Chapter. 12. Lettuce to Windmage (7)
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So, it’s exactly that type of quest.
Why, there is such a thing. I want to eat an apple in the village, I lost my cat, I want to propose to her, but I need a silver ring~ Quests where you do a lot of trivial quests like this to raise the reputation of the village, and then use that reputation to get support when you do something big.
If you set a time limit on that crazy quest, drug all residents to make them crazy, and then impose conditions such as world destruction if they fail –
This will be a mission assigned to our group now.
“I hate having to ask those crazy people for favors and help… I hate it! Do you think they know what to ask for in return for help? What if we ask them to build a river here and move the sea? If you can’t do that, you’ll be like, ‘Are you fake?’ These are robbers who say the same thing and make threats! “Trading is something that is done between civilized people who have mutual trust and communication, and it cannot be done with these magical barbarians!”
“I said I would return the favor to the captain… If I were to become a dog, I would become a dog again. However, I can’t guarantee how long my heart will endure without breaking. “Living like this every day is more humiliating than when I was a gladiator.”
Although they only met for a few hours, the two were shaking as if their hatred for wind wizards was engraved in their bones. Not only Otman and Borka, but also the women’s team, which received decent treatment, expressed uncertainty about buying their favor.
“professor. “How many wizards here are needed for the search you’re talking about?”
“As much as possible. “The faster the better.”
“Then… I think it will be quite difficult. The wizard I met was very kind and sociable, but his inner wall seemed very thick. “It will take a lot of effort to get them to do the hard work.”
“That’s my opinion too, warrior. I, too, have dealt with many different types of people while traveling in commerce, but those types of people only see the world from their own perspective, right? First of all, it won’t be easy to find out what you like and how to match it. “We are getting their help because time is an issue, but we may have to spend more time to get help.”
“I guess that’s true, right?”
If it were just hard work, I would try to do it with the mindset that this is emotional labor, but everyone is unanimously saying that this is impossible.
‘It would have been very convenient to have a chat room at a time like this.’
Judging from past experience, hard-core Internet residents like Jokas and Noru are masters at instigating and stamping around others. Looking at his ability to make a fool of people in an instant by making noises about trivial things, it seems that even this unique type of wind wizard would be able to drive around with such a swagger.
‘It’s incitement… I think something similar happened once.’
When I thought about the three evil chat room gangsters and the people going crazy, there was an incident that naturally came to mind.
When was that time? Has it been 4 years since you survived?
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[professor: Don’t! Stop inciting people! When did I ever say something like, ‘Letting pretty and good mutants live and roam around is good for everyone’s mental health, and ultimately, it is a way to reduce deaths from depression’! I just said I saw a type 2 variant that resembled a celebrity!]
[Noru Drug: Don’t you know?]
[Soy sauce gay bar: Lu?]
[Jokass: What should I do with the idiots following me? Did you know that I would be like that too? What should I do? Go turn off the light, man.]
[professor: How!]
[Noru Drug: Uh-huh. You, you have a poor attitude in asking.]
[professor: Great Internet friends who are kind and honest to others. The uncivilized and imbecile Professor Bulcho dares to ask for wisdom, you f*cking bastards, save the lives of people.]
[Jokass: Simple is best. Please throw me a bigger piece of rice.]
[professor: A bigger piece of cake? You want to create a controversy more terrifying than that? Well, should we hold a rock festival on top of the tallest building in District 47?]
[Noru Drug: Oh, good. I will give you five R seats.]
[Jokass: Not like that. This means doing it like old tabloids like ‘The Sun’. They are covering up the controversy with cheap, provocative issues. It’s hard to make something that everyone likes, but it’s easy to make something that everyone hates. Pour fire on the heads of those who are having fun.]
[professor: Oh, it looks like a bit. Specifically?]
[Jokass: District 47 survivor ‘professor’, in fact, officially expressed his support for World War III very actively – something like that. You know there’s no survivor who doesn’t hate nuclear weapons and war, right? Just hearing the ‘ㅎ’ character in nuclear will make the survivors tremble, grit their teeth and post a message to the community saying they will find you and kill you.]
