Ronald had only witnessed the creation of a magic artifact once before.
It was a few nights ago, before dealing with Elva, when Claudia crafted the gloves.
Claudia, specialized in investigator spells, softened the round stones that could store Magic Power into threads mixed into the fabric, and then wove them into the gloves Ronald was currently wearing.
From both practical and aesthetic perspectives,
these were definitely a very fine piece of magical equipnt.
Now, the old man in front of Ronald, known as Elron the folk mystic craftsman, demonstrated a completely different thod from Claudia while crafting.
After confirming the shape of Ronald’s hand, Elron confidently selected a piece of material, a silvery solid with a tallic luster.
He then fixed the material onto the workbench.
Forged from two pieces of hard steel, the vise tightly clamped down the material, exposing other areas specifically hollowed out to facilitate manual processing, a type of workbench Ronald had never seen before.
Afterward, Elron took out a thin, pointed handle.
He channeled his own Magic Power into it, and imdiately stabbed it into the silvery solid.
Zzz—
A sound of high-temperature lting emitted from where the two materials contacted.
Ronald clearly saw that the silver material had begun to deform under Elron’s manipulation.
While working, the elderly craftsman displayed a very leisurely deanor.
For him, such a simple task was second nature.
Even during the material’s lting process, he had ti to explain to Ronald,
"Sir, the material I’ve chosen for you is Engraving Silver, which I stumbled upon while working at sea. Although it’s not the top magical substance, in my modest shop, it’s definitely the best fit for your needs."
"..."
Engraving Silver...
Hearing this term, Ronald imdiately thought of the old investigator he had t in Berenwich, where an Engraver was responsible for maintaining the Array foundations of the investigation bureau.
The material the old man ntioned now might just have a significant connection.
Since he was idle anyway,
watching Elron’s movents, Ronald simply spoke up,
"It seems that the naming of this material is closely related to Engravers..."
"Isn’t it?" Hearing Ronald’s casual tone, Elron naturally wouldn’t trouble his client, especially since he was a holder of the original text. So, he readily explained,
"Ever since Statte invented the art of Engraving, not only the production of various artifacts and Arrays has evolved but also the developnt of the schools has far surpassed the past."
"School imprints... truly beyond imagination."
"..."
Elron’s casual remark made Ronald pause.
School imprints...
Created by Statte?
The sa person he had read about in the investigation bureau’s library, a pioneer during the Dark Age of this world?
Although Elron ntioned it casually,
Ronald’s intuition told him this was very important information that he must clarify!
Silently controlling his emotions, Ronald maintained his tone as steady as possible,
speaking slowly,
"School imprints are indeed an impressive creation."
"However, I haven’t learned much about their history in my studies. Could you tell more about it?"
Upon hearing Ronald’s inquiry, the elderly craftsman was slightly startled.
"Sigh...?"
At this mont, half of the Engraving Silver on the tool bench had lted. He was using his Magic Power to interfere with the force field generated by the tool bench, fixing the material that resembled molten wax in midair.
As soone who made a living by crafting and selling mystical artifacts, he rarely heard anyone asking about such matters.
Strictly speaking, this wasn’t exactly a secret of his school.
Moreover, his small, insignificant school didn’t appear to have anything that others might covet...
Especially not this young man in front of him,
who was a bona fide original to holder.
With mixed feelings in his heart, Elon still smiled wistfully:
"To harbor such a thirst for knowledge in all things."
"Perhaps only scholars like you deserve to hold the original tos at such a young age."
Ronald nodded in response,
"You flatter ."
"I’m just a bit curious."
Smiling at Ronald, while manipulating the nearly fully lted, almost liquid state of Engraving Silver, Elon’s face revealed a hint of nostalgia before he continued to explain:
"You see, you might not be aware of this piece of history."
"Generally, only those who study Arrays or Engravings would know these things, taught by their ntors. It happened a long ti ago, just as the Dark Age was about to end..."
Following that, Elon, while shaping the ring, narrated the ancient mysteries to Ronald.
It was said that before the Dark Age, human schools didn’t require school emblems for casting spells; instead, they had to follow a ntor to learn knowledge. Then, through a trial in a ritual with the original to, they would earn the qualification to cast spells.
Such a process was extrely dangerous.
Once one entered the trial of the original to and succeeded, they naturally gained the permission to use spells.
But if they failed...
No external force could intervene in the trial.
Failure ant death.
Until the late Dark Age, Stuart developed school emblems that could channel the power of the original tos, greatly reducing the exaggerated death rate of mystical schools and marking the beginning of a new phase of developnt.
Unfortunately, as the Dark Age ended, the finest mystic Casters of that ti each returned to dust. The environnt, which once tended towards integration of schools, gradually fell apart without the support of leaders.
To this day,
many of the large schools from that era have fragnted greatly.
Driven by personal interests, the developnt of the mystic side once again stalled.
However, the school emblems invented during that era had beco thoroughly widespread in this age.
Having finished narrating this past history, Elon also engraved a micro Array into the material, and then completed the shaping of the ring.
He took the silver ring from the tool bench.
After polishing it brightly with other tools, the old man held the ring up to Ronald for inspection:
"It’s ready, sir. Would you like to try it on?"
Ronald nodded in response,
"Yes, I’ll give it a try."
"..."
With a normal expression, he took the artifact from Elon’s hands.
After all, the ring was made to fit his hand, hence it was extrely comfortable to wear.
However, the thoughts in Ronald’s mind
were not as calm as he outwardly appeared.
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