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Return of The 8th Class Mage (Web Novel) - Chapter 113. Assembling the Master Craftsmen (1)



Chapter 113. Assembling the Master Craftsmen (1)

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The gigantic dragon statue, also known as the ‘Dradragon Number 3’, rose up into the air. And that wasn’t just a figure of speech or an imagination. By flapping its two wings, it truly rose up above the Knocking Island and was flying freely. As if it was a life form, a living dragon that is.

“Ah, it’s not over yet! Please watch! Watch!”

After saying that, Cleven approached the first dragon statue. It was the statue, in which Bertholdo’s robe was stored, and he began to hammer in the stake into the underneath of the statue’s tail. It was rather easy to guess the name of it based on the order of the lineup.

“The big brother of the Dradragon brothers! Dradragon Number 1!”

The first statue has also moved just like the third sculpture. And the movement was very natural. As a similar entity, there exists golem, but it would be impossible to even imitate the size and the movements.

“What do you think? Isn’t that great?”

Cleven spoke with an aura of confidence. He even raised his narrow shoulders. He appeared to be very proud.

“Very impressive.”

“Hehe.”

Ian nodded, indicating that he was more than approving. However, his mind was thinking about something else.

“Sir Cleven. May I ask a question?”

“Sure. Please, do ask anything. Assassin… Descendant!”

“Do those statues obey your commands?”

“Of course! I’m like their parent.”

“Ah, I see.”

“And, it is a Dradragon!”

The most important aspect has been confirmed. Ian spoke, looking at Bertholdo.

“Sir. Bertholdo.”

“I’m listening.”

“I’ll bring the remaining six master craftsmen.”

The whereabouts of the other six master craftsmen was a necessity in order to possess all the artifacts. That’s because only they could open the storages for him. Bertholdo also agreed.

“It is not a bad decision. Everyone should be alive. They could not die even if they wanted to die anyhow. Only that it won’t be easy to find them……”

“I beg to differ.”

Ian interrupted Bertholdo. He had a plan.

“I’m not simply going to go out looking for them.”

“Hm? What do you plan to do then?”

“I’m thinking to make them come to the island.”

“Make them come to the island? On their own?”

“Yes.”

He wasn’t going to go out to search for them on foot. He was going to make them return on their own. That was the objective of Ian’s plan.

“Do you have a way?”

“When you’ve heard that the dragons have returned, what did you first ask me?

“Um? Do you mean me?”

Bertholdo was surprised by the unanticipated question. Soon, he found a reply.

“Well…… I asked if Fran has also returned.”

Fran, the master of the eight master craftsmen, had also disappeared from the world with the dragons. Making a connection with the appearance of the dragons was a very normal response.

“That’s it.”

“That’s it, what are you talking about……?”

Bertholdo wasn’t able to understand. What exactly was the plan that Ian had?

“Throughout this entire continent.”

Looking up at the Dradragon Number 1 and Number 3 roaming around the sky, Ian murmured.

“The dragons that had disappeared will reappear.”

“Do explain more specifically, so that I may understand.”

“I’m planning to spread such a rumor.”

“Rumor?”

“With Dradragon, that statue.”

Spread a rumor, using Dradragon. A rumor that the dragon has appeared. What would this imply?

“……Indeed.”

Finally, Bertholdo was able to fully understand Ian’s plan. It was a very simple one just looking at the method itself. First, send the dragon statue that looks exactly the same as the actual ones out to the world. Then just have them fly around the skies over several major cities and provinces. This will lead many people to witness the spectacle and in no time, a relevant rumor will spread like a wildfire. That rumor will reach the master craftsmen’s ears, at least once, no matter where they are hiding.

‘They, too, will react in the same way as Bertholdo has.’

The extinct dragons have returned to the world. Then has Fran also appeared? If anyone is one of the eight master craftsmen, they will certain think that way.

‘In the end, they will return on their own.’

