Chapter 305: All Troops Assembled

Samimi brought Bemore to the secret area on the other side of the weapon workshop.

This place was surrounded by massive shelves, covered with windproof cloth, looking as if it was hiding something forbidden.

“So this is your real purpose?” Bemore said coldly.

She had sensed it long ago. Samimi bringing her here was definitely not just to form some team.

The Hero of the Gale followed them inside.

When she saw the colossal object, she froze on the spot.

“What is this?” Bemore also showed a surprised expression, but as a magic user, she could somewhat see the gist of it.

“This is the [Strategic Magical Weapon] I created together with the genius blacksmith, Aoi,” Samimi explained. “A great weapon for the human race, specifically designed to deal with super-giant magical beasts.”

Bemore’s forehead was slightly sweaty, but she couldn’t help stepping forward for a closer look.

“Inside the thick armor is a magic skeleton forged from a special material called [Extraterrestrial Meteorite]. It’s equivalent to having a super-large magic staff built-in, capable of providing continuous magic amplification.”

“The mech’s body is already complete, but there are still many magic-related details that need adjustment.”

“That’s why I’ve come to you.”

“Hah, so you need my help after all?” Bemore immediately lifted her chin.

“Wrong,” Samimi said flatly. “You were defeated. You’re working here to atone for your loss.”

“You, though arrogant and with a terrible personality, are the only one I acknowledge when it comes to magic.”

This statement made Bemore’s emotions complicated.

Anger, because Samimi was mocking her.

But happiness far outweighed the anger.

She acknowledged my magic.

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll secretly sabotage it?” Bemore asked.

“If you really intended to sabotage, you wouldn’t say it out loud,” Samimi said casually.

“Ahem…” Bemore forcibly controlled her expression. “So, what do you want me to do?”

“Rune Magic, do you understand it?” Samimi asked.

“I know a thing or two,” Bemore replied.

“That’s great. Teach me.”

Samimi instantly became excited.

Bemore’s face remained cold, but in reality, she was already fully engaged.

When it came to magic, she was always humble. In all other aspects, she was insufferably arrogant.

The two soon sat down and began a long, tedious discussion about magic.

An outsider couldn’t understand a word.

They were completely immersed in the world of magic.

The Hero of the Gale stood to the side, feeling incredibly awkward.

Unable to join the conversation, unable to blend in.

She was like an outsider.

‘So Little Be and Samimi are this close?’ She was puzzled.

Didn’t she used to call her “Mi-dog” every day?

How come they’re chatting so intently now?

The Hero of the Gale also wanted to help, but after listening for a long time, it was all Greek to her.

Completely incomprehensible.

Helpless, she found a broom in the corner and started cleaning the weapon workshop.

As for Niubao—she had long since disappeared, most likely gone to the dojo to spar with someone.

Not long after, the young girl Aoi also returned to the workshop.

“This is the genius blacksmith I mentioned earlier, Aoi,” Samimi introduced.

“Hello,” Bemore responded, somewhat aloof.

“Hello,” Aoi nodded politely.

“This is the famously renowned Pale Inverse Witch from the Continental Magic Academy, whom I invited to help us perfect the mech,” Samimi continued the introduction.

“That’s truly a great help. Thank you,” Aoi, sitting in her wheelchair, bowed slightly.

“…No need to thank me. I’m here because I lost,” Bemore said awkwardly.

Soon, Aoi joined the discussion.

Not only could she understand the magic terminology, but she could also offer precise forging suggestions.

Even Bemore was impressed.

Poor Hero of the Gale, even after finishing sweeping, she was still ignored.

No one introduced her.

No one paid her any attention.

She deeply felt the pain of being “uncultured.”

It wasn’t until everyone was dizzy from discussion and starving that they remembered they needed to eat.

Only then did they realize—

There was still a Hero of the Gale who had been spacing out nearby.

“We’ll be working together from now on. I’ll treat you all to a meal,” Samimi said, standing up.

Just then, Niubao returned, carrying a large pile of boxed meals.

