Episode 277
I asked Samit.
“Do you know anything about ‘Magic Car’?”
“… … Horsepower car?”
You probably don’t know.
[Horsepower car… … I don’t know what it is just by hearing the name. Can you explain it to me?]
Because even our teacher doesn’t know.
Horsepower, nothing much.
“It was made by an artifact crafter in the Teslan Kingdom 240 years ago. I don’t know the details because I only saw it in damaged records, but it definitely existed.”
It ended up being some kind of lecture time, but I just let it be.
Not once or twice.
“To put it simply, it is a carriage that runs without speaking.”
[A carriage that runs without speaking?]
“Yes. It’s said that it’s something that uses a magic circle to make wheels compatible and controls the direction of the wheels with a cockpit installed on the carriage. It also said that a scientific device called a mechanism is needed in the middle. Isn’t that a good idea?”
The teacher’s expression became serious.
surely.
[That’s okay. A carriage running without a word… … That could have been the beginning of a true magical age.]
“The Age of Magic, it feels good. Maybe it was as the Master said. But.”
[The nobles must have blocked it.]
“To be exact, the King of Teslan at the time blocked it. He didn’t want to change. It was common sense that carriages were drawn by horses, and if that were changed, there would be chain reactions in the military and other sectors, and if something went wrong or something like that, he didn’t want to deal with it. In fact, the biggest reason was money.”
[Money… … I see. Money. Money is definitely the problem.]
If an artifact can be created in an instant, there is no reason to call it an artifact.
“The creator was an 8th circle mana user, but at the time, there were many national conflicts, so there was no time to invest in similar high circle mana users. However, if they had researched and improved, many things would have been different. However, neither the king nor the nobles, nor anyone else, spent their own money. If they had spent their own money, many things would have been different, but they turned a blind eye. So naturally, interest waned and it disappeared.”
By the way, the producer was dragged to the battlefield and died a violent death there.
It’s ridiculous, but it’s clear that horsepower cars have never been commercialized.
The record I was talking about was just a record, it was just someone’s memoir-like diary, and that was it with just a few short lines in it.
Let’s look at something else.
“Samit.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“Do you think it makes sense that a single magical communication device would cost millions of gold?”
Samit did not answer verbally, but only shook his head from side to side.
Even for an artifact that allows you to converse from a distance, millions is excessive.
That’s too much too.
“Only wizards of Master level can make them? That’s nonsense. You know that. If a wizard who can make communication devices gives you a mold, then at least high-circle wizards can mass-produce them.”
“… …as the blacksmiths, who are called masters, teach their disciples?”
“Yes, like a blacksmith.”
Samit couldn’t help but nod. It was such an appropriate example and it wasn’t wrong.
“But millions of gold? Why would that be? There’s no particular reason. It’s the stubbornness of the Mana users. It’s the stubbornness of those who are Masters, and the trash who think that only those in power should enjoy good things.”
This is also a side note.
“That’s why I don’t like this generation of Mana users that much. I want to kill about 90% of them and raise new ones.”
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“… … .”
“Anyway, if you have that kind of mindset, the world won’t progress. You stupid bird… … Hey, what’s with your expression? Do you really think I’m going to kill all the Mana users? I’m not that crazy.”
Samit was looking at me with a serious expression, and our teacher was looking at me with complicated eyes as if he was troubled by something.
A serious expression and a complicated expression.
Similar but a little different… … Oh really, why is everyone like this?
What I said before was a joke.
About 50%.
“then.”
“then?”
Samit paused for a moment and continued speaking with a serious expression.
“What kind of world do you want, the world you are trying to create while controlling it from behind?”
He smiled broadly.
The world I’m trying to create is so dreamlike that it makes you laugh so naturally.
“First of all, guarantee everyone a ‘minimum opportunity.’”
I turned my body and looked at the moon.
“A world where capable people are not treated unfairly, where the happiness of the many is prioritized over the few, and where the basic ‘human rights’ of individuals are guaranteed.”
“… … .”
“A world without those in power sacrificing the people they should be managing to fill their own stomachs, a world led by elites with the three qualities of moderation, courage, and wisdom. Yes, your expression says it all. It’s such a dreamlike world.”
Samit was really speaking with his expression.
“… … You were a dreamer.”
Puhahaha.
I ended up laughing out loud.
stargazer.
Yes, I am a dreamer.
And long ago, dreamers were called storytellers.
