Chapter 751 – Dragon Might (5)
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“Is the northern island British territory? I hope.”
When I met Prince George after tidying up the secret storage of the Azteca royal family, he said that and smiled. I smiled bitterly because I was a little surprised.
“The North and Azteca are places where the local Maxica people do not claim to be their own territory. In fact, it is no different from Muju Gongsan, so I wanted to just in case.”
“We have to share the top, but it’s too far. It’s a place that usually takes weeks by ship from Britannia, and it’s difficult to declare such a distant land as territory.”
“I have heard and seen it. You are wise too.”
It’s going to be the Anglo-American relationship of Earth’s history.
Said George as he cut the meat.
“Realistically, it will sort out land ownership that is currently poorly established, and city-states will develop in the form of fiefdoms. Like the history of our country.”
“Hmm. So it will be a feudal state?”
“A representative of the country will be needed, maybe not? We must forge a deep connection with them, not clumsily root in this land.”
“Do you have any plans in mind?”
“It must be a marriage. My sister is far from seeing her children, so why not marry her brother-in-law with the locals? There is no bond as thick as blood.”
Even if it rots, is the royal family the royal family? You talk casually about political turmoil.
I looked at Prince George with admiration.
“But the prince too… I assume you are single.”
“… Yes?”
At my question, Prince George hesitated before putting down his fork.
Cold sweat runs down your stiff face.
Haha. No way me? On this land? Why?”
“Why not? Considering Princess Elizabeth’s personality——”
“Hey, wait! Isn’t that what you just said? As long as the threat of Azteca and Ushin is gone, the land is frighteningly fertile! There is a risk of treason if the ruler is chosen poorly!”
“So what about sending a trustworthy royal?”
“No. Anyway not I really don’t like governing or anything like that.”
He denies the reality and chews meat, but in his spare time, ‘Does that mean a preliminary field trip?’ Or ‘Should I kill him? I can hear mutterings like, “No, hold on.”
I think it’s better to accept reality. Anyway, it seems that the government will not implement policies that are more disgusting than expected or out of patriotism for matters related to national interests.
‘That’s enough. What more can I ask for.’
Relieved, I quickly finished the tedious meal time with the boy.
“I’ll have to talk to Pharaoh, too.”
When I finished eating and was about to get ready to leave, Prince George said.
“The younger brother of the next pharaoh, that is to say, the young son of pharaoh Shedmenhotep and a delegation from Nidavellir are scheduled to come. Don’t you think it will be an international conference?”
“I don’t think I should be there either, right? I am an ignorant spearhead.”
“No, our Britannia’s hero doesn’t have a sense of joke.”
It’s not even a joke, slobber.
Maybe it’s not that I’m trying to get revenge for giggling, ‘You’re going to be assigned overseas?’ No way. That someone like a prince would do such a stupid and stupid thing.
I was on my way home, lamenting the feeling that I had been given another tedious task.
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“Home sweet home.”
“Yes. Come on.”
Upon returning to the grand Aztecan mansion (which took two days to drain), Nefertiti greeted me. Compared to other wives, it’s a little awkward.
“Sorry. You came here after working hard, but you came after doing something else.”
“Playing with the prince. No. Never.”
“Don’t think about that horrible sound.”
When I went back like that, everyone was hanging out at home, except for the magician duo who were working overtime today. Except for Dana, who groans as she spreads out the documents on the table.
“This older sister brings work home with her now.”
“Isn’t that better than never coming home?”
“Working from home after work VS Not coming back after working overtime. Are you openly shooting Veronica and Tyrsi?”
“No shit, I didn’t mean to. It’s filthy easy to make one person trash, really. Rather, what are the two of them doing, why aren’t they coming?”
“They set up an oriental medicine store in the capital of the cannibal kingdom. Our dog-haired goddess, has your rejuvenation gone up? But is it true that even if you’re 10 years younger, you’re the same age as Ralilura?”
“You come and sit down before I pull out your tongue. This is your specialty.”
If you go further, you will be beaten to dust by the goddess’s henchmen who are awakening to her powers. I sat down and picked up some of the materials. Is it a relic text?
“Can you translate it?”
“Can you read it? You say there are many times when you can’t interpret well these days.”
“There is no problem because the translation function is not broken.”
It’s not like I can’t guess why, but whatever.
“Fortunately, this is Azteca’s native language… Hittite.”
Is it big? Me and Dana met her eyes.
“Interpret it. The scholars who participated in the first exploration only collected words that could not be interpreted.”
“It would be better for me to accompany you from the second exploration.”
“I heard good news.”
─Rumble. Nefertiti casually dragging a chair and resting her chin on someone else’s shoulder.
This and that softness touched her forearm. Worm meme be foolish. What is this
“Ruins, a lot of monsters. Have fun.”
“That’s fine.”
I’m not sure about Nefertiti’s sensitivity.
Still, I guess it’s not that strong enough to say it’s fun. As I thought so, there is one older sister who looks at Nefertiti’s skinship with a sullen face.
“Dana, are you envious? Will you come here?”
“What. Damn, neat cut.”
You can’t be honest. Then Lari Lura, who was sniffing some strange-looking fruit or something, pricked up her ears and hurriedly sat down next to her.
“Then, I want the seat next to me♡!”
“… What is it? Wouldn’t you be very envious?”
I can’t be honest. As the lips protrude.
