Over these two weeks, I didn’t only improve on the fighting side of things. Although I made it a point to train with Kokan every day, I also made time to go to Smithy’s Corner with Irisa. I crafted a metal pickaxe to replace my stone pickaxe because it kept breaking after only a few swings. I could always pull another one out from [Artificer’s Arsenal], but that got tiring. But the new pickaxe allowed Sekh and me to mine some more iron, which I used to make a tripod with a chain in the middle to hold a metal cooking pot. And I made a frying pan and cooking utensils. Yes, it was lumpy and lopsided, but it’s good enough to cook fish, which I learned from Ichiha. She also taught me how to properly season my newly created frying pan, and I only had to do that once before registering it.
It was simple enough to forge a set of forks, spoons, and knives to store in the arsenal. I managed to craft a makeshift stove that, in all honestly, should not have worked at all. It was a cylinder with holes poked near the bottom to allow air. But since it was hollow, I could place it over a fire. Oh, and it was the right size to fit the frying pan I’d made. Irisa showed me the steps to constructing a proper fire pit, and I copied her instructions and registered that in the arsenal as one complete unit. Next on the list was charcoal, but that could wait since other materials were readily available.
Sewing was still a challenge. I couldn’t make clothes, but I recreated a tic-tac-toe board onto a sheet of white fabric. Simple? Yes, it was, but I was still very much a novice. Kokan was marveled by how straightforward it was. He even took over and made the Os and Xs out of red and black thread. It was a hit with the family—so much so that I had to make three more copies of the board. Sekh and I spent a few hours playing when we cuddled in bed. She eventually played against Tilde and lost four times but clutched a win in the fifth round. She wanted her reward to be lewd in nature...and we spent that night in each other’s arms, filling the chalice of pleasure with our ecstasy.
And cooking...
I was instructed in that as well. Take tonight, for example. I cooked dinner using the tools I had made. Thanks to Ichiha’s teachings, I prepared the cod as she would while Sekh and Tilde were in the backyard under a gorgeous starry sky. She lit the tinder with her flames, and once the frying pan was hot, I placed the fish filets skin-side down. Sekh’s mouth watered at the delicious sizzle, and while that was cooking, I went over my notes about Noelia.
She didn’t leave the mines. In the fifteen days I'd been watching, her waypoint only moved about 300 feet between the boss arena and a room they designated as the latrine. Every other day, she sent out two of the four attendants to resupply potions, food, water, and soap and oils to moisturize the skin since you couldn’t bathe inside the mines because there wasn’t a source of water.
On paper, that was good for the merchants of Ria because it meant more business, but the people of Ria weren’t happy. Not even a day after I spied on Noelia in the mines, Sekh and I went to the guild. There, we confirmed that she had exclusive access not only to the dungeon’s boss, but also to Ria’s stores. Whenever her attendants returned from the mines, and if they wanted to act on the authority granted by Holy Lord Gloria, they could force a store’s customers to vacate the building so they could shop in peace.
This angered people to the point where they bought more than they needed because it was possible Noelia’s attendants would empty out a shop.
They had the financial backing of a Holy Lord, so money was not an issue.
And now Ria was at risk of being in a resource drought. Crimson amita was selling for four to five times its market price. Things like day-old bread and soap, which was always expensive, were almost worth their weight in gold.
Even if Ria was a shipping and mercantile hub with its well-oiled harbors that ran like a flawless machine, a period of economic turmoil brought on by false scarcity seemed likelier and likelier. The city’s stores’ shelves were full of gaps, which widened every day.
A couple of days after that, the Barclay’s store released a statement in the city’s papers that wholeheartedly supported what Noelia was doing. Granted, they probably couldn’t publicly speak against that selfish behavior without suffering Gloria's wrath, but it didn’t excuse their cowardice. And from what I knew of Karen Barclay, she was a coward all the way down.
But back to Noelia. If she had been a person who cared about others, she wouldn’t have had to suffer the heartache that came with watching one of her comrades pass away. Over the fifteen days, exhaustion had crept within their mortal coils, and it proved fatal when one of her attendants slipped up and fell face-first onto the boss’s sword. It was such a shock to them that they were frozen still when the boss extinguished its anger upon the corpse, dicing it until the largest chunk of flesh was equal in size to an onion.
