Ch.126Chapter 126 – The Mechanic’s Specialist Lawyer Is Somehow Special

“Customer, would you like to get hit?”

The moment I uttered those words I’d once heard on a television exposé program, everyone in the magic dessert booth fell silent simultaneously.

“Wh-what? What did you just say?”

It seems this troublesome customer didn’t quite catch what I said.

Well, I’ll just have to repeat myself.

“Since you didn’t seem to hear me, I’ll say it again. Cus-to-mer. Would. You. Like. To. Get. Hit?”

For the benefit of this troublesome customer who seemed to have both a headache and hearing problems, I repeated myself, emphasizing each syllable distinctly.

“G-get hit? Hey, you…!”

After hearing my words, the troublesome customer’s face turned red with anger.

He was pointing his finger at me accusingly.

Heh. Pointing fingers, is it? What an interesting person.

When I studied from the book the Prime Minister gave me, I learned that one should never point fingers at others for any reason.

Pointing fingers is something you can only do to those of lower rank or status than yourself, not to equals or superiors.

“You? You look like a noble yourself, what’s your rank?”

I became curious about this troublesome customer’s title.

Just how confident must he be in his position to come here and cause such a disturbance?

Is this what they call a “noble family delinquent” that I’ve only heard about?

“Well. Since you’re curious about who I am, let me tell you. I am Jason Eldinar of the Eldinar Ducal Family, a ducal house of this empire!”

“Ah…”

If it’s the Eldinar Ducal Family, that would be Reina’s family.

‘Was there such a delinquent in the Eldinar Ducal Family?’

I recalled Duke Bashiron Eldinar whom I met at the Empire’s Foundation Day banquet.

He was exactly as a noble should be—relaxed yet dignified, as if embodying nobility itself.

He even gave me sincere advice to stay away from Reina…

‘Could this be someone who was born before Reina and has already graduated from the academy?’

With cautious curiosity, I asked a question.

“What is your relationship with Duke Eldinar?”

“Hmph, he’s my uncle!”

Ah. I see your level now.

“So you’re just a nobody.”

“Wh-what?”

If he were the Duke’s direct descendant, I might need to be a bit careful, but…

‘He’s not direct line, just a nephew?’

I’ll just break two of his legs.

Then, since Duke Eldinar seems to be losing quite a bit of hair…

‘If I offer to cure his baldness, wouldn’t he be willing to overlook this?’

Even His Imperial Majesty couldn’t cure baldness… if I offer to treat it, the Duke might be willing to let this slide.

‘Good. Let’s start by breaking just one leg.’

“I-I, Jason Eldinar, am a nobody? And who are you supposed to be that’s so great!”

…Heh. I take back what I said about breaking just one leg.

‘Let’s start with both legs as a baseline, plus two ribs on top of that.’

“Me? Have you perhaps heard of the Magic Sword Destroyer?”

Though it’s a title I personally find quite embarrassing, I told Jason the moniker by which I’m most widely known.

“Magic Sword…Destroyer?”

Upon hearing the title I mentioned, Jason’s face instantly turned pale.

“Th-then you are?”

It seems he’s finally realized who I am.

“I am the Magic Sword Destroyer, Count Patos Severio.”

Ah… it’s a bit embarrassing, but this is the only way to subdue him completely.

“Y-you’re the Magic Sword Destroyer, Count Patos Severio?”

“Yes. Now do you understand who you’ve picked a fight with?”

I’ve always wondered… do I really have to talk like this?

Can’t I just speak more casually?

I’m following what the Prime Minister taught me, but it makes me sound kind of old.

“Kuh, even so, you’re merely a count!”

Ah, he’s really annoying. Are all delinquents this unable to tell right from wrong?

I need to hit him just once.

“Mouth.”

I changed the form of my bracelet, which was in the shape of a small hammer.

For someone like him, I need not a small hammer, but a fucking huge one.

One so big and powerful that he’ll wet himself just looking at it.

I pictured a large, powerful hammer in my mind.

“Hmm.”

What I held in my hand was Mjölnir, the hammer used by Thor, the thunder god of Norse mythology.

I’ll pass on this one. Thor’s hammer Mjölnir may look powerful, but it’s not big enough.

The handle is too short, making it uncomfortable to swing with both hands.

“Eeeek!”

But that fellow seemed to have gotten scared just from seeing lightning sparking from Mjölnir.