I was going to force myself to recommend more, but I thought it would be cuter to wait for him to be honest, so I was the one who entered the zone. ─Fallang. I hand over materials.
“Some parts are strangely deciphered. It must have been because it was an unfamiliar character, so it must have been translated incorrectly, but judging from the context, it is roughly like this.”
“Is it the structure of the ruins themselves? It might be useful And this record… “
Dana, who was forced to return to businesslike thinking, fell asleep while reading the translated text.
It is said that the original of this material was a record written by scratching a brass iron plate.
“Is it a journal about the reason for the expedition to Azteca? It was written by the Hittites.”
“Journal? It would be good as a clue, but wouldn’t it be difficult to locate the Hittites?”
Lalilura twists her head in a corner just enough to not interfere with me while I’m working.
Dana narrowed her eyes as she read and compared her data.
“After all, it is just a personal record. When we come here, don’t we leave records like ‘Where is Britannia attached’?”
“I’m going to go to Romania with the data and samples I’ve gathered.”
It meant that a control group should be created and analyzed, saying, “This is probably Hittite because it is similar to ○○’s style.” It’s cumbersome, but that’s what historical research is usually like.
As expected, Dana sighed.
“It would have been possible if I had been able to find even a sea chart.”
“… Chart?”
“Yes. I didn’t know either, but the president said so. I will record the point of departure and the point of arrival in the sea route. But the charts from 1,000 years ago must still be there——why is that?”
Seeing my expression, Dana stopped her words. I muttered while thinking deeply.
“What did the Hittites ride here on?”
“Yeah… Isn’t that a ship? He might have rode a flying artifact, but he probably wouldn’t have rode something so conspicuous to a place ruled by Wooshin.”
“A high-performance ship. It can fight, and it is fast to run away.”
Nefertiti speaking her opinion. I stroked my chin.
“For example, it must have been a ship like the Ammu or the Ho?”
“… Oh, yes!”
─Exactly! Dana, flashing, snapped her fingers.
“On a normal boat, the odds are low! If it was enough to come to such a dangerous continent, he would have boarded a ship of lost technology that we call a relic! Like Ammu or Ho!”
“The Ammuna is an automatic sailing ship. Then, the charts of the ship they boarded were—”
“It won’t be ordinary paper! There must have been a storage medium!”
If you pretend, you pretend. The time we spent together for 3 years is not going anywhere.
I pointed to the Hittite’s journal.
“There were journals and traces left at the scene. The Hittites who came to Azteca did not return. In other words, if you look carefully around the ruins.”
“There is a high probability that there is a medium that stores charts! Also, if the chart was Ammu or Ho, it would be possible to decipher it! The iron rule of military equipment is mutual compatibility with mass production!”
“Unless the era of production is significantly different.”
It seems unlikely that the chart was left on the ship.
Why? Because the seas of this continent are very dangerous except for the north and west.
‘There’s no possibility that the North Sea penetrated Ortlawifer, so it’s out of the question.’
There were also many monsters in the western jungle, so there was no way he had left valuables on the ship.
“I have a copy, so I must have brought it to the ruins. If you carry it, it will be highly portable. Even if you can’t find the chart, if you find the remaining pages of this log, you might find a record of where the ship was docked.”
“Okay. Next time, based on the records in the journal, let’s find out where this journal was found.”
This pretty much sorted it out. I returned the translated material to Dana, and as if realizing that the job was over, Lalilura began to whisper something.
“Ouch.”
Even so, I kept sticking out my tongue as if the taste was not good. That’s cute
“Larilura, what are you drinking?”
“Ah, would you like some, too? It’s a stamina drink that boosts your energy.”
“A gift from the Maxikas.”
It was Nefertiti, referring to objects piled up in one place.
Oh, is it a gift for us? I got everything.
“They say they drink it with fruit or honey, but Maxica said they couldn’t add it because they didn’t have it.”
“Most of the luxury items went to Azteca, or the cannibals didn’t handle it, so the tradition was cut off. But when I look at your expression, it doesn’t look very appetizing, does it?”
“Still, I heard it’s good for men♡”
“Give me a drink.”
What are you talking about, I’m not rushing through the night, but our Korean male DNA has a gene that doesn’t refrain from doing this.
“Wook.”
I drank a glass and wrote Oman Sang. Seriously, aside from the bitterness, the taste itself isn’t good?
─Gulp. I forced myself to swallow a sip and rinsed my tongue with water.
“What is this name? It almost tastes like poison?”
“That… What was it? Sister Nefertiti.”
“… I do not remember.”
“Card… Big… What was the big one? They were so precious that they were used as currency in the past.”
So? If mass-produced with the fairy king’s wand, it would destroy Azteca’s economy in an instant.
It was when I was thinking not funny. Lalilura shouted as if she had just remembered.
“Oh, right! Cacahuatl!”
“… Cacahuatl?”
“Yeah! Oh, and raw berries before being ground into furniture!”
After saying that, what Lari Lura showed me was the fruit she was smelling her scent earlier.
Unripe ones are reddish, while well-ripe ones have dark flesh.
“… Five.”
It’s cacao, this.
“… Lalilura? Where is Fran?”
“Well. Are you doing laundry? You can do it with the golem, tell us to rest—”
“Okay. I’ll cook with Fran for a while! Wait a minute!”
“Yeah?! Senior?!”
I packed the cocoa beans in a basket and ran to Medadac Franc.
Ah, I can’t stand Kakao Talk.
