Torn Asunder by War, A Sword Saint for Tomorrow X The Knight Wizards!! – Chapter 101

Chapter 101: I Won’t Let You Have Your Way, Just Because You’re Elves!
  Mila, who had apparently heard about the appearance of the Lord’s daughter from the instructors dispatched from Zephyrus Domain, had come up beside me at some point and muttered proudly, twitching her long, bamboo-shaped ears.
  
  “Humph, this Clawsolas isn’t the Bel-chan you once knew.”
  “Even if you say it like my masterpiece has fallen to the dark side… Who is this elf?”
  
  Ignoring Lady White Fox, who seemed somewhat irritated, one of the unstoppable twins puffed out her modest chest and spread her arms toward the black-silver Clawsolas.
  
  “From the skeletal frame and artificial muscles that have been gradually reconstructed due to the influence of the autonomous magic core, to the Lionheart King in the Magic Furnace, the inside is completely different now♪”
  
  “Perhaps in the not-so-distant future, it will become a replica of the lost ‘Mechanical Magi’ Regulus, since we repurposed the magic core that was recovered in the past.”
  
  As Mia, who had followed her sister, said, it was something only a few technicians involved in maintenance knew, but our Clawsolas had ancient elf artifacts built into them.
  
  It was decided that there was no point in letting them sleep in the hidden village, and it would be a shame to leave the bodies unused, so we were allowed to use the artifacts that were provided when we concluded the pact with the elves of the Great Forest.
  
  ‘It’s just that since it’s been smoldering in a storage shed for over a thousand years, it tends to get excited easily, which is a slight flaw.’
  
  Revia, who was in charge of power control, was under increased strain, and I was also affected to some extent, becoming more hot-blooded, so I sighed, thinking that it was a problem that the pseudo-personality installed in Belphegor was belligerent.
  
  Meanwhile, Nina, who had been listening to the twin elves’ boasting disguised as an explanation with a mature attitude, touched her steed lying on its back in the grassy field and peered into the artificial muscles faintly flickering from the damaged parts of the external armor.
  
  “Hmm, even if you say it self-repairs, it’s only within the limits of the base frame.”
  “Since it’s not directly related to the magic core, things like weapons are not included.”
  
  “We have no choice but to diligently repair the broken left arm, too, ugh.”
  “Um, you’ll be able to make it in time for the next battle, right?”
  
  The twin sisters furrowed their brows at Revia’s naive question and shook their heads in unison.
  
  They declared that it would be difficult to fully repair the Clawsolas, including the sturdy armor, with the limited supplies that had been prioritized for stealth and mobility, as the burst mechanism that extends the folded skeletal parts was also damaged.
  
  “Can’t you do something about it, Nina-dono?”
  
  I didn’t want to lose my trump card, which was both offensive and defensive in close combat, so I looked at the Clawsolas’ developer with a desperate look, and she puffed out her ample chest with a bright smile.
  
  As the red-haired mage and the elf girls looked at her alluring figure with envious eyes, the smug young lady declared happily.
  
  “Fufu, I was prepared for this! I brought a prototype ‘Wired Burst Knuckle’ that was shelved!!”
  
  “Huh, that means…”
  “So this time, my fist is going to be ripped off and fly away? That’s depressing.”
  
  Just when I thought I had finally gotten used to the strange feeling of my left arm’s joint popping out and the bones forcefully extending through the Clawsolas, I was told of further hardship, and one side of my face twitched.
  
  However, Nina had already decided to replace the arm unit. She entrusted a message to her attendant soldier girl and sent her running to the Zephyrus Domain army’s camp, then joined up with several dispatched engineers and began removing the left arm.
  
  “Wait, what are you doing to Bel-chan!”
  “Don’t touch her without permission!!”
  
  “Hmph, I’m the one who forged this Clawsolas, I won’t let you have your way, just because you’re elves!”
  
  I couldn’t help but have a headache at the sight of the long-lived elves, who were at least over 100 years old, getting heated up by her childish provocation, after she had fallen into a space-time rift during the transition and spent a vast amount of subjective time in her youthful body.
  
  “She’s not listening to our opinions at all, is she?”
  “There are a few things we need to confirm, too.”
  
  Revia, who was a little perplexed, and I whispered to each other so as not to get involved, and as we were watching the pointless quarrel between Lady White Fox and the squirrel sisters, a familiar presence approached from behind.
  
  Based on the subtle footsteps, stride, and the person who would likely have something to say in this situation, I was only making a guess based on intuition, but since it was often accurate, my senses must have become sharper.
  
  I slowly turned around and greeted Jax-hanchou, who had a troubled look on his face, and Rita, the newly appointed knight, who was approaching.
  
  “Good work, both of you.”
  “Ah, your wounds… Did Fine heal them?”
  
  “Yes, Earth Heal is amazing, isn’t it?”
  “Yeah, she’s taken good care of me, too♪”
  
  After watching the red-haired girl, who was in a good mood because her childhood friend had been praised, with a lukewarm gaze, the maintenance crew chief, who was covered in the smell of machine oil, scratched his head and brought up the reason he had come here.
  
  “Knight King-heika, Rita-jouchan is being persistent, asking for the Gladius we captured from the Imperial Faction. For now, can we change her mage registration?”
  
  “Yes, assign it to supplement Clawsolas Unit 2, which is currently grounded.”
  “Yes! Thank you very much!”
  
  After telling the young knight, who clenched her fist in delight, that we would also have the crew of Unit 3, which was severely damaged, switch over, I also conveyed my intention to appoint several squires and apprentice mages as field officers and assign them to the remaining Clawsolas.
  
  Whether or not to deploy the captured units in actual combat was a separate issue, but it was essential to have them in a state where we could operate them, and the immigrant American, whose workload had purely increased, slumped his shoulders in dejection.