Chapter 491 – 490. Eunwon (2)
Something painful.
People hate painful things.
I pursue happiness because I don’t want to be in pain, and I hate being in pain, despite the contradiction of having to go through pain again in order to pursue happiness. That’s why I want to get away from the pain, even if I end up in a fucking spiral where I’m eating someone’s spine.
It’s just that.
He went to capture the devil and died a heroic death.
When I decided to say that, Loki told me to fuck it and revealed the truth without hesitation. To be honest, if his father was used according to the will of the gods-
Can you forgive that?
And, what are you going to do if you don’t forgive that?
You may not feel it because I am strong, but the gods are strong.
And, the Aesir are beings who hunt Jotuns.
“… It’s so ironic. What are you planning to do by telling me the truth, Loki?”
“The family has the right to know. You can’t refute this, right? And, you haven’t put any restrictions on me on this either, right?”
I narrowed my eyes as I saw Rodur talking to me like that while squinting his eyes.
My head hurts.
Ha, really.
Anyway, I didn’t do anything to tell him to shake off his slut here.
They’re giving me shit right here.
“Maybe I should have just sealed the spout from the beginning.”
“… You’re even scarier because you’re the kind of person who can really do that!?”
“… Wow, really, I felt it from the first time I saw it, but Lord Rodur is so embarrassed. I knew you were something unusual, but you are amazing.”
Welland admires me, but he didn’t live like this because he wanted to be like me. It’s just that.
“… Wouldn’t it have been better to hear that he died in league with the Demon King rather than being horribly transformed and dying at the hands of his comrade?”
Liz agrees with that too. Naturally, as someone who knows the importance of family, what should one do if a family member dies in such a bad way?
“At least it’s not you who decide that. And, Jotuns can read the memories contained in objects. At least this child already knew everything from the time you gave him that object.”
“…”
Was it like that?
The story is that it meant nothing in the end.
“I was rude.”
As a result, it’s rude of me.
And when he apologized for that, Welland accepted it with a big smile.
“I’ll accept it. Because there was no bad intention there. Above all, that old man wrote down your story in a letter. I heard you also used magic to have the letters delivered to your family? That old man has dark eyes. Did you ghostwrite it?”
“No, I don’t know the content. I just said it, and it was automatically written.”
Because the contents of the letter are personal matters.
So, he helped Kogan, who didn’t know how to read, in that way, and Welland burst out laughing.
“… I see. It’s just like Yeongtaengi said.”
“… Aren’t you angry?”
“That old man said, ‘You’re a smart little brat who wants to do everything on her own.'”
No, fuck.
You wrote this down like this?
Of course, it was okay to be angry at Yeongtaeng, who was already dead, and of course he gave me a beating for trying to do everything on my own, but I never thought he would write that down in a letter.
But at least if I changed anything because of that…
“Because of that, I am now able to trust and entrust those who are with me as much as possible.”
Haha! That’s a good thing. Just looking at it, we were talking like that when we first left, but it started to decrease at some point. Well, anyway… We’re all here.”
And, I can see the house.
It’s also a very big house.
It’s the giant’s house.
I guess I’ve become some kind of jack. Originally, I thought it would be quite big since it was a place where giants live, but it was bigger than I imagined. Above all, it is quite spacious for someone living alone.
It was spacious even by her standards, but it had all kinds of handicrafts, wall decorations, and…
Each of the weapons hanging on the wall was of such high quality that if released to the world, it would be a real mess.
Of course, from her perspective, they looked like miniature weapons, but at least they were the right size for a person.
…
I can’t believe I was making all of this.
There was absolutely nothing to do.
Otherwise…
Since you say you taught your foster daughter to be a blacksmith, you must have been working with the feeling of depicting her family. And what was waiting for me as soon as I got home.
A huge stone block, and-
Even the two dwarf poop sacks next to them.
“Welland is here… Ha! What, did you bring that old woman with you? Welland!”
“Oh my gosh, that’s what came as a guest- no… Wait-“
-Get back!!!! Welland, do you know what you brought here!!!
… I have now found the Earth Spirit King I was looking for here.
Unlike other spirits, they are quite wary of me.
No, everyone else was actually being treated as something other than normal, and isn’t this normal now? Above all, Welland is the spirit king of the earth, so…
“Aunt Trowell, why are you being so strict? I know what this man is. King of the stars, enemy of the gods, slayer of gods. And my father’s ally.”
-Colleague? A colleague! They have no friends!! Everyone takes advantage, deceives, and deceives-
“Just stop there, ma’am. If you say one more word, I’ll get angry too.”
Welland talks back to Trowell without saying a single word. And the earth shakes as if it is angry at that, but in the end, that is all.
Um.
Clearly not everyone was on my side.
That’s because the Spirit King of the Earth is alive and well, and he hasn’t been torn to pieces.
