Chapter. 11. Wizard’s Wizard (16)
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Lucilla. Lucilla Aedran.
He’s a noble…
I clearly remember that there was no mention of nobles or anything like that in the recruitment companion window. Usually, noble NPCs always come with an explanation about which family they belong to, but I don’t remember seeing anything like that.
‘It’s probably because of the GG system, which doesn’t even look like a damn game.’
In fact, I have experienced it several times, but the importance of system messages and status windows in this game is not very high. Just for the quest, [Go to City A.] If you go, [You realized that you misread the request form due to the client’s bad handwriting. Go to city B] and things like quests changing happen all the time.
GG’s system message does not have a function to kindly determine whether the other person is lying, nor does it provide all the facts. If there is information that the player knows but has missed, leave it alone and only spit out general information. If I recognized it because Lucilla was introduced as ‘Upper One Lucilla’ in her first appearance, the system would just spell it that way. That’s why the tags like [Noble] were not added to Lu Silla’s status window, which was uploaded to her colleagues’ window.
‘If it were normal, a notification sound like [Colleague Lucilla has revealed her identity!] would have come out by now. Even though it lacked reliability, the system was a system, but now that even that is gone, I guess I’ll have to sort it out myself.’
Let’s see… What was Lucilla doing when we first met?
Costume. The porter at the top. Also, the shabby, worn-out clothes of a member of the upper class, as if his status was low.
The work. As expected, the porter at the top. He was carrying a large baggage on his back that looked quite heavy.
First appearance. When Roman was flying a model airship, he approached me and said he was the gunner.
‘hmm? wait for a sec. shooter? ‘A handyman?’
“Oh my. There’s already been a hint here once. From the beginning, you said that you came from a merchant class. “Even though he is young, why is he working as a porter?”
If you’re someone who goes around and teaches new recruits, they need to be senior or at least mid-level, with a lot of experience, but they can’t be doing simple work like porters. From here, there was already a clue that Lucilla was lying to us.
What if I was so intense, like when I first met Senadis, doubting everything he said and glaring at everything, that I realized it was a lie? Then, the status window would have been different when you were recruited as a colleague.
[Lucilla Aedran: Distal upper circle (stomach)]
Maybe it wasn’t written this way?
‘Hmm…. Looking at the way the low-level porters treated me, it didn’t feel like they were dealing with a nobleman, or even a direct descendant of the Goldgeiser family who was no different from their boss. Even if you don’t know about the number of people, if you are a low-level person, especially a rookie, you probably don’t have much experience with the number of people, so other people other than the higher-ups who used to go with you may not know. In that case, the only one who knew this guy’s identity was that fat fake merchant.’
When one big piece of information was revealed, the facts hidden behind it began to come out one after another like sweet potato stalks. If I dig a little more, it feels like a big chunk will come out…
Let’s see.
Lucilla Aedran, the direct daughter and attendant of the Aedran family, the owner of the Gold Geyser Merchant Marine, hid her identity and disguised herself as an ordinary porter and set off on her way up the mountain.
The journey is an incredibly dangerous journey with a 200% risk option, crossing the blue line under the protection of contracted mercenaries who are not knights of the Aedran family.
Even those who embark on such a dangerous journey are not veterans, but are mostly rookies who do not even know the faces of the ladies from the families that own the merchants.
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Oh my. Is this a picture?
After organizing my thoughts, Lucilla, sitting neatly like a doll, came into view. He looks completely different from the dusty little boy he was just a few days ago, buried in a pile of luggage on a cart, dreaming of saving even a drop of holy oil or a handful of medicinal herbs. And the eyes of the ever-increasing number of imperial soldiers pouring down on her.
‘…You have a lot of ears to listen to for intimate conversations.’
As I was about to call out Lucilla, I turned towards Ottoman. Just quitting because the situation is ambiguous is something that only ordinary people do. Even though I look like this, I am still a wizard.
“…Otman. “Is that message magic? How did you do it?”
“Message…. You mean the second-ranked ‘Dorman Baldanis’ [Message Drops]’? It’s not that difficult. Sound is something that resonates through the air and enters the other person’s ears. The only difference is that this can be done with water. First of all, in the most basic form of hand sign, the first word of the index finger indicates ‘object’, and the ring finger and thumb are used to indicate ‘observance of rules’ and circulation….”
Even during his busy journey, Otman said every time he had a break, ‘Origin spells are good, but I also gain a lot of enlightenment by learning and using other wizards’ tracing spells.’ – He taught me various useful spells along with the words, and [Message Drops] was one of those minor spells. Unlike other magics that were difficult to understand, this was a magic that I could easily get my hands on because the principle itself was very similar to bone conduction earphones, but I was still inexperienced at using other people’s spells to the extent that I could only hold it for about ten seconds.
