Chapter 490 – Narmer-Nile (3)
“Senior. Why are you like that? You should stay blank.”
I came to her senses as Lari Lula waved her hand in front of her eyes.
What happened two months ago is still good in my eyes.
‘I can’t believe the fact that I’m the successor of the god of death also affects my black magic talent.’
As much as it’s hard to think that I was born with such a talent, that’s a convincing cause-and-effect relationship.
‘It’s probably a talent I acquired under the influence of Odin, who designated me as his successor.’
It was the same when he went crazy against Yerna.
At that time, I wondered if there would be some kind of narrative~, but if you think about it, I also grabbed the darkness and negative mana and dealt with it to my heart’s content, but there were no side effects until now.
Could it be that if I master black magic, I can suck sweet nectar with this fucking talent?
If you do that, you might be able to become a Saiyan Black that transcends Saiyan Yellow.
‘… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think the same, but no matter how much I think about it, that’s not a big deal.’
Yes, I know that in the era of the gods or the magic system in the early days of ancient civilization, there was no distinction between whether or not it was black magic.
But where is it even in this day and age? Even if there was a time when Mexico was peaceful, black magicians are terrorists, just as it has been branded with the infamous stigma of being a restricted travel area in the modern world.
I can’t become a warlock, living with a family.
‘Of course, but it would be an asshole to test that talent.’
Wasn’t I in a state of becoming a semi-eunuch because of the darkness and negative mana that permeated my body?
Every time you have sex, you drink holy water like sucking steam packs and spend mana, and you have to raise a cock as if you were feeding a child who starved for four days? This alone is more like a dick than a fucking dildo.
But if there are more side effects than now, why should I use black magic?
‘What’s more, there’s a gung-ye who specializes in warlocks in Narmer-Nile, so I learn black magic because I’m crazy?’
So, this talent is sealed.
I don’t know if the sun will come, but let’s hope that the seal won’t be broken until the day we die. Pandora’s box… Is about to open, so let’s roughly limit it to the magic seal wave.
I put away the short thoughts that seemed long and said.
“It’s not a big deal, just thinking about assembling that is far away.”
“Assembling itself is easy, right? It’s simple once you know how. I know how to do it too.”
“It’s your weapon, wouldn’t that be natural?”
Even if you say it as if it were your first experience assembling a computer. I smiled bitterly and sat down with Clara and Audrey, who were already working on it. It was already hot inside the tent.
This sweltering heat is probably Clara’s.
“Are there any small parts? This is enough for me to lie down and eat rice cakes.”
“How are you going to make this when you don’t even have a dedicated formwork? Most of the other marionettes are carved out of wood, so you can borrow them anywhere… “
Audrey, who had been scrutinizing closely, saw Clara’s laugh and clamped her mouth shut.
“… Hey, do you want to make it? This? From the formwork?”
“I have money, so what’s the matter! A lot of money is a magic elixir that saves time!”
“Hey, stop talking nonsense! Is there anyone other than you and me working right now?! He said he should go to Romania in a little while! Do you work overtime?!”
“What can I not do!”
Audrey screamed and ran wild, but she couldn’t overcome Mr. Worcle.
If this person’s stubbornness had been broken to the point where an amateur phantom thief grinned, he would have been looking for another job in the past and winning and winning?
“First, let’s make a sample! Audrey! Temporary parts!”
“Damn, damn… I’ll think about it and get a job…”
“Mr. Nord, do you remember the integration formula for mana circuits? Could you draw a quintet on the doll’s arms only?”
“Unfortunately, I forgot.”
“… Didn’t you learn it the other day?”
“Yeah. It’s been a while since I bought my hair without it, so it’s not going well.”
It’s not my intention, so it’s not my fault. Let’s call it the law of a good Saiyan.
Of course, the work itself was done with sincerity. As I covered my lack of knowledge about the genre and the resultant forgetfulness while reading the report, I let the words of Lalilura chatter in one ear.