She always managed to appear right at mealtime.

And—she had someone following behind her.

The Shield Axe Hero, Serina.

As soon as she entered, she stared at the Hero of the Gale, her face full of defiance, but she remained silent.

Everyone gathered around the low table.

Niubao skillfully lifted Aoi from her wheelchair onto the sofa and thoughtfully served her rice.

Everyone began wolfing down their food.

All present were peers, eating without any pretense of manners.

Only Aoi was slightly more elegant, watching everyone with a pleased smile.

These young women were all top-tier powerhouses outside, forced to maintain their image.

Only here could they show their true selves.

Niubao was different.

She was the same everywhere.

What you saw was what you got.

Everyone clearly had their own grudges, and the person they wanted to defeat was sitting right across from them.

But at this moment, they could quietly share a meal.

Their hearts were unprecedentedly calm.

The food wasn’t luxurious, but it was exceptionally warm.

After eating, Samimi suggested going to take a bath.

It was directly vetoed by Bemore.

“Work comes first.”

So the three of them dove back into mech research.

As for the Hero of the Gale, she was “kidnapped” by Niubao and Serina to the sword dojo.

“Full from eating, let’s spar a couple of rounds,” Serina said, directly assuming a stance.

The Hero of the Gale couldn’t refuse.

In fact, she was somewhat grateful.

She couldn’t blend into the world of mages and blacksmiths.

But at least, she could still find her place in the world of warriors.

So the three of them left.

In the weapon workshop, only the sounds of discussions about magic and forging remained.

Late into the night, when the three were dizzy-headed, they prepared to rest.

Not long after, the Hero of the Gale, Niubao, and Serina also returned.

The three of them were staggering, looking not just tired—

but thoroughly beaten up.

“…” Samimi saw Niubao this exhausted for the first time.

Serina was also covered in dust and dirt.

Only the Hero of the Gale was relatively normal, just wearing a bitter smile.

“I’ll take you to the guest rooms,” Serina said.

“No need, we’ll stay here,” Bemore refused. “Just give us two long sofas like Shalum’s.”

She was even helping Samimi maintain her “fake identity.”

Serina and Niubao brought over two long sofas.

These would be the new members’ beds.

The Hero of the Gale lay down and fell asleep instantly.

Niubao also fell asleep in seconds.

“Is it really that easy to sleep?” Serina was beginning to doubt her life.

Instead, she felt out of place.

Samimi and Bemore, however, sat on the sofa meditating.

And so—

An unexpectedly peaceful period began.

Although the two of them argued almost every day.

“Obviously, this way is better!”

“Shut up, don’t speak if you don’t understand!”

In essence, this high-intensity magic discussion was a good thing.

And on the other side—

The Hero of the Gale practiced daily with Niubao and Serina at the sword dojo.

Using Wind Sword Energy to give them a good beating.

This was especially important for Niubao, aiding her in awakening her battle aura.

In the future team, she would serve as the Shield Guard.

Serina didn’t need it.

She had god-tier equipment; battle aura wasn’t very meaningful for her.

The three of them getting familiar with each other in advance was also a good thing.

But the most important thing was still the progress of the mech’s construction.

Rune Engraving officially began.

Samimi designed the support techniques, and Bemore used Fire Magic to engrave the runes onto the armor.

Support techniques like [Armor Reinforcement] and [Weapon Enhancement] were added one by one.

The entire mech’s skeleton gradually filled with magic power.

The most crucial part was the rune system in the cockpit.

After the pilot enters, they establish a spiritual connection with the magic source through the runes.

Their limbs synchronize with the mech’s skeleton.

Then, through the magic observation device inside the helmet, they achieve vision sharing.

Finally—

The mech was designed to be “Super Robot Series,” not Real Robot Series.

“We should give it a name,” Aoi suggested.

Samimi smiled slightly.

Bemore then engraved two characters onto the mech’s chest armor—

[Radiant Light].

However—

This mech didn’t get the chance for a combat test.

Because—

The date for the Great Expedition had already been set.