Chapter.9 Star Fall (23)
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“Balance… It’s balance… It’s a technology that can balance floating objects in a fantasy world…”
“Captain, what are you muttering like that while eating?”
“Tsk tsk tsk. Come to your senses. “Then I’ll spill all the soup.”
“huh? Ah, uh-uh. “If you put the whole thing in water using water-based magic, then the mass increases ridiculously… wow, it’s hot!”
“I knew I would be like that.”
Ottman clicked his tongue and returned the soup, which he had caught just before it hit the ground, back into the professor’s bowl.
“It’s been strange ever since you entered the ley line! Just like a little while ago, I can’t concentrate well during battle! “Didn’t you almost cause a serious accident today during the day when several ghouls leaked inside your department?”
Tsk. I have nothing to say.
As Otman said, I haven’t been able to concentrate properly these days. Perhaps due to the lack of management by the church, the undead that had flowed in from around the ley line, which was soaked in holy water and emitting a soft holy light, often wandered around, and in the process of dealing with it, I was thinking about something else like before and almost caused a serious accident. Even though I have a hundred mouths, I have nothing to say…
‘What should I do about my regrets!’
Did you say that it is the mind of seeing things? As I watch Roman fly a model airship every night, on the outside I’m thinking, ‘Eh, that’s useless,’ but on the inside, I’m thinking, ‘What can I do?’ You will have hope.
The benefits of being an airship were too great to just forget about it.
‘Roman said everything was resolved except for balancing with his mouth. This is an invention that, if only the balance can be resolved, could turn the tide of this war! supply? You can solve it by flying. battle? Even if you load only a lot of oil into the airship, all low-ranking mutes below level 6 will be annihilated, so the burden of supply war can be cut in half. The movement speed of allies will also increase significantly, so the commanding position will be able to plan strategies much more fluidly. In a world where the word air superiority doesn’t even exist, the existence of flying units is a fraud!’
Everything else was done and all that was left to do was balance, but once that was resolved, there were so many things that needed to be resolved throughout the game. It’s already a very monotonous start to the layline, but with Roman flying his model airship all the time, more and more thoughts are forming in my head. I think you can do it like this. I think something like that would be possible.
Coincidentally, in the chat room, there was Mr. Goldman, one of the people who made the most effort to bring about a technological revolution within GG’s worldview, so I asked him if there was no way.
‘Just assume that any technology that is possible in reality falls under that crappy [Devil of Technology] setting.’
‘yes?’
‘GG’s settings! The setup is that all modern technology brought in by the player has been upgraded to the next level and falls into the hands of the enemy! It’s not a method of bringing it in, it’s a decision based on the conclusion. No matter how fresh and ingenious you are in making the NPCs in the game reproduce modern technology, the moment modern technology is born in the hands of the person you involved, you are out. I tried all kinds of tricks to introduce a windmill into my territory, but there are five characters that ended up being ruined. For three months, I didn’t even mention it, just muttered things like “The wind is always blowing… How can you not use that great power?” and gifted something like maple tree seeds to a guy who could sprout them, so he managed to develop a windmill. It was successful, but just one month later, a noble from an adjacent territory recruited a wind wizard and developed something like [Wind Charge Charging] to smash the castle gate and take over my territory.’
‘Then… isn’t there actually no way to develop new technology?’
‘Yes, there is none. There is no other way than to find something completely new, that is, a completely new technology that may be possible in fantasy but impossible in reality.’
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He said. In short, no matter what you do, it is impossible to play ‘Ah, this is modern technology’, so you have to squeeze it within the worldview.
As soon as I heard those words, what came to mind was magic. A technology that exists in fantasy but does not exist in reality. That’s magic, right? Even I am a wizard. As a player with the rare wizard profession, I thought I was the one who would complete Airship, the season of the romantic gacha man that had many players looking forward to it and making them shed tears of blood…
‘Ha ha ha ha ha! I bet you haven’t thought of that! I was also a water wizard in the past!’
