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Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World 622

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World 622

Chapter 622 – Age of Faded Seagulls (1)

The smell of burning grass is not very fragrant.

From the smell of crushed grass trampled during battle, the burning smell from the weeds in the field burned by fire arrows was quite disgusting.

Foremost among them is a crater made by a self-destructed bald elf.

The nasty freshness stinging my nose, I probably would have been scolding the Magic first if I hadn’t had Beast Return’s mana coating.

Still, it seemed that Mahjan was the one who struggled with the smell the most among us. The disgusting smell you smell in a state of extreme tension would be no different from a chemical room.

“To be honest, I doubt what the priest is saying.”

Veronica speaks with a cold expression. She was one step faster than the hardened Mahjan making excuses.

“In fact, there are not one or two questionable parts in your words, but I will not point out those parts separately. But I’ve never heard of her being a priest who manages the World Tree.”

“… The bloodline of that priest was a clan secret.”

“That? Then, since a secret has already been exposed, let’s expose it.”

After all, I know the root of the world tree.

This guy also seems to have caught Gao, but considering our turbulent archaeological life in another world, it’s a bit of a surprise.

When I dismissed it casually, Veronica helped her with another drink.

“If what you say is truly true, prove it with your attitude. Whether or not your pride and sincerity are sincere, you can no longer claim sincerity except through actions.”

“… I’m really sorry. It’s all my fault.”

As if he knew that this was the crossroads of whether or not he was going to be fucked, Mahjan came out with a fairly low profile.

Neither realistically nor conscientiously can Mahjan extort the buds of the World Tree from me. Establishing a confrontation angle with us means their death and mission failure.

I said, maintaining the atmosphere.

“I understand how you feel. Since I saw you for the first time today, what do you believe in and openly reveal that the fate of the country and your people is at stake? I have no reason to tell you anything you didn’t ask.”

“… I’m ashamed to tell you, but I didn’t even have that thought.”

“Of course it is. But that’s your situation, and why do we have to go through such hardships in a fight that broke out in a distant foreign country that has nothing to do with you guys?”

I crossed my arms and acted nervously.

The basis of negotiation is to hide one’s purpose.

It is important to negotiate without hiding what you want. It doesn’t matter if you blackmail them or call them higher than you want.

Even Jammin knows this, but it is difficult to put it into practice.

So just as this elf was faithful to the principles of negotiation, I also intended to hide what I really wanted.

That was the reason.

The reason why I deliberately take a crooked posture.

“Listen to the explanation first. Prove that you are different from those bastards who always draw knives first.”

The fact that I was able to come out this strong was the result of meticulously considering the front and back.

‘If I really thought about stealing it if I’m wrong, stronger guys would have come.’

If it was you or you’re doomed, it would have been a cavalry unit composed of the Mithril class rather than a cavalry unit that could capture the Mithril class.

The same was true of the escort of Jerna’s mother in Alfheim – the name is already vague, but at least she wasn’t evil, so she didn’t look bad on her.

They were tired of Niflheim’s cold, but weren’t they the knights who subdued Gildart?

What if a warrior of their level came instead of that bald elf?

Maybe I couldn’t win this easily either.

And it seemed unlikely that Tatarnia would be so short of talent.

‘Perhaps he’s playing tricks in Byznia.’

Boingsun, that bastard also said something about the Northern Expedition Army.

Tatarnia’s main troops might not be able to come to stop it.

It is difficult for both countries to borrow troops!

It was a very good situation for us. It’s like negotiating with the car and the gun.

‘But that’s not all good.’

In other words, it meant that the other side of the wilderness was also messed up, and that if it was settled, a mess that I couldn’t handle alone would break out in Britannia.

Of course, it’s just hard to handle, but I’m confident enough to get rid of sparks, but this kind of work is like a reserve army, so if you put it off because it’s annoying, it’s bound to become more annoying.

If it was an unavoidable disaster, it was right to deal with it when you were less tired.

“I’m sorry to sound like I’m repeating it, but what I’m going to tell you from now on is an important secret for us Tatarnia——no, the entire Elves.”

“Wherever you go, don’t tell me. However, if I had enough evidence to believe it, I would have guessed it even if I didn’t say it. I’m on the heavy side, so tell me.”

As a minimum consideration, she asked her wives to keep their distance.

Of course, it was enough to listen to Fran’s ears. Mahjan, who did not know that, said, regaining his complexion as if a little relieved.

