Chapter 265 – Tomb (3)
The wagons in this world are small and narrow.
Why? The bigger the wagon, the stronger and bigger the horse to pull it, because such a horse is expensive and eats a lot of rice.
Did you say that a car costs a lot of money in terms of maintenance and taxes as well as the purchase price?
It was no different from the wagon in another world. Even with the wonderful skill of magic.
If you ask why, can it be said that it is like a fantasy world without romance that there is nothing to say other than ‘cost performance problem’? Wagons coated with magic were rare even among the regular wagons of powerful nations.
Today, however, I felt that the narrow carriage to Fran’s hometown was spacious.
It is not because there are few people. It’s a pool party as usual.
Even so, the reason the wagon got wider was because, on the contrary, I became fucking small.
“It’s Ralilura. What is my intention of only touching my stomach from earlier?”
“Yeah? Senior, was this a boat? Where is the ship from?”
“Molarehu.”
─Shaaak. I said, sticking out my forked tongue.
I, who used to be a dignified super ape of Earth, became an anaconda in another world and was wrapped around Lalilura’s neck. It was transformed into the rune of ᛒ (Berkanan).
The whole story is like this.
─Senior♡? They said the guards came and escaped with transformation magic, right?
─What? Yes.
─Wow! Then, the promise you made last time, will you keep it♡?
—… Det?
Gura tried to placate Lalilura on the Garden Island of the Bicorns. It spun around and choked me.
‘Fuck, I forgot.’
It was said that he would transform into an animal and allow him to touch it freely, but at that time, he said, “Be careful when agreeing to the terms and conditions.”
But has it really changed?
It was not a forager to gloss over promises that could be kept. For that reason, I was transformed into a snake and was being touched by Ralilura.
‘Tsubeol. Should I say it’s fortunate that it’s a snake?’
All men would sympathize with it, but even if you put sexual desire aside, if you touch your body in a relaxed state, an erection is inevitable.
If I had transformed into a cat or a dog instead of a snake, I would have had to endure the level 99 difficulty of holding back an erection during this wagon trip.
In that respect, it was a good thing for me that Ralilura asked me to transform into a snake. It’s not like you can’t change into a female by taking off the juice to avoid an awkward situation.
TS, no, never.
“My dear. Stay focused. ‘It sucks, Shiva! I’m mastering the shadow clone technique while on the move!’ Wasn’t it you who said that?”
“No, you don’t have to imitate me that hard, but you’re going to do it.”
It was Veronica who reproduced my words with suspiciously high quality.
Well, I was right about what I said. It takes time to learn clone magic anyway, so if you learn magic on the way back and forth, in the sense of multitasking, you bounced off the abacus.
‘But Shiva, I never imagined that I would be wearing a snake mask and reading rat-sized letters on a swaying carriage.’
So I think I’m going to get motion sickness now.
I was a person with very low aptitude for transformation magic, so being in this state is a bit difficult. It feels like being trapped in a vacuum-packed doll mask. I can move, but I feel like my mind is being cut.
─Tap tap.
Then, suddenly, a hand patted my snake-body.
When I turned the snake’s head, Lalilura, whose complexion was bluish, was giggling.
“Sir, senior… Mom, don’t strangle me…”
“Oh, sorry.”
Her body, wrapped around her neck, seemed to inadvertently strangle Lari Lura.
Damn, her fucking body won’t listen to her master. One Juzidra is enough for a baby free from my body. Somehow unleashing her powers, Lari Lura drew in her breath.
“Puh… You were surprised. Transformation, is it that hard?”
“Not easy.”
Hard is real It has meaning to keep, so it continues.
I returned to Veronica’s magic course.
“How long have you been talking? Was it about the aptitude classification of transformation magic?”
“Yes. Looking at your aptitude, it would be right to invest in the transformation of objects rather than in your own transformation.”
Veronica showed me the copy book, a drop item from Yerna.
She tried to read but gave up because her head was dizzy. I’m sorry for making our juniors choke play again.
“The rune of ᛒ (Berkanan) is also the rune of Yu Hee-sin, who is said to have been a master of transformation. A rune of mana change and body change. If you combine this rune with your alter ego, you will be able to create a much more lively alter ego.”
