Episode 74 Recognition (3)
a few days ago.
Douglas and Favreau summoned by Lois.
They tilted their heads as they looked at the drawing Lois held out.
“Are you going to make this for us?”
“What on earth is this used for?”
The drawings that Lois showed Douglas and Favreau were not the same.
They knew that the parts drawn on each drawing were combined to form a complete body, but by looking at the different parts, they had no way of knowing what this was used for.
That’s because the drawings Lois made were from a past life, that is, from modern times.
However, there was no time to explain everything to Lois.
“I’ll give you the details as I make it. “For now, let’s start working.”
“Okay… All right.”
Although they made groaning noises, they could not refuse the work.
Who would dare to refuse an order?
So Douglas and Fabreau moved to the blacksmith shop and workshop located on one side of the tower.
From that day on, their hammering began.
But a problem arose there.
“what… “Isn’t this it?”
“yes? “We definitely made it according to the drawing, right?”
“Hmm… okay… “That’s true.”
This time Lois groaned.
Clearly, Favreau and Douglas made it properly according to the drawings they gave.
However, the problem was with Lois.
The drawings he created were his own creations, mixing knowledge of sacred law with shallow modern knowledge.
Of course, there was no intermediate test product, so even if it was made according to the drawings, there was no way it would actually work.
Therefore, we had to go through various testing processes during production… … .
‘I have to teach you everything one by one and proceed with it…’ … .’
Favreau and Douglas made the drawings they made.
Check again to see if it’s working properly.
Re-create the drawing to reflect the errors that occurred… … .
Lois found that process very frustrating.
‘Isn’t work efficiency too low?’
Eventually, Lois ran out of patience and shouted.
“Ah-oh! it’s okay! “I’d rather make it myself!”
If you made it yourself, you could skip some of the intermediate processes of reflecting feedback.
Therefore, Lois decided to produce it herself.
Meanwhile, Fabreau and Douglas heard Lois’ cries.
“yes? “Hehehe.”
“… haha.”
The two dwarves burst into laughter at Royce’s words.
Lois asked sullenly at that sight.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Hehe, the field technique is… “It’s not that easy.”
“you’re right. “It’s not something you can do just by learning for a day or two.”
These people have been picking up hammers even before they were old enough.
As short as a few decades, as long as over a hundred years.
It was a time when they held the hammer.
That’s why Royce looked so foolish for taking field skills lightly.
Even if he is a dragon.
but… … .
“okay? “But let me know first.”
Lois seemed to have no intention of giving in to her wishes.
At this, Fabro sighed.
“ha… “Of course.”
If you knew how difficult the task you are trying to tackle is, you would say you can’t do it on your own.
That was the idea that Favreau and Douglas had in common.
“Let’s start with the basics first.”
Favreau and Douglas began by teaching us how to hold a hammer.
A few hours later.
land- land-.
“… … .”
Watching Lois hammering in front of the furnace, the two were completely mesmerized.
“I’m done!”
Lois smiled broadly as she looked at the sword she had just made.
Lois asked, showing her sword.
“how is it? Are you fine?”
It wasn’t at a decent level.
It was at a similar level to a sword made by a top-notch blacksmith.
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The dwarf’s eyes detected this accurately.
Douglas, whose jaw dropped in surprise, reluctantly nodded.
“uh… hmm… “Well, you did a good job.”
“yes?”
“… yes.”
Fabro and Douglas were at a loss for words as they looked at Lois, who was shrugging.
‘What am I…? What have you been doing all this time? … .’
‘haha… ‘Life is futile.’
Royce’s talent for creating a sword in a matter of hours after picking up a hammer was not ordinary.
“Hey, the field skill is no big deal!”
“… … .”
Favreau and Douglas thought the same thing as they watched Lois swinging the hammer.
‘Unlucky dragon!’
And they could understand.
The reason dragons prey on dwarves is not because they are bad at it.
only… It’s because it’s annoying.
* * *
While Douglas and Favreau were lost in reminiscence.
land- land-.
Dexter stared in fascination for a while as Lois was swinging the hammer vigorously.
His intentions were very complicated.
‘This is really… What if that guy makes something?’
These are just words spoken by a 10-year-old child.
If you keep the promise that no one would have believed, that you will learn to make objects on your own… … .
Would she really be able to not acknowledge him then?
‘That’s right… … .’
I was a little excited about what Lois would make and what she would show me and surprise me.
‘Where did a guy like that come from…? … .’
Dexter just looked at Lois with eyes filled with various complicated feelings.
At that moment, Lois’ hammering stopped.
“I’m done!”
Lois’ booming voice was heard.
It was strange that he didn’t break a sweat after pounding the hammer like that, but Dexter, who was so entranced, didn’t notice this.
Lois smiled as she looked at the object she had made.
‘Isn’t this quite fun?’
At first, I wondered why I would do something like this, but as I made it, my stress went away and I felt a strange sense of accomplishment.
The fun of seeing the finished product made with my own hands.
Lois found out about the fun.
‘Is this how people who make plastic models feel?’
Although the metaphor was different, that was exactly how he felt.
“huh?”
Lois, who was excited, noticed the onlookers.
“What are you doing there?”
“uh… that is.”
Dexter, who finally came to his senses, was startled.
I muttered that humbly.
“Well, I just came to see if you were doing well.”
“hmm… … .”