[Soy Sauce Gay Bar: All of the Dome’s latest weapons and buildings should be disassembled, converted into scrap, and distributed to all people – that would also be fine. If you get officially wanted by the Dome, strange nonsense posts will soon disappear.]
[Noru Drug: Shut up, f*cking Communist Gayshit!]
[professor: Shut up, you damn scum.]
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‘Hmm… Whenever I think of these guys, bad memories come out first.’
…I think I’m getting a sense of something.
agitation. It’s an instigation….
Guys like Jokas were definitely right in that evil and malicious aspect.
What he posted in the chat, [All of the Dome’s latest weapons and structures should be disassembled, converted into scrap, and distributed to all people] I captured the message along with his ID and posted it to the community, and my story was instantly popular. Although Gange disappeared from the chat room for about two weeks, my controversy died down anyway.
Anyway, that was the point. It’s very difficult to make everyone happy, but it’s much easier to make everyone angry.
“oh.”
I just had a brilliant idea. Something very bad, uh… kind of a cool plan.
“Looks like you’ve come up with a plan?”
“Oh, is it noticeable?”
“Even though the time I spent with you wasn’t that long, if you count the diagonal lines we crossed, wouldn’t it be like 10 years of friendship? I may have grumbled a little, but if I had to, I would pour out that sewage again and again. It’s about saving the world, but is that such a big deal? Hehehe. Rather, you can accept it as part of learning-”
“Oh, that’s not it. “I thought of a much faster way than that.”
“Thank goodness for the world! To be honest, I said that because it showed you and I didn’t want to do it again! “Okay, what is that method?”
“It won’t be a very bad thing. No, seeing what I’m doing now, I think you’ll actually like it.”
The professor asked what he was thinking, looking at Ottoman with vague eyes for a moment.
“Uh, I apologize in advance. Ottoman.”
“hmm? “What?”
“That was me.”
“???”
Ottman couldn’t understand why the professor was apologizing. Until he explained his plan.
And after hearing the plan and understanding the meaning of the apology…
Wow!
“die! You beast, like the dregs at the bottom of this dry, twisted well! How dare you! Professor, I really value you! “How could you!!!!”
They went crazy at a similar level to those flying outside.
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Palak. Palak.
One sheet. And another one.
Another letter written by Aldrich traveled to the sky on the wind.
The pen is made with a pulled out fingernail. The ink is the blood that seeped out from there.
“okay. It flies well. It looks like he’s still alive and breathing somewhere in the empire. “You are an abominable, abominable witch.”
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Aldrich stroked the locket around his neck as he watched the curse-filled letter take off on its own. I could feel Nell’s soul trembling within him.
‘I’ve cursed you to the point where your whole body is exhausted, but you’re still not satisfied. Nell’s resentment is growing stronger as the years go by. How many more years will I be able to hold on to this child? Maybe it would be better not to visit the empire from next year…’
As the years passed, his body grew older, but Nell’s soul in the soul jar became more powerful. Well, it has to be that way. Every time he uses magic, it drains his life force.
After all, being a warlock is a difficult job. Other wizards must be able to do all kinds of chores on their own that are handled by their students or tower messengers, and since it is the most ostracized profession in the world, they must have thorough mental management to avoid being easily possessed and eat a lot of good food if they do not want to die young from having their vitality sucked out. Because I have to exercise hard.
I do my best to take care of my health by taking care of my body with alchemical herbs whenever I can.
Aldrich laughed as he watched his body getting thinner day by day. This is what black magic is. This was why it was not a pity that Notum did not become his immediate disciple. Surely, if he had become a soul mage, he could have become an 8th rank warlock that would never be seen in history. What you have to pay in return won’t even be compared to yourself.
“Hehehehehe. How did you find a friend you could communicate with in your later years? I’m really old too, Nell. Yeah… I’m too old too.”