If they can reach that conclusion, they will certainly come back to the Knocking Island. Variables may exist, but at least, isn’t there a higher guarantee than looking for them on foot?

“Sir. Cleven.”

“Yes! Descendant!”

“The statues, what are the limits of commands that they can execute?”

“Well, there really isn’t any limit. As long as the one who is entitled to issue commands is nearby that is. I am currently the owner of those two…… If you desire, I can make you the owner.”

That was music to his ears. Ian spoke in a satisfactory tone.

“It would be nice to be riding them around.”

“In fact, they were created for that purpose in the first place.”

“That’s outstanding.”

“Hehe.”

The commander must be nearby. It was somewhat inconvenient, but that was OK. He can certainly manage that. In fact, wouldn’t it be a pleasant worthwhile effort?

‘That is, only if the remaining artifacts can be obtained.’

Having decided, Ian said to Cleven.

“I’m thinking about borrowing one of them for now.”

“Sure?”

“How and what do I need to do?”

“There is nothing for you to do, please wait for a moment!”

With a single motion of Cleven’s hand, Dradragon Number 1 and Number 3, which were flying, landed at the same spots. Dragons that serve a child as their master, although they were just statues, it came across as fabulous. It had all the appearance of a dragon master that may only be seen in plays or fairy tales.

“Number 1! Lift your tail!”

“Krrrrr……?”

With sound of metal, Number 1 tilted its head in response to Cleven’s command.

“This one! This! Can you lift it up?”

Finally, after being tapped by Cleven, Dradragon Number 1 seemed to have understood. That strong, heavy long tail was raised up high towards the sky in an instant. As a result, the stake that was underneath the tail became exposed.

“That’s it! Good Dradragon.”

“Krrrrrung……!”

“There, there, nice one.”

Although it was an uncanny metallic sound, it must have sounded as a cute cry to Cleven’s ears. Having had the experience of being overwhelmed by magic himself, Ian didn’t think much of it either. In fact, one’s preference is always diverse and free.

“Could you please come over here for a moment?”

Cleven signaled to Ian after gently removing and massaging the stake from Dradragon Number 1. It was at the same time as he signaled to approach.

“I am going to imprint your name on to this stake.”

“Are you making a seal with the name? That is amazing.”

“No, I’m just writing it to record it……”

“……It’s Ian Page.”

Truly, it feels like child’s play, but in reality, this is to take ownership of the gigantic dragon golem? Quietly, Ian complied with Cleven’s instructions.

“Also, please inject mana here, right here as well.”

“How much should I inject?”

“Uh, just a tiny little bit like a booger.”

“Boog, booger … OK.”

As requested, Ian really injected just a tiny little bit. Then Cleven said, shaking his head.

“No, please you need to give some more.”

“……”

“Giant booger. Giant booger.”

He wasn’t sure what the heck he was doing. If he thought about it in the wrong way, he even felt a sense of shame.

“OK! Good. Well done.”

“Whew……”

“It will pretty much understand any words that you may say.”

“Is the language of Greenriver possible as well?”

“Of course! Dradragon is very smart.”

“I see.”

“Anyway, isn’t that an empire?”

“…… Greenriver Empire, yes that is correct.”

It was Cleven, recalling from the after effects of his messed up memories. It’s not all that strange to remember Greenriver as an empire.

“Do you like pork by any chance?”

“I am not a picky eater.”

“How about lamb meat?”

“Likewise, I don’t run from it.”

“Dradragon Number 1 likes pork and lamb meats.”

“…… Do the statues eat too?”

“Just setting a standard.”

“……”

“Ah, he hates fruits.”

“……”

“Never give them to him. OK?”

Unexpectedly, Ian came across a strong personality. It was when the innocent cooperative handoff was about to end.

“There, now, Dradragon Number 1 will obey assassin…… Descendant, Ian Page’s commands. Please do not be too harsh even if he makes mistakes. Dradragon Number 1 is a bit soft hearted.”

