In March of 3457, seven years ago, in Asunto, the capital of the Kingdom of Egelea, a was held to celebrate the birth of Ernest, the third prince. A was held in Asunto, the capital of the Kingdom of Egelea, to celebrate the birth of the 3rd Prince Ernest.
On that occasion, an anti-social organization, the Unified Party, launched a terrorist attack with the aim of showing its power.
They took control of the golem that was unveiled, the golem that was originally in the castle, and almost all of it, in an attempt to overthrow the nation.
Several people were injured so severely that they were incapacitated.
Count Dave Maida Galana, a nobleman of the Breuland, was one of them.
He suffered a broken nose, complicated fractures of both arms and legs, complicated fractures of the ribs and internal organs, and bruises all over his body.
Elsa, who was still inexperienced at the time, provided first aid.
Elsa's first aid was adequate and prevented secondary infection, but did not cure the patient completely.
This was partly because she was still inexperienced, but more importantly, it was because she had reduced the consumption of magic power.
After all, at that time there were more than 100 injured people who needed first aid alone.
Count Galana was then treated by a renowned healer, but the healer was not very good.
The bones of his arms and legs were bent and twisted, and so were his nasal bones.
As a result, he could no longer perform his daily activities by himself.
He needs assistance to walk, eat, and even change his clothes by himself.
His internal organs, including his liver, were severely damaged, and he also had some jaundice symptoms.
"...... Uhnu, it's all Golem's fault!"
His uncontrollable anger was directed at the Golem itself.
"I don't care how much money it costs. Make the strongest Golem in the world!
Since he had plenty of money, he called in a renowned magecraftsman and had him create a powerful golem.
However, no matter how long it took, the golem was never completed to the satisfaction of the Count.
Then, a man came to him.
I heard that you wanted a strong Golem.
"Mm. And you?
Count Galana, whose nose was still crooked, was wearing a mask that covered everything but his mouth.
"I am a ...... drifter. ......<>"
"Oh, oh!"
The man had used a mysterious chanting spell to heal Count Galana's crooked nose.
"Oh, this! ...... umm, thank you."
The crooked nose had made his pronunciation somewhat slurred, but it had also improved. The Count was overjoyed.
"Can't ...... this arm and leg be fixed?"
I asked him with a ray of hope,
"I can do that,<>, but I don't know how to do it,<>. But, <>"
"Uh-huh?"
"You seemed to have a problem with your internal organs, so I was able to fix that."
"Oh, I see!"
Feeling that the discomfort that had been stagnating in his body was indeed gone, Count Galana bowed his head to the man.
"No, I'm sorry. This is enough."
The healing of his face and internal organs had solidified Count Galana's trust in the man.
* * * * * *
The man called himself .
His skill is not only in healing magic, but also in engineering magic.
"Mm-hmm, that's amazing!"
The first golem that Marco created was distinctly different from the previous golems.
It was more than three times as powerful as the golems the Count had been making.
"Yes, this is exactly what I've been looking for!"
Count Galana was quite satisfied,
"No, not yet. Let's make a much more powerful golem.
"Oh, go ahead and do it!"
The Count and Marco were in agreement, and more golems were created.
Marco's own Golem blows away 20 old Golems without difficulty.
With this, any opponent will have nothing to fear.
"I think so."
Count Galana looks satisfied,
"What is its name?"
Count Galana asks.
"Yes. Shall we call it ......<>?"
"Hmm? What does that mean?
"It's a word from my hometown, ......, it doesn't mean much."
Marco laughed and trailed off.
"Hmmm...well..." he said. <."
But that night Marco disappeared without a trace.
Count Galana wondered, but he did not think it too regrettable since he had what he wanted.
"Now that Allogance is complete, I have no further use for him. ...... No, I still think that talent was a shame." he muttered, sipping his wine.
He gulped down a glass of wine. A wicked smile appears on his face.
* * * * * *
"...... Well, he was an interesting guy, wasn't he?"
Marco ...... no, <> smirked as he left Count Galana's mansion.
"I'm sure that <>...... or <> will be a good match for that automaton we made this time."
Markosias, too, had a sense of humiliation for Reiko, who had unilaterally violated his <.
He has no more hatred for Jin, who saved his people. However, he was determined to continue his endless challenges as an engineer. That is why I am wandering like this.
"Well, where will he go now? ......"
No one knows what happened to Marco after that.
* * * *
"Well, let's give it a try."
The next day, Count Galana activated . The location was a wasteland on the outskirts of Blueland.
"Oh, I'm looking forward to it."
No, not at all.
The people watching are fellow aristocrats.
Well then, let's get going."
Count Galana held the controls for the Alloganth close to his mouth.
"Alloganth, run!"
This was to transmit the pilot's voice to the allogance. It is a kind of . Although the communication range is very short.
"Oh!"
Alloganth runs as ordered. It is not autonomous, but semi-autonomous.
However, since it can make some self-judgments, it can handle the command <> to a certain extent.
In other words, Aloganth does not run in a straight line, but runs in a circular motion and avoids obstacles.
"Wow, that's amazing."
"Isn't he going at least 100 kilometers per hour?"
Despite his massive height of 2 meters and 50 centimeters, his agility is remarkable.
"Okay, stop. ...... and destroy those rocks."
Alloganth came to a halt and struck a five-meter-high rock in front of him on his right side as hard as he could.
"Whoa, whoa!
"That's a lot of power!"
The rock shattered into pieces with a roar.
The nobles were then astonished at the power of the five battle golems they had prepared, and trembled as they watched the golems easily turn to scrap.
Count Galana let out a loud laugh from his wheelchair.