‘I mean, things are a little different now than they were back then.’
Unlike [Origin Spell], which uses your own image, [Tracing Spell] creates a spell based on someone else’s image. Of course, it is not easy to imagine the mind of a stranger, and that is why the other person memorizes a ‘spell’ that expresses his or her psychological state as sensuously as possible, trying to somehow get closer to the image of the person who created the spell.
This was really bad before. No matter how many times I recited a spell or made a hand sign according to a given abbreviation, I couldn’t quite remember why a wizard I didn’t even know his face would say such embarrassing nonsense.
“….[Message Drops].”
Srurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr (pow!)
Now… that’s really good. I don’t know if it’s probably the influence of being forced to become an NPC, or the influence of something else. It certainly seemed like his magical abilities had increased dramatically.
The small water droplets that appeared before her eyes along with the spell flew silently through the air and into Lucilla’s ears.
Snap!
“Hi!”
Lucilla was startled when cold water suddenly entered her ears, and alternately glared at Ottoman and me as if she didn’t need to think. Well, if water suddenly appeared out of thin air, there are no suspects other than the two water mages here.
[iced coffee. Can you hear me? There will be a small drop of water in front of you. If you hear it, swallow it. Please talk quietly.]
Lucilla frowned at the sound of my voice penetrating her ears, looked around as if she were aware of her surroundings, then modestly covered her mouth and swallowed the drop of water in front of her.
[Ugh, it’s cold.]
[oh. It sounds good. This is easy.]
[Ah, this feels a bit strange.]
[He said he was a nobleman. Have you never used message magic?]
[I’ve only used things made as artifacts, but this is my first time being the object of magic like this.]
Conversing with message magic… felt like a person with a severed head speaking through his or her throat. The analogy is strange, but what should I do when it really feels that way? This means that the words are just conveyed without moving the mouth or tongue.
Lucilla, who felt awkward about the new way of speaking for a while, must have quickly adapted to it and began to grumble at me with the soft and gentle face of a noble lady on the outside.
[Ugh, anyway, what are wizards? If I had waited a little longer, I could have sat in the Vigilen family’s soft armchair and talked calmly with fragrant tea!]
[After numerous ceremonial events such as boring and complicated greetings among nobles, welcome parties, and social gatherings were completed. Why wait for that when you can ask right now?]
It would be obvious if Lucilla went away in this state, escorted by that tall knight. They shared each other’s true feelings with smiling faces, saying, “You must have had a hard time coming from far away,” and a fierce and aristocratic conversation ensued about the intention and value of the visit and the level of response, and it was revealed that she was an aristocratic woman of marriageable age from a wealthy family from a foreign country. The moment he loses, all kinds of nameless noble men will come to the small welcome party and ask him to dance until the little boy is worn out.
If you are unlucky, it will take more than 2 nights and 3 days for a useless visit event. I can’t stand being curious. How can you wait for that?
[Let’s see. First of all, if you are a direct descendant who can officially use your family’s last name, it means that you have a lot of influence within the Aedran family and the Gold Geyser clan. Why did you join this dangerous commercial trip while hiding your identity, even pretending to be an ordinary worker?]
[….First, let me apologize. I didn’t really intend to deceive, but there was a reason-]
[Are the checks in the family that severe? Is it worth risking your life to go all the way to the Blue Line, carrying whatever extras you have?]
[Uh, how?]
Lucilla looked back with a shocked face, as if she had forgotten to pretend to be a young lady at my sudden thrust.
[It’s obvious. The neighboring country Rodrik is at war 24 hours a day, and neighboring countries are also preparing for war, so there is no need to go back and forth across the mountain range. Just a triangular trade between Rodrik – Free Trade Alliance – Teldrat would result in a lot of money pouring in. You can get a rough idea just by looking at the fact that instead of being a war merchant who can roll silver coins like a pile of snow, he went on this dangerous and complicated business trip.]
This is really nothing special, and it is a fact that can be clearly seen just by thinking about it as if the children of a large company are inheriting an affiliate. Why bother doing import/export work that crosses the waters around Somalia when there is a huge stake in the air right before your eyes? Naturally, the powerful brother who is closer to the next generation gets the best job, eats up all the delicious parts, and then ends up chomping at the remaining corners.
‘Even Teldrat is a country famous for being a fertile granary. Considering that it is a war situation, there is a high possibility that supplies will be dedicated to Roderick, where most of the country has been burned. Roderick is probably so desperate that he even sells off the king’s scepter and crown, but instead of trading food, he trades luxury goods with the empire.’
[Unless you’re a fool, there’s no reason to take risks and go all the way out here at this time. At least it looks like I’m not an idiot, so there’s only one thing left. After being beaten so hard by powerful brothers, aren’t you trying to scrape together the last of your funds and connections to make a big splash? Right?]