Noelia wept for her fallen ally once she regained her spirit and killed the boss, yet she shared no tears for what she forced Niva to endure. That occurred last night. This morning, I used [Analysis] while spying on her and her remaining attendants before they woke. All four suffered from exhaustion—a status effect that came in five stages. Noelia was in the third stage, and her attendants were in the fifth.
Something in Noelia cracked when she woke from a restless slumber. She spoke softer and with more compassion, then offered to lead everyone else in a round of prayers that asked God—Christianity's God— to guide her fallen comrade’s spirit to Heaven. During breakfast, I watched as she penned a letter that detailed what all had happened since the last time they spoke, a request for a carriage to return to the capital, and if it wasn’t too much trouble, a second ‘shield’ since it seemed like the first was about to expire. Two of the attendants returned to Ria’s guild office to find someone to deliver the letter. Then they returned to the mines. When a response from Gloria did arrive, someone would be dispatched from the guild to tell Noelia.
But Tilde told me it took about 8 days to get to Dirge’s capital city by carriage. If it was via spirit, then sooner. If by teleportation? Then near instantly. At the earliest, a response wouldn’t be given until tomorrow morning. And then it’d take 8 days for Noelia’s carriage to arrive unless teleportation magic was involved.
Regardless, none of that mattered because Noelia and her attendants were going to die tonight. I had to scrap the perfect plan when that death happened, but I managed to come up with another one. Even better, it posed no risk to me if everything went to plan. If it didn’t? I had a contingency to get Sekh and me out of a jam.
I just hoped I wouldn’t have to use it because I couldn’t assure her safety if it came to that.
“My liege?” Sekh’s sweet voice brought me from the depths of my mind, and I looked down to find the fish burning. I panicked and grabbed it with my bare hands, scorching my fingertips, which elicited a painful yelp from my lovely fairy. A quick heal later, I apologized to Tilde and Sekh about the burnt meal, but she still happily ate half of it. “It’s delicious because you made it, my liege.”
“Eh, it ain’t half bad. Better than what I used to eat. When you can’t die, your curiosity gets the better of you,” Tilde said.
I smiled at the two, tossing my portion into my mouth. The burnt flavor didn’t bother me. Honestly, I once ate a fish whole with my boar head hand simply because I could, and I didn’t get sick. [Poison Resistance] probably helped since food sickness was a type of poison, right?
Kokan joined us not long after, and the three of us enjoyed a simple conversation before getting back to some light sparring. He was a knowledgeable man—one that was well-spoken and articulate. The more we chatted, the more I started to respect him. I even found myself eagerly waiting to cross words with him because he was easy to talk to. He understood my situation and never once made fun of me for not knowing something I probably should have known. When he wanted to teach me something, he almost acted like I was a child, which I was, technically, but it warmed my heart to see him put so much effort into it.
And it wasn’t just him. Ichiha, when she taught me to cook some of her dishes, never scolded me for doing something wrong. In the sweetest voice, she’d repeat what I did wrong, then watch as I corrected myself. And a couple times, she even patted my head to give me that positive feedback I was missing for two decades.
A real sense of longing developed within my heart for this family. I wouldn’t go so far as to say I belonged here, but when we had to leave, I didn't think it would be painless or emotionless.
“It’s almost time,” Sekh said later that night. We had taken off our armor to relax for an hour or two, and now we were gearing up. Kokan and Irisa were trying to make up for lost time, so he ended our training session early to go fishing with his daughter. There was a secluded part of the harbor he knew about. Irisa was happy because she had an excuse to use the fishing rods she’d made a week ago. She had tried to teach me about wood carving, but I didn’t have [Carpentry]. Still, I tried to whittle something, even if it wasn’t the best. I had that stashed away in my storage for a later day, though I was probably going to throw it away.
“We’ll get to the mines at 9:30. Once we make it past the lobby, stick to the shadows to avoid encountering people or monsters.”
“Of course, my liege.”
“Hey, I have something to give you.”
“Hmm?” Sekh stared with bright eyes at the two items I produced from storage.
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“My liege...?” The Dark Lord of Tyranny was utterly speechless as I laid out a mace and shield on the bed. These two items were my magnum opus, made from the hundreds of hours I’d spent at Smithy’s Corner in just two weeks alone. Irisa was beside me to guide my hand, yet every strike of the hammer exclusively came from me.
