Chapter 685 – International, Emperor, Sister-in-Law! (3)
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Kaedi was staring blankly at Atlantis.
‘Is this really an island? No matter how you look at it, it just looks like land extending inland… 〉
As she muttered, her fellow diplomat seemed to resist trying to impress her.
According to stories, it had been submerged in the sea for at least hundreds of years.
‘It’s hard to imagine, but if it’s real, it just smells fishy.’
It’s embarrassing, but it’s something we have to compromise on.
With the excuse that it is difficult to find a place to stay, they say, ‘I need a preparation period of several months’ and let them buy time? If so, the most difficult thing was the envoys from each country.
The knight, who seemed to have a high status, walked slowly and explained.
A knight who stops and raises his arm. Whatever the movement, they immediately understood when they saw the bird perched on his arm. Ka Eddy felt a certain mana from the bird and even noticed that she was a familiar. Do you know how to handle magic like a royal knight? The knight muttered for a moment, then turned around in bewilderment. 〈… It is our fault that we are not well prepared, so there is nothing we can do about it, but may I ask what kind of problem it is? The words of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, who are a bit sharp. It must have been a legitimate and difficult point to ignore, as a diplomat would have it, but the knight just shook his head casually. The diplomats were silent. They are members of the royal family who do not even know the name of a country they have never seen. But isn’t it a world where the status is a gangster? The spokespersons of the country in charge of diplomacy could not argue with the visit of the imperial family. That’s why the diplomats of Gorgalia calmly guessed the reason for this visit despite the unpredictable situation. ‘Baiznia sent the imperial family? Under what name?’ ‘I heard Count Wolfheddin was from Kitai.’ ‘The situation is the situation. It can’t be unrelated to the situation in Atlantis.’ The Foreign Minister showed a kind smile as if he understood the hardships. He was for information. “I don’t think you were notified in advance?”
The knight led them with a smile as if thanking them for understanding. A section of the crescent-shaped city under construction was directly adjacent to the port.
Tung-! Kang-!
Tung-! Kang-!
“Oh, oh. Very… It is an amazing sight.”
The Foreign Minister exclaimed with half flattery and half sincerity.
Golems were moving materials, planting metals they had never seen before around the ground. Is it clearing up the ruthlessly destroyed living quarters?
The diplomats resisted expressions of surprise. It was because all the workers other than those who commanded the golems—they seemed to be Heusroit’s territories—were all golems.
‘5, 10, 15… Are there more than forty golems you can see?’
‘The basic investment cost is high, but as a worker, golems are better than humans.’
‘Because it’s quite a burden to hire a human who can use mana for a long time.’
‘But to operate an intelligent golem capable of complex labor with this number… ‘
I couldn’t speak openly, but my thoughts were about the same.
The expansion of the Dunamis workshop was more than expected. A person who is not mindful of the possibility of those golems being used as soldiers is also disqualified as a diplomat.
Still, they regained their cool as quickly as possible.
‘No, it’s fine. Few numbers.’
‘War is quality and quantity. Golems can’t become master level warriors.’
Commander. Skilled wizards. Powerful vanguard.
Soldiers who can be replenished. Smooth dissemination.
None of those significant elements were visible.
‘If you think of it backwards, you wouldn’t be envious of the principality if you had all of that… ‘
Kaedi swallowed.
The title of duke was rare even in the history of Britannia. Because duke was a title suitable only for an aristocrat who had great authority at the level of ‘another king’.
However, it was worth remembering that the young Count, who had just become a nobleman, saw the possibility.
It wasn’t that Princess Elizabeth supported Count Wolfheddin for no reason. The princess might be better than her father when it comes to finding talented people in the middle of nowhere.
It was the time when they were thrilled with the feeling of having discovered a dragon’s egg.
〈Are you Minister of Foreign Affairs Kerviel?〉
Upon discovering them, the foreign minister greeted the approaching person with a brightened face.
It was the gum smile of the boss, which is hard to see while working. Ca Eddie was briefly surprised to see his trust in his character in the laugh, but he was quickly convinced.
The person who smiled and shook hands with his boss was that famous.
