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A Mercenary’s Rebirth Among Nobles Chapter 147

Chapter 147

— They say the​‍⁠ head of the‍‌​ Dominic Guild knows‌​ a smelting method​ for a metal⁠​ comparable to adamantium!‌‍⁠

— And that, on‍‍ top of that,‍ it can be⁠​‌ mass-produced easily, in⁠ an amount sufficient⁠ to heavily equip‍ ten thousand soldiers!​​⁠

The​‌ conversation that Lucian⁠​‌ and Dominic had‍‍​ spread in the‌‌⁠ blink of an​​‍ eye throughout the‌‍ entire north.

It​⁠ was news far​⁠⁠ too shocking to​ be dismissed outright​‍ as mere merchant​​‍ bragging.

What‌ kind of metal​‍ was adamantium? The⁠​​ king of metals,‍‌ so absurdly hard‌‌⁠ that its extraction‍⁠​ and smelting required‍‌‌ an enormous amount‍‍‍ of time and⁠⁠‍ cost.

Due‍ to the difficulty‌​‌ of mining it,⁠ regardless of how‌​‍ many veins existed,‍‌⁠ the annual amount​ that could be​⁠‌ extracted never exceeded‌ a certain limit.‌

And​ now they were‌​ saying that there‌‍ existed a metal⁠​‍ comparable to adamantium​‌ that could be‍‍ mass-produced as easily‌ as pulling something‌ out of a field.

“He’s​ gone mad. Has‌⁠‍ Dominic become senile‌ with age?”

“One‍‌ should know how​⁠ to exaggerate in⁠‍ moderation. A smelting​‍‌ method comparable to‌ adamantium?”

“But⁠‍‍ if it were‌ true, wouldn’t it‍​‌ be a discovery‍⁠‌ capable of shaking⁠​ the entire continent?”‌‍

“I​⁠‍ don’t think a magnate of Dominic’s⁠​‍ level would make‌ something like that​‌‌ up for no‍‌‌ reason.”

The‌ attention of the⁠‌⁠ entire north focused⁠ all at once⁠‌ on Asagrim.

If,⁠​‍ even one time​‌ in a thousand,​​⁠ Dominic’s words turned‍​ out to be⁠‌‍ true, it was​​⁠ not a matter‌‍ that could be‌‌ taken lightly.

Lucian⁠ had already brought​ with him, from‍‌ beyond the tundra,‍ an enormous number​ of giants.

Even⁠‍ with ordinary equipment,‍​⁠ that alone would‍‌‍ already be a colossal force. But⁠​‍ if they were⁠ additionally armed with‌ equipment on the‍​​ level of adamantium?​⁠

It‍​ was no exaggeration‍‌ to say that‌‌ he would obtain‍​⁠ power sufficient to‌‌ conquer the entire‌‍‌ north without anyone​⁠‌ finding it strange.‍⁠‌

In‍ other words, the​⁠ lord who managed​ to recruit Dominic​‍ could make that‌‌​ force his own.⁠‌

‘Even​‌‌ if he has‌ incurred the duke’s​‍​ resentment, if he‍⁠ delivers the promised‍‍​ amount, he’ll soon‌ be set free.’​

‘At‍⁠ that moment, I’ll‍ have to approach‍‍‌ him before anyone‍‌​ else and secure​​⁠ him.’

‘If⁠‌​ only I could​ get my hands⁠​‍ on a manufacturing‍ method for a metal equivalent to‌‌‍ adamantium…’

While‌​ the lords of​⁠‍ the north watched‌ Asagrim with various‌ hidden schemes, Lucian‍‍​ made no visible‍‍ move.

He‌‌⁠ merely kept watch⁠‍⁠ over the members‍​​ of the tribes‍ who had settled‍ there and waited‌⁠⁠ silently until the‍​‌ promised date with⁠ Dominic arrived.

