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I Reincarnated As The Greatest Genius of a Prestigious Family!

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Chapter 105: Just Who Are You?

Archanium.

As soon as I heard it, I thought of Archana.

Sure enough...

“It is a very rare metal. There are very few ruins of the Kingdom of Archana, and there are almost none left of the old royal palace. In them, only a very small amount of this ore has been discovered.”

That was why it was called Archanium.

“But we only know that it is metal. No one has been able to figure out the purpose or composition of this ore.”

“Why?”

He answered as if it were a given. “Because it can’t be refined or analyzed. I don’t know why. No technology that exists can analyze or melt that ore. And neither can I.”

What on earth was the Kingdom of Archana? The legacy of that kingdom now flowed through my body.

“That Archanium is something that cannot be melted even at temperatures reaching thousands of degrees. That is why it is treated as a rare collector’s item at best.”

“That’s amazing.”

“That’s why I left it as is, so look at this other thing. The thing next to it is called ‘Atma’, a mineral that is only found in the deep veins of the Khabarovsk Mountains. If you mix it well with other metals, it will chip any weapon the moment it hits...”

I couldn't hear his next words. My gaze was fixed solely on Archanium.

What was this feeling? It felt like it was calling me. This seemingly featureless rock seemed to be speaking to me from the moment I focused my gaze on it.

As if it was asking me to take it.

“Are you listening to me?"

I reached for the Archanium without hesitation.

“There’s no use looking—-”

Whoooooong...

The Archanium began to glow green.

"...at it."

It really worked. The call was real. As expected, it reacted.

I lifted the Archanium and showed it to him.

“Can you refine it if it’s like this?”

"...What is going on?" He stared blankly at the Archanium and muttered, "Did I store it wrong... That can't be possible...."

Then, with great difficulty, he asked me through gritted teeth, “I’ve been curious for a while now... What on earth are you?”

I answered with a grin, “I am Dane Sogres, the son of Count Sogres, the ruler of the South, and a first year student at the Imperial Academy’s Autonomous Department.”

He let out a hollow laugh, as if he were at a loss.

“That’s not what I asked.”

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Bulbaq.

Bulbaq was a mutant born between a dwarf father and a human mother, and he was currently unable to understand the present situation.

'The Archanium responded.'

He was ostracized by people and called a 'monster' since childhood. On the other hand, thanks to his abilities, he was able to enter the Thermion forge, which was said to be only accessible to the best blacksmiths.

The ability to smell metal. It was an ability that even normal dwarves didn’t have.

Bulbaq had honed his ability so much that he could tell not only whether a metal had been processed, but also how it had been processed, just by smelling it.

Simply put, he was extremely sensitive to the state of minerals, such as metals.

In that sense, the Archanium's reaction was truly enormous.

'It was a mineral that even the greatest dwarves in history could not touch because they did not know how to do so.'

Archanium. A metal that was only used in the ancient magic kingdom of Archana, and one no one could use after Archana was destroyed. Even the items made with this Archanium were all lost, so their abilities weren’t properly known.

It was a metal that was truly shrouded in mystery.

'Maybe we can figure it out now.'

This kid, Dane Sogres, caused a reaction the moment he touched it.

For a moment, a thought occurred to him.

‘Is this not Archanium? Or is this little brat messing around?'

Bulbaq, like most dwarves, was not particularly fond of magic. Still, he didn’t hate it as much as regular dwarves did.

If that were the case, he wouldn't have even looked at the magical facilities that existed here at the Thermion Forge. He was different from the dwarves who unconditionally insisted on traditional methods.

“Hand it here.”

Bulbaq held out his hand. If the kid had messed with it, or if it was a different metal, he’d get caught right away.

“Here.”

But Bulbaq knew the moment he held it. It was the first time in his life that he smelled such a scent.

Archanium.

Before, there was no scent at all, but after reacting to Dane, it finally started to smell like metal.

“It’s sweet...”