“I want to keep the design as it is, but if it is iron, the texture will be different, right? So does the paint. Unlike wood, the paint will peel off or not be stained, so I’m worried☆!”
“Wouldn’t customers who pay commissions and keep complaining get criticized behind their backs?”
While grumbling, he drew a line on the sample and infused it with mana. The principle itself is the same as my prosthetic arm.
Oh oh oh… !!
Mana absorbed into the metal with great vigour, as if welding!
The color itself changed to green, my mana color, as if it had been put in and taken out of the furnace. It will burn you if you touch it. I want to put some pieces of meat on top.
“You look crazy. You do that naked.”
Audrey stuck out her tongue while Lingling was measuring the 4.5 parts.
“Me and the teacher take turns holding the mana emitter and piercing her bones while sitting down and working hard to fill it up? Are you a person If people have a conscience, those who use them for aura should call themselves monsters.”
“Don’t be a jerk, do something during your spare time, Mr. Oh. I have a reputation as a chief, am I worse than a foreigner?”
“Sheesh.”
Audrey’s strength is not that she becomes quiet after a few times. We quickly finished the basic design.
“ᛒ(Berkanan).”
─Whiriririk!
My transformation magic rune touched the sample arm that looked more ignorant than Lego. It was an instant that the prototype changed dramatically.
“Do you just make this from start to finish?”
“If only Kingchi gets out of a fight, will it be fucked up?”
If you only find expedients, you will not grow. I’m going to suck at finding shortcuts and using cheats, but you guys should work hard and contribute to the technological development of another world, right?
“Lalilura. It is a prototype move.”
“Yeah!”
─Shurrureuk!
From her thimble-clad Lalilura’s hand, a thread of her mana stretched out and landed on her freshly made model arm.
“I’ll connect you to the temporary core. Just see if it’s stiff.”
Clara completed the connection with the giant golem core of the unicorn warlock.
Kirik… !! The arm moved without any problems. It was a success.
“Good!! As expected, drawing a lot of lines is the most certain, even if it costs money!”
Clara danced excitedly as if her weapon had been completed. It’s a reaction that makes the people who see it happy.
“I go straight into concept creation! Guests come here too!”
“Of course♡!”
─Pak! Opening the blueprints, Clara drew quickly.
I thought it would be a bit crude since it’s not my major, but it was easy to recognize when I drew it like a blueprint for armor. My eyes twinkled at the premonition that it was going to be a little funny.
Prototype 0 production without budget! As a male born with Juji, how can I put up with this?
Armor and robots are a man’s romance.
That is, machoism. Doesn’t come out on the exam.
“First of all, do you really need to include a function that shoots 〈 Magic Missiles 〉 with your finger at the outlet?”
“Yes, I know. But with raw mana metal, the quality and quantity of enchantments that can be granted will skyrocket. Apart from that, let’s add various gimmicks to the doll!”
“Sleep. Can’t you put the main armament as an accessory? It also needs to add a power source to boost its output and attach beam nozzles to its limbs. Let’s also put missiles in the thighs and shoulders.”
Clara stroked his chin as I interrupted. He is not in trouble, he is in happy trouble.
“It’s good! It is a wonderful design that makes use of the strength of metal! The overload function that was added to the prosthetic equipment… But the design makes the equipment too heavy.”
“Oh! If that’s the case, don’t worry about it!”
Lari Lura took out her jewelry as if she had been waiting. What a familiar guy.
“That’s?”
“It is an artifact that was given to me by the people of Ulster to lighten my body. Originally, I used to use it when I fought naked, but when I think about it, it seems foolish to prepare for the situation where that child’s potential is breached.”
─Kirik. Lalilura inserts jewels into easily dug grooves.
“Rather than worrying about the situation I need to protect myself from, isn’t it more important to prevent that situation from happening?”
