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Wallwalker No. 1 stood in the center of the Impact Testing Ground. A dent marked its left Holy Steel armor plate, and several overloaded magical patterns still radiated residual heat, hissing and smoking. The craftsmen lay in the mud, carefully inspecting each component.

The invited military personnel gathered around the iron behemoth, either marveling at it from outside or climbing inside to explore.

When Herman climbed out of the Overload Compartment, the Recorder was spreading out the acceptance checklist and beginning to verify the results of the Wallwalker's test. "Impact force met the standard for a normal charge by a third-tier heavily armored monster. Lateral displacement of the vehicle: two meters, thirty centimeters. Denting on the left Holy Steel armor plate. Defensive runes entered a brief overload. Internal support structure remained intact—"

The test results were read out one by one, each astonishing. After checking the final figure, he looked up and said, "The data from this mud traversal, towing, and side protection test met the expected targets."

"It worked!"

The mechanical team cheered first, followed by the rune team and the apprentices on the outskirts as they crowded around the vehicle.

Young apprentices embraced their companions, their shoulders bumping together. Several older senior craftsmen slapped the Wallwalker's shell, while the master craftsmen who had led its design stood nearby, applauding vigorously.

A gray-haired master craftsman knelt in the mud, wiping down a component he had forged himself.

He had reworked it three times before its tolerances met Lorenz's standards.

Now it had undergone a full load test, leaving a few shallow marks on its surface.

Herman stood apart from the crowd, studying the mud-spattered, dented Wallwalker No. 1.

Before the test officially began, he had assumed it was another new weapon with more novelty than practical value. As the