At last, the dragon statue, namely ‘Dradragon Number 1’ has become a possession of Ian. Now, all that is left to do is to ride it and travel the continent.

“May I call it by another name?”

“No! It has to be Dradragon!”

“……”

It wasn’t to Ian’s liking, but what can he do? There is nothing else that can be done since the creator says it has to be that. Ian spoke after a sigh.

“Dradragon …… Number 1?”

“Krrrrrung……!”

Still the metallic sound. It was a sound of cries. Of course, it was not pleasant.

“Can I ride on your back?”

Ian seemed awkward even after saying that. It was such a humble request to a golem. Is it because it looked just like a dragon? It was somewhat difficult to talk to it with ease.

“Krrrr……”

Anyhow, it was an order from a commander. Dradragon Number 1 lowered all the way down to the ground. Even its wings and tail were lowered. Perhaps, saying to Ian to climb up.

‘Well, it is still a golem for sure.’

Dradragon Number 1’s body was extremely hard as expected. It was equivalent to a well sculptured white rock. Finally, he felt it as the golem that it was.

“Shall we fly?”

After Ian whispered, having taken a position at the base of Dradragon’s neck, Dradragon Number 1 flew up into the sky as if it has been waiting. Although it was flapping its wings, it wasn’t the buoyancy of the wings that induced flight. Rather it appeared to be more like from the effects of an ‘enhanced flight spell’ that was similar to the Greenriver’s Robe. Most likely, it was a magic that the Dradragon Number 1 was invoking on its own.

“Tremendous.”

“Krrrrrung……!”

Did it hear the brief admiration from Ian? Dradragon began to fly much, much faster. It was as if it was doing all it can in showing off its abilities to the new master.

“Woo Woo! Slower! Slower!”

Ian relaxed Dradragon Number 1 from the accelerated speed. Of course, much faster flight was possible for Ian, but it was nonetheless astounding to be flying on the back of another entity.

“There, from now on, let’s fly at this speed.”

“Krrrr……!”

How much time has passed? Ian landed on to the ground after some time of getting used to the ride. Then he said, looking at Bertholdo and Cleven.

“Then I’ll take a trip around the continent and be back.”

“How much time do you think it will take?”

“It shouldn’t take long.”

Ian was confident. He was well aware of major city locations and could also utilize teleportation magic in order to minimize the distance to travel. Of course, it won’t be easy to perform teleportation magic with this gigantic Dradragon Number 1, but with the ‘unlimited mana’, it probably won’t be an impossible task now either.

“And this……”

Ian took out something from the spatial pouch. It was the ‘magical silk’ that he had received from Coldwood, from the crowned prince.

“Ah, it is rather an exquisite silk.”

In an impressed tone, Bertholdo murmured as he was handed the silk. Just by seeing and touching it once, he must have recognized the value of the silk at once.

“It was a silk that was gifted to me. It looks like I’ve finally met someone who can make something out of it.”

“Now that we are in it together, do you mean to use me as much as you can, is that it?”

“No, that’s not it. If it does not please you……”

“I’m kidding, kidding.”

Bertholdo’s two eyes surveyed the silk. There appears to be some mixed emotions.

“…… Has it not been almost three hundred years? The robe that I gave to Mitchell Greenriver, the fellow that led you to here, was the last one.”

To be touching the silk as a tailor. And to handle the familiar needle and thread. It has all been three hundred years ago. The feeling must have been something unique for him.

“It’s also blue to be fitting.”

Bertholdo began to examine the magical silk with earnest. They were the definite eyes of a master craftsman. Also, there were many designs and ways to process it in his head already.

“I bid you a good trip. I’ll make a beautiful child for you.”

It was an answer that Ian was satisfied with. He flew into the air with Dradragon Number 1. The message that only the master craftsmen could hear. To spread the ‘assemble command’ over the entire continent.

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