Veronica, who explained that, chanted with rhyme as if reciting her poetry.
【The birch tree has the greenest leaves of all trees. Yu Hee-shin was lucky with his tricks (Bjarkan er laufgrønster líma; Loki bar flærða tíma).]
─Break it!
The flame in Veronica’s hand turned into her form.
It seems to be an alter ego magic, but in fact it is said that it is only a shape. Manipulating or making them speak in that state is the elementalization technique that Fran learned, or something.
“I have no talent for causing changes in objects. Even if you memorize the poem of the rune, this is all.”
“Looks great enough in my eyes. Our attendant is competent.”
“Thank you for your words. However, I can only change my mana, but if you become more proficient, you might be able to change the appearance of your weapon.”
“Hehe. Because that’s what I’m practicing for.”
I felt like I had gained enlightenment through the mana succession cheat, so my proficiency was low compared to rune magicians of this level.
So, in order to quickly increase her proficiency, she was maintaining her transformation by giving her body to Rari Lura. That’s kind of the case when she says she treats herself.
‘Anyway, even the Chairman’s equipment will be tracked down if he doesn’t change his appearance.’
The equipment I rooted from Chairman Sang was a chain hammer, boots that speed up my feet, and a shield that reflects magic.
The shield was shared and the hammer was to be given to Frank.
The item I was originally using wasn’t a magic item, so it just worked out. But for some reason, Fran’s equipment lineup is all stolen from criminals, so her husband has no face.
Frank laughed, saying that he was growing up like a thief, so I also accepted it with the feeling that it was an equipment that was dropped from the boss.
Rooting and using Frostmourne does not make you a rich king.
─Shwaaaaak.
Anyway, I tried combining 〈 Cloud Summon 〉 with the rune.
In addition, if you add the magic of clone magic to make a triple combination, you will have the same mist clone as the original except for the weight. It is to become a high-level ninja nord in the fog village.
“Kiyo oh oh clothes… !”
I let out a human roar with the vocal cords of a snake.
It was a compromise between the thought of concentrating and the thought that I shouldn’t wake up Dana who was asleep, but that idea was futile, and my tail struck Dana’s shoulder as if she was trying to fuck her master.
─Slap!
“Kyaaa?!”
Dana wakes up with a lovely scream.
Dana, who fell asleep alone yesterday due to exhaustion from draining mana. Seeing as if we understood the situation at the laughter of Fran and Veronica, who were alert to our surroundings with dazed faces, I grabbed my snake head without hesitation.
─Quack! I am dragged helplessly as if caught by a giant.
“You fucking snake-headed bastard!! I thought you were going to fall!!”
“Oh, what is it? I’m really sorry. I’ve never had a tail before, so I don’t know how it will bounce if I give it strength.”
“Senior… !! Mo, strangle your throat again and write it… !!”
Oh god damn, it’s a piece of shit, really.
I was hit by Dana with a three-point shot and landed on Lalilura’s lap. As soon as it was wrapped around his neck, he had to find the temple as soon as he arrived in Fran’s hometown.
“Junior hands are weak hands~♬”
─Swipe swipe. Ralilura caressed my hair after being hit by Dana.
I appreciate the consideration, but even after transforming, the defensive power and damage status are the same as the main body. It’s not as painful or painful as Dana’s rough grinding.
“It’s more larilu than that. It’s new, but why a snake? Aren’t they usually dogs or cats?”
“Because normal kids can touch them normally, right?”
“Glucman. No, it’s a prejudice, but there’s an image that women hate reptiles.”
It was like that with an emotional feeling.
It would be normal for her to dislike snakes before men and women do anything. Dana waggled my tail like a skipping rope, then she said.
“Why? Snakes are cute Better than octopus. My surname, Berbeia, is also the name the Ulsterians used to call the two rivers that stretch like snakes.”
“No, this lady. If you suddenly reveal the background setting of your name, how will I respond?”
“If everything my wife says comes down to compliments, the cheeks don’t fit. Our tribe is also a matrilineal society, so take care of your husband.”