“There is an amplifier made from by-products of the World Tree during the days of Alfheim.”

“Is it a magic tool? What amplifier is it?”

“To put it simply, it is a detector. We were able to find Nord’s whereabouts with the power of that magic tool. It is a relic that is thousands of years old.”

Is it a detector? It looks like there is even a real raider.

I don’t know what shape it was, but it wasn’t something I couldn’t imagine.

Tok, tok, tok… I asked as I tapped my crossed arms with my fingers.

“Is that artifact anything that can be found?”

“… Since it is an amplifier, it is necessary to separately prepare a “Detection method” To amplify its ability. We used the power of the lineage of priests who managed the World Tree.”

“The priestess of the World Tree. Business cards are shit. They secretly found out the personal information of others and made them see blood because they couldn’t even keep it.”

Mahjan bowed her head like her daughter-in-law.

I deliberately created a gap and tried to make eye contact with Veronica. Veronica parted her lips in a complicated state of mind and sent a telepathic message.

—… It could be used to find the source of the curse. If you amplify the tracking ability of the arrowhead of the goddess Satis, you won’t have to ignorantly search all over the world.

-Is that enough for the price of selling one leaf?

The origin of the bicorn’s curse is still unclear.

A world trip to find it—or a business trip—wasn’t planned yet, but if I borrowed something called the elves’ radar, I wouldn’t have to go crazy walking around.

‘It’s okay.’

Not bad for trading terms.

‘Hehe, but I’ll have to tear it off as much as possible.’

Isn’t it a bit precious to beat it with a one-time ticket for a magic tool?

If it’s worth calling, I’m willing to be a preemptive warlord. Hehe. This is the true taste of monopoly.

-But, dear…

While thinking about it, Veronica seemed to be more worried about me than the salvation of her people, which she had been longing for all her life. I am such a sinful man

I smiled slightly.

—If I go over there, it will be dangerous again? It’s not wrong, but it’s not going to end just because we stay calm at home. You have to get it done before it gets too big.

—… Whoa. Coincidence is a very ironic law.

──There is also luck that can be found in misfortune, right? Let’s think it’s good.

I shot the telesapie and then returned her expression when Mahjan looked up.

“Jang Kwang-seol listened well. It doesn’t seem like a master.”

“Zujak… ? Oh, you mean manipulation?”

“Yes. I know it’s not Gura, bastard.”

I will believe You are the quest NPC.

As I showed my understanding, Mahjan’s face lit up. Ugh, the bright smile of a male elf. It looks a bit like a dick.

‘But isn’t this bastard also a pigtail if he takes off his hat?’

Being an elf, you live by wasting your handsome wakkoo. Balance patch is out.

Thinking that far, I followed Mahzan with a big smile.

“I understand, so get off it for now.”

“Yes! … Yes?”

An elf guy who gave a lively answer but then got dumbfounded.

I shrugged and said.

“We have work to do, so get out of here. I’ll be back here anyway, so wait around here. We need time to think about the terms of the deal.”

“That that… Yes. All right.”

He seemed to have a lot to ask, but he spoke appropriately.

Well, isn’t it an eternal law that the regretful bastard bends first?

‘I have to stop by the house, too.’

Even if you go, you don’t have to fix your arm before going. My thawed arm will rot.

Traditionally, meat that has been thawed once must not be frozen again.

No matter how much I’m a druid, I’m not going to use a pestilence gun blitz by infesting salmonella on my right arm? You should put fresh arms as much as possible.

And if your arms become poisonous, you won’t even be able to touch our wives.

‘I’ll have to talk to Dana too.’

You never know how long it will take to go to Tatarnia.

I can’t just walk away without seeing your face. It would be an appropriate course to drop by Sargadis and return to the Wyvern Shed to borrow a Wyvern for riding.

“… Okay. We will camp in the nearby woods and wait for you.”

Mahjan speaks as if resigned.

Great. Why don’t you enjoy the natural life too? Where can you go and experience something like this without paying money? Only 2% of elves can work in a forest like this.

“Don’t be such a shitty dog. I have no intention of cheating or cheating.”

“… Yes.”

Is this kid a real military barista? It looks like you’re used to peeling.

Elves live 10 times longer than humans, so the military service period is about 20 years?

Giggling inwardly, I opened the notebook and tore out one page.

“There was an elf who remembered the days of Alfheim.”

She activated the rune of ᚱ (Raidō) on her right arm. Since it was a prosthetic arm, there was no need to worry about side effects. Metal fatigue? I’ll change it today or tomorrow, so why bother?

