Genius Magic Wizard Episode 604
Suspicious Engineer (2)
“Among the custors who visited this workshop not long ago, there was a man who used a folding blade, right?”
Standing in front of Lennok’s workbench, the woman shuddered.
“He is my uncle and he said he was very satisfied when he entrusted the work in this studio.”
“I see.”
“I’m picky enough to criticize quite a few services or shops, but rarely do I get a lot of complints about this studio… … .”
“… … .”
How would you feel when you find out that a seemingly normal custor is actually a malicious reviewer?
In any case, the fact that good service leads to good custors was positively acceptable.
Lennok’s eyes lighted slightly as he accepted the small pistol handed to him by a young woman with a shy expression.
“It is in very good condition. It seems like you are taking care of it with great care on a daily basis.”
“that’s right. That’s why I don’t know why the gun doesn’t fit anymore… … .”
Looking at the woman sighing with a sullen expression, Lennok silently raised his magic sensor.
After finding out the problem, Lennok took a small screwdriver and slowly began disassembling the area near the pistol magazine.
The woman who was watching the scene from the front asked with a bewildered expression.
“I heard that craftsn usually don’t touch the equipnt itself, but you touch my equipnt yourself?”
“I’m not sure why rumors like that have beco more popular, but if there’s actually a problem with the gear, you’ll have to fix it.”
The woman’s expression beca more puzzling at Lennok’s plain reply.
“Eh, so you’re saying there’s actually sothing wrong with my gun? However, in other studios, the problem with the gun itself is absolutely not… … .”
Maybe that’s why he ca to see Lennok, who was rumored to be consulting about his problems or causes after looking at the equipnt.
But Lennok knew that repairing her gun took precedence over her lifestyle and attitude.
“All right. You might want to co inside and try it on.”
As Lennok said, he opened the makeshift door he had made next to the kiosk and nodded at the woman.
“I thought it would be more convenient to just make a simple shooting range in the workshop since I left it after repairing it right away.”
“I won’t decline anything.”
Entering Lennok’s studio with a smile on her face, the woman looked around at the various parts hanging on the wall with a curious look.
Various firearms hanging here and there, and blades that emit subtle magical power, from one side of the workshop to a blazing furnace and slightly scorched hamr and anvil.
It slls like a skilled workshop that doesn’t feel like it was made in a few days.
However, what caught the woman’s attention was not the facilities inside the workshop designed by Lenok, but the appearance of unknown chanical devices constantly moving and repairing all kinds of firearms on their own.
“Aweso. Will it be able to repair the equipnt on its own once it is turned on?”
“Simple tasks like jamming magazines or bending barrels can be handled with automated processes.”
Lennok replied as if it didn’t matter.
“The process itself can be implented without difficulty by simply creating the necessary program and planting it in the device.”
“These days, ister-level workshops are said to be proficient in not only magical engineering but also cybernetic engineering, and this is the first ti I’ve actually seen that.”
“First of all, let’s check the problems while shooting at the simple shooting range.”
Lennok imdiately led the woman to a simple shooting range set up next to the workshop.
A shot that fires naturally when you load a bullet and pull the trigger toward the target.
bang!!
The woman who confird that the bullet was splitting into the target looked around with a slightly surprised look.
“The sound insulation is very good. How can the sound be so quiet when the space between the studio and the simple shooting range isn’t even separated?”
“It is the power of science.”
In reality, he only absorbed all the noise inside the simple shooting range by applying noise magic.
Lennok didn’t blink an eye, and calmly said sothing that would co out of his father-in-law’s mouth.
After that, the woman pulled the trigger several more tis to test the zero point, and then nodded as if satisfied.
“It doesn’t feel completely fixed, but it’s much better than the last few days. How did you do it?”
“It’s nothing. I just replaced the weight that existed inside the gun with a slightly worn one.”
“You changed the weights? That’s what I’m always replacing with a new one… … .”
Looking at the woman’s reaction, who didn’t seem to understand yet, Lennok finally explained.
“Among the high-end firearms made through a very elaborate manufacturing process, there are so cases that are made to be customizable by using the user’s disposition or habit.”
