A mage? A spell engineer!

Chapter 613 Eating hot pot and singing songs

"Rorschach!" Richard gritted his teeth, but when Rorschach pressed his forehead with a little force, he couldn't help but close his eyelids.

"Our Earl just needs a good night's sleep, and he'll feel much better when he wakes up." Rorschach had Richard float to the carriage bedroom and covered him with a light blanket.

If Richard's current body stays in the Dead Magic Zone for too long, it may fall into eternal slumber after weakening to the extreme—the soul will lose the restraints given by magic and will no longer be able to be contained by the body and will dissipate. The body itself will also gradually shrink and degenerate. Rorschach doesn't know the final result; perhaps it will return to dust? Like transmutation dust that has released its power.

Even in areas with magical networks or where environmental magic is unaffected, Rorschach still couldn't trust Richard. The results of [Axiom Creation] were extraordinary; even the "God of Deception" and the "God of Dionysus" were willing to fight over it.

Mother Earth is naturally of a higher status than the two "minor gods," but what if she takes a fancy to Richard's handsome appearance and wants to possess it and send down an avatar in the material world?

Therefore, Rorschach intends to warn Richard not to take action personally unless absolutely necessary, to be wary of infiltration by various underground cults, and to immediately call for help if anything happens; the people he can call may include, but are not limited to, Rorschach himself.

Meanwhile, we will continue to try to restore our friend's status.

After obtaining Miss Libs' permission, Master Humboldt conducted a thorough examination of Richard, who was forced to sleep soundly. He was somewhat surprised that the body seemed more like a naturally grown creation than something Rorschach had "molded."

This is not surprising. For the border region that stored the prototype of this person, weaving a body is like growing crystals in a saturated solution. It is a process that can spontaneously generate and allow atoms to spontaneously organize themselves in a specific arrangement. It's just that Rorschach provided the raw materials and the driving force.

Furthermore, the so-called perfection is like the fact that the cell structure of a real crystal will always have defects and dopants, while the ideal crystal lattice structure is an extension and expansion that strictly follows the bonding method.

However, it is hollow. The structures such as "flesh," "bones," and "nerves" are all made of heterogeneous raw materials and organized in the form of a living organism. It can fool Richard's own soul, allowing it to stay peacefully inside, but it cannot fool its creator, Rorschach, and the archmage who is proficient in nature magic.

The fake can never become real. However, the main element of the fake is the raw material that makes up the body.

Master Humboldt had already made a judgment. In order to protect the privacy of the person involved and stabilize the emotions of the family, Humboldt used the [Communication Technique] to communicate with Rorschach alone: ​​"You did a very good job. I can hardly understand how you constructed such a body. If the raw materials were not the transmutation dust you mentioned, but something more in line with the composition of life—blood, bone, and flesh, or the components that make up the three, perhaps you could restore him to normal."

"Alright, how about using the limbs of servants, the bones of my father, and the blood of my enemies?"

Master Humboldt's expression immediately turned strange: "Where did you learn this low-class black magic from? Obviously, apart from paternal remains, biological materials from other sources will only have the opposite effect without being processed to reduce them. The master-servant and enemy relationships are also not helpful in shaping and fusing the soul and body, even in a symbolic sense."

"Okay, I just blurted it out on a whim." I didn't just say it randomly, so quickly apologize to that great, nameless, noseless sage!

The two of them and Libs quietly stayed by Richard's side, waiting for the sleeping man to wake up.

The train stopped once for resupply. During this time, an adjutant and soldiers at the supply station came looking for Richard, but Rorschach dealt with them in an unconventional way, allowing Richard, who was about to take up his post, to get some rest.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Richard woke up, feeling relaxed and much stronger than he had been in the capital.

"Less than three hours, even shorter than I expected." Rorschach glanced at his pocket watch and put it away again. He pulled Master Humboldt towards the dining car. "You can eat something now. Although it won't have any practical effect on this body, good food can calm your soul. I'm a little hungry too." If he were to pump magic into himself, Rorschach could go without food or water indefinitely, and pumping too much could even make him nauseous, but he didn't want to torture himself like that!

Humboldt, considering the need to give the young couple space, followed Rorschach in search of food.

Only Richard and Libs remained in the carriage. Earlier, he had fallen into Libs' arms, but this time the girl threw herself into Richard's arms.

"It's alright now," Richard said, stroking the fluffy head reassuringly.

"You need to be careful of Rorschach."

"Um?"

"I've confirmed it now. The reason I couldn't see your fate clearly was largely because of him!" This was the second time Libs had met Rorschach. When she visited Byrne, she noticed that many people's fates were different from those of people in other places. At first, she thought it was just a regional difference.

In this country, Libs saw that the fates of many people were more ethereal and chaotic than "vague," and she began to wonder if there was something wrong with her proud prophetic talent.

Later, she met Richard, whose fate she couldn't fathom at all, which greatly piqued Rebecca's interest.

However, from her cousin who usurped power in Bohemia, to the Varon behind the scenes, and finally to herself and her father being sent to Bain, she met Rorschach for the first time and discovered that everyone's fate was even more chaotic, and at times, they were completely unable to perceive the direction of their destiny.

Today, when Rorschach suddenly entered the train carriage, Libs finally understood—seeing him through her unique perspective, he was like a bottomless abyss! The fates of everyone entangled with him were also affected. And this effect might be global! After regaining her sight, she never saw anyone with a normal fate again.

This caused Libs to develop a deep sense of fear towards Rorschach.

And, very importantly: "Does he have preferences for a partner that differ from the mainstream? He and that somewhat effeminate mage were just staring at each other without saying a word, it gave me goosebumps. You need to be careful."

"Don't talk nonsense. As his brother, I know exactly which type he likes." Richard wanted to roll his eyes, but he was too embarrassed to tell Libs that this guy used to be the most enthusiastic in astrology class.

Rorschach burst through the door: "Master Humboldt and I were exchanging confidential information using [Communication], not gazing into each other's eyes! Miss Krock, apologize to Master Humboldt and me!"

The two men retrieved a cooking pot, a large bag of cheese, several loaves of bread, and various canned goods from the supply wagon. Humboldt directed the other two spellcasters to prepare the popular delicacies of the harsh northern lands. Rorschach was responsible for using the [Disintegration] spell to cut the bread and canned luncheon meat into small cubes, while Richard was responsible for casting a spell to start a fire and heat the pot.

A steaming pot full of cheese exudes the sweet aroma of dairy products. Adding a little white wine gives it better fluidity, like golden lava.

Several people used forks or knives to skewer pieces of food, dipped them into the steaming hot cheese pot, and ate them with wine.

Libs was originally going to complain about why she was going to eat hot pot when it was almost summer, but unexpectedly, the cold wind sneaked in from the gaps in the carriage. Even in the north, it shouldn't be this cold. It was really an abnormally bad weather.

Rorschach swallowed the cheese-covered bread and said to Richard:

"The Senate can provide support to all forces fighting against the Mother Goddess, including your border lordships. We were dealing with a traffic accident, but now, traveling to the North with you will allow us to assess what kind of assistance I and the guild can provide that is best suited for the territory's current development and to cleanse it of the existing pollution from the Mother Goddess."

"And another very important thing is to study your own situation. We'll be staying in your territory for quite some time." He acted like a big spender, not giving the young count any chance to refuse.

(End of this chapter)