Chapter 565: 565

“You two must have gone through a lot. I’m sorry.” Eiro said with a light smile and a gentle tone of voice, as he slowly ran his hand through the large bear’s fur. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his mouth and nose, trying to figure out the best material for it.

“Hm, some nice, dark cian should be good for you.” Eiro explained, as he held his hand out to the side. Most of his treasury was cluttered with different types of wood at this point. Ever since there wasn’t a size-restriction anymore, he was able to do something rather neat. He could use something that Armodeus had made for him, making use of some of the items that he found in certain hidden spaces of the manor, while also using those hidden spaces themselves as a reference for his work, on top of the different magic stones that Eiro supplied to him. This was something that Armodeus worked on for months, using any amount of free time that he had. Ever since that huge delivery of different kinds of wood came in from Eiro’s old home, the Demon wanted to figure out a way to carry as much of it around with him as possible.

And so, the upgraded material-kit was created. It was based off of the original, although that one in itself was still standing in a special spot in Eiro’s room, since it was the one that Jura himself used throughout the years.

This one was not only equipped with a whole bunch of magical circuitry, but was also a lot larger than before. It was so large that Eiro would barely be able to wear it as a backack when he put it on his back.

With a small smile on his face, Eiro opened up largest of the kit’s sub-sections, the one where all the wood was actually stored.

Inside of it were 16 visible sections, each with a different type of wood inside of it. These were the most common types of wood that were used to make prosthetics, so it was always good to have them around, “There it is. Dark Cian. Hm… It might be a bit too light still. Gotta use a nice finish to fix that, then…” the Demon started muttering to himself, as he grabbed the block of wood, and quickly pulled it out. As it turned out, instead of just being a simple cube, it was a long pillar of wood, even longer than the box would usually allow. Eiro didn’t even pull it out all the way, so the onlookers couldn’t even be sure how much longer it continued into the box.

Either way, at some point, Eiro pulled out a carving knife, and used it to smoothly cut off the front of the wood, as if he was a baker cutting through dough. Eiro placed the wood to the side, and closed the section off again. Then, he opened up a smaller section filled with different vials. He slightly turned his head, continuing to mutter, “For a guy his size… yeah, this one should be fine.” Eiro muttered, and pulled one of the vials out. As he opened up the other sections, he grabbed another small bottle, as well as a bunch of different tools.

And then, he opened up the last section for now, which held a lot more small vials, all neatly stacked up in a row, still reaching deep into the box. Eiro pulled on one of the rows, and pulled the whole rack out of the box so that he could reach one that was further in the back.

“Alright, I can get started.” Eiro said, “This might take a little while though. I’m not a cleric, I can’t perform miracles, after all.” The Demon said bluntly, as he first popped open the small vial with the seed inside of it, and dropped it into the ground.

“Big guy, this is going to hurt for a second, but I’ll need you to trust me with this one, alright?” The Demon said, as he grabbed the bear’s arm. Using one of the tools that he was holding, he cut into it to draw blood. Of course the bear yelled out, and so did the small monkey still sitting on top of its head, but Eiro simply kept holding onto its arm, not budging despite the bear’s attempts to break out of the Demon’s grip.

“Calm down, will you?” Eiro sighed, as he slowly rubbed his wooden hand over the bear’s arm. He was doing this to not only force mana but also life force out of the bear’s body, right into the blood that Eiro was trying to get from it. Of course, he healed the wound he created afterward immediately. It wasn’t really much more than a thin scratch anyway, though.

The Demon then pushed said blood right onto the seed that he dropped into the ground, and was now controlling everything so that the seed was feeding off of the mana and life force inside of the blood while Eiro was using magic to accelerate its growth.

But for now, Eiro simply sat down, creating a barrier to sit down on with arcane magic, while everyone was watching. The Demon slowly closed his eyes and started to think about all the parts that he would need. It was basically just a blink though, before Eiro started to work. He pulled out the three of swords, and soon had ten rings around his fingers. The blades connected to the rings through threads quickly fused with the different tools that Eiro had laying around him, as the Demon got to work. He quickly carved the block of wood into different pieces, carving them as close into the right shape already as possible. Soon, the wood was no longer recognizable as a unified piece, but instead could be seen as a bunch of pieces akin to that of a clock, or some kind of machination. But nothing that should be made out of wood, usually.

However, the speed at which Eiro did this was incredible. Sure, he practically had twelve hands through the help of the three of swords, but using all of those tools to that level of expertise basically meant that Eiro was mentally processing the work that six, if not more, highly skilled woodcarvers had to do at the exact same time.