As Lennok said, he gestured with one hand as if a pendulum was swinging.
“The sa goes for that gun. The way the gun is held, the direction in which it is lifted, how much muscle strength is used to hold the barrel and pull the trigger, etc., are self-adjusted through the training of internal parts and tuned to achieve optimal shooting efficiency.”
“That’s right. I knew first.”
“The problem is that it is not enough to maintain the gun very often, and as it gets older, even the weights that should be tailored to the user are replaced with new ones.”
“ah… … !!”
Only then did the woman realize what Lennok was saying and let out a small exclamation.
“As I get older, I periodically replace the parts that fit the user with new ones, so it doesn’t match the sense I was accustod to, and I repeat losing my zero point while practicing shooting according to the new sense… … This is not simply the result of personal error.”
Lennok turned to the woman and smiled.
“Soone who taught you how to maintain your gun has deliberately tried to ruin your flair and flair for shooting.”
“Eh ah… … I hope.”
Looking at the woman waving her hand with a slightly awkward expression, Lennok pulled a nearby chair and sat down.
“Are you a soldier?”
“… … !!!!”
“If you are using such a high-end handmade firearm but don’t know much about the internal parts, you get the equipnt from the upper level and use it. Even so, a person who has excellent marksmanship and other physical abilities, and who does not have a strong impression or livelihood… … Personnel trained in combat. I think that might be from the security departnt.”
“that… … .”
“Seeing that you co to the workshop with your face exposed, it seems that you are working in an environnt where your face is not revealed when you work.”
The woman shut her mouth. As if no answer could co to mind to refute the conjecture.
said Lennok, not waiting for an answer.
“Take a good look at the classmates or seniors who taught you marksmanship, or those around you. There will be people who want your bullet to hit the wrong place at the crucial mont.”
“… … .”
“Maybe you’re soone who wants to deal with the VIP you’re guarding with the hands of a bodyguard.”
The woman, who had been looking at Lennok with a speechless expression, quickly caught her breath and smiled.
“… … I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”
“… … .”
“But I will definitely keep that advice in mind. Thank you so much.”
She bowed her head in gratitude and left without revealing her na until the end, leaving behind a generous reward than promised.
Perhaps, as Lennok speculated, he was a superman belonging to a bodyguard or similar military unit that was not to be thoroughly identified.
Even though he was stabbed at a completely unexpected loophole, there was room for high praise for his calm response.
“Looks like rumors are starting to spread to Makina and high-ranking superintendents… … .”
Is it an illusion to look forward to what kind of equipnt and circumstances the next custor will bring after fixing several people’s equipnt over the course of a few days?
And Lennok’s expectations quickly turned into reality.
One by one, custors who were incomparably more dangerous than before began to co to Lennok’s studio.
* * *
“I was introduced to a custor who stopped by the studio around 9:46 yesterday.”
A woman’s voice, subdued, wearing a hood that was deeper than Lennok’s.
“I heard that you are good at servicing and remodeling personal firearms.”
“… … .”
Could it be that the woman who looked like a soldier from the security departnt who had been consulted by Lennok introduced a new custor?
Next to the woman stood another smiling young man wearing the sa hood.
An unusual combination where one wears a hood and the other stands with his face exposed.
However, unlike the soldiers of yesterday, the montum that emanates from the bodies of those two is sharp enough to be incomparable.
Appropriate vigilance and prudence thoroughly polished in actual combat. Even the sharp gaze and movent to identify and cut the opponent who surpasses him.
The atmosphere is more dangerous and risky than any other custors who have visited the workshop.
Lennox nodded, unfazed.
“Let show you.”
As she held out her hand and cleared the stalls to set down her equipnt, the woman in the hood spoke again.
“Before that, I want to check my skills for a mont. Are you okay?”
“… … .”
Lennox paused at that, raised his head, and stared at Hood.
A strange silence flows between the three of them.
The young man standing next to him shook his head as if he couldn’t help it.
“It is said that it is difficult to turn it back once it is incorrectly maintained because it is a piece of equipnt made with a rather rare modification thod.”
“I know you are an artisan from out of town. All I want is if you have the skills to repair my equipnt. As long as that’s confird, I don’t care.”