Made of pure iron, it wasn’t much in the way of looking beautiful, but the mace’s spiky head was incredibly sharp and dense, and the shield’s grip was all solid metal because I didn’t trust in my ability to make it out of wood. Slowly, Sekh walked towards her gifts with sparkles in her eyes as she held the mace. She felt the iron handle, thumbed her finger over the pointy pommel, then gave it a few test swings. She started slowly, then increased her speed and spiky how it felt to put all her energy into it. Next came the shield. I was hoping it wasn’t going to be too heavy, and while I was saddened that Sekh had to struggle a little bit to lift it up to her chest, it was still very well within the realm of usability.
After reflecting on them, she laid her gifts down and walked to me. It seemed as if she was torn between kneeling or hugging, so I acted first and wrapped my arms around her lower back. Pulling her close to me, she vented the growing emotions in her heart, which manifested as tears of joy. In a low whisper, Sekh remarked that she wanted to say my gifts were too much for someone like her, but that would mean condemning the hard work I went through.
“I promise I won’t break them.”
“We can’t have that. Think of it as the first iteration. The mace and shield are going to break. That’s a given. And when they do, I’ll make you another set that's even better. Hopefully, I can enchant by then. And when they break, I’ll make a third, then a fourth, and a fifth, and so on,” I said. Sekh looked at me with those silver eyes and gave me a confident nod. I had one more present, but I was wary since I didn’t know how she’d react to it. Until I was sure, it was going to stay hidden away. And before I handed it over, I was probably going to remake it because it wasn’t the best. I didn’t have the skills or steady hand to etch in the delicate details.
Oi! It’s about time, yeah?” Tilde flew into the room and hovered near me. “Oh, Kokan and Green Tits are back. Didn’t seem like much was biting.”
I nodded at Tilde, then we all walked to the kitchen. The family found it odd we were in our armor, but I just told them we had some business to take care of. It wasn’t a lie to say that fighting in the dungeon at night would make it easier to assimilate. And it wasn’t a lie because if we ran into monsters, I’d slurp them down my gullet.
Sure, maybe a part of me wanted to let them know my plans, but I couldn’t risk it. Especially since ending Noelia’s life and devouring her power would potentially bring Gloria’s wrath upon Ria, but I didn’t care. Soul Warriors could be tracked by their summoner because their mana flows into them during the summoning process, but my [Status Cloak] helped me out there. Even after assimilating her, Noelia’s mana couldn’t be traced or tracked.
If everything went as planned, no one would be none the wiser, and it would be impossible for Gloria to find out who killed her precious warrior without traveling to the past or doing some shit that was nigh impossible.
I just had to hope things wouldn’t shit the bed. Noelia needed to die. Her death was something that needed to happen.
The time has come to kill Noelia and her attendants!!!! 
she will have Sekh enslave the cyclops break the invulnerability and let Noelia go through an attack like an idiot is my bet
That's an interesting thought. [Tyranny Control] stands at the top of all enslavement techniques/spells. I suppose it stands to reason the wielder of it holds dominion over all lesser skills. Whether that means Sekh can take control of enslavement skills/spells or she can outright break them stands to be seen.
I suppose we'll find out in the next chapter.
From how I understood it, Niva doesn't enter the boss room, so I feel like the easiest way to kill Noelia is to just watch her with the map, and when she's about to walk into a lethal attack, kill Niva to remove the damage sharing thing. Then again, I feel like they're gonna go for a method that doesn't involve Niva dying
That's pretty much what happens. Except Mila has Sekh remove the damage transfer slave seal after the boss's doors close instead of killing Niva.
[Poison Resistance] probably helped since food sickness was a type of poison, right?
I'd like to think that it's a side-benefit of chimerism and that Mila is actually just magically assimilating otherwise harmful biological compounds that she eats; including organic poisons and bacteria/viruses. A completely different mechanism from poison/venom resistance that's probably more powerful!
hundreds of hours I’d spent at Smithy’s Corner in just two weeks alone
two weeks is only 336 hours on earth; are the days longer in this world?
A completely different mechanism from poison/venom resistance that's probably more powerful!
You could be right. At least for organic food that has spoiled. I doubt a chimera could realistically get food sickness because they can eat rotting meat and feel mostly, if not completely, fine afterwards.
two weeks is only 336 hours on earth; are the days longer in this world?
No, the days are comparable. I probably should've used a hard number, but Mila did spend a ton of time at Smithy's Corner. Like a crazy amount of time. Mila worked super hard to make Sekh her shield and mace. Maybe not 'hundreds', but I could've said over a hundred and fifty or something. Maybe 200.