〈Somehow, now I am the president of the society. I also turned down the professorship, but it turned around and only the responsibility became heavy.〉
She is a dapper woman dressed in masculine attire. She was a person who seemed to be strict with the rules, like the Minister of Foreign Affairs, with her stern eyes and dress style.
Asherad Cynthia.
He was a renowned scholar in the archaeological world for his integrity and integrity enough to be involved in advising leading figures in each country and even in the promotion of scholars.
When Asherard cracked a joke, he asked the Foreign Minister back.
‘Are you staying at the ruins? By arranging the buildings of Atlantis?〉
“It was like that until today. The delegation, which had arrived quickly, was also gathering at the inn when they heard that they would make a place for them.〉
Make a shelter?
When the foreign minister was puzzled, Asherard spoke without moving.
〈… The princess of Byznia? No, wait and see.”
Do not rush questions that can be answered by waiting.
If it was a scholar, it was a scholarly aspect.
─Jeobuck, Jeobuck.
Just in time, a crowd gathered at the place where they were.
In the West, only a few stood out among those who looked quite strange. The most foreign one was a man who was similar to the others in appearance but dressed as a Britannia nobleman.
Earl Wolfhedin said calmly and stepped out.
His tone was neither emotional nor callous.
Earl Wolfhedin briefly exchanged greetings and pointed to the construction site.
〈It is not polite in our country to talk too long in front of distinguished guests from different countries who are standing and waiting. First of all, as I said before, I will prepare a place to live.〉
〈Are you going to build a building from now on?〉
Someone in the crowd asked a question.
It wasn’t rude, but the expression wasn’t particularly so. As Sherad’s complexion quickly hardened, he was probably an archaeologist.
Considering his behavior, was the scholar’s status a noble?
Count Wolf Hedin shrugged his shoulders.
The scholar’s words did not follow. It wasn’t because someone cut off the story.
It was because the scholar himself was gaping at what was happening before his eyes.
Rurrrr.
A huge magic circle appeared in the sky of Atlantis.
It was like a burning magic circle. The delegation’s escort found a place where mana was rising, and found wizards memorizing spells nearby.
‘Horn?’
When Asherard saw the horns growing on their heads, he remembered an explanation he had heard before coming to this territory.
The woman who seems to be their representative finished the order.
A mithril ring shone from the ring finger of her left hand.
A ring that dramatically increases the power of flame magic. It was an item made into a magic item by melting the crystals of mana obtained from the elves’ treasury into a ring.
The ring, which could only be made with mana granting technology, was very effective.
【Evaporate (ᛖᚹᚨᛈᛟᚱᚨᛏᛖ).】
The magic circle rotates under Veronica’s command.
Woong-woong-!! The Orihalcon poles planted in the construction area resonated.
Shoot aaaaa…
The sight of white salt grains soaring into the sky was beautiful enough to be called beautiful. Snow seemed to fall backwards from the ground.
─In charge of the 3rd spell, concentrate. Mana is messed up
Hooded Dana and her mother, Shirona, assisted with land cleansing magic.
The mana and saltiness of the water that seeped into Atlantis.
It combined with the mana of fire, soared and was extinguished. It was magic that improved Erinn’s magic to improve the soil to suit the environment of Atlantis.
A completely different magic system from the commonly known wizard guild magic.
That’s why those who are deeply versed in magic tried hard to see the magic circle with bloodshot eyes.
It is soil that has been polluted under the sea for hundreds of years.
That it only comes back to consciousness once? With how much mana, what kind of magic could I use to do something like that? It was something that was not easily predicted.
〈The soil improvement is finished, so we’ll build a building.〉
The Count, wearing a gauntlet on his arm, tossed a few seeds. It was the seed of a tree that was used as a building material.
‘Please step back for a moment. It could be dangerous.〉
The Germania delegation at the place he pointed to retreated in a daze.
〈We will build only one building per country.〉
Earl Wolf Hedin raised his hand with an absurd noise. The seeds germinated at an astounding rate and grew into a solid old tree.
It was no surprise there. It can’t bear fruit, but growing a tree for a while is roughly possible with magic.
Wood deuk… ! Quick! Quick!
But is it possible for a tree that grows like that to grow into a building shape?