Aldrich, who had drawn all kinds of unspeakable curses and obscenities on a piece of parchment with a faint look on his face, stopped the bleeding with his hand by finishing the last piece of parchment. Since we’ve done this much, Nell won’t run amok for a while.
Aldrich, who swallowed the nail he had pulled out with a relieved expression, caught the eye of a group of people running from far away. The old man’s expression became brighter.
Borka, Notum, and even Lucilla riding on Notum’s shoulder.
Although there were a few problems, they were a group of people that you wouldn’t get bored just looking at.
“I wonder… what did they do again to make such a fuss…?”
Although they were hard of hearing due to old age and the sound of the wind blowing in the passage 24 hours a day, the group was waving their hands and shouting in all directions with desperate faces.
“….all! ….in….is….going….!!!”
“Gwok! That’s it! That’s it! “Wooooook!”
“Ah, what are you talking about… If you keep doing this, I’m going to call all the local wizards. “Did you forget that you decided not to provoke them in the first place?”
Feeling anxious, Aldrich turned his head and looked at the wizards flying among the drawers on the wall. Indeed, their eyes were full of dissatisfaction when they stopped what they were doing and looked at the group.
Aldrich hurriedly ran towards the group, thinking that he was going to get really ugly if he continued like this.
“hey! What on earth is going on to make such a fuss? “If this continues, I’ll wake up all the wizards in the neighborhood!”
“Whoop, whoop! Aldrich. Let me ask you just one question. “Can you please act?”
Facing Aldrich’s angry face, Borka took a moment to catch his breath, then bent down and whispered in his ear.
“Ugh? Acting? What is that all of a sudden-”
“If you can’t do it, just roughly follow along. [A red mute appears. A person was captured. This guy is destroying this place.]”
“…What, what?! “Are you talking mute?”
“Acting, acting. “If you can’t do that, just follow me with an urgent look on your face.”
Borka straightens his back again as he speaks incomprehensibly in rapid fire. The werewolf raised his head, faced the flying wizards with a dissatisfied expression, and shouted in a loud voice.
『It’s an attack!!!! It’s a mute attack!!! Red Mute, the destroyer of the magic tower who destroyed the water magic tower of Tobruun to its roots, has come to destroy the home of wind!!!! Felix Home is being destroyed indiscriminately!!!!』
“help! People, people have been captured!!! Our wizard, an old and sick wizard, is being taken hostage…!”
『Wow! Biburmi was captured! my friend! Help! They said they would peel off the skin and eat the head first! Wizard help me! hurry! Wow!
Lucilla’s thin, mournful cry followed by Borca’s voice echoing through the passage. After that, Notum’s loud, gravelly voice spread everywhere.
“A hostage? Old man… I wonder if that friend Otman got caught again?”
“Shh! Aldrich! Please turn your embarrassed face a little further so that it is visible from the outside! I like the sense of urgency! “I’m doing great!”
“No, it’s not the time to stay here like this, go out now-”
“Kwak. Don’t be oblivious, you old ghost master. “It’s all done together.”
The companions spoke urgently, but looked somewhat sly, and even grinned.
Aldrich could not understand the strange composure of the group. No, the group was captured by a talking mute, so why are they so carefree…
‘wait for a sec. Talking Mute?’
Aldrich remembered the big monster in the Margrave’s territory a few days ago, covered in blood and wondering what to do with himself. It definitely spoke, it was bright red, and it was muted.
His true identity was a professor.
‘!!!!!!!!!!!!’
“No way… Professor, that friend is red-up!”
“Watch your mouth. “Wizards listen.”
“Ugh, Puhak! “Then, is that red mute you’re talking about… ‘that guy’?”
Nod.
At the three of them nodding their heads in harmony, Aldrich felt like slapping them in the face.
I thought people would have that level of common sense even if they weren’t from the Empire, but even if they don’t have common sense, what can they do with the things they value the most when they are so crazy…!