Of‌ course, he was⁠ closely following the‍‍ movements of the⁠ other lords as​‍ well, so he‌ understood perfectly what⁠ was going through‍​ each of their‍​‍ minds.

“You‌⁠ can hear the⁠ drool dripping all‌ the way over‌‌ here. And that’s‍‍ without it even⁠‌‌ being confirmed whether⁠‍⁠ what that guy‌‍ says is true​‌ or not.”

“That’s‌ true, but what​‌⁠ do you plan⁠⁠‌ to do if​‌​ Dominic really brings‍ a metal comparable⁠‍ to adamantium?”

“What’s‌​ the problem? Are‍‌‍ you worried I’ll⁠ forgive him?”

“On​⁠ the contrary. I’m‌⁠ worried that Your⁠ Highness will ignore​‌ its value and‍ kill him.”

Hans⁠⁠‌ looked at Lucian‍⁠ with a serious‍⁠⁠ expression.

“Your‍⁠ Highness, if that‍‍‌ man truly fulfills⁠⁠ his promise, you​⁠⁠ need not worry‍‍​ about me. I may come from‍ humble origins, but‌‍ I at least⁠‌ know that, for​‍‍ the sake of‍ a greater cause,‌ there are lesser​ things that must⁠​ be overlooked.”

“So‍ you want me⁠ to forgive him‍ if he really‍ brings a metal‍ of that level?”‍

“Your​⁠ Highness has taken​‌‍ that man by⁠​ his weak point.⁠⁠ In other words,​⁠ you have obtained‌​​ the opportunity to​ subdue him before​⁠ anyone else. Do‌ not let such‍ a chance slip⁠‌ away just because‍‌‍ you are worried⁠⁠​ about someone like​ me.”

At‍‍​ Hans’s sincere advice,‌ Lucian formed a bitter smile. He‌‌ was glad for​‌ his vassal’s clear​ and unreserved loyalty,‍‍‍ but at the‌ same time it‌​‍ pained him to​ see how he​​ belittled himself.

Even‍ more so when​​ he placed the⁠‍⁠ value of a mere merchant like‍⁠‌ Dominic above his‍ own.

“I⁠‌ understand what you‌ mean. But that‌ won’t happen. That⁠ man won’t be⁠‍ able to fulfill⁠ what he promised.”​​​

“From‍‌‍ what I’ve heard,‌‌‍ the Dominic Guild⁠⁠ is already transporting​‍ black, gleaming metal‌​ ingots here…”

“The‍‍‍ fact that someone⁠ displays their result​‌‍ with such confidence​‌ does not necessarily‌ mean that the⁠‌‌ result itself is‍​​ genuine.”

“How‌⁠ can you be‍‌‍ so sure?”

Hans​ found it difficult‌ to understand Lucian’s‌ certainty. After all,‌‍​ it was the‌​ Dominic Guild, one​‍ of the most‍‍‌ renowned major merchant‍ groups on the​‍​ continent. It wasn’t‌​​ that they lacked‌​‍ capability.

That⁠⁠​ Lucian harbored not​⁠ even the slightest⁠‌‌ expectation struck him​⁠⁠ as strange.

Facing⁠⁠ Hans’s gaze filled⁠ with doubt, Lucian‌‍‌ smiled faintly.

“Because​‌​ I think I more or less‍​ know what kind​ of metal that‌⁠‌ bastard is going‌​⁠ to bring.”

“Huh?”​⁠

“Since‌‍‌ we’ve come this‌​‍ far, I’ll tell‌‌⁠ you an interesting‍ fact.”

Lucian‌‍​ stepped closer and⁠‍ whispered into Hans’s​‍ ear.

“The‍ metal he’ll bring,​‌ so full of‌ confidence, will turn‌​⁠ to dust in‌‌‌ less than ten​‍​ minutes.”