It had a sweet aroma that would make even priests and wise men on ascetic journeys lose their minds.

Bulbaq never thought metal could smell like this. It seemed to be crying out for him to refine it quickly.

His heart started pounding.

Archanium.

This metal, which no dwarf in the world could handle...

Maybe he could refine it.

"Can you refine it?" Dane asked.

“I will try.” Bulbaq snapped out of his daze and asked Dane, “You... were you born with something like me?”

Dane shrugged. “Maybe so.”

"...Of all the people who've come here so far, you’re the strangest."

Many amazing people had visited the Thermion Forge so far. Not only people commonly referred to as 'heroes' in history books had visited but also royals in the distant past, and although it was a secret known only to a select few, villains who shook the world had also visited.

'Because they weren’t villains back then.'

But, this one maybe... He might shake the world.

As a hero or as a villain.

“You said you wanted to make a sword? Alright. I’ll make it for you.”

“Was someone else originally going to make it?” Dane asked.

“The commissions for so-so people usually are done by other smiths. That doesn’t mean their skills are lacking. It’s just that I’m overwhelmingly superior.”

Dane chuckled at Bulbaq's consistent attitude, but on the other hand, he thought he could trust him because of that.

“Looking at your physique, the length should be about this... The center of gravity is on this side. Hmm. I guess I’ll have to try refining it to find out. Besides, I don’t even know what kind of characteristics this Archanium has.”

But one thing seemed certain.

There was something hidden in it that was completely different from all the metals Bulbaq had encountered so far.

But then…

Whoooooong...

The light disappeared.

“What happened?”

The Archanium returned to its featureless state from before Dane touched it.

"Ha."

Was reaction time over?

Bulbaq handed the Archanium back to Dane.

Then the Archanium reacted again.

However, after a similar amount of time had passed, the light of the Archanium disappeared again.

'...What an unexpected difficulty.'

Could it be that this was a metal that only reacted to certain beings?

“Have you ever thought about learning metallurgy?” It might sound ridiculous, but Bulbaq was that desperate and curious. “No. Instead, how about staying by my side until it’s done?”

Dane just laughed at that. His expression made it seem as if he didn't care at all. In fact, since he came in earlier, he didn't seem to have much interest in weapons, unlike the others.

'Surely he won’t say no, right?'

But—

"That won't work."

“But you could have a one-of-a-kind weapon that’s never existed in the world.”

“I have to participate in the Academy Festival, study, and train.”

“...”

The words, "for that simple reason", were at the tip of Bulbaq’s tongue.

“It might be difficult to stay here.”

“...Fuu.” 

Bulbaq was extremely disappointed. Why should he blow this opportunity for such a simple reason? Of course, it wasn't completely blown away.

“Yeah, vacation. There was a vacation. How about then?”

“Ah. I have some plans then.”

"...Fuck." It wouldn’t work now, and it wouldn’t work during vacation either. "This is a tremendous opportunity!”

Bulbaq was angry. This was a situation that every blacksmith in the world dreamed of, and it was a golden opportunity for the person concerned to obtain a one-of-a-kind weapon!

But he said he couldn’t help because he had plans and had to prepare for a festival?

“Alright. Then just a short time will be fine.”

Bulbaq, holding the Archanium, immediately led Dane into a space filled with great heat. The heat could be felt from the moment you entered the area. It was where they melted iron.

“If it were ordinary steel or metal, it would be shaped so that it could be quenched right away, but this is raw ore. It has to be melted first.”

Dane seemed to understand and injected mana again to make the Archanium react. Bulbaq accepted it and continued, “No matter how much it reacts, if it doesn’t melt, I can’t make a weapon.”

Then, all of a sudden, he put the Archanium into a blazing red cauldron.

“Let’s see if it melts in a reacted state.”

But the results were disappointing.

When he took out the Archanium again a while later, it was hot and showed no signs of melting at all.

“As expected.”