“Of course. Originally, puppet masters entrust their safety to shield magic items or puppet unit 2.”
Audrey, who had been watching as if we were tired of talking, said something.
“You either make a small self-defense weapon or carry extra equipment to protect yourself. Compared to those who try to take care of a doll and their body at the same time, there is no idiot whose movements are not twisted.”
“Well… I don’t have that kind of experience…”
“I haven’t even died yet. But if you get stabbed, will you die? There’s no law that says you can’t fail just because you’re better than others. Even those who were only doing well went crazy when they went bankrupt.”
There was a strange feeling in the words of the older sister, the thief, who was avoiding them in Romania, the home of puppet masters, and doing phantom thieves. She feels more like she did because she made a mistake like she said, and now she’s in a position where she is here.
“Thank you for the advice. I will consider it.”
─Nod.
With the exception of elemental magic, Lalilura, who is gifted in many fields, acted like she knew it well. She must have thought Audrey was right.
“… Even if it’s not, these days, things like mana amount or magic talent keep stimulating my fighting spirit quite often♡”
Don’t talk while looking at me.
It’s not my fault, Sber.
“Anyway, let’s finish the report including the design. What should we name the project?”
“Ring-Ring–“
“Yeah, I won’t use that name. It’s a formal report with a budget, so you’re saying you’re going to cut off your husband’s business?”
“Why again! What about Lingling!”
“How are you? It’s not even worth listening to, bitch.”
If you’re going to stick with it, it’d be better to give it the same name as Charlotte Ringling.
Charlotte Ringling. Isn’t it a name that is full of femininity and looks damn strong? It is truly a feeling like a steel balloon.
“Isn’t it a report for the great nobleman of Romania? It would be better to make it in Romanian words.”
“Take that as a guild name. You won’t be able to establish it right away, but with this level of technology, you’ll soon be able to create a guild.”
“Fellow founding partners. Let’s not pressurize from both sides.”
I thought and crossed my arms. Looking out of the tent, I saw spring and sprouting grass. I broke one in moderation, and the hole was open as if it had been eaten by an insect.
“The front and back are the same… Sincerity.”
It was the slogan that would become the motto of this guild.
This mana-granting technology industry was a rare automatic refilling ATM that would keep our home peaceful.
After getting on track, a surplus bomb will drop in my bank account every month without me having to use my hands.
Peace. Be peace I looked through the hole in the leaf and said.
“What will it take to keep the peace?”
“Are you strong?”
“Money.”
A blacksmith who lost his money in search of the age of metal equipment, and a thief who stole money from the vicious rich with his metal handling skills.
It was the exact opposite answer, befitting his origin and past.
Of course, neither is correct.
‘But you’re going to earn the money I’m going to spend, right?’
So, the name to be attached was decided. Because you can’t name the guild ‘money-producing vending machine’.
I finished thinking and said.
“Dýnămis.”
It was an ancient Romanian word meaning “Strength” And “Potential.”
As it is often used in modern vocabulary, it would have sounded quite an intuitive allusion to the locals.
It means ‘we’re fucking shit’.
“Let’s name the project
As such, the name of the guild to be established later would naturally be ‘Dunamis Guild’.
Unless the name is already in use by someone else.
“Dunamis! What a name! One thing must have been done, I’ll shoot you when I go back after all the work is done!”
“… I wonder if I can get married once the guild is established. Once we return to Romania, we will eat Margherita, the original of our hometown.”
The blacksmith duo who had given me a name nodded as if thinking about the future.
In any case, there were no counterarguments, so we set up a tight schedule and started making new puppets.
And the very next day after finishing work, I boarded a ship bound for Romania. It’s not good to make sponsors wait too long.
The destination is our black… The estate of the Armaals family, where the elder patron lives. Etur Lasna.
“Before treating erectile dysfunction, let’s go get some money in a fair way.”
Elderly. I won’t cause any trouble, so give me a guarantee.