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At my words, Lucilla, who was sitting like a doll, turned her head and started looking me up and down. It’s like she’s like, ‘What are you doing, human?’ With the same feeling.
[….You really would have succeeded if you had become a merchant.]
Lucilla, who was quietly listening to me, admitted that my guess was correct.
[That’s correct. My name is Lucilla Aedran, I am the 10th child out of 7 sons and 4 daughters of the Aedran family, and I am the head of the commercial department in charge of alcohol and precious metal trading.]
[Alcohol and precious metals… Is that appropriate? It’s a shame that there is no pie in the wheat and sugarcane sectors, which are the most famous in Teldrat, but precious metals are always a stable market, and alcohol is also a product derived from grain, so beer and spirits from Teldrat are considered quite high-end products. I don’t think it was as bad as when I first saw it, but it wasn’t enough to go on a dangerous journey.]
[It’s because my abilities are so outstanding.]
Lucilla said, still smiling brightly to the people of the empire outside, but sighing like an old man who had lived on the inside.
[I have really grown the alcoholic beverage market, which is already very attractive.]
[What did you do to show off?]
[We signed an agreement to provide beer with the ‘Red Rockjaw Dwarves’ of the Empire.]
[Oh, sorry. You’ve done well enough. hmm. At that level, you can move around with some strength on your shoulders.]
These are not empty words. Dwarves are a race that can live without water and food, but they cannot live without beer. Concluding a contract to supply beer exclusively to the dwarven tribe means that they can produce as much beer as they can without worrying about inventory. A fairly large tribe located in a place where there is an iron ore vein behind the ‘red rock ledge’. It must have been quite a significant transaction even at the top of Gold Geyser, which boasts a huge scale.
[then. I did well, but why did I become Nagari?]
[Well… I ended up having interests that were too big compared to the power I had. As the money moving grew, my older brothers and sisters began to covet my rights, and I held my own, but war suddenly broke out….]
[It was passed over in the name of the family. In the hands of the guy who obtained the power to become a war merchant between nations. Right?]
[….yes. The Red Rockjaw tribe are dwarves famous for producing high-quality steel. The Aedran family is a place where everything is driven by the logic of money, so it was impossible to stop the words of the second brother, who had a monopoly on supplies, from gaining weight. My business, which I worked so hard to raise until I had calluses on my fingertips at such a young age, was taken over by my older brother, and the people I worked with also fell for threats or appeasement and all scattered. So I cut off my hands and feet and said, ‘I’ve done enough. I lost.’ In a situation where I am giving up…!]
Whoop!
“My father called me to dinner for the first time in several years and told me to get ready to get married! “And that too to an old man in his 60s from a far away country, a member of the Free Trade Union!”
[hey! mouth! You say it now!]
[….Oops!]
Lucilla opened her mouth without realizing it, perhaps because she was overflowing with emotion. The driver who was ahead of the sudden commotion looked back, and for an instant, Lucilla gently waved her hand with an expression that it was no big deal, and then spoke in her dejected voice.
[Anyway…. My father, who thought I was completely out of line to succeed to the next head of the family, tried to sell me into an arranged marriage. Since all his interests have been taken away, he intends to make a profit by selling his body for the last time.]
[this. It was a lot more like a noble lady than I thought… right? So you’re saying that you ran away from your family because you didn’t want to get married?]
Tang!
Wow. That guy, why are you making such a fuss by throwing that pot?
[Hey! It’s a matter of pride! No matter how much I was robbed by my second brother, I am Lucilla Aedran! I went to that distant dwarven village and made friends with these stone-like people with beards who walked around pouring me so much alcohol that I didn’t even know if I was a beer barrel or a person! I stubbornly protected the contract I made from the imperial nobles who were trying to take it away with a waterfall of saliva, and proudly named it as Gold Geyser! A great merchant who achieved such a feat at the age of only fifteen is sold off to become an old man’s concubine! That’s a ‘loss’! No matter how important the right to succession to the head of the family is, even if you are a competitor, you waste it like that! That’s not the Gold Geyser way!]
Sigh, wheeze!
Lucilla pours out her fierce complaints like a waterfall using message magic. He calmed her mind for a moment, then spoke again in a calm tone.
[….So, I gathered all my last remaining belongings and personal assets and set out on my final ascent. To avoid the ever-increasing scrutiny after bringing up the topic of marriage, I secretly pretended to be a porter like this.]
[That’s what happened. Then what was that fat merchant? Was it a Gerudo? Gerudo Fraus? That person….]
[Uncle Prause is a person who has taught me and helped me a lot since I first learned the trade. Even when everyone else left my side, he didn’t leave and actively helped me even in such a dangerous task. sorry. Since my identity should not be revealed until no one who has completely crossed the Blue Line and embarked on this trip can return to Teldrat, I had no choice but to deceive the warrior’s party.]
