Heavenly Magician
Chapter 70: Secrets of the History of the West

"Although I must confess, I also have a personal interest in you, Shin. I wonder what kind of man my little Hilda dreams of. I just want to judge your character."

"Grandfather." Hilda said as she looked at her grandfather with moved eyes.

"For the past few months, whenever Hilda spoke, it was only about you, Your Majesty. He'll breathe and start imagining you. He thought we wouldn't notice, but how could I ignore the fact that he would always ask the traveling merchant about Glory."

"You too, brother."

I glanced at the bewildered Hilda, but I was more interested in the sword of Destin.

The sword is old. And there was what looked like an ancient letter engraved on the surface of the blade. There was also a crystal embedded in its hilt.

"Doubt that I'm holding it?"

"Please."

I gripped the handle and lifted it up, watching it well. I could almost feel the rest of the magic inside.

"Did this sword have any special effects?"

"Huh. I'm amazed you can tell just by looking. The sword had a regenerative effect for its sword user. It can patch small wounds, and even deep wounds."

So. So it is likely to be fascinated by some kind of [Recovery] magic or something weaker.

"The best blacksmiths in Palestine can do nothing either. I was told that this sword material was something that he was completely unfamiliar with. The regeneration ability is now gone. And I'm afraid the sword is completely destroyed."

"What does this phrase mean?" I said while looking at a sentence engraved on the blade of the sword.

"Ah, I don't know. There is no mention of it in our family history. That language seems to be the language used by the ancient civilization, Fortune."

Fortune yes.

Hearing a language I knew made me very excited to know the meaning of the ancient writing.

"[Translate] Fortune."

When I read his writing, suddenly my reading spirit disappeared and was replaced with a rising tone of voice.

"Whataaa!?" That's my scream.

My shoulders slumped like they were out of energy.

The inscription on the blade of the sword was a signature. The mark that someone carved on their creation to prove that it was theirs.

And, with [Translate], I can see what it is. I don't even know what to expect, but it's definitely not this.

"Designed by Regina Babylon." Mumbles.

Why should it be here. Why would that crazy doctor throw everything away. He was tired of being an inventor at the time.

I briefly pondered whether this was fate or doom.

"Is something wrong, Shin?"

"T-No. It's just that this sword was made by the same person who made Frame Rescue."

"What!?" The former King's eyes were also wide-eyed.

I don't know why this sword is here, nor do I expect to find it. I wonder if I can call it a Horny sword rather than a Holy Sword, given the lascivious Physician's inclination.

"It's been over ten thousand years, so maybe his magic power must have been drained. You have sealed it all this time and only used it for the ceremony? It was possible that his sword was weakening bit by bit as it was cut off from the rest of the magic in the air." I said that while mashing the broken sword forward.

I was thinking if it was disconnected from magic and weakened, magic might have kept it intact.

His sword is broken.

"Ten thousand years!? But this is the founding sword of our Kingdom. I can't believe the history of the Westin stretches that far."

"When was Westin founded?" I asked the King.

"About three hundred years ago. It is said that our founder used the power of the Westin to unite the quarreling tribes of the area, and created the Kingdom of the Knights of the Westin."

This thing must have fallen from the barn, then, a wandering knight took it. He used his power to end the war in the region, and eventually the establishment of the Kingdom of the Knights of the Westin. Very stunning.

Why did this thing fall from the barn. Was there a leak on the FIB back then that caused this sword to fall. I'll ask the doctor that.

"Well, I'll fix it. There shouldn't be any problems. I can also add the spell back."

I cast a spell to fix it. Spells that previously disappeared could easily be added back. 

I also increased the reserve of mana that his sword had. As long as they did not seal it back inside the box, they would not have to worry about running out of mana.

After the sword is finished, I hand the sword back to the King.

"Ooh!"

"Pedangnya kembali normal."

"thank you. Now we can continue the ceremony. We owe you."

