“Then, both of you, we will use Oath Magic, so please make your oaths within it.”
“Understood.”
The next day, I declared the use of Oath Magic to the two of them, who had rested their bodies and whose minds were somewhat clearer.
I would activate the magic circle using a Magic Item, and then the two of them would each make their oaths within it, and that would be the end of it.
I had prepared the wording, which they would read.
“We swear not to disclose what we have seen or heard from the time we were injured and taken into protection until our release, to keep our mouths shut about Cladfield-sama’s secrets and confidential matters, and never to take any hostile action against Cladfield-sama.”
“If there are no problems, then the oath to the soul.”
“I, Barbatos,”
“I, Beatrice Sandfelds,”
Huh? Sandfelds?
“Pledge this oath to our souls and to Cladfield-sama, the master of our lives!”
“Huh?”
“Oh, how mystical…”
“This is an oath… a vow to the soul. I can clearly feel my loyalty to Claffy-sama taking shape within me.”
“Wait a minute!? There was something weird mixed in there!? What’s with ‘master of our lives’!?”
I didn’t prepare any such wording!
“I had a thorough discussion with Beatrice last night. Our lives were saved, our missing limbs were healed, and even our eyesight was restored. We wondered how we could repay this, how we could return Claffy-sama’s kindness.”
“Returning to our home country as we are would not allow us to repay our debt. However, it is certain that our connection with Claffy-sama would be severed. Claffy-sama probably intends to distance himself from us, doesn’t he? Besides, what kind of treatment would we receive, having had our lives saved and our limbs regenerated… Frankly, it’s beyond our imagination.”
“To return home in disgrace would be a disgrace to the name of a Knight.”
“If I am to be given as a bride to some noble, I am prepared to die under the master I have acknowledged myself.”
Hey, aren’t you just trying to avoid marriage?
“Therefore, please accept our loyalty.”
“I don’t want it.”
“Ho, ho, ho. You really don’t seem to want it! But!”
“We have decided to follow you for the rest of our lives. Won’t you grant us permission?”
“I don’t need it, go home, you’re a nuisance.”
“Please, somehow!”
“Have mercy on us!”
“I’m just a hunter’s son, you know. Why would I need subordinates?”
“A hunter’s?”
“Ho, ho, ho, you jest! Spatial Magic aside, how could someone with so many Magic Items and magical facilities be a hunter’s son? It’s impossible.”
“Yes. These must have been passed down from your ancestors, right? The Sandfelds House also had some ancient artifacts like these, so I understand.”
“Our family is a long line of honorable hunters!”
My ancestors have nothing to do with the items here!
“…Let’s proceed with the rehabilitation talk for now.”
The hunter’s story, the knight’s story. I decided to shelve it for now because it was too much trouble.
All I have to do is kick them out anyway. I can use force without any problems.
“Yes, sir!”
Don’t prostrate yourselves every time.
“Actually, you both have a mild relaxant in your bodies, which is controlling you so that you are not in perfect condition.”
Some patients become violent after recovery, so the drug is injected so that even the Support Drone can restrain them.
“Relaxant?”
“I don’t recall hearing that.”
“…Ah. Well, it’s like this. Suddenly becoming energetic puts a strain on the body, so we’re weakening you by giving you poison.”
“I see.”
So poison gets through to them.
“Also, the bangles you are wearing also have the role of suppressing Magical Power.”
“Magical Power? I thought I was sufficiently filled with it.”
“Indeed. I don’t feel like it’s being suppressed.”
“Well, maybe that’s the case with Magical Power… Anyway, please drink this antidote.”
“Um, that’s fine, but… Claffy-sama.”
“Oh, that’s easy to say!”
“…What is it?”
“We will become Claffy-sama’s subordinates. You don’t need to speak to us in polite language.”
“…Okay, I get it. Anyway, drink that. It’ll make your body feel lighter.”
However, since I’ve bound them with the Oath Magic to prevent hostile actions, that’s no longer necessary. I’ll just have them recover quickly.
The two drink the medicine. Well, it won’t take effect immediately, so their bodies will gradually return to normal.
“Hmm, I see. I feel much more comfortable.”
“Yes, the poison. The relaxant? It seems to have had quite an effect.”
“It doesn’t work that fast!?”
“Yes, I can tell.”
“Indeed. I can feel my stamina being replenished.”
“Huh?”
What’s going on? I turn to the Support Drone, which has the treatment-related data installed.
Then, a string of characters appears on the Drone’s monitor. There are a lot because it’s medical-related.
“What, what? Normally, enhancement processing is applied during physical regeneration treatment, but the magnification of that enhancement processing may have acted higher than for normal humans? I think the magnification of the enhancement processing was 25 percent, right?”
In most cases, physical regeneration treatment is performed after a lot of bleeding and loss of stamina. Treatment in such a state is literally life-threatening. Therefore, physical enhancement processing and normal treatment are performed first to increase the patient’s survival ability before regeneration treatment is applied.
The Drone displays ‘O’ as I remember.
“So, the actual magnification is… 242 percent for Barbatos!? 286 for Beatrice!? How much is that!? Tell me!? I would have stopped it!”
“?”
The Drone’s display is in Earth Common Language. They probably can’t read it. They’re tilting their heads.
“Because I wasn’t there? I received a declaration of emergency? I can’t stop the treatment in the middle, and I can’t rewrite the program? Yeah, that’s true!”
I hadn’t shown my face here since then!
“Seriously, how much is that? What? There were races that exceeded 500 percent in the past? That’s not comforting… I have to be careful when enhancing the people of this planet.”
