The Max Level Hero Strikes Back!

Something huge should happen soon, since Davey had received a report that there were some extremely secretive movements in Duke Bariatta’s territory.

“Sir Davey? Where are you going?” Yulis asked Davey.

“Do you want to come with me?”

It was usually the type of thing that alchemists would go crazy over, but it should be interesting enough for a mage as well.
Yulis got up from his seat without hiding his excitement.
He knew that Davey was going to show him something amazing again.

“W—What is it? Take me too!” Sticking to them like glue, Princess Illyna spoke briskly and followed along.
She probably wouldn’t understand even if she saw it, but it wouldn’t be a big problem since it would still be entertaining to watch.

* * *

The seigneur’s palace where Davey resided was a very old building.
It was where Queen Lennie Alishad, Davey’s mother, had lived when she was younger.
This was also the home of the Alishad family, his mother’s ancestors.
However, Eighth Elder Goulda was shocked at how the building was about to collapse from being abandoned for a long time and began building a new one… And that was when Davey had arrived.

“Oh! Wise Teacher! You have arrived!” Goulda said to Davey.

“It’s become much taller in the meantime.”

“Ahem! I still have the instinctive precision of my race, even though my skills are nothing compared to yours.”

Everything about the new seigneur’s palace was different from the old one, starting with its size.
A lot of materials were being used, and Davey had bought a lot of magic equipment to help with building the place.
The construction pace was no joke, thanks to the large number of craftsmen and workers.

“I created seven floors, since there’s a basement as well.
Do you like it?” Goulda asked.

“Of course, I do.
Honestly, I’m thankful that you are helping me.” Davey nodded.

“Hahahaha! Your business is the Yellowstone Tribe’s business as well! Ah, that grandpa Golgouda has asked how you are doing.”

“Are you talking about Elder Golgouda?”

“He said that the sacred item is in its final stages.”

The Primordial Inferno was the dwarves’ sacred item and spiritual anchor that had protected them for over three thousand years.
Davey had crafted the skeleton of it, but the rest had been left up to the dwarves.
It seemed like everything was going so well thanks to Davey’s huge contribution to the completion of the sacred item that they had been struggling with.
It was just a matter of time before the Halo of Fire was finished.

“D—Dwarves! Now that I think of it, I saw a few around the territory.”

Dwarves were known for staying in their villages, so people usually knew of their existence but had never seen one in person.
Of course, there were some dwarves who had left the village because there were oddballs among them as well, but they were like extremely rare natural monuments.
They were unlike elves, who had hidden their entire existence.

“It’s the first time I’m seeing one in person, too…”

Winley, Yulis, and Illyna stared at Goulda in fascination.
Looking at them, Goulda asked, “Hm? Who are these people here?” He was a dwarf, so human titles meant nothing to him.

“They are my guests.
And this is Winley, my younger sister.”

“H—Hello.
My name is Winley O’Rowane,” Winley greeted.

“Oh! Is this not the person you complimented so much?” Goulda waddled over and laughed heartily as he held Winley’s hand.
He exclaimed, “I’ve heard so many good things about you that my ears were about to fall off, Princess Winley! You are one beautiful human!”

“Ah…
Haha… Th—Thank you.” Winley looked back and forth between Davey and Goulda, then blushed.

“And these people?” Goulda asked.

“This is the elder of the Red Tower and the princess of the Pallan Empire,” Davey replied.

“Hm… Important people.
Well, it doesn’t matter to me anyways! Pahahaha!”

“Groan… This is the first time I’ve felt insignificant.” Princess Illyna, who was completely out of the picture, complained quietly about how everyone was treating her coldly.

“Ahem! This is not the time.
Should I inform you about the current situation?” Goulda asked Davey.

“That’s alright.
I just heard that the materials have arrived in the workshop.
They are in the basement.”

“Ah, those giant god warriors.
Alright.
I will get that to them.”

“Thank you.
Don’t overwork yourself.
The Heins Territory has a healthy work environment, alright.”

“The people of the Yellowstone Tribe are nothing without our strength! Hey, you people! Didn’t you have some blood soup?! Hurry up and move so that we can show them who we are!”

Yulis chuckled as he watched Goulda walk away while waving his hand with a hearty laugh.
Yulis commented, “Amazing.
It feels like a tornado has hit me.”

‘Dwarves do speak in amazing volumes.’

A person who had never seen a dwarf before could be tired out by Goulda as he spoke at a much higher volume than most dwarves.

“Let’s go.” Davey nodded toward the trio.
After watching the workers running around and working, he visited the finished first floor and walked to the staircase leading to the basement.

“It’s huge… It’s not going to collapse, right?” Illyna asked like she was nervous, but…

“Heh, they are dwarves.
Do you think this building made by dwarves would be faulty?” Winley raised an eyebrow.

“Th—That’s true.” Princess Illyna forcibly nodded in agreement.

The group went down to the basement, and they saw a large corridor, which shone brightly from the magic stones embedded in the wall.