Tsapapapapapapapat—!!

I wrote like lightning on a single note.

The language doesn’t matter because I have the ability to translate, and I only put in a few clichés in moderation.

It’s not too much of a twist to be polite.

“J-Now, runes without a medium… !”

While I was writing the letter, Mahjan opened her mouth wide with her sullen face.

“Oh, no. Her arm itself was a magic item. Is that correct?”

“If you’re curious, let me know when we meet again.”

─Fallang. The note flew by wind magic and fell into his hand.

“Have some of your friends take this to your elder brother. Remember that if you secretly steal and read it, I will twist you a lot.”

“I will keep that in mind. Ah! And I’ll give you back this too!”

Mahjan nodded hastily, and threw the Weiznia watering ring.

I almost forgot Since this is a magic item, it would have been a waste if I forgot to take it.

“It’s good that you talk fast. Then let’s get rid of those who were your friends first.”

─Suck. I point to the open meadow.

The gray meadow with elven corpses was not very nice to see.

“You’re not going to leave it like this, are you? And from now on, we’re going to look back at those babies, but I hope you don’t say that. I understand?”

Didn’t I close my eyes to what you were saying?

Mahjan nodded as if possessed by something and took the piece of note I had written on as if it were a jar of shrines.

“Valkyrie, let me ask you a favor.”

The search was left to Valkyrie.

My back hurts because of the conversation I had with Mahjan right away, but I noticed that I didn’t want to rummage through corpses. There was no point in making the elves search for those bastards.

First of all, it’s the corpses of the elves who were famous colleagues.

There’s also the fact that my conscience is pricked, and if there’s a traitor left in that group of elves, it’ll be annoying if the evidence is stolen.

─Nod.

Fortunately, Valkyrie silently followed the instructions. Because those guys are really nice too.

“… Whoa.”

And as I was finishing my work, the face of a young pharaoh flickered in my eyes.

At the end of a thousand years of regret, Narmer – the little queen of the Nile, who wanted to see her friend’s country, which had been destroyed by borrowing the hands of a grave robber, be saved.

“Mahzan.”

I called those who were about to leave over my shoulder. Mahzan, who was about to take the reins, stopped walking.

“It’s nothing special, just say this while handing over the letter.”

“Yes, please.”

He listens curiously. I looked at the sky of this world, which is quite different from the sky of Niflheim, and then said as if tossing it.

“The envoy from Sehetefibra, the king of Yiwon, is going to fulfill the promise he couldn’t fulfill a thousand years ago.”

The pharaoh I met in Niflheim, Sehetefibra.

The token of friendship she cherished turned round and round and became a way to save her friend’s offspring. It was something that I really didn’t know about the world.

Anyway, putting aside other reasons, that was enough reason to accept the deal with the elves.

“… Can I just tell you that?”

“If there is someone who understands, he will understand. Oh, of course, you’re going to get the goods properly, so don’t forget to be prepared to pay the bills.”

The elven queen of the time would have paid the price, of course, but she wouldn’t want each of her descendants to disgrace her ancestors.

If you have a problem, you can go there and think about it.

If he had been at the age of a thousand years ago at the center of Alfheim, he would have done it today or tomorrow.

“I remembered everything you said clearly. Until the day we see you again, stay healthy.”

Mounted on the horse, Mahjan turned the reins and shouted.

『Retreat to the forest!! I’ll stay here for a while, so get ready to camp!”

A group of elves retreating at his command.

It’s a return that shows a lot of thoughts just by looking at the expression, but there was no one who spit out those thoughts openly.

Strict military discipline is also a discipline, but it seems that Mahjan is a guy who is a bit of a bitch.

‘… Now then.’

Having finished the work like that, I put the evidence Valquirie had brought into the stone slab and turned my heel 180 degrees with an awkward smile.

Then, what I saw was our wives with 110 colors—no, 5 people and 5 colors. And with +α, it was Nefertiti who looked subtly interesting.

Lalilura said with a pouting face.

“Where are you going again?”

“… Stay out for a while, no. A little business trip.”

The real negotiations had only just begun.

Dude, somehow the enemy was so weak that he fell for it.

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World

Noru, Master of Cheokcheok in Another World

이세계 척척석사 노루
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
After three years of living as a graduate student in a different world, my advisor carried my graduation thesis. [Another World], [Harem], [Druid]

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