After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 136 - 5 There’s Plenty to Compare Badness To

"So that’s how it is; the swordfishes’ body curves are truly beautiful."

*Yila muttered to himself as he subrged in the water, handling the swordfish of the rfolk Leader.* He felt the swordfish’s long snout all the way up to its head, comnting, *"A beautiful body like a shark’s, with a weapon for piercing just like a sword."*

*It’s worth ntioning that in Yila’s understanding, the "swordfish" diet consisted of tuna, flying fish, squid, and most crustaceans. In other words... They ate small creatures.*

However, these swordfish appeared different; their mouths had an exceptionally unique structure that allowed them to open quite large... Using their "swords" to assassinate not-so-small prey and then easily slicing and swallowing them.

Perhaps swordfish really were bona fide hunters.

*"If we want to create magic armor, it might be best to choose an armor that fits outside the ’sword,’ using a nesting and bite into the mouth form for double fixation, and then easily hang it at the bottom of the boat for convenient access during als."*

Yila analyzed, gently scraping the moss off the swordfish, then looking toward the rfolk Leader on the shore. He asked, *"What do you think of this design?"*

*He described a possible future scenario,* "If the fleet encounters an enemy, let the swordfish imdiately don the magic armor hung on the ship, then pierce the enemy vessel’s bottom directly. After the battle, swim back to hang up the armor."

The rfolk Leader listened to the satisfied "ang-ang" sound from her swordfish and looked at Yila in the sea. She nodded and said, *"The swordfish says it’s very satisfied. How is the new Wolf’s skill level? Can she really forge good magic armor?"*

Yila shook his head and erged from the sea, his clothes drying within seconds, including the inner garnt. He said, *"I don’t know, but... I believe she at least has the ’ability’ to forge."*

*Yila said this as he left the seaside... deciding to go back and draw so designs. Although he lacked expertise in this field, it was probably similar to drawing anatomical diagrams like MichelangXro.*

"Ang-ang-ang~"

The swordfish barked twice, drawing an annoyed knock on its head from the rfolk, who said, *"What are you thinking? If you’re itchy, scratch yourself. Mr. Yila is too lazy to do such things."*

...

"Tipcapu, help return to my room."

*Tipcapu: Yes, Master Yila.*

After Yila’s gentle instruction, Tipcapu remotely took control of his body, traversing the Void Realm instantly, returning him to his room within seconds.

"Thanks for the help."

*Tipcapu: No, this actually made things much easier~*

Yila then shut off Tipcapu’s permissions, holding the feather pen on his desk, wondering where to start. He instinctively wanted to spin the pen but realized... the feather pen already had ink on it.

*If he really spun it, his clothes could automatically clean, so that was okay, but the room would certainly be a ss.*

*No matter how much ti passes, he could never get accustod to it.*

*"Draw from different angles... front, side, and top; that should work."*

Yila said this, unaware that... although the concept of "three-view diagrams" was no longer used in his era, he had independently co up with a reasonably practical drawing thod for this world.

Wisdom from one era to another is indeed connected.

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"It’s done!"

Yila said this, looking at his creation. He seriously examined the inked blobs clearly divided into three parts. Large annotations were necessary to make them understandable... It was evident that this picture couldn’t make the cut.

Wisdom from one era to another is connected, but artistic skill isn’t.

However, it was no longer early, so Yila decided to take his chances and directly brought the diagram to Wolf’s room, knocking gently on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

After a while, Wolf opened the door, seeing Yila, turned, and invited him inside. She said, *"Master Yila, please co in... I have so matters to report."*

Once Yila sat in the room, Wolf sat opposite him, her wolf ears twitching slightly. She said, *"Werewolves are not very suitable to beco Magic Equipnt Craftsn, except for a few proficient in texts, the others can’t adequately morize demon marks."*

*In other words, their sensitivity to text wasn’t sufficient, right?*

Yila quickly responded. He said, *"You only need to train those proficient in texts adequately. Others need to learn basic forging, producing semi-finished products, and then you can engrave the spells."*

*This thod was quite common, a variant of a production line.*

"I see; I understand now."

Wolf quickly grasped the convenience of this thod. She nodded and said, *"But this also ans I need to teach those few werewolves well?"*

*Indeed, because that was the essence of craftsmanship.*

"This is the design; it’s for magic armor for the swordfish."

Yila said this, handing the ssy parchnt to Wolf. Sowhat embarrassed, he continued, *"It might be hard to understand; if you have any questions, I’ll explain directly."*

"..."

Wolf seriously examined the parchnt Yila unfolded. She seed to instantly understand sothing and said, *"Oh! Is it magic armor designed from three different angles? Hmm, hmm! I completely understand!"*

*Really?* Yila sowhat doubted his haphazard drawing, but noticing Wolf’s increasingly bright eyes filled with a shimring green light, he felt less confident.

*"So ingenious! With these annotations, I completely understand what kind of artifact to create... I can’t believe the Demon King Territory conceived such a drawing thod! No, Master Yila, you are from the Empire; is this the Empire’s heritage?"*

In Wolf’s astonished admiration, Yila sowhat bewilderedly looked at the other design drawings on the wall... those were brought by Wolf to the Demon King Territory, perhaps revealing this world’s "drawing" standards.

Yila: "..."

Wolf: *"Ingenious structural composition, and well-tid annotations."*

Yila: "..."

Wolf: *"One hundred thousand tis better than the Beastman Country’s drawings! I want to hang this up as a future example!"*

Yila: "..."

Wolf: *"Master Yila, what are you looking at?"*

...

Yila was currently looking at a drawing hanging on Wolf’s wall, signed by Dong Dong Qia Qia·Copper Hamr Master, but what was depicted...

*What the heck?! What does this say?!*