‘Is this not working? They say balance is the problem! Just like filling the hold of a ship with water, if you fill the lower part of the airship with water to maintain balance…’
‘Impossible! Just floating still would be enough. But the airship must move forward! The water-based counterweight you were thinking of would turn into shackles that would capsize the ship the moment it receives inertia.’
‘That part can be solved with magic, right? It is said that a wizard who gained enlightenment regarding the [forming] of water cuts water like pudding to make houses and furniture!’
‘Unfortunately, all the magic engineering circuits that make up the airship are filled with tiny, tiny magic stones. Excluding some rooms that are not affected by the circuit, it is safe to say that most of the airship is affected by the thin magic repulsion field. It is possible to maintain small magic, but magic on a scale that can affect the entire airship cannot be used. In that context, it is impossible to operate an airship with magic assistance by carrying several wizards. ‘My invention is an invention that uses magical engineering!’
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He said and held my hand tightly. Still, thank you for your serious consideration.
‘It’s now been three days since I entered the ley line. It’s almost time to part ways… Is it really just a failed random draw?’
Great magic that affects the entire ship cannot be used due to the nature of the magic stone magic circuit. No introduction of modern technology. If there is a way, the only way is to use magic engineering, but in the current era, Roman is the only NPC with that level of knowledge of magic engineering. It’s an invention destined to fail if the player doesn’t intervene, but there’s no way to do anything about it. Isn’t he actually an outsider?
Coo!
Quad deuk!
“Aaaah!”
“It’s an attack! This time it’s a monster!”
“It’s a cockatrice! Watch out for the petrifying breath!”
“…Tsk. “You don’t even give me time to think anymore.”
The deeper you go into the mountain range, the more frequent attacks by undead and monsters seem to have reached the center. It seemed like I would have to part ways with the top within today.
‘Because I’ve already talked to the person at the top. He’s not an amateur, and he should be able to escape with all his might while we cause trouble. The other side of the ridge is also managed by the empire.’
“Kwaeeeeeeek!!!”
“Kgogook! “Kwiik!”
“Don’t approach too hastily!”
“Don’t look down on me because I look like a chicken! “Tear apart the steel shield with your beak!”
The professor got up from his seat as he watched the mercenaries approaching with shields in hand to avoid looking at the cockatrice. It’s unfortunate, but I’ve decided to shake off my lingering feelings about the airship.
“Stop doing that and bring up all the tents in the campground! “Even if you look at me in the eye and have a petrifying breath, everything can be solved by covering me with a tent!”
“ancient! “Hero!”
It was the professor who passed through the mercenaries who had already become quite fit, and leaped with all his might towards the head of the cockatrice.
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“That sounds like giving up! Yuuuu-rekaaaaaa!!!!!”
About 10 minutes later, the professor was hanging on the cockatrice’s neck, laughing like a crazy person and strangling it with all his might.
“Kwaeoeook! Wow! Go gook! Kueeeeeenn!!!!”
“Hold on tight!”
“Captain! “Breathe! Breathe!”
“The one who received the water shield blocks it further with oil-soaked cotton! Bring me all the bottles of snake venom to apply to arrows! “The cockatrice’s breath is repelled by snake venom!”
“Key, Debsho full of poison that you bought for 5,000 shillings in Kingsland?”
“Throw it all away! The breath of a liquefied cockatrice costs 20 times more than that!”
“Woah! The rope that tied my wings has come loose! Hero! “You’re a warrior!”
“Kwaeeek! “Aaaah!”
“Hold on! “Just tie this guy up and we’ll be gone in no time!”
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The three cockatrices that attacked the top were much stronger than ordinary individuals. I don’t know if it’s a feather or a piece of metal, but its scaly feathers make a metallic sound every time you hit it. If you want to catch it without going berserk, you have to be prepared to blow off an arm or two from the impact or use up all your mana with blood armor. As someone who had to go inside the mountain range and create all sorts of trouble to attract attention while the top tier escaped, I felt very uncomfortable with that kind of consumption.
So what I chose was to just stick to the guy’s chicken head and twist its neck with force. As the mercenaries worked together to cling to the head of the man who had covered the tent and twisted the chicken head with all their force, they realized a surprising fact.