“…!?”‌

***⁠‌⁠

On‍ the agreed day‍ to reveal the‌‍‍ metal ingot, Dominic‌ appeared before Lucian‌ with an expression​‍ brimming with confidence.​

Then,‌ holding with the‌ utmost care one‍⁠ of the many​‌ black-gloss ingots he​‍ had brought, he‌ presented it respectfully.‌‍⁠

“Your⁠‍ Highness, here is⁠‍ the metal comparable‍‌ to adamantium that⁠ I promised you‍​⁠ earlier.”

“Hmm.”⁠

Lucian‍⁠⁠ received the black-gloss‌​ ingot with an‌⁠ indifferent gesture.

Aside​‌ from its dark‌ color, it did‍⁠ not look very​‌​ different from an‌ ordinary steel ingot.‌

“It​ is an alloy​⁠ called tenebrium. I cannot reveal the‍‌ method or proportions‍‌ of its manufacture,‍‍ but it undoubtedly⁠​‍ possesses a resistance⁠ comparable to that​ of adamantium.”

“The‍‌ name sounds imposing.‍​‌ Did you also​ bring equipment made​ from this metal?”​⁠‌

“Of‍‌‍ course.”

At‍‌ Dominic’s snap of​‌​ his fingers, some​⁠​ workers approached from‍⁠‍ behind carrying several​⁠ items—a cuirass, a sword, and a spear, all in‌​‌ the same dark‌⁠ tone as the‌⁠ tenebrium.

Lucian​ gave them a quick glance and⁠‍‌ then turned his‍‍​ head to the‍⁠​ side.

“Hugo.⁠ Test it.”

“Yes.”⁠⁠‍

Hugo⁠ stepped forward without​ hesitation, drew his‌⁠ sword, reinforced his‍​ body with mana,⁠‍‌ and then unleashed‌⁠​ a slash with‌​‍ all his strength‌‍⁠ against the cuirass‌⁠‌ placed to the‌⁠‍ side.

It​‍⁠ was a strike⁠‌​ accompanied by a sword technique; had​‍​ it been an​ ordinary cuirass, it‌​⁠ would have been​ split cleanly in‍‌⁠ two without question.⁠‍

Clang!​​

“…!”‌⁠​

The‍⁠‌ sword rebounded with⁠ a loud clang​​ upon colliding with​​⁠ the cuirass. Even‌‌​ Hugo, who had‌‌⁠ wielded the weapon,⁠‌‍ was taken aback​‌ by the unexpected⁠ hardness.

Before‌‍ the astonished gazes‌‌⁠ of everyone present,‌ Dominic smiled smugly.​

“I‍​⁠ told you. It‌‌ has resistance comparable​‍ to adamantium. Unless​⁠‍ it is attacked​ with a metal⁠​ of equal hardness,​ an ordinary sword⁠‍ won’t leave even⁠ a scratch.”

“Hugo.‍‍‌ This time, use‍‌ the sword brought‌⁠ by the head​ of the Dominic‌‌‍ Guild.”

“Ah…‌​‍ yes!”

Ignoring​⁠​ Dominic’s explanation, Lucian​⁠ issued the order⁠​ once more.

Hugo,‍​⁠ still bewildered, obeyed‍ faithfully. With the‍‍ exact same force​​ as before, the⁠​ black blade struck‌⁠‍ the cuirass.

Craack!‍​​

“Huh!”‍‌

At⁠⁠⁠ the sight of⁠⁠​ the blade embedded⁠ halfway into the‌‌‌ cuirass, gasps were‌ heard everywhere. That​‌ result could only‌ occur if both‍‌​ metals had very‌​ similar hardness.

Having⁠ demonstrated the resistance⁠​‍ of tenebrium, Dominic⁠ bowed his head‍‍‌ with a relaxed⁠‍​ expression.

“If⁠ you wish, you‍‍‌ may subject it‌‍⁠ to any tests⁠‌​ you like.”

“No,‌​​ there’s no need.‍ It’s impressive resistance.‌​ I don’t know⁠⁠ if it reaches⁠ the level of‍ adamantium, but at‍ the very least⁠⁠⁠ it’s on the‍ next tier.”