-A huge amount of money went into making this.
People usually call this ‘spending money like water’…

‘A huge personal workshop is any craftsman’s dream; don’t insult it like that.’

Davey did spend a lot of money on the workshop, but he had no regrets.
The inside, which was brightly lit with magic stones, was over ten meters tall and was quite large as well.

“But how is it possible to build something like this?” Princess Illyna murmured anxiously.
It was true that something this extreme would collapse if it were built with normal skills.

“Nothing is impossible if there is alchemy, magic, and the crafting ability of dwarves.”

There was an automatically reproducing magic circle and an automatically restoring magic circle.
The intensity was brought up, the impact lessened, and it was earthquake-resistant.
On top of that, it was pretty deep down as well; so, it was a natural bunker… Davey felt flattered as his confidence shot up through the roof.

-Tsk.

Drrr!! As Davey activated the switch for the firmly shut door, a green marble slowly appeared with the smooth sound of gear wheels turning.

-Opening Decepticon Fleet, Containment Workshop. 

Davey felt people flinch as an even-toned voice came out from the marble as if someone had recorded it.
It was originally a magic recording device, but it was good enough to be used for making announcements and such.

“Man, a futuristic workshop.
It excites me no matter how many times I hear it.” Davey grinned.

-Don’t people call that putting on airs?

There was no rule that a craftsman couldn’t work hard as well as put his entire soul into it; everything was possible.

* * *

Whrr!! It was an automatic workshop that took up the entire enormous space.
It was as big as a hall.
There were various bottles and papers on the several tables that were pushed up against the wall, and there were unorganized tools that were being used on one side of the shop.
Drrr!! Drr! Perhaps there were things to improve on after the door had fully opened to reveal what was within.

Winley, Yulis, and Illyna couldn’t pick their jaws up from the floor at the parts that were moving busily.

‘Well, it’s difficult to see a space this bewildering even if they were a mage or the princess of an empire.’

Davey had put quite some thought into this place, and it was created with his desires in mind.
There wasn’t really anything that astonishing in terms of efficiency, but this blueprint and creation was a very good try.

-Whoosh…

-The workshop is now open.

Another voice recording was heard.
It was a simple system that Davey had created so that a magic recording device was activated every time the doors opened and closed, but it was quite nice.
Of course, it was spending money like water because a magic recording device wasn’t cheap, but…

‘Who’s going to stop me when I’m spending money on my hobbies?’ This was Davey’s thought.

“Oh my… I’ve seen all kinds of workshops, but…”

“This is amazing…”

The three people were truly astonished by the workshop.
They looked around in intrigue and fascination.

“Oh! Wise Teacher! You’re here.”

“We were waiting for you!”

As the door fully opened and closed, a couple of dwarves who were working greeted Davey and waddled towards them.
Goulda was originally responsible for managing this place, but he was busy with other tasks as well.

“Yes, I heard that the materials have arrived,” Davey said to the dwarves.

“Ahem! Yes, we were just about to start working on making the coat.
Do you want to have a look?” One of the dwarf craftsmen proudly pointed to the large object that was covered with a cloth.

“Sir Davey, what…is that?” Yulis asked.

“A guardian.”

“A guardian…golem?” Yulis murmured to himself as he tried to figure out what Davey meant.
Upon realization, his eyed widened in surprise.

Golems were giant warriors made from hardened clay or iron, and were exceptional weapons created by a magic circle from a mage and the skills of an alchemist.
They were so outstanding that some countries even utilized small armies of golems during wars.

“Those are class-1 golems! The fee to maintain them is about half a territory’s profit…”

“Is it that expensive?”

They didn’t cost a lot of money since Davey had left out all the unnecessary labor and had recycled them.
Where did he get the materials to recycle? The enchanted golems that were guarding the carrier of the curse had become parts of this golem.
All he did was a little remodeling, reinforcing, and adjusting.

The dwarf took the cloth away to reveal a huge figure.
At first glance, it seemed more like a statue made of a special metal rather than a golem.

“Hm? Isn’t that just a statue?” Yulis asked.

“I agree.
Big Brother?” Winley asked.

“We haven’t painted it or named it.
You should be the one to name it, Wise Teacher.”

“Right.
Let’s call it ‘Megatron Prototype’.”

“It’s a terrifying name! You are quite good at naming things, too!” The dwarf giggled and used a ladder to climb on top of the statue.
He then added, “We have put some layers of armor on it, but we’ve just left it for now as we haven’t been able to test it yet.”

Davey quietly climbed toward the top of the statue.
Placing his hand on the golem’s head, he released his mana.
It began to change as his mana connected with the statue.

Whirr!! Clunk! Clunk! 

“Oh my…”

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“That thing…is a golem?”

Davey could hear the bewildered voices of Yulis and Illyna.
The statue’s transformation—a bunch of cracks spreading across its surface—was going to be difficult to forget.

Clunk!! Clunk!! At last, each of the metal pieces that had been covering the parts moved, and it transformed into the form of a human.