“Kwaeeek! Keggyeong! KEEEK! KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
“Oh my! Hero! “How on earth are you going to capture these guys alive and use them for something?”
“Pull the rope tight! “I’ll tie you up again in no time!”
After breaking the neck of the first one, I told the mercenaries who were busy running around to avoid the breath that I would capture the remaining ones. At first, everyone looked like I was crazy, but eventually I covered them with a tent and even took out the blessed ropes I had brought from the church. They succeeded in capturing him alive.
“Koeeeek! KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
Coo! Coo!
Hang on! Hwadak!
“Leader! “What are you doing on a chicken head!”
“Hahaha! Borca! Look at this! Don’t shake! “It doesn’t shake!”
“The madness got worse again. “What is that sound from above the head of a monster running wild like that…?”
Everyone is doing their best to subdue the captured cockatrice, but you can’t believe it’s a joke. However, it didn’t take much time for Borka’s pitiful look at the professor wriggling on top of the guy’s head to turn into doubt. This is because his keen eyesight caught the cup filled with water that the professor had placed on the cockatrice’s head.
A cockatrice that is tied to a rope connected to a stake and cannot run or rush, but it flaps desperately and shakes its huge body. But surprisingly, the glass of water placed on its head only slightly clattered, and it stood proudly without falling over the head of the cockatrice, which was running wild like a mad bull.
“how is it! “It’s so amazing!”
“Is that some… magic prank or something?”
“What is magic! Can’t you see I’m letting go? It’s not magic, it’s just like this! “All chicken heads move like this!”
It is said that the chicken’s head has a unique habit of moving separately from the body to maintain balance. Just like a chicken’s head that stays fixed even when the body is held and shaken, a cockatrice with a chicken head has similar characteristics!
Naturally, this self-levelling chicken head came as a surprising realization to me, who was full of thoughts about how to solve the airship’s balance problem.
“Kegeeeek! Kueeeeek!”
“Notum! Aldrich! Don’t you have something to seal this guy’s soul! “As small as possible!”
“Are you planning on containing the soul of a cockatrice? Umm… I can only handle people’s souls…”
“Notum! “Last time I saw you, you were playing with something that looked like a skeletal wild dog spirit!”
“Gwok. Big little human. You need courage to put your soul into it. Teeth or bones. Like a part of the body…”
Kwasik!
“It’s old!”
“Aaaah!”
“Hero! Handyyy!”
“The church’s hero is harming himself!”
“No dude! “It’s a hand I was going to throw away anyway because it got breath on it!”
While the mercenaries around me who were pulling the rope that tied the cockatrice were screaming, Notum contentedly stroked my slightly petrified hand and lifted the totem around my neck.
“When you say three, twist the neck and run away, both the big and small people, and the people holding the rope. If you get caught, you die! one!”
“Now, wait a minute! “This chicken head is playing some kind of rugby, but its neck turns so easily…!”
“two!”
Let’s go, let’s go! Croak, rattle, rattle!
“Ghost, it’s a ghost! There’s a ghost next to the troll! Everything, Captain!”
“Let go of the rope and get back! “I’m caught up!”
“Ugh! Search for this chicken head! Relax your neck! “Take it out!!”
“Keeeeeeek! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
“three!”
Wow!
“Mashar ga urca! Chirxen! HOMA!!!”
[Kkeeeeeeeeeee!!!!]
At the same time as I twisted the chicken head and threw myself away, Notum, holding my gray hand in one hand and her totem in the other, shouted strongly in an unintelligible language, and a whitish spirit screamed from the cockatrice’s limp head. I saw him being dragged out screaming.
“De Mato! HOMA! Chirxen DUKAaaaa!!!!”
[Keeeeeeek! Kyaaaaaak!]
Even though there was no wind, Notum’s clothes fluttered, and the spirit of the cockatrice that had been dragged out was distressed by her words and began to be sucked into my severed hand.
Fluffy!
Finally, the cockatrice with its twisted neck fell down, and the cool air that had been blowing around, and the air that seemed like a storm without a single cloud, returned cleanly as if it had never happened before.
