Chapter 299 - Blueprint Determined
Chapter 299: Blueprint Determined
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Following Nausica, Balba also put down his pen. He now felt both surprised and lucky as well as a bit confused.
At the same time, he grew sad for some reason when he saw Angor’s handwriting.
Angor shaped each universal character like a solid square just like his composed temperament, which was unlike how people usually wrote artistic curlicues in this world.
Balba carefully read Angor’s draft and revealed a depressed expression.
“So, it was you…”
…
Angor began working in full swing in the following days.
Prome carried a chair to Angor using Hand of Spell and signaled Angor to sit down.
Angor complied and continued, “I’m not sure yet. I borrowed an Energy Stabilizer from my professor and am going to try it out. There should be no problem if things go as planned.”
Prome could not hide his great joy at the news. Angor had not given him a sure answer yet, but he sensed the boy’s confidence.
A successful alchemy weapon enchanted with “Prelude to Elimination” meant earning him a great fortune!
Compared to rune enchantment which only granted the items passive effects such as Sharpen, Solidness, Flame, and Frost, a magic array allowed the existence of superior effects as powerful as permanent, built-in spells. Also, as long as there was enough mana support, the effect could be triggered for unlimited times.
Any alchemy item with a magic array on it was always at least a mid-tiered item or beyond!
If Angor really created the weapon, the boy could be well considered an intermediate apprentice alchemist, and one level higher, if Angor could produce such weapons continuously.
But Angor was only 15 years old! Prome was glad that Angor studied enchantment instead of synthesis, or the man would feel that his position was being threatened.
“Ahem… Shall we begin?” Prome suppressed his jealousy and spoke to Angor.
Determining the exterior design of the weapon had nothing to do with enchantment or synthesis. They simply needed to consider the proper materials and ergonomic factors.
Usually, it would take Prome a long time to create a design. Years, even. This time, however, he was shocked by Angor’s terrifying creativity once again.
Since Angor took over the drafting paper, he never stopped his movement. A number of different yet viable styles soon showed up under the tip of his pen, and Prome felt both surprised and enlightened when looking at them.
If Prome would consider their meeting today as a competition of minds…
He lost. Hands-down.
Perfect workmanship, unrivaled wisdom, ingenuity… These words would not usually be used to describe someone’s work, but they now seemed to be good choices to comment on Angor’s designs.
To Angor, some of the designs were directly copied from the weapons from Earth while the others were modified versions he made by combining the ideas from both civilizations.
Of course, Angor kept most of his secret and only presented Prome the overall shapes of the weapons. No alchemist would expose their creations to outsiders openly.
And Prome felt extremely irritated at this. He loved every single one of the designs. Each one gave him room for further imagination. Yet every detail that completed each design was hidden from him, and considering the unspoken rules among alchemists, he could not ask about them. The man’s only choice was to contain his discontent in his mind while gawking at Angor’s scary innovation.
“Your opinions, Master Prome?” Angor put down his pen in the end.
Prome gave the boy a meaningful look.
“None. And… please don’t address me as ‘Master’. I cannot bear that name in front of you.”