Holding blueprints in one hand, erecting several wooden buildings in an instant?
I didn’t know if the result would be anything special.
It’s because I just did what people can do quickly.
It was just that the level of difficulty was no joke in order to do that with magic. Isn’t it a miracle that is as difficult as embroidery with a long sword in modern magic?
It must have been a magic system completely different from modern magic or a relic of an ancient civilization.
Since they were representatives of the country, it was not difficult to guess the value of the relic even after thinking about it for a bit.
“It is done. Fran, can you plow the ground?”
“Yes.”
She threw a knife that didn’t match her elegant dress and cast her spell.
─Kureung! The ground cleared by the golem turned into hard rock as if it had been compacted.
Even the maintenance of this road was finished.
[God, it’s amazing! Really erecting a building!]
Among the stunned people, the one who shouted was the representative of the Baiznian delegation. The princess, who was looking at Fran and Nord in pure admiration, hurriedly covered her mouth at the people’s gaze.
Count Wolfheddin smiled as if he were happy to see her.
It is a magic called
To tell the truth, it wasn’t as convenient magic as it seemed.
‘Shibul… Real life SimCity is so fucking hard.’
Construct a building using the Fairy King’s Wand.
Growing plants isn’t difficult, but manipulating their shapes was quite difficult.
If Nord wasn’t used to changing mana with rune magic, and if he wasn’t born with an aptitude for material transformation, he wouldn’t have dared.
〈The saltiness of the land remains outside the area, so you don’t have to worry about pests. The fishy smell still lingers… It’s difficult to solve right away.〉
〈… No. That’s enough.〉
Kaedi, who almost forgot to even breathe, let out the breath she had been holding back.
Asherard, the representative of the delegation of the Archaeological Society, was affirming with a calm attitude.
〈My name is Dr. Asherad Cynthia, the head of the Archaeological Society. I would like to apologize for making comments that seemed to doubt the ability of the count.〉
Nord laughed and shook his head. Asherard bowed at the answer and asked a question.
〈Could that artifact be the 【Lyline Ring】 of ancient Nidavellir? There was a similar record in the description of the middle period of the old Empress Dengir.〉
‘You are also well-informed. It’s similar in terms of usage. Hmm. I don’t know if I’ll reach the same place if I follow the origin, but I heard it’s a fairy treasure.〉
〈I am also interested in the rebellion of the Germanic civilization of the ancestors. It is a record of few before and after the Great War. However, this is not a product excavated from the ruins, but a gift from a friend——>
Ka Eddy, who heard the conversation, narrowed her eyes.
He knew that the Count’s degree was an archaeologist, but he didn’t think it would be enough to talk to Asherard.
While dealing with the president, Nord realized that the delegation was still open and shook his hand to finish his story.
〈I only confirmed that it is an object that cannot be reproduced on its own, but there are few reliable scholars. Investigation of the origin will be difficult.〉
〈… Yes. That’s a reasonable idea.〉
Asherard calmed her eyes, as if there was a part of her heart that could connect.
〈Technical development, historical research, and personal growth. An archaeologist’s sense of purpose is so intricately intertwined that it’s very difficult to find someone who shares his dream.
〈Is it a fact that the more outstanding people are, the more keenly they feel? You can’t do it all by yourself, so you have to find someone to be with you. I hope you have a lot of heart.〉
After ending his story on a sentimental note, he spoke to the delegation.
〈There is an arrangement of furniture. If it is not a request that is difficult to realize, we will accept it to some extent, so please consult with our collaborators.〉
As he beckoned, dark-skinned workers greeted him.
〈The staff of the Narmer Nile branch of the Dunamis workshop and the workers of the nearby territory. Then see you at the meeting tomorrow. May you rest in peace today.〉
It was a Nord who just said that and backed away without giving a chance to talk.
The envoys from each country realized a little too late that he had come with that in mind from the beginning, but they couldn’t catch him.
It was because Nord had already left this place when he calmed down.
〈… Everyone, unpack. I hope the bed in this country is soft.〉
〈… Yes.〉
At the Foreign Minister’s words, the diplomats in Gorgalia nodded in agreement.
