Chapter 484 – Alban Eiler (1)
There is a saying that ‘spent a dense time’ as a word that expresses daily faithfulness or hard work.
The term “Dense” Here does not mean “Rich”. It is a metaphor that there are many accidents, good or bad, compared to the time that has passed.
In that sense, after defeating Horsha, my daily routine took a gentle downward curve. It could also be said that the density has faded.
But that only meant calm compared to a few weeks ago, when a bloody battle broke out over the course of a day or two for the life of the city and my wife’s hometown, and it didn’t mean I wasn’t particularly busy.
“This is about ancestral rites, and you could say that what we saw earlier was about relations between tribes. The contents of the ancestral rites are of very poor quality. It’s similar to human sacrifice. Make a giant scarecrow with willow branches and put a person in it to light a fire… “
“Clean it, clear it. Aren’t they fucking crazy? It deserves to turn into a troll or an ogre. Still, I’ve already left those revelations to posterity, so I’ll have to dispose of them before the image of the Ulsterians is tarnished.”
“Yes. Human sacrifice Metarani Idolatry is not a straight line.”
Translation of excavated artifacts is my job. I handed over the record of the poor quality sacrifice to Dana.
Of course, in reality, there is no way to prove the authenticity of this interpretation—because there are no translations or historical materials for the five senses—and no one would believe it unless it was Dana, who knows my Papago power.
Fortunately, Dana, the research director, trusted my translation 100%, so he was able to quickly excavate the artifact.
At first, the researchers, who believed in what the director said, clapped seals when they saw the artifact that popped out as I spit out.
“Doesn’t the director’s husband get a job at the research institute? If work goes faster, the director gets off work early, too, isn’t it?”
“Because it’s my job to find research funds and work.”
“Loyalty, loyalty. Salute to Director Berbeia and his wife!”
“Let’s not mess around and get to work.”
“Yep.”
Even in the ruins, there was an atmosphere of wanting to hand over the artifacts to descendants who could understand their language, so when a guy who interpreted the subject of earthlings with raw food came out, the speed of excavation was accelerated.
“But in a hundred or two hundred years, it will be quite worth seeing if the historical materials we have hidden are found. The true history of the monsters from the village of savages. The evil Ulster people who were carrying out human sacrifice… What kind of ghost story is this?”
“Ugh, stupid. So, to prevent such a thing from happening, shouldn’t we leave behind the story of ‘Ulster people were also Kebake’ with the patterns found in the ruins and historical materials? If you knew, my husband would shut up and get to work.”
“Chwiin-nim gave me a sense of work again. Nobi is a free graduate student.”
What do you do with the ruins you worked so hard to excavate? Transfer to Sargadis Labs.
Why? There is a risk of theft, and there is no way to study here.
‘It’s safer and more convenient to move the artifacts than to move all the equipment and books from the lab.’
And the transportation involves me, Veronica, and a few Picts.
These are agents who take a picture of the outside atmosphere before interacting with the outside world later. Wouldn’t it be more convenient if someone you know would mediate? It’s not difficult to go back and forth.
“Are the relocated ruins being placed in an empty laboratory? It would be dangerous.”
“I heard that Dana asked the archaeological community for a relic security company. Originally, the research institute itself has a small number of people, so there is nothing we can do about it.”
Heritage custodial company.
They were dispatched agents operated directly by the archaeological community. It is a modern security company.
The cost is very high in terms of trustworthy people, but Dana made up for it by saying, ‘I want to hand over some artifacts, but I’m afraid they’ll get stolen’. Since I was going to hand it over for the sake of my degree anyway, the academia compromised moderately.
And once you get to Sargadis and shove the artifacts into the lab’s warehouse, it’s the same thing here.
I’m freaking out too, really.
***
“Mister Nord! I used purified mercury to grant mana! How about it?! Mana itself has almost stabilized!”
“Let’s see.”
I went to Clara to check the research results.
It seems that the prince looked around the city a long time ago and left a message of encouragement.
Me? I was busy so I wasn’t here at the time. It wasn’t that I was taking refuge in advance thinking that I would never be bothered.