Lois’s eyes narrowed.
“What are you here to spy on, old man?”
“Woah, spying!”
Dexter jumped up and down.
Then he quietly stepped back.
“I just came because you were making too much noise.”
“Yes, yes, I guess so.”
“Knock quietly from now on!”
“How do you hit a hammer quietly?”
“If you want to do it, do it!”
Dexter turned away, leaving the dumbfounded Lois behind.
Lois muttered as she watched Dexter leave.
“Anyway, he’s an old man with a bad temper.”
Lois muttered and swung the hammer again.
* * *
After that day, Dexter did not visit Lois’ workshop.
Also, he didn’t interfere much with what Lois was doing.
Just watch.
Instead, Lois’ visits to Dexter’s workshop became more frequent.
“Do you have a grandfather?”
Lois opened the door and popped her head in.
Dexter, who was drawing a drawing, shouted at his appearance.
“Inseok, why again!”
“Just like that.”
“Just what. “You’re snooping around to steal something again!”
“You’re stealing. “Are you just borrowing it?”
“When have you ever brought back something you borrowed?”
“Hey, I’ll give it back to you when I’m done with my work.”
“Bring it now! “I have to use it too!”
“yes.”
In the meantime, several tools were quietly stolen from Dexter’s workshop… No, I borrowed Lois.
He rolled his eyes and looked at Dexter’s tools.
‘hmm… ‘What is this tool for?’
Today, as usual, I was looking through Dexter’s tool box and quietly picked up a tool that I didn’t know how to use.
‘Let’s take care of it first. If I take it, I’ll have something to use it for.’
Lois, who was trying to sneak out with her cat’s walk after taking her tools, looked at Dexter, who was absorbed in his drawing.
Then, behind him, a huge object covered in cloth came into view.
‘What on earth is that?’
I was always curious every time I entered Dexter’s workshop.
What kind of item is it that Dexter hides so tightly?
Dexter’s voice reached Lois as she wandered around the cloth-covered object.
“Why are you trying to steal that too?”
“Hey, how can you steal this? “Just by looking at it, it looks like it’s over 2m tall.”
Of course, there was nothing that couldn’t be stolen just because it was big.
Lois glanced at Dexter, who had turned his attention back to the drawing, and asked subtly.
“But what is this really? “Why are you hiding it so tightly?”
At Lois’ question, Dexter’s hand, which had been playing around on the drawing, suddenly stopped.
In the silence that followed for a moment, Dexter’s mouth opened.
“People in the world envy superhumans who use elemental powers. From a wizard who uses splendid sacred techniques to a warrior who transcends the limits of the human body. But… … .”
“… … ?”
“Yet people ignored the fact that it was a piece of equipment. Not only those who handle elemental powers, but also ordinary people. “For them, it will just be something unusual.”
“So?”
“I wanted to be recognized. Making and producing objects is clearly a branch of sacred law, and a great object is comparable to excellent sacred law and martial law. What you are seeing now… … .”
Dexter’s eyes fell on the cloth-covered object.
“It is my life’s goal. It proves that outstanding artifacts are also comparable to the sacred and martial laws created by people… … .”
Hearing Dexter’s calm voice, Lois looked into his eyes.
Dexter was old and decrepit, but the passion in his eyes radiated the heat of the dreams he had had when he was young.
Meanwhile, Lois was worried about that.
‘It’s like burning the last flame of life.’
Lois’s mind flashed back to the state of Dexter’s body, where he had collapsed and vomited blood not long ago.
And from that day on, Dexter’s face became more gaunt day by day.
That was when Lois looked at Dexter blankly.
“Cluck clack clack-.”
Dexter coughed.
“this… “It’s time to take your medicine.”
He glanced at his watch and disappeared into the kitchen.
Lois, who saw this, was about to leave the workshop when the drawing that Dexter was looking at caught her eye.
“huh?”
Lois snooping around the drawing.
He soon fell in love with drawing.
“This… … ?”
The drawing had various complicated magic circuits tangled together.
However, Lois soon figured out what kind of object it was a drawing for.
“oh? “Look at this?”
Lois’ eyes sparkled as if she realized something.
Then he muttered, sounding a little disappointed.
“… “Is it still unfinished?”
Every time Lois visited the workshop, Dexter was always clutching this drawing and groaning.
There were often days when I would look at drawings all day and skip meals as if something wasn’t going well.
In fact, it was correct to say that I was looking at drawings all my waking hours.
As Lois was staring at the drawing, Dexter returned.
“Are you still there? Just go now. “I have to work too.”
“yes.”
“And bring the used tools right away!”
“Yes yes yes!”
Lois responds to Dexter’s nagging.
At that moment, Dexter could see.
A small smile appeared on Lois’ lips.
‘Why is this guy smiling?’
Dexter’s eyebrows furrowed in a strange smile.
Either way, Lois bowed her head and left the workshop.
“Won, you’re the kind of guy whose true intentions you don’t know.”
Dexter erased Lois’ strange smile from his mind and went back to his studies.
Meanwhile, Lois stands on the other side of the door.
The small smile on his lips widened.
“Hehehe.”
Dexter probably never dreamed of it.
The drawing of ‘it’ that he had been dreaming of his whole life was stored in the mind of a young dragon.
“Do you think this could be useful?”
Also, ‘it’ is being reborn in the young dragon’s mind.
fantasy,