I’m sure if you ask me to help you, they’ll tell you to fuck me.
-What, you’re not recruiting?
-Sylphide, you know how stubborn that guy is, right?
-… Hehe, well, it’s like that. Clark, give up on Trowell.
I know. Because judging whether someone can be persuaded by talking or not is a basic skill. The thing I was looking for was right in front of me, and I could take it by force, but there is no point in doing so.
What…
By the way, if you are someone who is not on good terms with Loki…
One is a dwarf with a bald head and muscles on both sides, and the other is a rather thin dwarf. If what I heard from Kogan is correct, these two are Brock and Eitri.
In other words, they are the blacksmiths who created Mjolnir, the armor of the Thunder God Thor.
“You must be Brock and Eitri.”
“Ha! What is it, bastard? Do you know us?”
“Kogan told me about you guys. You’re a worthy blacksmith who made the Thunder God’s armor.”
And I told him to tell me this when I see him someday.
A [Useful] Blacksmith.
And ironically, when I think about it now, that was the reason Kogan was selected as a warrior.
That’s right, thinking about it now, my skill in making weapons, weapons that maintain their shape even after being touched by me.
If you think about the double axes that Kogan used, they were truly unrivaled weapons.
Hector’s protection was not breached for no reason.
And as such, it would have been suitable as a weapon for a god, and a weapon suitable for killing a god. In other words, they seem to have judged that it was a threat to them.
Of course, Kogan was just as much of an idiot, and of course, where in the world would there be an idiot who went out on an expedition after making two axes and armor, saying that he was bored and wanted to die?
Sometimes it is said that geniuses die for unspeakable reasons, which often escape the culprit’s understanding.
And when Kogan said that, he got angry in response to the word [Useful] I said.
“Ha! I’m close to the bastard.
“This is crazy! That son of a bitch is still talking like that!?”
“It’s been over 2 years since the incident took place, and I was saying that until 2 years ago.”
“… Ha, you damn idiot, I said you were really going to go like that, but even when you did, you went for art. Ugh, tsk tsk.”
A bald dwarf called Brock clicks his tongue.
And the same goes for Eitri.
“… Did you see how that idiot died?”
“Like a fool, I drove half an ax into the devil’s head and oxidized it.”
And after that, Gawain stabbed his sword, and they fell down the cliff together. That was the end, that was the beginning.
This was the beginning of this difficult road.
And, after hearing that, Eitri was like that guy too, and she touched Kogan’s ax that Brock Welland gave her.
While looking at the damage and what has been preserved, Brock starts talking to me.
“… That’s right, tsk, although my intuition tells me that you are a more dangerous monster than Odin, and seeing Old Man Trowell having a fit, I can feel that you are a monster beyond imagination, but at least seeing Welland stay still…”
“If you see it?”
“There’s a human inside the monster’s shell. You’re even more of a monster than you can imagine.”
… This is true.
Sometimes, this is why wise men find it a bit burdensome. Sometimes, even if life seems like it’s coming to an end, there are wise people who can see through other people’s minds.
The same goes for this bald dwarf called Brock.
You guessed my true nature just by meeting for a moment.
It’s probably because of those qualities that I’m attracting the attention of the Demon Sultan and the favor of Mortus.
It’s like a time bomb where you don’t know what’s going to happen. Like a rat in a test tube, you’re being observed with interest, wondering how it will explode or what it’s doing.
One of them is that even though I try to deal with it in a business-like manner, I try to give myself more control, so it’s more difficult for me.
I honestly don’t know about the other one.
Why did they leave me with human intelligence?
Well, that’s fine.
Brock expressed his gratitude to me without any of his eccentric attitude from before.
“… Tsk, I also read the letter that bastard sent us. And… Thank you. At least someone brought me that bastard’s keepsake.”
“No one wanted to know.”
“If you don’t want to be killed by God, you have to keep quiet. Just like you tried to hide the truth from Welland just now. Even if you tried, that kid would have known everything as soon as he got the axe.”
Jotun. The name of another god race.
Aesir is a god, and Jotun is another god race.
So, Welland, who understood the entire situation through his ability to read the memories contained in the weapon, said that although I hid the truth…
It means that my intention in going there was also read.
Well, that’s why Loki said it out loud.
“Compared to the power they have, there are many idiots whose goals are simple… But you seem to be the best among them. Tsk, does that mean you are a monster disguised as a human being?”
“Hey dwarf, can you please stop saying weird things to my husband?”
“Ha! Goddess, then you should know better. It’s easy to understand if you’re an ambitious bastard, but do you know what it’s like for a guy whose goal is small compared to his power? Because of that small goal, he commits unimaginable and crazy things. Do you know that those idiots are even scarier?”
“Hey, hey, Brock, don’t bother so much-“
“No, I said the right thing, but what?”