“Go home and make some pancakes, you nunna.”
“When I talk about my hometown, it reminds me of my childhood. At that time, I disassembled and grilled the snake meat and it was surprisingly delicious.”
“Why do you eat snakes while leaving pigs, cows, and chickens? Dog Ten Spiritual Haguma. Hipster Ulster Instinct Comes, doesn’t it?”
“If you’re locked up and have nothing to eat later, transform yourself. I’ll eat and treat you to make up for it, you emergency food bastard.”
“Ahhhhh, such a crazy cannibal graduate student!!”
If you do something like that, you’ll look like a 100% pure 3rd barbarian.
– Jump! I jumped like a spring and ran to Veronica’s lap.
“Hmm. The name doesn’t matter. In my case, I was also given the name Eclipse because I was born on the day of the eclipse, which is considered unlucky in my clan. Attaching the ashes to the name. It’s a kind of trick-or-treating.”
“Oh shit. This is a topic that leaves people speechless as it is here.”
Apparently, Bicorn’s surname has nothing to do with his family.
Oh And this is a quadruple because it is transformed into a snake, and the etymology of ‘Veronica’ is ‘true appearance’. It was enough to know what kind of mind Veronica’s parents built.
Also, I heard this later, but ‘Dana’ and ‘Berbeia’ are the names of the gods that Ulster people worshiped. It is a name worthy of our Nunna, who came from a family of priests in Ulster.
‘Ralilura’s real name, Priscilla, is the same, and people from another world are serious about naming things.’
It would be embarrassing to even explain the meaning of the name Gangbukho, which means to be friendly with the north.
With us having such small talk, the carriage led by the coachman ran towards Franc’s hometown.
***
Fran’s hometown, Steoia, was an ordinary small town.
To be honest, I was a little surprised. Hremar, a port city, anyway, I heard that Dwarven cities are often underground. I was even prepared to crawl underground for a few hours.
Frank’s hometown, which I arrived in just a few days, had a similar feeling to that of the human race, as if he had no interest in my prejudices.
It is an ordinary city that will not remain in your memory a month later if you only stopped by for a short while on the way to your destination.
But to tell you the truth, that ordinary appearance was new to me.
Because it means that our Franc could have lived in this normal city, inherited his father’s mother’s house, and lived as a ubiquitous half-dwarf girl.
Whether it was a joke of fate or the chaos theory of quantum mechanics, he met me, a stranger in the world, and even got married.
It is the chaos of disorder desired by the gods.
It feels like the weight of those words suddenly lands on my chest.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing to not be able to discuss fate even in a world with magic and gods?
With that thought in mind, Fran and I climbed a small hill.
“I should have taken a break and looked around carefully before going. It’s my hometown after a long time.”
“Lol. I didn’t come here to immerse myself in the old mood.”
Fran, who hadn’t been alone for a long time, crossed arms with me and smiled charmingly.
With the consideration of the other party members, we climbed the hill where there is a graveyard just the two of us.
“Today, I want to be independent from my hometown and parents. So, it seems polite to tell them that you can live well with your new family now.”
Fran said as she climbed the dwarven wooden stairs.
“I felt like it was necessary to be happy with Nord.”
“If you want to make me happy, you have to be happy, Fran.”
Fran only had to nod her head.
─Charlang.
The liquor on her side glided. It is an alcoholic beverage that the father-in-law couple enjoyed drinking before they were alive.
The top of the hill was full of burial mounds.
It was said that the Viking funeral was to burn the corpse in a bonfire and send it to the sea, but the funeral of the Dwarves was a common cemetery even for Koreans.
【Here it is.】
Fran said in German.
It must have been an involuntary act to write the words of her hometown, but Fran smacked her lips with her cute fingers and smiled as if embarrassed.
We approached a pair of tombs. ─Chuck. I carefully poured water on the black tombstone and wiped it off.
Father. Ferdinand Eitrinen.
Mother. Eleanor Eitrinen.
As a dwarf, Fran poured the wine from the glass onto the tombstone and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of it one by one.
【Mom and dad… I’m home.】