When I first met Master in this life, he told me that I was a storyteller, so it’s kind of similar.
“For such a world to be created, there is only one thing that is essential.”
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“One thing?”
“uh.”
That one thing is nothing special.
“A prince who is not swayed by feelings and can sacrifice what is precious for a greater good, and furthermore, a prince who has a heart that can apply a fair yardstick to those he cherishes when they do wrong, just as he would to others.”
“Iron-blooded, monarch?”
He shrugged.
“If such a monarch holds the position from above, and sets the destination in the right direction, then the world I desire can become what I want. That’s why I’m looking for such a person now, but I can’t find him.”
So I’m raising a few, but… um.
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As I was thinking that way, Samit, with a serious expression on his face, asked in a serious tone.
“Wouldn’t it be possible if it were you?”
“huh?”
“Wouldn’t it be great if you could become a monarch like that? You’ve decided on a direction, and you have many followers, so why don’t you become a monarch? Why don’t you establish a nation, and instead, hide behind the scenes and pretend to be the mastermind?”
This question.
Why didn’t you do it?
I asked Aveiro similar questions, but he had a rough idea about me.
So I didn’t ask too deeply, but Samit seemed different.
“Why don’t I create a country? It’s simple. I can’t do it.”
“What?”
“I don’t have the confidence to sacrifice something precious to me for the symbol of the nation and the people who don’t even know the face of that nation.”
If we put our older sister or teacher on one side and all the people of the continent on the other side.
If I were to be in a situation where I had to solve a problem where I had to kill one of these people, I would kill every single person on the continent without a second of hesitation.
Or I’ll find the guy who created that problem and tear him into a hundred pieces.
“That’s why I don’t build a country and become a king now. That’s the difference between a warrior and a king. Do you know the difference?”
“… … You are a warrior, not a king, so you are contradicting yourself in order to create that ideal world?”
“It’s similar. There’s a contradiction in every beginning.”
The story has become unnecessarily complicated.
That’s it.
In my current position, where there are few people to take responsibility, I can do everything.
It’s a bit embarrassing to say it myself, but I’m just a bastard right now.
Rather than being good at rationalizing, he’s the kind of guy who just does whatever he feels like doing.
“But really, what if.”
“What if?”
“If a situation arises where you have to sacrifice something precious, and you absolutely have to sacrifice that precious thing, and if you don’t sacrifice that thing and lose something else precious, then if you can make a cool-headed choice in that situation.”
I turned my head.
I’ve been thinking about this for a while now.
The moonlight is truly beautiful.
“If that happens, then I will become a monarch. Because that is the true monarch I desire.”
I became strangely sentimental, but what else should I say?
I think it was after I regressed that I started to develop some kind of strange illness.
The name of the disease is talent scouting disease.
I feel like my eyes are spinning just looking at nice kids, and it’s almost at a serious level right now.
And now.
I see a talented person in front of me.
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I can see it though.
On hold for now.
“I ate well.”
He just extended his hand towards our teacher.
“Shall we go?”
[Let’s do that.]
Naturally, the Master’s small hand takes hold of mine.
So my teacher and I left the palace.
I feel sorry for Samit, who is deep in thought.
I didn’t even care.
All the nerves in my body were focused on the Master’s hand that was touching mine.
Samit, I’m sorry.
Chapter 3
As we left the palace, we encountered something unexpected.
“Hey, you’re pretty.”
“Have we seen each other somewhere? I think we have.”
Two thugs approached me, shouting the usual work taunts.
“Did you see me at the bar over there?”
“I think I saw it too, but do you know who I am?”
I don’t even know who you are, so how could our teacher know?
At first glance, the clothes they are wearing are quite old-fashioned.
He seems to be a child of a noble family, which is even funnier.
As I was laughing like this, a blond punk who had been glancing at me came up next to me and gave me a nudge on the shoulder.
It was as if the intention was to bring down the screen.
The reason this was funny was because it didn’t get pushed.
“……uh?”
Why isn’t this being pushed? I ended up bursting out in laughter at the blonde’s expression.
In fact, it didn’t happen, but if I had continued to wander around outside with the teacher like this, something like this would have definitely happened at some point.
Because our teacher was that beautiful.
I think we need to give these two some time to rest.
Before that.
“Do you guys know anything about the geography here?”
“……what?”
I didn’t have to ask twice.
I get it. So.
Let’s get it right first.
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