“Heung! finished.”
“Uh, ahhh….”
As Notum snorted and spoke, one of the mercenaries was seen holding his trouser legs and slumping down. He could see the stain growing on his groin, but no one blamed him. Aside from me, he was the one closest to Notum’s spell. The mercenary, who was already weak in superstition, was exposed to a troll who rolled his eyes, wielded cloud-like souls, and recited spells in an unknown language. He is at a level where we can praise him for his efforts in the future.
“Okay, okay?”
“It is certainly. Big chicken, trapped in a stone grip.”
When Notum, who was sitting there as if exhausted, put down my hand, which had become a temporary soul jar, the hand that had been shaking little by little gradually gained strength, and soon he bent the tip of his middle finger like a chicken’s head, raised it high, and started waddling with the rest of his fingers. it started.
Knock, Knock
waddle, waddle
“Gwok. “I only know this far.”
“Well, I’ll do it from here on out!”
Aldrich, who was watching with his mouth wide open along with the people at the top, suddenly came to his senses, picked up his confused-looking gray hand, and started performing magical treatments, spraying the reagent he had taken out of his pocket.
“Your soul is surprisingly stable. Usually, spirit arts require some level of communication with the soul, so it is known that it is difficult to use it against the souls of other races…”
“Gwok. In the first place, humans are a different species to me. “After being separated from my mother, all the creatures I met were of a different race.”
“is it! It is often said that infancy is the time when the soul is formed. Notum This friend’s soul… seems to have been formed in a flexible way that is very suitable for accepting things that are different from itself. By the way, what was that spell just now? It was a language I had never heard of, let alone known. No matter how genius you are, this is…”
In response to Aldrich’s question, Notum frowned, waving his hand as if shooing away an annoying fly.
“For the past few days, strange spirits, some of them ancestors or ancestors, have been coming to me and teaching me various things. “It kept bothering me to go back to my hometown, so I screamed and kicked it out, but it didn’t go away and kept appearing.”
“By ancestors, do you really mean the troll ancestral spirits? Uh, what did it look like?”
“Three people. “It had the face of an unlucky old troll.”
“Details!”
“Geuuu. “A troll with a beard full of tree roots…”
“also!”
“A female with bright red eyes who is smiling heartily…”
“also!”
“He has a full beard and nice molars, but the left one is broken-”
Wow!
“Broken left molar! A deep scar runs diagonally across the face! Hair and beard tied up in a way that’s not typical of a troll! Am I right!”
“Uh… does the old ghost guy see these guys too? “I was confident that the red eyes would never see….”
“Half-molar Magnauca! He is the troll warchief who stopped the undead onslaught together with the great hero of the princess family 70 years ago! If the other two souls were equivalent souls, then of course they wouldn’t be able to see them when they didn’t want to! Their souls have reached a much higher level than that of a mere magician like me!”
Aldrich, who had suddenly rushed at Notum, looked so excited that he could not see his usual blunt self.
“I thought your talent was ridiculously outstanding! You are chosen by them! A talent that only a very small number of people among the troll race are born with, and their magic is close to an ancient mystery! As a successor who will inherit that essence!”
“…Ghostly old man teacher? Did you hang out with these guys? “They say the same thing.”
At Notum’s non-positive affirmation, Aldrich looked like he was about to cry.
“Hey, it shouldn’t be like this. Come and talk with me for a moment. These are the ancestral spirits of the previous troll warchiefs! “There are so many things I want to say about them and their souls!”
Whick!
“Um… Aldrich?”
“We’ve done all the embalming, soul sealing, and spirit petroglyphs! Now, as long as you don’t give the frame a big shock, the soul contained therein will treat the hand as if it were its own body! “I’m busy, so don’t talk to me!”
Before I could ask, Aldrich gave me the answer I wanted and threw a hand filled with the soul of a cockatrice, and with Notum’s eyes shining like a child receiving a birthday present, he disappeared into the upper corner.
Knock, knock? Kock Kock-
Among the people frozen by the uproar, the fingers on the floor were just waddling, pecking at the sand.
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