“For​​ Your Highness to​​ say that is—”​⁠

“However.”⁠‌

Lucian‌⁠ interrupted Dominic and‍‍ tapped the tenebrium‍ ingot lightly.

“In‍⁠‌ my opinion, there⁠ is a serious‌‍ flaw. Head of‌⁠ the Dominic Guild,‍​ you aren’t hiding‌‍ something from me,‍ are you?”

Under‍​⁠ Lucian’s sharp gaze,‍ Dominic shuddered.

Did‌‌‌ he know something​‍ about tenebrium?

‘No…​ that’s impossible.’

Dominic⁠​ immediately rejected the‌⁠ thought that crossed​⁠⁠ his mind.

He⁠⁠ was the only⁠⁠ one who knew⁠​ the method of⁠​ manufacturing tenebrium. At‍​‌ most, there had‌‌‍ been three others​‍​ who knew it,‍​ and all three⁠ had already passed​⁠ on.

‘He’s‍‌⁠ probing me. He’s‍‌‍ pretending to have​⁠​ noticed a hidden‌ secret to try⁠⁠‍ to shake me.’‌​⁠

For​‍‌ his age, that‍‌⁠ young noble was‌⁠ skilled, but he​⁠‌ was still far‍‍‌ from being able‍​ to unsettle Dominic.⁠‍

That⁠ kind of psychological‍ warfare was something‍⁠ Dominic had experienced‍⁠ to excess throughout⁠​ his life.

Convinced⁠‌ of Lucian’s intent,‌ Dominic denied it‌⁠ firmly.

“How⁠ could I hide‍‍⁠ a product defect⁠ from Your Highness?​‌‍ Moreover, tenebrium is‌‌⁠ the object with​​‌ which I seek‌​​ to have my⁠ sins forgiven. Tampering‍ with something like⁠‍‌ that would be⁠‌ the same as​⁠⁠ defiling my own⁠⁠⁠ soul.”

“Oh,‌​ really?”

At⁠ Dominic’s words, spoken​​⁠ without the slightest‍‌‌ hint of shame,‌ Lucian let out‌ a small chuckle‌‍ and gave an‌‍‌ order to one‍ of the servants.‍​

“Bring‌‌ a large container‌ filled with salt‍ water. It must‌‌‌ be large enough‍⁠ to completely submerge⁠ this cuirass.”

“…!?”⁠

Upon‍​⁠ hearing “salt water,”‌‌ a chilling shiver⁠ ran down Dominic’s​​‍ spine. Of all‍​ possible things, salt‌ water?

Realizing​​ that something was​ wrong, Dominic awkwardly⁠​ opened his mouth.⁠

“Y-Your‌​‍ Excellency…”

“Shut​​ up.”

Lucian‌‍‍ cut him off⁠‍ with a sharp⁠‌⁠ command, making it‍​​ clear that he⁠‍​ had no intention‌‌ of listening to​⁠ excuses.

While‌‍‌ Dominic could only⁠ move his lips‌ without a sound,‌⁠⁠ the large container⁠ filled with salt​‍ water was made⁠‍​ ready.

“It’s⁠‍ ready, Your Highness.”‌​

“Submerge‍⁠ the cuirass in​​ the salt water.”⁠​⁠

“Eh?​‍ A-ah… yes!”

At​‍‌ the unexpected order,​‌ the servants, though‌⁠ confused, submerged the​ cuirass. The onlookers‍​ tilted their heads‍⁠ in bewilderment.

That‍ metal being vulnerable‌‌ to salt was⁠‌‍ something that only⁠‍⁠ happened after prolonged⁠⁠‍ exposure. Submerging it‍​ for an instant‌⁠‌ shouldn’t cause anything.​ What was he‍​‍ doing?

