Wizard: I brought the wrong system...

Chapter 221 Smelting

The setting sun casts its glow.

The sunlight no longer brings warmth.

A gentle autumn breeze rustled through the leaves, swirling up the withered leaves.

Wisps of smoke were already rising from the small Perrin Estate.

This was part of the preparations for dinner, and also part of the preparations for the campfire that night.

Inside the manor, upon hearing the news of Bard's return, Baron Claire rushed to the infirmary. Seeing the unfamiliar figure on the hospital bed, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I heard from the maid that you returned with an injured child, and I thought something had happened to the wizard Yaro. Who is this child? Why did you bring him back?"

Bard whispered, "This is a child that the wizard Yarrow rescued on the way."

Since it was a matter concerning wizards, Baron Claire didn't interfere. She turned her head and gestured for Bard to leave.

Once the two reached the outside, Baron Claire continued walking, turning in a different direction as if heading towards the dining room, and casually asked, "What happened to the blood on you?"

Bard caught up with him in a few steps, bowed slightly, and explained respectfully: "We encountered a checkpoint set up by Viscount Corey's logistics team at the fork in the road. They wanted to seize our Scalehorned Horses. Wizard Yarrow made the first move, and I could only follow suit and fight back. I got some blood on my hands when I defeated them."

With a few words that downplayed the seriousness of the matter, Bud preemptively absolved himself of responsibility for what he had done.

Baron Claire was unaware of these things, and even if he had, he probably wouldn't have cared.

At this point, he was puzzled by another question: "Why didn't we encounter any checkpoints when we passed by last time?"

and……

Baron Claire frowned, muttering to himself in thought, "Shouldn't such an important matter as establishing checkpoints in a territory be directly controlled by the personal guards?"

The logistics team, as the name suggests, mainly does logistical work.

The checkpoints are not just simple checkpoints; sometimes they are also lines of defense against invasions, so it's not really the logistics team's job.

Bard, unaware of this rule, upon hearing the Baron's words and recalling the captain's self-proclaimed title, quickly added, "Their captain claims to be the Viscount's lover; perhaps it's related to that?"

"A lover?" Baron Claire glanced at Bud, not surprised at all, and instead asked, "Since he's Viscount Corey's lover, why doesn't Viscount Corey transfer him to the personal guard instead of doing something so rule-breaking?"

If she were a true lover, she would never let him do something so risky.

The fact that Viscount Corey's fondness for men was so widespread that Bard had never suspected it before.

"I was tricked?" Bard thought of the civilians the soldiers had bound, and then it dawned on him. "They were just gathering militia? But why would they be gathering them in that location?"

They ran to a place far from any village or shop, set up a guard post there, and if you said they were just recruiting militia, probably no one would believe it.

Bard speculated, "Could it be that the last group we sent were badly beaten, and the newcomers are afraid to disobey orders, so they're staying there?"

Is that so?

Baron Claire still felt that some parts didn't make sense.

Unable to figure it out immediately, he didn't dwell on it and instead asked, "Why are you back so quickly? Where is Wizard Yaro?"

Bard explained, "The area around the castle is now teeming with those monsters. Wizard Yarrow was afraid I would encounter danger outside with the child, so he told me to come back and wait for him."

Baron Claire paused, turning back in surprise to repeat, "Are they teeming with monsters?"

Bard's expression was somewhat grave: "Those monsters didn't retreat like they did during the first outbreak; they're still rampant around Perrin Castle."

If a part is damaged for a long time, it will naturally get bigger and bigger until it suddenly breaks at a certain limit and becomes difficult to control.

"Has the wizard Yaro gone in?" Claire asked to confirm.

Bud nodded firmly: "He went in. I saw him go in with my own eyes, and I didn't see him come out after I left."

Yes, Bard looked back from afar and saw Yaro go in, and then—Bard ran away.

Claire frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up and said, "Give me armor and prepare my horse; I'm going to take a look too!"

"Sir! You can't take this risk!" Bard's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly advised, "Besides, we've already driven away the logistics team that came to recruit soldiers; they could retaliate at any time!"

Claire's mind was made up: "Precisely because we've driven away the conscription logistics, and because you encountered a checkpoint there today, we need to hurry and get out of Viscount Corey's territory as soon as possible!"

"Since Wizard Yarrow has a way to deal with those monsters, I must go and see if there's anything I can do to help. We need to hurry and wipe those monsters out—we must return to Perrin's territory as soon as possible!"

……

Time was of the essence, and Yaro had no idea when the unknown dangers would arrive, so he had no choice but to dismantle all the high-quality firestone from the spare Fiery Greatsword, despite the heartache, to use as fuel for processing.

Since there are no alchemy-related instruments, each step requires Aro to use magic to directly control the process.

With limited time and fuel, all Yarrow could do was make some modifications to the soldiers' heavy armor, and the modifications had to be as few as possible.

Yaro took out a pen and paper from his spatial ring and began to ask himself questions.

"What effect do I most urgently need against heavy armor?"

[The armor provides excellent protection for the limbs and chest. Even without cushioning, the sturdy heavy armor acts like an exoskeleton, dissipating sharp impacts and allowing for a more secure release of power.]

Therefore, it's best not to touch the limbs and chest of the heavily armored part. The magic hand cannot achieve the effect of high-pressure stamping, and the hardness of the modified parts is definitely not as good as that of the craftsman's careful hammering.

"The heavy armor for soldiers is too cumbersome; I need something that I can put on quickly."

The torso of the soldier's heavy armor is an openable iron barrel, all in one piece. This gives it sufficient resistance to rigid attacks, but it also makes it difficult for a single person to wear. Soldiers usually need to help each other to put it on. In case of emergency, the heavily armored soldier can only wear the armor at all times.

[Make a cut here and change it to an interlocking design, that is, change one breastplate into two whole panels, one of which runs from the back through the head to the front to protect, and the other is the side support, connecting to the arms of the heavy armor. The connection point between the two positions is made with mortise and tenon joints.]

This makes it very quick to put on, but the heavy armor is at risk of breaking apart when facing a side impact. However, compared to the speed of putting it on, this is an acceptable drawback.

"I need to cool down! Wearing iron armor and using the Fiery Sword Technique for an extended period of time is absolutely too much for my body!"

(End of this chapter)