How can one lose 4 times in a row in tic-tac-toe? Did they never start? But then why they only start in game 5?
To explain its a rigged game and basically impossible for the second player to win.
- If P1 (player 1) start in the corner thwn they will win unless P2 go for the center which will be a draw (unless P2 go corner for the second placement which is again P1 win)
- If P1 start in the center then its a draw if P2 go corner and a win if P2 go side
- If P1 starts in the side its a draw unless P1 on purpose give up and corner themselves
In the fifth game, Tilde went easy on Sekh. It's the first time Sekh's seen the game, and Tilde's seen it in Mila's memories when they first met.
I should've expanded on it a little bit more because I intended for Sekh to be cocky enough to start second and still win.
So, [Artificer’s Arsenal] can save a copy of any "tool" but after you've saved that thing into [Artificer’s Arsenal] it becomes incapable of being used to hurt others right? So, does that mean Mila could use it to create infinite armor/shields? What about things like silverware, dishes, towels, clothes, and various other things of that nature? I know she needs to be the one to craft them but it's not super clear on how much of the process she needs to do by herself. We can assume she can't just pick up all the pieces of a fully forged item, assemble them and call it handmade by her, but does she really need to mine for and craft every single aspect of the item in question herself?
If the skill can be used to create renewable resources, like fire pits then there's no reason it can't be used to make infinite oils for your tools or soaps for your body.
So, [Artificer’s Arsenal] can save a copy of any "tool" but after you've saved that thing into [Artificer’s Arsenal] it becomes incapable of being used to hurt others right?
Yes, if you try to hurt someone with something copied to the arsenal, it is incapable of harming. It either instantly breaks, or if you stab someone with a knife you'd made, it would pass right through them.
So, does that mean Mila could use it to create infinite armor/shields? What about things like silverware, dishes, towels, clothes, and various other things of that nature?
No, the things she is limited to are tools for crafting or related for crafting. So knives for cooking, pots for cooking, plates for holding the food, pickaxes for mining, hammers and tongs and molds for crafting/blacksmithing, needles and thread for sewing. And if she can manufacture the oil she needs for crafting, like blacksmithing oil (that's a thing, right?) then yes. it's pretty much a renewable resource.
We can assume she can't just pick up all the pieces of a fully forged item, assemble them and call it handmade by her, but does she really need to mine for and craft every single aspect of the item in question herself?
Well, she can buy the raw materials as long as she herself is the one to actually make it. So, for example, Mila can get the ore from Irisa, borrow her hammers and blacksmithing equipment, and as long as she does the construction of the item, it is registered. But if Irisa makes just one hammer strike while Mila is away, then it is null and void, and Mila has to start over if she wants to register it with the arsenal.
But the materials have to be raw. For example, if she's making something that needs a gear, she can't buy it. She can buy the material to forge the gear. So she can buy steel or make/mine steel, but the forging of making it a gear has to come from her. But once she's made a gear, she can just reuse it a bunch of times for other projects. Or once this contraption is forged that required the gear, if it ever breaks, she can just summon a copy of it at really no cost.
But there is more to [Artificer's Arsenal]. I'm sure you've gotten to the part where Mila obtains [Biological AI]. The AI enhances everything about [Hermes Trismegistus], so you can expect the arsenal to become better for things like shield, armor, towels, etc, etc.
@RuggyRuggy could she melt the frying pan down, use that to make something else, then resummon the pan? Would the new thing disappear?
@ChetManly
Yes, the new thing will disappear. But she can do that. Melt down the pan, make something with it, and use that something, but it will disappear when she summons the pan back.
@RuggyRuggy
If she melts her frying pan down and makes it into a knife, will the knife have the can't damage others property that the pan had? Cause if that's not the case it would make for great insta murder weapon disposal once she can make more impressive weapons.
@Iryelb
If she did that, then the knife cannot be used to attack or kill. However, Mila can harden her slime into a weapon (eventually, she can surround her knife-shape slime with metal) to achieve sort of the same thing. No one would ever find the murder weapon because it's inside her, and no one knows she's a chimera. Well, in the perfect case, no one would know. Even then, they can't prove it with [Detect Chimerism] because [Status Cloak] has her back. Unless Mila wants to change it, and why would she, it will always send out a negative response.