In any case, it was an essential procedure to analyze Clara’s experiment results with Odin’s eyes and perform reverse engineering every time she came to put the artifacts in the laboratory.
Am I capable of that?
It may not be possible. Even if it’s a potion like Elixir, where the magic swims past, mana and spells remain clearly in the artifact ax or the metal being processed. These eyes… Mana looks good…
“Hmm. The attachment went well, but if the amount is this small, honestly, I can’t stick it. I’ll briefly write down what kind of distortion occurred in the formula, so please refer to it when making the table.”
“Yeah! They say failure is the mother of success! I will fight!”
As Clara repeats her failures, she organizes the results in a table for each of her ingredients. As this accumulates, the result will come out. Even if you have cheat eyes, you shouldn’t be in a hurry. Ah yes
“Have you run out of materials that Wyvern Coupangman brought you?”
“Coupang? Oh, I’ve already used all the ingredients. It’s money, Mr. Nord generously gave it to me, but… “
“It must be a bit cumbersome to find new materials. Because it’s rural, there won’t be any places to buy it.”
“Ahaha…”
You have to realize the gap between Seoul and the provinces here too. It reminds me of an old friend who lived in a city without subways.
As a courtesy, I am using the money that came into my bank account recently for research expenses, and it goes without saying that the amount made me realize that ‘the rich get rich after the poor get poor in another world’.
Hee hee. I tried to pay money and get advanced magic reagents, but Sargadis’ infrastructure is not very good. Whoever it is, the guy who will bring you the ingredients will have to play around a bit.”
“Isn’t it? Enough to know. I’ll give you money. Buy it.”
“… Yes? Who? Me?”
So who are you Audrey?
The former sister, the thief, who had been packing and carrying an armful of treasures like that, took advantage of Gyeonggong and became the courier king of the other world.
“It’s a blacksmith! It’s a blacksmith!”
“A top-notch sushi master has to go to the fish market early in the morning to find fish for the day. If you entered the world of artisans, be prepared to save for 10 years while running errands.”
“Damn, I should have recognized your cleverness. This is a job scam!”
“Don’t forget to bring your receipt. I have to write a ledger.”
“Aaaaagh—!!”
Of course it’s a joke. I am not interested in this suffocating, artisanal way of relieving stress.
Audrey moved the amount of her alone was obvious, so I went to Hotulusil and watched Shobu while she was running and running and adding the necessary amount for a few days.
“As a human, no, as an elf, if you still have a conscience, will you help me?”
“I will.”
Hotulusil, the one who sold me to the prince—a guess, but the possibility is high—was willing to accept the contract as if to apologize. It is a signature stating that the necessary items will be ordered in the name of the branch manager.
It seems that he will pay for the documents if he brings them through Cromwell while he is farming.
This bastard really has no interest in anything other than his hobbies.
So, like a full-time farmer, the head of the wizard guild’s slump?
“Work visa.”
“Ah.”
What are the harsh circumstances of entry and exit to another world that even elves can’t escape?
The foreigner combination broke up after exchanging warm and lukewarm glances.
I asked what kind of farming it was because it was spring, and he said he would send cabbage to my house later. No, is it true that the automatic hunting of farms in all seasons is running? I’m glad I’m not a farm slave.
After working hard, going back and forth here and there for over a few weeks, I finally got a letter from Selena.
〈I will speed up the production of the elixir!! Even for your arm!!〉
It’s noisy from sleep. The train’s voice plays automatically.
I read through the letter written with a single stroke of writing that looked like a boss in the company, and classified the results of the elixir research I requested.
But if Selena’s researcher passes out while rolling without sleeping, do you have them switch to the next batter? Why do I feel alive in a transcribed copy? It’s the boss of the store you work for that makes you guys go crazy.
“Selena’s skill at manipulating people is also really good, seeing as Amon returns the arrows of anger to me.”
I grumbled and organized the research data, hiding the fact that it was a transitional research result in elixir manufacturing, and brought it to Clara.
“What document is it?”
“This is a research record of a potion developed by an acquaintance. We spend money like water, but that person must have spent too much.”