However, I only do enhancement processing when I do regeneration treatment, and in that case, I can’t make adjustments. I don’t have any specialized knowledge in that area, and the Support Drones only perform treatment as programmed and cannot make detailed adjustments.
To do so, you need a medical qualification. I don’t have one, and I can’t get one.
“Huh? Does that mean if I get enhancement processing, the magnification will be the same!?
Enhancement processing for minors is prohibited by the Unified Space Force’s military regulations? I know that!
“…It’s broken.”
“It’s difficult to adjust.”
“Wow… seriously?”
The two had abnormal physical enhancement magnification. I knew that there would be no problem in daily life, so next, they each took up weapons and moved their bodies.
Starting with simple swings, they moved their bodies greatly, swinging their weapons to the right and left.
When they had gotten used to it to some extent, they started using Body Enhancement Magic, at which point Beatrice snapped the handle of the Halberd she was holding.
Wait, that’s made of steel, right? What do you mean, snapped?
“The handle of my Saber is also slightly bent.”
“Control yourselves, you two.”
“This was training to learn that control, wasn’t it?”
“That’s right, my lord.”
“Should I put the bangles back on these guys?”
When you receive physical enhancement, the circulation of Magical Power in your body improves, so you can handle magic well. This is not particularly strange, but apparently, the amount of Magical Power that can be generated in the body and the maximum amount that can be retained has also increased for the two of them. What is this?
“I only have an SB Lance as a melee weapon… I don’t have a Halberd or anything.”
“SB Lance? Is that a spear?”
“No… it’s more like a Sword. Well, if it’s for training, I guess it’s okay. I’m binding them anyway.”
Frankly, the magical technology system on this planet is low. It is impossible to undo the Oath Magic, which makes a vow to the soul using a Magic Core.
I open the Spatial Storage and take out the SB Lance and lend it to the two of them.
“What is that?”
“It’s a Magic Blade. Like this.”
When Magical Power is channeled into the grip, a pale blue blade is created. It’s the Magic Blade I gave to Dad.
“Oh, a Magic Blade. Interesting… It can even adjust the length?”
“Yeah. You can switch between Blade Mode and Shock Mode. And with this, no matter how hard you two grip it, it won’t bend.”
It is a weapon officially adopted by the Unified Space Force, which has members of various races. I’ve never heard of a race with a grip strength a hundred times that of a normal person… but there were quite a few races with stronger strength than normal people.
It is made of a very sturdy material so that even such people can hold it without any problems.
“Shock Mode, huh? It’s been a while since I’ve used a Sword, but I’ll give it a try.”
“Then I’ll be your opponent.”
“You two are still recovering, so take it easy. Or rather, there’s also a Mock Battle Mode, so do it with that. I’m… I’ve gotten a little curious, so I’m going to try something I want to try.”
Saying that, I received the bent Halberd and the dented Saber.
“What are you going to do with them?”
“I’ll try to make some.”
The 3D printer was inherited from my Unified Space Force days, but it’s programmed not to create firearms.
Then, what about weapons?
I had never thought about creating items from such a low-level culture, so I had never tried it.
If it goes well, I might be able to create magical weapons.
I put the received weapons into the scanner and corrected the distorted and bent parts.
To prevent the two of them from bending them again, I decided to choose a sturdy metal suitable for weapons. I also wanted to make it enchantable, but there’s no point in using such valuable materials, so I chose Blue Orichalcum. The name sounds impressive, but it’s a common metal used for knives and kitchen knives in the military.
Then, I started the 3D printer, and after a few minutes…
The work finished without any errors.
“It’s done.”
It’s done. A weapon was made with the 3D printer.
I knew that firearms couldn’t be made, but it seems there are no restrictions on these primitive weapons.
Since I went to the trouble, I also added a special hole so that a Magic Core can be installed. By replacing the Magic Core, the Halberd can handle three types of magic, and the Saber can handle two types.
“…If that’s the case, you should have made your own stuff.”
What’s the point of making weapons for those two?
“I heard you were being tested. How did it go?”
“Haa, haa, haa, haa.”
When I joined the two, Barbatos looked composed, while Beatrice was out of breath.
Apparently, she was unilaterally defeated by Barbatos, who usually uses a Saber.
“Take it easy on her.”
“There is a problem with the weapon. If this is all we have, we must retrain to fight with it. What about you, my lord?”
“…A Mock Battle with the SB Lance, huh? Good, it seems I can fight seriously for the first time in a while.”
There’s no need for the stop-at-the-last-moment rule with wooden swords or ordinary weapons, so there’s no problem even if we fight with all our strength.
“Let’s go without body enhancement.”
“Understood.”
The Mock Battle begins. I lose easily. Huh?
“O-one more time!”
“Ho, ho, ho. I don’t mind, but something seems to be applied to your body?”
“Ah.”
I release the Overweight Magic. This time, I’m serious!
“…Huh?”
I was defeated again!? I can see the dim ceiling! This old man is too strong!?
“Well, my eyesight is good, and my body moves better than in my prime. Have I gotten a little too carried away?”
“Eyes…eyes!?”
Is it imbued with Magical Power?
“You have Mystic Eyes!”
“You knew? I had eyes that could see the opponent’s movements well. Well, I used them up a long time ago when I fought a strong enemy.”
“I’ve revived someone incredible…”
Besides, his body’s sharpness is insane with physical enhancement, and he also has precognition with his special eyes!? Frankly, I feel he’s about as strong as my Dad!?