“Are you crazy! No, my teacher… I knew he was crazy long ago, but you guys should have stopped him at least! Why come up with such a crazy plan-”
“It was force majeure. “Other than this, there are only other methods that are miserable and unlikely, like terrible torture.”
“What are we going to do now? What can I do! Wind wizards may be numerous, but their individual abilities are not average! Even those who immediately catch my eye-”
“Shh. “The wizard is coming.”
Where Borka pointed with his chin, a contemplative old wizard was flying towards me.
“Oooh, our talking puppy. What does that mean? “The red mute… my house?”
“exactly. “I clearly heard that they were going to destroy Felix Home, right here.”
“Eh… That can’t be possible… This is Felix Home. Our warm, safe, eternal home… No one can call this place-”
Wow—-
At that moment, the old wizard’s hand, which was trying to stroke Borka’s nose with a trembling hand, suddenly stiffened. A heavy vibration echoes throughout the building. The wizard’s eyes twitched, and his body began to tremble like a candle in the wind.
dump.
Flutter, flutter!
Wizards began to fall everywhere. It’s not that the magic was canceled, but that I was shocked by the unbelievable reality and passed out.
“Oh oh oh… I can’t believe this… The house, our home…”
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh-
Crackle!
A sound was heard from the mouth of the old man who was hunched over, making me wonder if all his teeth were falling out.
Whiuuuung-
The passage, where strong winds were always blowing, suddenly became quiet, like a windless zone.
It’s not that the wind has disappeared, it’s that all the wind that was endlessly flowing through the passage is being sucked in by the old man’s cane.
“Okay… you’re so kind… my dog found an intruder… an intruder, a robber trying to break down the house, a burglar! They are rotten thieves who will skin you and leave you to dry and crumble in the driest sun for 100 years!!!!! How dare, how dare this place Felix’s home!!!!!”
Whoosh whoosh!
Similar things were happening everywhere. One by one, the wizards who had fallen in shock stood up unsteadily, and the hem of their robes began to flutter like crazy with the full mana.
“Grurg, my home, my, our only home! “Kaaaaaaaaaaah!!!”
Kiiiiiiiing-!!
The hunched wizard’s robes fluttered as if they were torn, and the staff he was holding emitted a blinding light and began to cry with a sharp sound. It was the sound of compressed wind passing through six brightly lit holes.
The old wizard suddenly straightened his hunched back and looked at the source of the sound with a sinister glow in his eyes. He looked like he was going to jump out at any moment, but he stopped for a moment and placed his hand on the bridge of Borka’s nose.
“Good job, doggie. “I’ll give you the reward later.”
“No, Iboshi-”
Paaaaang! Sooooo!
“-oh….”
There was no time for Borka to protest. Behind the old wizard, who was flying away with his beard fluttering, there was a line of wizards screaming bizarrely and throwing themselves into the passage with a roar.
“For now… that’s it.”
“What on earth happened?”
Borka, who touched the bridge of his nose for a moment, answered Aldrich with a somewhat relieved expression.
“Now, the wizards here will be upset if you are a mute.”
“Mutran. “Is there a mute around here?”
“ah. You weren’t at the dinner table, so I guess you didn’t hear it. They say there is a nest. “A few in unknown places.”
“It will soon be gone. The windy guy’s eyes rolled over. Gwok.”
“So that’s what happened…. Of course, there is no impulse as strong as anger. Of course, it’s a very effective method, but… So what do we do with ‘that guy’ who is causing a stir up there?”
“….”
“….”
“Gwok.”
“….hey?”
“…I have received your will.”
“These crazy people…!”
Aldrich turned his head in the direction where the vibration sounded, meaning the professor disguised as a red mute was likely to be there.
thud-
thud-!
The impact sound rings out regularly, as if the building is struck a few more times for effective effect. and,
Jjoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Ta-ja-ta-ja-ta-za!
Kiiiiing-!
Outside, a tremendous sound began to be heard, as if the entire sky was being torn apart.
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