LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 190
Chapter 190. The Bumpy Family And A New Weapon
Back at the base after a series of events, I was handed a drill.
“What the hell?! A drill?!”
“Don’t you dare slam the weapon on the ground! What kind of warrior are you?!”
“I’ve never claimed to be a warrior!”
“Looks like I’ll have to start by teaching you how to handle equipment properly!”
“No thanks! Just explain why it’s a drill!”
I pointed at the spear lying on the ground, equipped with a drill.
It was black and shiny, with a shaft as long as my height and a slender drill about half that length fixed at the tip.
The craftsmanship was intricate—just the handle could pass for a masterpiece.
But still…
“A drill? Really?”
“Oh? You mean you’ve seen this before?”
“Wait, don’t tell me you made this without knowing what it was?”
“This is a completely new spear, born from my ingenuity, combined with the advice of the horned girl and the elf’s input… Hmm, does your country already have something like this?”
“It’s not a weapon. It’s used for construction work. Or, well, that’s my guess.”
“Construction work, you say?”
“Yeah, for digging holes.”
“I see… Indeed, it might work well for that. Wahahaha!”
“Don’t laugh! Why the hell is a weapon turning into construction gear?!”
“I simply aligned it with your spiral energy. That tip… what’s it called? A drill? It incorporates the crystal you gave me.”
“Crystal… oh, you mean quartz.”
“Exactly. That’s what the little one called it. She mentioned that spiral energy and the crystal are highly compatible. I’ve packed as much magic circuitry into it as possible.”
As she explained, the old Hagg picked up the drill spear and tossed it to me.
I reluctantly caught it, looking closely at the drill, which still seemed like a gaudy, juvenile design.
“Now, start with the basics. Try a Spiral Thrust using the Tornado Martial Arts technique.”
“Ugh… I’m not in the mood.”
After what just happened earlier, I couldn’t bring myself to embrace the weapon fully.
“Hmph. How you use it is up to you. Use it to protect what’s important to you.”
“Talking like you understand… Fine, like this?”
“No! Let the spiral energy flow through the entire spear!”
“Tch… like this?”
I channeled the spiral energy I’d gathered in my body, letting it wrap around the handle as I thrust forward.
The drill began spinning with a slow gyururi…
“Hmm. It’s moving properly. With practice, it’ll spin much faster.”
“Huh…”
After a few more attempts, I started getting the hang of it. It seemed I could adapt to it pretty quickly.
“Next, try layering the spiral energy as you thrust.”
“Layering?”
“Yes, visualize multiple spirals stacking and expanding.”
“Tch… like this? No… how about this?!”
Gyuuun!
“Whoa!”
“Well, look at that. You did it.”
“Wait! Did the drill just expand and extend?!”
“Of course. I designed it that way.”
“What?!”
“The drill tip is made of mithril.”
“Mithril?”
I vaguely remembered reading about it in fantasy novels—magical silver.
“Yes, one of the magical ores.”
“Wait, isn’t this a world without magic?”
“If you mean mystical arts, that’s correct. But ores retain their original names.”
“Huh, I see… I guess?”
“Names don’t matter. What’s important is that I inscribed magic circuits specific to spiral energy into it.”
“How do you even know how to do that?”
“That little girl drew the circuits. I just copied them.”
“She’s still a mystery…”
That horned little girl’s identity was as enigmatic as ever.
“The circuits include expansion, extension, rotation, and even repair. Normally, packing that much in would cause it to collapse. But thanks to the crystal being of national treasure quality, all circuits are lightly amplified.”
“Is that impressive?”
“If it were released, people would fight over it. It’s priceless—a masterpiece among my creations.”
“I see…”
I swung the drill spear a couple of times before muttering under my breath.
“Sorry for tossing it earlier.”
“As long as you understand.”
“Yeah. I’ll take care of it.”
I practiced spear techniques taught by Yaralai.
The drill spun and shattered nearby stone to pieces with ease.
“Whoa.”
“The tip is adamantite, the hardest of magical materials.”
“That’s amazing, but wait—doesn’t all this magic ore cost a fortune?”
“You always go straight to money!”
“Money matters!”
“Hmph. I earned this fair and square by teaching sewing techniques to the workshop. No shady loans, unlike some village chiefs.”
“Alright. I wasn’t accusing you.”
“Good. Now, how about a little thank-you payment?”
“What? You mean pocket money?”
“That wine you have! Three bottles—no, five bottles should do!”
“Haha… Alright, deal. Cheap price for a legendary weapon.”
I took out five bottles of 12-year Japanese single malt.
Remaining balance: 42,170,018 yen.
When the old Hagg reached for the bottles, two disappeared in an instant.
“Whoa!”
“Heh. My share.”
“Jeez! You scared me, Faf!”
The dark-skinned horned girl had returned at some point.
“I’ll give some to the long-ears later too.”
“Fair enough. Hey, Hagg! You’ll still get your five bottles!”
“Oh, I nearly got serious there.”
“Don’t! Hang on a sec.”
I bought four more bottles, handing two to Yaralai later.
Remaining balance: ¥42,050,818.
“Hurry up!”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Hagg eagerly poured herself a glass of amber liquid, savoring it immediately.
I stored the drill spear in my container, curious about the registered name.
Seeing the displayed name, I shouted reflexively.
“Are you kidding me?!”
I resisted the urge to slam the spear down again.
“What’s wrong now?”
“Ah… nothing.”
How should I even handle this?
“Stop mumbling! Speak like a man!”
“Being a man has nothing to do with this… Anyway, did you name this weapon, Hagg?”
“Hmm? Now that you mention it, I didn’t. Why?”
“Ugh… then why does it have this name…”
“What’s the name? Spit it out!”
“The name is…”
Spiral Dragon Spear Gungnir.
Hagg and Faf lit up with excitement.
Everyone here loves cheesy, over-the-top names.
“Akira obtained the Spiral Dragon Spear Gungnir! Hah, ridiculous.”