[Hmm…. That’s right.]
This is an understandable reason. The second brother was probably close to being the heir to the family. From his point of view, this snobby little sister who seemed to be anything but normal was annoying, and he tried to eliminate her variables with her merchant-specific paranoid personality. They probably even offered a reward to the family members, such as ‘200,000 shillings if you report on the runaway girl.’ So, on the outside, it was disguised as a long-distance trade run by a merchant named Gerudo Praus, and the commercial trip was carried out with only new recruits who had not yet entered the family power struggle and mercenaries who could be purchased with money.
[So does this mean you chose Roman too?]
[I asked Mr. Prowse for a favor. It really looked like a gold nugget rolling along the road, so I couldn’t leave it behind even though I was in a hurry. I went in as a gunner and tried to make him my own by teaching him one thing first.]
[The reason why we went to such lengths to secure items in the elf village…]
[….To be honest, the trade goods I hastily gathered are not enough to make a profit for taking on this much risk.]
hmm. That’s the story that happened.
‘…Is this a hero unit?’
Now that the hidden story has been revealed, something new may have been revealed, but since there is no way to check the status window, there is no way to know. But it was clear that he was someone who would have a significant impact on my current situation.
At the moment when I was shaking my head with a satisfied face after my doubts were resolved, a thought suddenly occurred to me like lightning. When you think of hero units and Gold Geyser, he comes to mind.
‘Just stay still. At that time, seeing as Roman was talking about loyalty and grace to the master of the merchant who recognized me, it seems like it was already confirmed that he had gone under Lucilla. So you’re roughly saying that once Gold Geyser settles down, Roman won’t be the only one to do it, but he will have to grow up? ‘Isn’t it a joker card that can overthrow the entire game if it’s airborne?’
They say that the rights can be taken by the power of the family. people? Who doesn’t listen?
Roman is a wizard, and a wizard so stubborn that he pioneers a new path with his own power. People like that don’t take back what they say, even if it kills them.
Literally, ‘even if I die’.
“hmm….”
As I was stroking my chin and thinking for a moment, I saw Lucilla glancing in my direction with a downcast expression, as if she had just finished confessing. Okay, so she said she’s done what she had to say and now she’s going to wait for action, right?
[….This guy is scary.]
[What does that mean…?]
[I won’t blame you for lying about your identity, so don’t make that face like a puppy that peed on the blanket.]
Lucilla’s face, which had been dead, blossomed like a flower bud in full bloom.
[So, are you helping me?]
[hmm? What nonsense. Someone please help me.]
“Eh?”
It bloomed… then sank again in an instant.
Look at this. Where are you trying to eat raw with your emotions?
[The subject of the contract has changed, so you need to rewrite the contract. Before, it was just a verbal contract that said, ‘Let’s come over the mountains and go with the Gold Geyser people because we will be helpful to each other’, but it’s a different story when the owner of the commercial is right in front of you, right? Why don’t we talk step by step about what we can give and receive from each other?]
[Rain, they say he is a warrior of Loharam who worships light! Where are you selling the meaning of mercy that treats all people equally?]
[You’re selling it now, right? to you. If you expect merciful help from a warrior, you must pay a reasonable price.]
In any case, to get to Wuthering Heights, you have to cross the empire and pass through many territories of nobles whose faces you have never seen.
At first glance, Lucilla seemed to have connections with various families and merchants in the empire, so she was a useful colleague.
many many many many many
“Lady Lucilla, are you in any way unwell?”
[no,]
“No, um, that’s, uh…”
“…It looks like you are very tired from the trip. “Now, if we go just a little further, we will cross the ley line and enter our family’s territory, so please be patient until then.”
In the end, the driver who saw Lucilla’s frowning expression approached us, and our conversation ended at that point.
[Ugh, little bitch!]
[bantling.]
Umm. He seems angry because things don’t work out the way he wanted, but he never says he doesn’t like it. I’m sorry, but we need your support in order to raise our Roman Gacha Man so ignorantly that he can become an April World Super Carry, kid. Due to his personality, when money is provided, he will spend it to the point of pulling out the roots of the Gold Geyser pillar, so from now on, he should keep it tightly in the contract so that he doesn’t have to regret it later.
[Hmm. Professor, you… no matter how many times I see you, you seem like a really bad guy…]
[uh? Otman? Did you hear?]
[Water drops are falling like that, so how can you not hear it even if you don’t want to hear it?]
The professor looked back at Ottoman, who was shaking his head, and grinned.
In the distance, at a glance, I could see a heavily guarded gate, a strong castle wall, and the flag of a three-headed lion waving above it.
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