“I don’t think that’s the problem… … .”
“I pay for maintenance ten tis the original fee.”
“On second thought, it’s not a big deal.”
Lennok, who casually changed his words, asked, looking at the two people staring at him with a puzzled expression.
“So what can I do to confirm?”
Hood didn’t hesitate at that and took out a small tal craft from his chest.
A chanical craft that appears to be intricately intertwined with various chanical devices and parts.
But it can’t work right away, it’s stopped, and it’s convulsing with an uncomfortable noise sowhere.
Hood, who placed an item on the workshop workbench as if he were putting down an important item, said.
“It is a craft made by the craftsman who remodeled my equipnt. Unfortunately, it broke around the sa ti, making it difficult to use.”
“… … .”
“If you fix this, I think I can at least test my ability to fix my equipnt.”
Instead of answering, Lennok quietly picked up the artifact and examined it.
“It is made up of very sophisticated parts. It seems that each part was made by hand rather than mass production… … .”
Lennok murmured as he calmly checked the internal structure of the artifact and the cross-section heat treatnt thod of the parts through horsepower detection.
The hooded woman nodded.
“Yes, due to personal circumstances, I cannot tell you the detailed history or origin, but-”
“It was created about 14 years ago. The tal used is from Hollinger Mold Co., Ltd. Among ancient artworks, it is a form of art commonly seen in the transitional period between Badora and Glentis style.”
“… … .”
“If it is enough to make an art object by collecting the parts of a mold company that has stopped production, the craftsman who made this craft seems to have been very interested in old relics and history.”
Of course, Lennok could never say that he was well versed in the art of this world, but it would be a different story if he borrowed the power of the Brain Spirit wriggling in his arms.
Lennok succeeded in overpowering him by talking about the ancient art form, as if he had known it from the beginning.
Lennok, who did not wait for the hood to shut his mouth, inspected the structure inside the craft, and gave a small exclamation.
“You have created space between almost every part for magic to pass through. Regardless of the level of perfection at the ti of production, it seems that it was expected to break down frequently.”
Lenok smiled at the bewildered young man next to him and put the craft back together.
“The style of an old art object. tal parts discontinued. Even knowing that it would break down, he even paid attention to details for repairs. Even as ti passes and mories fade, I want you to pay attention to this object and rember yourself.”
click.
The inside of the craft was opened on the workbench, and a music box erged from the inside and started playing a quiet lody.
A well-known lody in the Southern Continent as a way to express love.
“You seem to have had a romantic lover.”
“… … .”
The young man who noticed the silent hood called her mouth cautiously.
“Isabella… … ?”
“Ujat is fine.”
Isabella, a woman who interrupted the young man in a calm voice, carefully collected the crafts and said,
“Thank you for fixing it. We don’t even pay for this job separately.”
“thank you.”
She said, looking at Lennok, who accepted the bundle of bills without showing any sign.
“All of the equipnt he made was beautiful and delicate, but it was prone to break down quickly without being directly serviced by him.”
“… … .”
“I lived by the habit of saying that the things I make follow the owner. As he said, even though he was excellent with his hands as a craftsman, he did not live long and left.”
“It is unfortunate.”
“Nevertheless, he carefully considered the user at the ti of production, so many people still use the equipnt he made.”
Saying that, Isabella finally pulled back the hood and looked at Lennok.
His voice was as dry and cold as his voice. However, unlike her cold appearance, her eyes were blazing red.
Clap!!
Isabella took sothing long from inside her thick hood, put it on the workbench, and looked at Lennok.
“Can you fix it?”
Instead of responding, Lennok stared at Isabella’s glove.
When I first took out the craft, I noticed it, but it was a strange shape in my mory.
The shape of a small blue cross was engraved on the back of the black glove.
Maiya Lenslett, whom I encountered in the Hanghasa Labyrinth and the halfway settlent, also wore similarly shaped gloves on my hands.
The origins of Maya Lenslet and the current environnt of this machine city. The existence of two people who exude a suspiciously dangerous spirit.
He still didn’t say anything about who he was, but Lennok seed to know who they were.
was the bailiff.
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