As everyone knew, the more powerful a magic tool was, the greater its demands on its user, both in mental power and magic power.
Take Kroya's current Gopherwood Harp, for example. Even if ordinary people were given it, they could never unleash so much as one percent of its power.
They might even be reduced to idiots by the overwhelming grandeur and complexity of its music.
Yet this thing, this orbment, required neither mental power nor magic power. A single press of a button could unleash a powerful fourth-level spell.
"It's even idiot-proof."
Kroya stared at the orbment in his hand for a while, thinking. "I want the apprentices to learn how to make orbments too, and see just how much ordinary people can accomplish with them."
"Even knights who can't use magic could equip orbments... The only problem is that this knowledge absolutely cannot get out."
Kroya was, after all, something of a master of alchemy now. In his opinion, even without any books, reproducing an orbment would not be impossible as long as he had a physical sample.
Its internal circuit structure was rather crude-perhaps because this was merely a basic everyday item in another civilization, so naturally it could not be too difficult to manufacture.
He admitted that he might be narrow-minded, but if something that allowed ordinary people to cast magic really spread beyond his territory, its impact would be impossible to predict.
It would be like jumping straight from the age of cold steel into the age of firearms. Even if there were differences, he had absolutely no desire to be the person who ushered in such a new era.
He did not believe he could shoulder the enormous pressure that such a transformation would bring, which left him hesitant and conflicted.
At that thought,