Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death

Ch 12.1 - Four Years Later

“Phew… I’m tired…”

I’m sitting in my exclusive research and development room on the church’s second floor, finally finished crafting the structural formula for the A5-sized metal sheet.

Staring at the blueprints laid on my desk, I stretch my back, rubbing my stiff shoulder. The finished drawings number ten sheets in total. Once I let the special magic-power-infused ink dry off for a day, the first phase of the operation will be completed.

Since this is an integral part of the “Hot-Blooded Alarm (With Built-In Explosive Function) No. 8,” I can’t slack off. If I mess up even one pattern or letter, there’s a chance that it will explode. And when that happens, I’m afraid not only I’ll get hurt, but my surroundings too.

Since the demons are coated in miasma and magic essence with a nature that’s different from the rest of the world, if I want to inflict any damage to them, I need to craft the structural formula of the defensive gadgets by hand.

Imagine the headache if I make a mistake, and the Hot-Blooded Alarm suddenly reacts with humans and animals instead.

For that reason, structural formula crafting requires extreme precision.

After this, I need to make its source of power, a stone infused with magic essence called the “Magic Origin Stone.” It’s pretty much like a battery. I’ll assemble it in a waterproof box and test it. If there are no problems, then it’s finished.

Talking about magic essence..

…I can only directly charge it, huh. This time, I need to pace myself and take care so that I won’t collapse from magic exhaustion.

From the half-opened window blows a gentle breeze. As I peer outside, I catch sight of mountains in the distance, the trees in the garden painted pleasant shades of green.

Between these trees is one with peach-colored flowers similar to the shade of cherry blossoms.

But the shape of the flowers resemble red lilies, making it a bit peculiar… Auspicious or unlucky, all in all it’s a weird tree. Why don’t you just copy the flower shape of cherry blossoms? Do you want to seem unique or something? I definitely don’t need that kind of attention to detail. I’ll be happier with the usual cherry blossoms.

Since then, four years pass.

I am currently sixteen years old. At the spring of next year, I will graduate from the municipal school. And then this long school life will finally come to an end.

Sadly, even now, the goddess has yet to contact me.

I wonder why?

As I’ve thought, something must’ve happened.

Since I have no means of contacting her from here, I spend my days at the church praying things like “since you’re the one who urgently contacted me first, don’t you think you should come and talk to me and take responsibility? Just talk to me already or I will seriously get mad and sue you, damn it.”

Anyway, the future Hero is growing well.

As the result of my secret teaching, he’s now strong in both sword and magic, to the point that even the teacher can’t beat him.

Well, he’s still no match for me, though!

It’s just that… Since things have become pretty dangerous lately, I’ve worked even harder on my fencing so that he won’t beat me in a fight. As such, the energy I have left for researching the structural formulas is very limited. But until he graduates from the municipal school, no way will he overpower me.