“Ah yes. But what does this potion recipe have to do with mana granting technology?”
“The school of alchemy is broadly classified. Metal smelting and pharmacy are all alchemy. I have collected and reviewed the alchemy reaction of materials common to the development of mana granting technology. It will help reduce time and budget.”
It was the result of being sponsored by professionals for a longer period of time than me.
Conversely, all reagents that Selena has been putting off due to cost performance can be tested and recorded by us with the money of the sponsor. Hey, isn’t this a complete pum-at? My heart aches at the affection of Koreans.
“Audrey, are you making what I ask you to do? Oh, since you said you did a good job organizing the data, are you leaving the ledger as well? If there is a puncture in the purchase record, Neg and I will hold hands and get along well. Do a good job.”
“Stay… If you’re going to pamper, only pamper my sister…”
“If you don’t want to get paid, quit. They take care of me and give me good holidays, so what’s dissatisfaction? Does it look like heaven itself compared to a graduate student? Maybe it’s because he came here after eating his life, but he’s lost his spirit.”
“Who really eats raw! I’m really working hard?!”
“Right. Who the hell eats it raw? I’m too busy, Junnae.”
“Don’t go so far, you impostor! What are you busy lying on the sofa!”
“You’re resting your body and filling the metal with mana with your head. Tenjii~ Nen Shu~!”
Look at the detail on this brilliant longsword. It’s a test piece, but to make it look so damn cool. World-class Clara, in short, Worcle seems to be the not-too-distant future, right?
“Damn it… It’s a sin to get hit in the back of the head once and fall again…”
Audrey, who was crying, went to take care of his business as if he was kicked in the ass by my words.
“This is the difficulty of society, ae-song.”
By the way, society was difficult and cold for me too.
During my spare time while I was working, I went to see the
It was my true intention that my eyes would go round thanks to the overdue work, but it was a healthy and fulfilling time.
I feel very proud of him because he feels like a hard-working husband.
“But wherever you look at this, you’re a patient, damn it.”
“Iknow, right! Senior, these days, you are more sincere than when your arm was fine!”
Ralilura, who was digging the ground of the ruins with Lingling, passed by and blew a pack. My husband, who used to play tangja tangja at home all the time and sometimes had a fight and wanted money, cries.
After slashing her armless husband with her tongue, Lari Lura is engrossed in relic farming with her francs.
“I… Mrs. Francesca? Did you collect these artifacts, up to yesterday’s worth, in one place?”
“Yeah? No, it was hit today… What, was there something wrong?”
“… You restored this amount of 3 artifacts without damage? It hasn’t even been half a day since I started working today?!”
Not to mention Fran’s dexterity, even Lalillu was digging like an excavator while rolling Linglingi.
It is mainly to pierce a place where something is buried or not, or to pick up a piece of land that has been cut into pieces and lift it up. It feels refreshing to see bedrock being pulled out like cube steaks.
At this rate, it won’t last for several months, and the excavation/balto itself will be finished in March.
“Haam…”
I let go of the papers I was holding in my arms and yawned.
This is also a large underground city, but in about a month, the incomprehensible writings are almost exhausted. Now, what I do in Sargadis is my main job, and I feel like I’m taking a break here.
I tried to use my body, but everyone dissuaded me.
Even without both arms, I was confident enough to work as well as others, but I wasn’t sincere enough to force myself to work when everyone told me to rest.
The result of moving hard for about a month and a half.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and it was one day when spring came in full swing.
“It’s finished, employer without blood or tears.”
“Five.”
Perhaps it was because he was free or because the number of artifacts to be excavated decreased and I didn’t come to find him.
“It’s a prosthetic hand made just as you ordered. The magic was bestowed by Aunt Clara.”
─Flutter! As I unwrapped it, a softly gleaming iron arm appeared in front of me.
The red pattern engraved to give mana to the shiny silver arm with matte finish is just…
“… Bucky?”
“Who is Bucky?”
It’s such a shame. If an arm can be cut off, it will be cut off in the winter.
Spring Soldier doesn’t look too good.