Fortunately,​‍ the doubt did​‌ not last long.‌

Crshhh.‌‍

“E-eh?”‌​‌

“The​⁠ armor is crumbling!”​​⁠

Just‍⁠​ as someone shouted,​‌ the cuirass began​‌‌ to fall apart⁠ little by little‌​ within the salt​‍ water.

It‌⁠ was impossible to​‌ believe that it‍ was made of⁠‍ the same material‌ that, moments earlier,⁠ had stopped a knight’s sword.

In‍‍​ less than ten​‌ minutes, the cuirass​ was completely disintegrated⁠​‌ and dispersed in‌‌ the water.

“Put​‍ the rest of‍ the equipment in⁠ as well.”

“Yes!”‍

The‍‍‌ servants began to​ place the remaining​‌ pieces Dominic had​‌‍ brought into the⁠ container one by‍​ one.

Like‌⁠ the cuirass, all​​‌ of them crumbled‍​‍ with almost ridiculous⁠‍​ ease just from⁠ being in contact​ with the salt‌​‌ water.

After‍ watching all the⁠ equipment dissolve, Lucian​‍​ spoke in a voice laden with​ mockery.

“It⁠ dissolves quite nicely.⁠​ And this is​‍​ a metal comparable⁠⁠‌ to adamantium?”

“Y-Your​⁠‌ Highness…!”

Dominic,​​‌ pale as wax,‍ trembled uncontrollably with⁠​ his forehead pressed​‍⁠ to the ground.‌‌⁠

Seeing⁠ that they would​‍‍ get no explanation​⁠ from him, the‍‍ gazes naturally turned​ toward Lucian.

“Your​⁠‍ Highness, what does‍ this mean?”

“Black⁠ magic.”

“Black⁠ magic?”

“Within​ black magic, there‌​ is a spell⁠‌‌ that absorbs life⁠⁠ force and infuses​‌ it into other‌⁠‌ objects or beings‌‍‌ to temporarily reinforce​ them. That was⁠ the trick he‍​‍ used.”

“That’s​ not true!”

A desperate cry escaped⁠‍ Dominic’s lips.

Yes,‍‌‌ he had used‌​ magic. Magic from‌​ the school of‌‍ metal, which extracts⁠‌ energy from the​‍‍ earth and transfers⁠‍ it to other‍⁠‍ minerals.

A mineral infused with​ terrestrial energy increases⁠​‍ its hardness in​‌⁠ proportion to the​⁠‍ amount infused, but‍⁠‍ after a certain​⁠ time it returns‌‍‍ to its original​ strength.

It⁠⁠ was only that​⁠⁠ kind of magic!‍ Black magic that​⁠ absorbs life force?‌‍

“I-It’s‍ true that I used magic, but​⁠‍ not black magic!‍⁠ Why… why would​ I use black‌‍⁠ magic…?”

“That’s⁠ what I want​ to know. Why‌ did you resort​ to black magic,‍⁠‌ knowing perfectly well‌‌⁠ what kind of​​​ monsters black mages‌‍ are?”

“Your‍‍​ Highness!”

When‌ Dominic tried to‍​‌ protest once more,‍‍⁠ he stopped short⁠‌ upon seeing the‌‌ smile that formed​‍⁠ on Lucian’s lips.⁠⁠‌

Why‌⁠ was Lucian so​‍⁠ convinced that he​‌ had used black‌⁠‍ magic? Even without‍​‌ resorting to it,‍‌⁠ there were countless⁠​‍ spells capable of⁠​‌ producing similar effects,⁠ even if only‍​​ temporarily.

‘Don’t‌ tell me…’

What‌ if that mention‌​ of black magic‌‌ was not due‍‍⁠ to a misunderstanding?‍‍ What if, even​ knowing it was‌‌ ordinary magic, Lucian⁠ was deliberately trying​ to brand him‌ as a black⁠‌‍ mage?

When⁠‌ that thought occurred‌ to him, Dominic‌ felt every hair⁠ on his body⁠ stand on end.⁠‌‌

‘He‌⁠ caught me.’

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