Chapter 488 – Narmer-Nile (1)
After the wedding, we separated from our friends in the north and returned home.
After explaining the source of the pillar of light and the rainbow, my mother-in-law said she would record the incident in a book she was working on.
Maybe the descendants who read that record may build their own faith later. Though it’s ironic to think that it only starts to be worshiped again after it disappears.
And about three days have passed since then.
The blessing that dwells in Dana’s body has yet to yield tangible results.
‘I think it’s probably a blessing related to the growth rate or the limit of growth… It would be impossible to melt it overnight with my daughter.’
Still, it is a blessing from God. It must have been worth it.
Seeing her sitting and meditating from time to time, Dana seemed to be making an effort to learn the last gift of the girl god with a serious mindset.
“Dana. What to do with the ruins?”
“I hired people from my hometown to guard it. A few research teams will remain to look for any artifacts that have been spilled.”
When I asked because she seemed to have finished her meditation, Dana, who came back with bobbed hair, giggled knowingly as if asking for something.
The researchers who returned to Sargadis are planning to make a thesis and report while comparing the artifacts they brought back to the historical records of the academic world. I will have to work hard to select artifacts to send to the academic world.
“Gkun. But sister Some of my sister’s researchers, who are single, seem to have fallen in love with the Pict villagers, did you know?”
“What the fuck? No, I wondered why those humans were so aggressive.”
“Heh. When it’s good Wouldn’t it be okay if things weren’t in your hands because you were blinded by love?”
It must be because of love that I deliberately chose to stay on set.
Still, each scholar’s preference differs depending on his or her personality between rummaging through academic journals and arranging data in a lab room, and painstakingly digging up artifacts in the field.
By the way, I was better off stuck in the lab room, but now that I don’t feel tired from trivial labor, I think it’s more convenient to dig up artifacts. I’m not going to do either. Hehe.
Anyway, the return to the house I missed so much is complete.
“Sargadis! I’m back!”
“Didn’t you come by often?”
“It’s us who came back after 2 months, so you bitch?”
Come on one by one. Do you mean hitting me from the left and right?
Back at home, each of us slept comfortably in our own beds for the first time in a while, worked on unfinished business, or went to our own training sessions.
For reference, I lived most of my life getting hit by work, except for the time when I was adapting to the prosthetic arm and doing physical training, which was a daily routine. And! I hate playing around!
“Miss Clara, Audrey. As I’ve said several times before, two of our staff will be on the same boat as my family goes to Narmer-Nile. I’ll stop by Romania first.”
On the way to visit Clara’s blacksmith shop and bring them back, I started talking like that.
“To see the head of the Armials family? But isn’t Mr. Nord going around too much?”
“Not really, sir. There are very few direct ships from Britannia to Narmer-Nile.”
Those were the words of Audrey, who at some point began calling Clara her teacher.
You’re a teacher She’s a bit funny, but her words got to the point.
‘Even on Earth, when you take a plane, you stop by another country to refuel, right? It’s the same thing.’
A ship is a moving vehicle carrying crew, passengers, food, and combatants.
“Ugh. Is it like that?”
“Yes, it has to be. When it comes to long-distance voyages, supply is difficult, but how big must the ship be to carry all the passengers, crew, food, and other things on board.”
Besides, there are so many monsters and pirates in this world.
Ships capable of such long voyages are rarely operated by the private sector.
Reservations are said to take from half a year to a year or something.
“So, we will stop by Romania first by route, and catch a dirty big ship there and board it.”
The reservation was made by Catherine.
After all, our all-rounder. With respect, I’ll give you the title of ‘Deus Ex Machina of the Miscellaneous Industry’.
‘Perhaps that black warlock Slayer also came to Britannia this way.’
He must have heard rumors of a Kitai adventurer who destroyed the conspiracy of
“Anyway, it’s enough to pay your share of the fare on the way, so don’t be burdened.”
“Yeah, that’s right. The elder of Romania. I am nervous again.”
“You are not the kind of person who expects your father-in-law to have the manners of a nobleman, so hold on to your worries. As long as you don’t lose your research papers, you’re sure to like it. I will vouch for it.”
The question is whether the elder will bring Clara to Romania or let her stay in Britannia.
I don’t know this either. Considering the importance of work, it would be difficult to leave it alone, but taking it away again is a level of forced immigration at the level of civilization in another world, so it is difficult to recommend it willingly.
I don’t know if I’m single, but because I’m a married woman with a house.
The answer to a problem that cannot be answered even if you think about it is to ignore it. When I brought the two of them home, Tirshi was also there.
“Hello, Tyrsi.”
“Ugh… Nord, I’m sorry I couldn’t go to the wedding this time.”
When I greeted him, Tirshi started with an apology.
I wonder if I was very sorry that I couldn’t come to my wedding this time. You act like someone who has committed a mortal sin. I shrugged.
“Can you tell me? Circumstances are circumstances.”