Hmm. A hammer that sparks lightning.

‘Ah! I have just the thing.’

I pictured a hammer in my mind.

A massive hammer that makes a sound like thunder when it strikes and shoots lightning as if the target has been struck by lightning.

Then, the form of Mjölnir in my hand faded, revealing an angular sledgehammer crackling with lightning.

‘Oh, this is it.’

I gripped the lightning-crackling sledgehammer firmly with both hands.

Despite looking heavy, the sledgehammer was surprisingly light, perhaps because it was an artifact made by the guardian deity of blacksmiths.

With the sledgehammer in hand, I slowly approached Jason.

“Originally, I was just going to break your legs and let you go.”

“W-why would you do that?”

“Why? WHY?”

Ha, look at this guy. He still doesn’t get it.

I gripped the sledgehammer with one hand and held it up to his face.

“As a noble of the Celebrio Empire, you have a dignity to uphold, yet you failed to maintain it. Moreover, you didn’t recognize your wrongdoing and continued to oppress innocent people. That is the wrong you’ve committed here.”

I examined exactly what he had done wrong.

All nobles of the Empire have a dignity to maintain, but his behavior was not that of a noble but rather like a back-alley thug.

Furthermore, he forced others into wrong actions to satisfy his twisted pride.

And one more thing.

The person he happened to mess with was Elena, the daughter of Archmage Ielon Sandrios, the Marquis.

‘If it becomes known that he harassed the daughter of an Archmage, who knows how Marquis Ielon Sandrios might deal with him.’

Wouldn’t it be better if I handled this myself, rather than having Duke Eldinar and Marquis Sandrios face each other with red faces?

“Tch, trying to trap me with such old-fashioned customs…”

“However, there is a way for you to escape unharmed.”

“R-really?”

Hmm, even after I revealed I’m a count, he’s still speaking informally.

But I must endure. Losing my temper here would be amateur behavior.

“I know a very good lawyer. If you win three debates against this lawyer, I’ll help you leave quietly.”

“H-hehe. Win debates against a lawyer? I’ll win by any means necessary! Come on, bring him here!”

Haha. He’s fallen into my trap.

“Let me introduce you. Here is ‘Thunder’ Lawyer. His surname is Hammer. So his name is Thunder Hammer.”

“…What? Where’s the lawyer?”

“Right here. Lawyer Thunder Hammer.”

When Jason couldn’t find the lawyer, I pointed to the sledgehammer in my hand.

“E-eek! What kind of lawyer is that!”

“It’s fine. Everyone has trouble understanding at first. But once you engage in physical dialogue, you’ll realize this is indeed a lawyer.”

Of course, this is my first time swinging this at a person.

However, everyone realizes after being hit by this hammer.

‘That this is the answer.’

I just need to swing it three times.

Left leg. Right leg. And the ribcage area.

Just three swings should do it.

First… the leg.

“Now, the first meeting will be a bit electrifying.”

“Aaaaargh! He’s crazy! A madman has appeared!”

Jason tried to crawl away desperately, but my hammer descended on his leg faster.

“Gyaaaah!”

The massive hammer charged with lightning instantly broke Jason’s leg.

While Jason was disoriented from having one leg broken, I swung the hammer at his other leg.

“Kugh, kuk…”

With both legs broken, Jason seemed on the verge of passing out, his eyes rolling back.

Haah. Now for the final blow.

“I hope you become a new person after consulting with the lawyer!”

Finally, as I struck his ribcage with the hammer, there was a thud, and Jason passed out.

‘Hmm? Why is there no response?’

Jason trembled after being hit in the ribs and then went limp, but strangely, his reaction seemed delayed today.

‘Should I have used a smaller hammer?’

I wondered if the large hammer was inappropriate, but soon I could confirm that my ability was working properly thanks to the subtle glow enveloping Jason’s body.

Would Jason come to his senses?

‘If he doesn’t, I’ll hit him on the head next.’

I was waiting for Jason to regain consciousness.

If he didn’t reform, I was planning to aim for his head next.

However, Jason soon opened his eyes and got up.

The words that came out of his mouth after regaining consciousness were…

“I’m sorry. I must have been out of my mind. I would like to sincerely apologize to Count Severio.”

A sincere apology directed at me.

As expected… my ability seems particularly effective at reforming delinquents.