Bab 728: Progress
Reima "So, you need wands?"
Harry nods, "We'd probably be able to produce them ourselves, but we lack some of the needed materials."
Reima "Such as?"
Harry "Dragon Heartstrings and Phoenix Feathers mainly. Those are the most commonly used aside from Unicorn hair, but we already have that so..."
Reima sighs, "Well, I have no idea where you'd get phoenix feathers... What happened to that bird, Fawkes anyway?"
Harry "He disappeared when Albus passed away." he says with a solemn expression.
Reima taps the table, "You'll need to find a replacement for Pheonix Feathers but, aside from that I just so happen to have some Dragon Eggs. Hinky?"
*Pop!*
Hinky "Yes master!?" they shout diligently.
Reima "Take Harry and start setting up a farm near the others, use the heating runes to make an incubation chamber." he says and then looks at Harry, "You'll need to train a couple people to be able to restrain the Dragons, I'd hate to have to eliminate the last remaining ones should they escape."
Harry grabs his hand and shakes it vigorously, "Thanks Reima, I mean it!" he says, taking Hinky's hand and popping away with them.
Unfortunately, the rigorous shaking had disturbed the piles of paperwork, causing a tower to slide and collapse to the floor, Reima being unable to save it even with his telekinesis...
Reima rests his forehead on the desk and groans, "When will it end!"
One week later :
Nerissa, Yukari, Mizore, Moka, and Luna wave to Reima who's holding the portal as they walk through, the other side being the freshly repaired Yokai Acadamy... "Bye Ludvig-san!" a few of them parrot as he nods at them.
Reima "You girl behave yourselves, Akasha will be keeping an eye on you so be prepared if you do something stupid or dangerous." he says with a smile promising pain.
Akasha "Don't worry, even without me there they can take care of themselves." she says as she steps through herself.
Reima "Say hi to Mikogami for me, I also wouldn't mind a photo of his face when he sees you..." he says, imaging the man's reaction.
Akasha giggles, "I can show you in one of those pensieves, carrying around a camera would be laberous for a lady such as myself." she says, brushes her hair dramatically.
Reima gives her a blank look and closes the portal behind her, the surprised look she gave in response well worth the attitude he'd no doubt receive when next they met.
He claps his hands off as if he'd just finished some carpentry and walk towards his next destination... Rickert's workshop.
Reima stands outside the heavy wooden door leading into the workshop, stopping and examining it as black smoke begins to billow from the gap underneath the door... "Yep... Everything look in-order here." he says, turning away and beginning to walk back...
Reima "Like fuck it is!" he spins on his heel and kicks the door, exploding it from its hinges as it hurtles further into the room... A profuse amount of black smoke escaping from the newly made exit...
*Hiiyaaa!*
*Bang!*
A pained girly squeal is heard from the inside as the door presumably hits someone. Reima waits for the smoke to clear before finally entering the building, spotting metal shavings, wires, crystals, and other trash scattered across the floor and the few tables set up... On the other side of the room heavy breathing can be heard from under the relocated door.
Reima telekinetically levitates it, spotting a soot-covered Rickert with a pained look on his face. "Yo, you still alive?"
Rickert groans, rolling onto his stomach and slowly pushing himself up, "N-no... I think I broke something..."
Reima shrugs, "That all? Good..."
Rickert rubs his head and sighs, "Your morbid sense of humour never ceases to amaze me Reima." he mutters.
Reima "Putting that aside, you wanna tell me why you were trying to suffocate yourself? Sure you might want to die but you're too useful for me to allow it."
Rickert gives him a confused look with morphs into a frown, "Good to know I don't even have control over my own life... And I wasn't trying to commit suicide I'll have you know!" he huffs.
Reima "Then, what was that?" he asks, leaning on a nearby table after brushing off some kind of device...
Rickert throws himself at it to catch it, scowling at Reima as he looks it over for damages, "I was testing a Dimertium Smoke Bomb I'll have you know, and I'd appreciate if you didn't break anything, while it may look like unassuming trash to you, they hold my blood, sweat, and tears!" he states.
Reima shrugs, "So, you've been experimenting with Dimeritium?" he asks, ignoring whatever Rickert said a moment ago...
Rickert sighs and places the device on a shelf nearby before looking back at Reima, "Yes, I've been working on what you asked, and I have to say... This metal is baffling, intriguing, and irritating at the same time..." he explains, not bothering to point out Reima's blasé attitude.
Reima "More so than the rainbow selection of titanate?" he jokes.
Rickert nod his head seriously, "Indeed. At first I thought it only destabilised magic, but upon closer inspection, I found that it instead redirects magic..."
...
Reima "Er, whats the difference?"
Rickert sighs, "Take the Dimeritium shackles those Eternal Fire fools use to capture mages, once put on they force the magic out of the mage which prevents them from performing magic." he explains.
Reima slowly nods, "Ahh, right... So, can you make any weapons out of it?"
...
Rickert gives a frown, "Yes and no... The metal itself is soft, like gold... And if diluted by stronger metals its effects are drastically reduced."
Reima "Just make a projectile weapon or something then, I imagine a bullet of Dimeritium would put a mage out for a long, long time."
Rickert "Ah, yes, Firearms... Miss Alphys had talked about them enough to pique my interest, I believe something like that would work... The only problem is creating a firearm though."
Reima shrugs, "Well, that's your next job then... I'd recommend you get Alphys to watch over your work. Be careful as well, you can't make stuff if you get your hands blown off." he says before blinking away with a turquoise flash.
Rickert looks at the spot Reima had just disappeared from and has a determined expression overtake his features, "Fine! I'll make the greatest firearm this, or any other world has ever seen! DO YOU HEAR ME REIMA!" he shouts, scaring some of the people passing by his workshop.
PERTIMBANGAN PENCIPTA 
Niggross
Niggross A medieval society with firearms, what could go wrong?
As always, if I missed anything please let me know.
Status Power Mingguan
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