Bulbaq was disappointed. He couldn’t be happy just because it reacted. It was fine if you were a collector, but he wanted to melt it down and make a weapon out of it.

“Is this not enough?”

Just as a feeling of emptiness was creeping in一

“Kikreuk.”

Bulbaq heard a cry and turned his head to see what looked like a baby wyvern flapping its wings.

“Karnas, do you want to give it a try?” Dane asked.

“Kikreuk!”

Bulbaq asked blankly, “What is that?”

“It’s a secret.”

"...Huh?"

Dane placed the Archanium he had received in front of the cauldron and told Karnas, “Just shoot lightly.”

“Kikreuk!”

Fwoosh!

Fire came shooting out all of a sudden.

The moment the flames touched the Archanium...

“I-it’s melting.”

The Archanium instantly turned bright red and began to melt.

Bulbaq blinked. Something crazy was happening. An ore that wasn’t able to be melted by the Thermion forge, which was said to be able to melt anything, had been melted by that creature's flames?

“Karnas, that’s enough.”

“Kirrrrr!”

As the flames died down, the red-hot Archanium came into view. Bulbaq stared blankly, then a brilliant idea occurred to him.

"Alright."

Those flames. All he needed was those flames.

“Wait a moment.”

What Bulbaq came running out with was an artifact that could trap fire.

“I didn’t know I’d ever use this,” Bulbaq admitted.

The kilns made in the Thermion forge were the best, but other blacksmith's kilns were different. It was difficult to raise or maintain the temperature at a certain level, so in the past, the Thermion forge used to store and sell its fire to other forges.

'I never knew it could be used like this.'

“Have him breathe his flames here.”

Dane noticed right away and noted, “You’re trying to contain his flames.”

“Yes. You said you couldn’t come often.”

“Alright. Karnas, are you ready?”

“Kikreuk!”

Karnas replied as if saying to leave it to him.

Fwoosh!

The artifact, which looked like a large crystal ball, was filled with Karnas’ flames, and soon flames began to swirl inside.

“Alright. That’s enough. As expected, it fills up quickly. This isn’t an ordinary fire.”`

Karnas’ flames were powerful enough to melt even magic barriers. It had a very high heat, but what was important was that it was a special flame.

“Whew. This will do.”

Now he could do it. Bulbaq didn’t know how long this fire would last, but at least he could try.

"...By the way, what is that little one? I don't know for sure, but I don't think it's a wyvern...”

Dane just smiled.

Bulbaq just shrugged at the sight and said, “Well, it doesn’t seem like an evil creature, so that’s fine. It seems like you don’t want to talk, so let’s move on.”

It didn’t matter what it was. Now that he could melt this Archanium. Now he could create something, regardless of whether there was a reaction or not.

Bulbaq gulped drily.

He wanted to make it quickly.

He wanted to melt that ore down and create the masterpiece of a lifetime.

The best blacksmith working in the best forge in the empire was drooling right now.

"Oh, if you're curious about the progress, just stop by. I also need to check the reaction after processing. You'll probably find out what kind of sword will be created soon.”

“I will.” Dane continued to speak with little to no anticipation.

Was that why?

It hurt Bulbaq’s pride and raised his motivation.

'I'll definitely satisfy him.'

He had never once disappointed a client so far.

“You can go now.”

“Yes. Let’s go, Karnas.”

“Kikreuk!”

Bulbaq escorted Dane outside and watched his departing figure as he thought, 'What the hell is that brat?'

Dane Sogres.

Bulbaq knew about Count Sogres, and he’d heard rumors that his children were amazing. However, it seemed like there was something hidden inside Dane that he didn’t know about.

'It's not my concern.'

Even though he worked at the Thermion forge, his client's information was top secret. There would be nothing to gain from being too curious.

"Alright."

From now on, all he had to do was focus on melting and pounding this metal, Archanium. He was curious about what kind of item would come out.

'Kid, next time you come here your mouth will drop open.'

It was a moment when the Empire's greatest smith made a tremendous pledge.

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