“A harsh word?”
“Do you think you want to be beaten?”
“Wow, look at you attacking an old man. Hey! If you know how much you’ve been messing around, tell me!”
Here’s how you usually look at me, tsk. Naturally, Liz seems offended by Brock’s harsh evaluation of me, and Rocky is worried that he might explode, but it doesn’t really matter because it’s true.
Well, I must have made quite a few fuss.
At the same time, you have to push me quite a bit.
Isn’t there a degree to everything?
If it goes beyond that level, there is no other way than to cut it all off.
And, there are various plans for that, and among them, there are some stupid things that the people who are attacked will have no idea about.
I don’t know if I will do it or not, but I don’t know what will happen if I really go to the end.
Anyway, it’s good.
“By the way, Mr. Geumtaeyang-“
Welland asks, looking down at me.
“It looks like various modifications have been made to Yeonggamtaengi’s axe… Is this your work?”
“Of course.”
“Then, can I learn about it?”
I happened to have a gift to give to Kogan’s foster daughter.
At least this is the knowledge I can teach you.
Through magic engineering, and even further [Processing methods].
“It will be a bit different from the existing method. Since I use magic, it is far from the standard blacksmith work.”
“It doesn’t matter. It’s a new technology, and if you refuse to accept and reject the new processing method, it’s ultimately a dead technology. It continues to develop and develop again. Brock, Eitri, and I learned a lot from them, and we learned another technology. If we can achieve progress, that’s fine.”
I guess so.
Well, I say so.
“Hey, bastard.”
“My name is Clark Bald.”
“Damn, are you arguing with me now?”
“They call me bastard, but can’t I call them bald?”
“Ha! Yes, Clark. Kogan’s daughter, take it with you.”
I guess so.
Is this how it happens?
“Anyway, the gods will soon take notice of that child’s technological prowess. We are in a relationship with Odin anyway, and we created a weapon for the thunder god Thor, but that child is… A [Jotun]. That old woman next to him. He is being watched and suspected, so what will happen to that child?”
“You know that I am a [Monster] And not a human, right?”
“That guy probably knows better than me. Although he is big, he is more accurate than us about the thoughts contained in objects, the identity of the object, and its essence.”
If those dwarf brothers say so.
…
Yes.
Kogan’s adopted daughter.
“From now on… I’ll call you teacher.”
“… Well, since our house is in the underground labyrinth, let’s go to the warp.”
At least, if I can return the favor by taking care of the descendants of Yeongtaengi, who has been a turning point in my life. This might not be bad either.
I know how the Jotun is treated by Sir. If she stays too long, she will die.
They eliminate creatures that are better than themselves.
Although it is the right choice for species conservation, it is far from the desired image of society as a whole.
So they are bound to fail someday.
How on earth can a creature without change or evolution be an excellent life form?
Perfection is death.
So let’s say I’m taking him with me.
“I’ll ask you next… Did you invite a guest here?”
“… I’ve never called anyone except the blonde bastard in front of me and those women?”
“Oh my, does that include me too, Brock?”
“You love an old woman? Hey, do you have that kind of taste?”
“I also don’t treat a verbally abusive bitch like this.”
“Hey you bastards.”
Naturally, Rocky got angry when Brock and I criticized him, but surprisingly, no one cared. Worse than that, an uninvited guest is coming here.
And, first, I open the door to my labyrinth to Welland.
A huge door to suit her size.
“Are there any tools or anything I need to bring?”
“If a craftsman hides his tools, he cannot use them.”
This is good posture. Of course, blaming the tool is just an excuse.
“If you go through this door, you will go to where I am staying. There is a guy in charge. Don’t be too surprised, but just follow the directions. He will create a space for you to live in, and if you need anything, call him.”
“… Really, you’re really sweet. I think I know why that grumpy old man said that. I’m worried in many ways… But I want you to know that it’s not all your fault.”
“…”
Tsk.
This is why I really hate beings who can read other people’s minds at will.
After opening the door, leaving Welland behind, who had moved into the labyrinth.
I face the being that came to me.
Liz had already taken out her sword, but I held up her hand to stop her.
Not yet.
Not yet.
“Grimhild, Grimhild the witch, I never called you, I kept my identity hidden, and you came to me. Why did you come to me? Grimhild, Grimhild, the witch who came to me, if you do not give the right answer, you will die here today. .”
And I call the name of the being who came to me.
Grimhild.
Sigurd’s mother-in-law.
And…
The being next to it.
Now that I think about it, what was its name?
Did you say Gudrun?
… Hmm.
Yes.
Did you say Sigurd became an asshole?
Well, I should have been beaten up by Liz.
It’s all good.
Even though I don’t have the ability to read people’s minds, I can infer the situation and what I came here to do, and the results of that inference show that it’s a very shitty business.
