I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage 4-7. Limit Break Price

With that, I grabbed Alice’s hand as she was about to hurt herself.

No. I won’t allow you to mar that beautiful skin with scars.

“Alice. No matter how many times I’m asked, no matter the outcome, I have no regrets about my actions.”

The result of my efforts is that she is by my side. That is the only truth.

I wiped the tears from her eyes with my index finger and turned back to Kabunika.

“To begin with, my right arm was already on the verge of being severed, so just having it connected was a bonus, you could say…”

“…………”

“Besides… I’m used to adversity like this.”

My second life started with the adversity of being a noble with no magical aptitude.

But I persevered, accumulating time and acquiring the weapons to break through that adversity.

That’s how I’ve lived.

“Certainly, this incident is a significant disadvantage in the fight against Frone… but an obstacle of this level is no reason for Ouga Vellet to give up.”

If my right arm is unusable, then I’ll just create new techniques that take that into account.

Because to achieve my ambitions, I must defeat that guy.

“…It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone with such spirit.”

The muttered words were too soft to hear clearly.

But it didn’t seem like he was disappointed.

The look on Kabunika’s face as he stared at me was full of life.

“Those girls over there were too hasty, but it’s not like there’s no solution. All we need to do is prepare new Magic Circuits.”

“…!? Can it be done?”

“Yes. Magic Circuits can be regrown by channeling magical power. But your right arm already has densely rooted Circuits, so there’s no surplus.”

“Raginis. Stop beating around the bush and tell me. What do I need to do for my son?”

“Find a doctor who can perform a precise amputation of the right arm.”

The atmosphere, which had brightened for a moment, grew heavy again.

Amputating the right arm. Discarding a part of the body that was born healthy.

“…You’re not joking, are you?”

“Of course not. Then, fit him with a prosthetic arm. But not just any prosthetic. A magically crafted prosthetic can generate new Magic Circuits.”

“…I see. Magical tools are made from metals that conduct magical power. So by channeling magical power, new Circuits can be created.”

“If you understand that it’s not a lie, then quickly arrange tickets for the airship to that place. It’s a race against time.”

“Understood. Raginis, I owe you one.”

“Hmph, just the whims of an old man… Now, boy. You all should prepare for the journey. You’ve already made up your mind, haven’t you?”

“…I’ll have to apologize to Mother later. I’m sorry for treating the body she gave me so roughly.”

“I came out of curiosity… but I found something quite interesting.”

Kabunika, who had laughed out loud for the first time, pointed with his aged finger to show me the way.

“Head to the independent mechanical city of Encarton. There, you’ll find a prosthetic arm worthy of you… boy.”