Our wizard, who committed a series of absenteeism without notice, couldn’t even say, ‘I’m having a friend’s wedding, so take a vacation’.
To understand the unavoidable situation. That’s what friendship is.
Tirsi laughed as if I understood everything and awkwardly twisted her white hair with her fingers.
“Not really, but I made up my mind about a few days ago. I am going to resign as a guild researcher within this month.”
“Five? Really? You made a big decision.”
For some reason, my face was alive.
It is the same in the other world that office workers preparing to leave the company are given nutrients and exude vitality like fresh plants.
“Yeah. Because of the
Don’t know It’s difficult for a mage guild researcher to juggle adventurer work.
Tirsi, who reserved a spot for our exclusive party member, shyly evaded her words. I smiled.
“Heh. Of course I know. How can ink suckers like us get promoted only in front of our desks? Right now, I am also a field worker.”
Of course, I didn’t bother to say that to get a position higher than a certain level anywhere, you have to be damn good, and that if you do the same, it’s better to have an office job with a headache than a field job with a sore body. Tyrsi knows what.
Let’s roll together like when we were in the days when we were jumping in the sewer. Welcome… To the world of “Field practice”…
“Uhm, Kheung! Anyway! I wish you well today.”
“What. Me and Fran should do the request.”
The reason why he called Tyrsi was nothing else, because he wanted to help Frann’s magic talent blossom.
If you are a skilled wizard, there is also Veronica, but isn’t our goddess’s magic system a steamy Asgardian magic that can be summarized as ‘Ah, this is a rune’. It is different from the magic of the modern other world.
In other words, it is a fucking different world.
‘It means that it’s not suitable for Fran, who can’t use the potential of rune magic.’
I can advise you to some extent, but when you get to the systematic level, it’s outside your field of expertise.
But is Fran going to learn runes and make new magic?
I don’t think that’s necessary, and if I have to, I’ll use Odin’s Eye to make it.
“So I called in a special guest lecturer.”
“Ah, Mr. Tyrsi! Welcome!”
Fran, who was making something with clay, took off his gloves and got up quickly. It must have broken his concentration, but he’s nice too.
When I laughed, Tyrsi nodded proudly.
“As I told you, you seem to be in contact with soil often.”
“Yeah. After coming home, I’ve been working with the soil Mr. Tirsi gave me. When I was at the ruins, I just needed to help Dana with her work.”
“Yes, you are doing well. Aptitude is not something that others can recognize and guide you through, right? The process of thinking seriously while facing yourself is important in magic.”
Tirshi, who spoke like a teacher with his index finger raised, shrugged at the opportunity to show off his knowledge like an intellectual. If you look at it as a reward for taking care of yourself, it’s a passion pay, but it’s amazing.
“Yeah. But since you’ve come so far, I’ll do this training later!”
“Okay. Since it’s a holiday, shall we simply point out the theory?”
About a month ago Upon hearing the circumstances, Tircy gave Fran a very difficult task that seemed simple.
─As you come in contact with soil, consider what kind of ‘magic’ you dream of.
It is a time for self-exploration that can only be seen in morality class. It is because magic is a genre that is a hybrid of reason and gambit.
Art also insists on perspective and perspective, but in the end, isn’t the whole process established as a theory? It’s like that.
The learning method, which prioritizes finding the student’s aptitude, appealed to the 21st century Saiyans.
Of course, from a student’s point of view, it might be boring, but in that sense, Fran was a very good student.
Of course, it could be that he just likes to play with clay, but let’s say that good is good. Wouldn’t it be nice if work and hobbies matched?
And this is a no-brainer, but I didn’t want Fran to touch the dirty soil, so a few days ago, she spread her kneading soil like her dough for pizza and hit it with the Magical Disinfection Beam.
“Nords, don’t touch the dirt.”
“Yep.”
And I was scolded for what I was doing to Tyrsi. Oh black.
“… Big hum. Clara, let us go this way.”
“Yep.”
Having assigned a teacher to Fran, I moved along with the blacksmith duo who had followed me silently.
The place we moved to was the garden backyard of our house.
Ralilura was sitting in a tent that had been pitched to keep parts from blowing away in the wind. Lari Lura, grunting in her skimpy pajamas, made her face pop into our appearance.
“It’s late, really! Do you know how long I waited?”
“If you’re going to ask, ask your stranger. No Be sure to check out my share. This is how I look like I can’t live up to my name.”
Audrey grumbled, half-jokingly and half-seriously, but Clara, who was suffering the same, rather looked at the disassembled metal parts inside the tent, her eyes twinkling as if this was a break.
“Then, let’s go with energy today!”
And our juniors raised her fists with her liveliness to the point that she couldn’t lose to Clara.
“Because you are the women who might be the mothers of our Lingling 5☆!”
One of the gifts I promised Lalilura.
It was a new puppet made of mana metal.