It took about half an hour, but soon, nearly all of the parts that Eiro needed to fix up the bear had been finished. All except a few vital, important ones. Eiro walked over to the place where he had grown that plant earlier, and quickly hooked onto a small bump that had formed on the ground. Since everything important happened underground, nobody could really see what Eiro had done earlier.

But then, he simply pulled out the complex root system of the plant that Eiro had grown out of the ground. Roots so thick that they couldn’t have grown naturally in this amount of time. Eiro had specially manipulated this seed to focus its growth on its roots, so that he could use them and their flexible nature of these particular roots for the rest of the parts.

Eiro cut through them and quickly carved them down, creating thin strips and sticks out of them.

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“Okay. Ready to fix you up.” Eiro said, looking at the bear, before he turned his head to the transmigrator that had tamed them, “Grab the monkey for a while.” The Demon told him, as he opened up the vial of unknown liquid, manipulating it with water magic. Of course, the beast tamer did as told, and grabbed the monkey for a while.

And then, Eiro quickly made the bear lay down comfortably. Or rather, he pushed it onto the ground in a way that would seem to be comfortable, without pushing it onto its injured back, since he needed to work on that later as well.

For now, Eiro slowly manipulated the unknown liquid, the anesthetic, and applied it onto the unhealthily healed leg-stump. The Demon also quickly turned its head, “Also, just go over there and make sure it ‘s calm. Cause even if it won’t hurt, it’s going to feel uncomfortable.” He pointed out, and the transmigrator slowly nodded, and stepped over so that he could help the bear, but still see what exactly Eiro was doing.

And then, Eiro simply got out one of his knives, and carefully cut into the bear’s stump.

“Wait, why are you doing that? Aren’t prosthetics just loosely put over the stump..?” One of the onlookers asked. It seemed like they knew a little about them, at least. Eiro rolled his eyes, and pulled up his sleeve, revealing the place where his skin hit his prosthetic, “Not this kind, bud. These are permanent. Well, semi-permanent. As permanent as a normal limb, I guess.” Eiro pointed out bluntly, “Can’t have an animal I gave a prosthetic just around to lose it later, right? In the first place, that would feel uncomfortable for the animal. With normal prosthetics, you would need to get used to them first.”

“…and you don’t with this one?” The same person asked, and Eiro smirked lightly, “Just watch.”

And then, Eiro continued cutting into the stump, removing certain parts so that he could create a proper base for him to put the prosthetic onto. He also had to remove a part of the leg that had splintered weirdly… it seemed like the leg wasn’t cleanly cut off, but violently broken and ripped off… Eiro actually felt kind of bad for this bear, for what it had clearly gone through in the past.

The Demon quickly placed the removed parts to the side, and buried them under earth. He also used death magic to quickly make the flesh rot away, to properly bury it.

And then, Eiro swiftly moved on to attaching everything. First things first, Eiro placed the base of the prosthetic onto the stump, and healed the specific areas a little bit so that he could make sure it was safely set in place before he continued to work. It was something that Eiro started doing ever since he had changed the structure of his own prosthetic to make it easier to swap out with other parts. It just seemed to make the rest of the prosthetic fit in place more safely.

After that, he quickly moved on to adding all the other parts of the prosthetic. He created the base skeletal structure first, then adding the different strips and sticks made of the root, attaching it to specific places to make the whole limb easier to move around once Eiro let the bear’s life force flow through it. That’s why he used the flexible roots, since they could be twisted in peculiar and useful ways.

Once Eiro created the base, he quickly added everything else around it, as he started giving the transmigrator some instruction, “So, Dark Cian is quite resistant to rot and weathering and such in the first place, and the method that I’m using considerably slows this down as well, but you need to make sure to check the prosthetics regularly, alright? Since you can’t really feel pain through one of these, if something breaks, nobody notices until its too late. And if you spot any rot or weathering, especially on the outside, you can just visit the closest prosthetist or woodworker to help you out with that, if you can’t find a way to contact me at least.” Eiro quickly explained, as he finished up adding the outer layer to the bear’s leg prosthetic, the ‘skin’. He had covered it with the liquid from that glass bottle, the wood finish that Eiro used specifically to make the wood’s color match that of the bear’s fur.

And then, the Demon proceeded to heal the rest of the stump, before quickly pulling some life force out of the rest of the bear’s body to then fill out the prosthetic. After creating the proper flow, Eiro pulled and twisted the different parts a little to make sure that everything worked, and then clapped his hands together, “Alright. Leg done. It’s going to take a while for the anesthetic to wear off anyway, so let’s work on the ear, eye, and back until then.” Eiro said with a smile, as he stepped up to the bear’s head, all the whilst the transmigrator stared at him confused.

“…You… can do that as well?”