The King took the Holy Sword with his right hand, and sliced his own left arm. Blood flowed from the wound, but the wound immediately disappeared in an instant.

"It's working like before again, or rather increasing than before."

Oh gosh. Did I unintentionally give a stronger effect.

The sword will absorb magic from the air and then use that magic to defend itself and heal its owner.

"Maybe the sword is a little different than before, sorry."

"No, no. You did it amazingly. Thank you very much."

The king sheathed the sword, but he did not put it in the sealed box this time.

He doesn't have to do that. I finally explained to him that as long as he exposed his sword to the fresh air for a full day each year, then it didn't matter. And after understanding, he finally agreed that the seal of the box would be opened once a year, on the anniversary of the establishment of the Kingdom of Palestine.

After that, it was time to celebrate the accession of the Prince. I also decided to give him the sword Phrasium.

The Phrasium Sword is the perfect form of the Mithril sword I used to wear. So it'll be useful for him.

I also started wearing it because it was more effective than Mithril's sword. This will also help me in the face of the Failer.

Not forgetting that I designed it in the same shape as the Nestin, the logo of the Destin was clearly displayed on the handle of his sword.

His sword was made very light, sharp, and indestructible. It was the perfect sword for battle. But it's not good for training matches or duels. The sword is too sharp. If the other swords were to clash with it, the weaker blades would definitely be destroyed.

When it was finished, I handed it over to the new King and his family.

Although I was hesitant at first to give the sword to the perverted old geezer who was only interested in a woman's butt, but in the end I still gave it because it would be unfair if he didn't get it too.

"This is an amazing gift. The sword that my sister used to admire so much now I have it too. Your Majesty, are you seriously giving this sword to me?" He he said that while holding the sword with both hands and looking at me with eyes that sparkled towards me.

"Yes. Of course." Answer me with a little smile.

Hearing that sentence from me made him very happy, he started to lift the sword into the air, took it out of its sheath and tried to cut through the wind.

Thank goodness she liked it, however I wanted to establish a good relationship with my future brother-in-law.

After the celebration of the ascension of the Prince's Throne for 2 days, I decided to return to Glory.

Of course I came back not alone, I took Hilda with me as one of my potential fiancees.

I still cannot accept my Fate with twelve wives, whether my Fate in the future will be squeezed by my twelve wives. I don't want to imagine it now.

That's how I muttered from the Kingdom of Palestine to my own Kingdom.

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Arriving at Glory, I was immediately greeted by our butler at the palace door.

"Welcome, Your Majesty." He said while acting like a servant.

"Thank you for the welcome."

After my words, Hilda who had originally set out with me and was still standing beside me had suddenly disappeared.

Heh. Where's Hilda.

"Laims. Have you seen Hilda?"

"His Majesty Queen Hilda was gone, Your Majesty."

Quickly he disappeared. How-to. Well, I'll ask you later.

"How's the palace?"

"All is well, Your Majesty." He continued to bend in front of me.

He looks tired. Do I need to find a new butler and move Laim's position as butler to be my personal servant.

"Laims. Do you have someone who can replace you as a butler?"

"If you may know what His Majesty is for. Will I be fired?"

"No-no. I plan to put you as my personal servant from now on."

He was a little surprised when he heard that from my mouth, but he instantly reversed his position like before.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'll find a suitable person as soon as possible."

"No problem. If you've found a suitable person, let me know immediately."

"Your Majesty."

"By the way, where are the others."

"His Majesty the Queen is in the middle of Her Majesty's room."

"Then you can go."

Laim bowed again and began to walk leaving me there.

"alright. I'll just go see the girls."

"You don't have to see us."

Suddenly I heard a voice behind me. When I looked at her, I suddenly saw something I didn't expect to see.

"What the fuck is this."

This is too scary.

"What happened to you, who did this to you." Such was my panicked tone when I saw the girls standing right in front of me.

Something bad started approaching the nine of them at this time.