.
“Delphyr La Sterine, I will become a bullet that catches the air and strikes the enemy. Aero Bullet!”
As he finished speaking, the dwarf stretched out his hand into the air. The wind bullet cut through the air and hit the stone floor about 10 meters away. With a small explosion, stone dust flew up slightly.
It was a 1st circle wind field attack spell, Aero Bullet. In the hands of a dwarf who had lost his magic, magic, although low-level, was clearly manifested.
Leffenhardt praised.
“That’s great. “The power and control are beyond reproach.”
The dwarf who cast the spell looks proud and thrilled. Other dwarves also started talking.
“Please look at me too!”
“Me too!”
“Now, would you like to try casting magic one by one?”
The dwarves took turns shooting magic into the air. They were all basic magic of the 1st circle. Each time, Reppenhardt corrected each person’s magic control and gave them advice on spells and chants. Siris smiled faintly at that sight.
‘You succeeded, Mr. Leffenhardt.’
These were the Dwarven Magic Troops, a newly created troop in Grand Forge. This was when I first arrived at Grand Forge. After consulting with Marceline, Reppenhardt asked her to gather the dwarves, saying that he wanted to teach them magic. Many dwarves applied for the opportunity to regain the magical power they had lost a long time ago, and among them, about 20 talented people were selected and taught from the basics.
Repenhardt himself couldn’t spare much time because he was baking his entire body in the sun, but he still passed on his knowledge to them and corrected them on their magic control. Now, almost two months later, everyone has reached a level where they can cast 1st circle spells well.
“Being able to sense and control magical energy in two months is quite an achievement. Everyone worked hard.”
Of course, it took only two hours and 20 minutes for Repenhardt in his previous life to detect magical power, but it would be excessive to compare the talents of the legendary Demon King and mere dwarves.
He sincerely praised the dwarves, and they all looked happy and satisfied. Leffenhardt smiled and continued.
“First of all, I have written a theory book for all 2nd circle spells, so please study hard. “I will supplement the rest by stopping by Grand Forge often.”
The dwarves nodded in unison and answered.
“Thank you, Master! “I will try harder!”
Magic doesn’t happen overnight. However, Leffenhardt is not one to stay comfortably in Grand Forge. So, Repenhardt spent less time sleeping at night, mobilized all his knowledge, wrote a general theory of magic and a detailed introduction to it, and handed it to the dwarves so that they could understand magic in the easiest way.
The dwarves didn’t know, but in fact, this was an act that would have been surprising if other schools of magic had known.
Of course, magic theory books are distributed in the market. 『You can become a wizard too!』 or 『A quick and easy guide to magic』, etc. Among them, there were quite a few magic books with strange titles such as “Everyone has at least one circle in their chest, right?” or “I, I am a wizard!”
But most of them were just useless kindling. These were just things that low-level wizards used to roughly make a living because they had a hard time making a living from magic, so there was no possibility of learning magic from them. Real wizards are extremely closed-minded about passing on their knowledge. Magic spells are power, weapons, and power. There is no way such knowledge could be freely released into the market.
In contrast, this theory book written by Reppenhardt contained clear explanations and easy-to-understand metaphors, so anyone with a certain level of talent could sufficiently grasp the basics of magic. It is, in name and form, a general book written by the greatest great mage of all time. Unless they can be around all the time, this is enough for dwarves to learn magic.
‘No matter what, there are limits to learning magic from booklets alone, so I deliberately withheld teaching it to Siris.’
After fixing the dwarves’ magic one by one, Reppenhardt returned to Silan. As if they had heard the news, Tila and Russ had already arrived. She had improved her skills considerably through sparring with other dwarf warriors. Even though she was a warrior’s blood relative, she was quite immature because she trained alone without any other warriors to compete with.
“But now I will be able to do my part as a proper dwarf warrior.”
After giving a trusting look to Tila, who smiled proudly, Reppenhardt looked at Russ. He wore a mithril long sword forged by the dwarves on his belt, and half-plate mail made of a mixture of steel and adamantium over leather armor. He looked more like a wandering warrior than a knight.
Russ smiled and spoke to Reppenhardt.
“You’re back, brother!”
“I heard you felt something?”
Russ scratched his head in shame. Leffenhardt continued with his question.
“Did you get anything?”
“little bit.”
Russ showed a slightly triumphant attitude as he pinched his index finger and thumb. But as she scanned Reppenhardt’s whole body, her expression scrunched up and she clicked her tongue.
“however… … Sheesh.”
What is this attitude? Leffenhardt was about to frown, puzzled. Russ suddenly sighed.
“I didn’t know it before, but I can clearly see it now.”
“what?”
“Brother, it’s really huge.”
“huh? Have you grown taller since then?”
