Episode 400
As we stood in front of the gate, the guard asked.
“Where are you from?”
I feel like I’m putting gold on my face again, but I have to do it anyway.
I’m really famous.
At least in this Kingdom of Milos, there is no one who does not know me.
The problem is that I’ve been growing very rapidly lately.
In the Kingdom of Ishmael, he grew about 6cm tall and lost his baby fat.
And in the Forest of Demons, he grew into a Master by using the natural energy floating around the surface of the World Tree and the remnants left behind by his Master as nutrients.
My body was reconstructed at that time, so my appearance now is almost the same as that of a young man.
To be exact, this is what I looked like when I was 20 years old.
Height: 184cm.
The limbs naturally become longer, the organs inside the body grow, and strength increases.
No one who sees me now thinks of the 14-year-old kid I am.
“First, could you please take off your mask?”
For fun, I took off the white mask I was wearing over my face.
The guard stares blankly at my face.
It’s familiar, it’s a face I’ve seen somewhere, those thoughts are written on his face.
Then his gaze turned to the doll-like figure of the Master on my shoulder, but his expression remained the same.
Originally, I would have finished my identification with the Dragon Soldiers, but now I am not with the Dragon Soldiers.
I left it with my older sister.
It’s 500, but it’s really annoying to carry it around.
The guard said to me,
“First of all, I would like to ask for your understanding.”
“Let’s keep quiet,” the guard continued.
“Recently, there has been a significant increase in the number of people imitating ‘celebrities.’ They wear common black cotton pants sold in stores, a light black cotton T-shirt, and, depending on the case, a coat on top, and on their shoulders.”
The guard’s eyes are fixed on our master.
“Putting up dolls has become a trend, so the security checks have gotten a little stronger.”
So, to sum it up.
“Do you have anything that can prove your identity, something like that?”
“Yes, that’s right. If you’re a mercenary, show me your mercenary badge. If you’re not, show me your family name badge… … .”
The guard couldn’t say anything else.
Our teacher who was sitting on my shoulder.
[This is the third time.]
Because I said so.
The guard took a step back with a shocked expression on his face.
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“… … It’s true.”
The important thing here is the third part that our teacher mentioned.
Impersonating me, no. Impersonating is a bit strong, so let’s change it a bit. In fact, that’s what being a celebrity is all about.
When a celebrity creates a trend, those who follow them or want to be like them follow that trend. That’s how a trend is created.
It just happened to be a trend.
The most important thing is that no matter how much those who follow trends imitate me, they will never have a real talking doll.
By the way, on all three occasions when we were stopped for questioning, our teacher opened his mouth and proved his identity.
If it was going to be like this, I should have just brought the dragon’s teeth.
Anyway, that’s how I came into the Marquisate of Leopold.
I walked and walked.
You must not forget the purpose of your coming here.
Edouard Jeanlegri.
It wasn’t difficult to find him.
On the outskirts of Leopold’s Margraviate, unusual architectural models began to appear.
Common buildings such as those built in the form of spires or domes were seen as well representing the style of the time.
Spires are mostly from Tulcan, dome type from other countries.
And among them, the building that everyone feels is modern is the spire-shaped building.
It is sometimes called Gothic style, but these small buildings before my eyes were a little different.
A three-story building with a pillar-like structure at the bottom and accessed by stairs on the side.
It looked like a model about 50cm tall to the naked eye, but this is what I remember.
There were quite a few buildings like this in Megas, the new capital of the future Tulcan Empire.
You’ve definitely come to the right place.
Our teacher was as interested as I was.
[It’s beautiful.]
Metaphysical structures crowded together in one place, and grass spread around them.
This was definitely a city, although it was a little different from what I remember.
A city made of models.
[I think the key is to densely populate the area and fill the surrounding area with green space. Now I understand.]
The master’s eyes turned to me.
[Iskandar Tulkan, that kid tried to kill all future mana users?]
“yes.”
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[Usually, moving the capital is an attempt to strengthen royal authority. That child would have been no different. The important thing is who lives in the capital city to which the capital is being moved. Isn’t that right?]
See, our teacher is really smart.
[That child was trying to create a city for the chosen ones.]
He nodded.
“Master, everything you said is correct. The city of Megas that I saw in my previous life was a huge city comprised only of Iskandar’s closest associates.”
The teacher nodded slightly and looked around.
Me too.
Then the teacher asks,
[This seems like the right place, but are you really trying to find it now?]
He shrugged.
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[We didn’t have a prior arrangement, and I wonder if it would be rude to come to you so suddenly in the middle of the night.]
That was quite correct, so I nodded. To be exact, I just nodded.
“You’re an artist. Most artists are temperamental, you know. Maybe you like talking late at night.”
The teacher chuckled and tapped me on the head as if telling me to do as I please.
So I knocked on the door of the Zanregri family.
dripping.
There are sounds inside, but there is no response.
hmm.
Smart again.
There was none so I kept knocking.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.
Let’s knock on the door to the rhythm. Eventually.
The door opened suddenly and a man who looked to be in his mid-fifties appeared. Then he immediately asked.
“What are you?”
What should I say?
I feel like explaining is getting a little boring now, so I’ll get straight to the point.
“Please plan just one city.”
“That crazy guy.”
Boom-!
The door is closed.
* * *
Edouard muttered across the door.
Now, that not-so-funny little punk is causing trouble all night long.
Since becoming a master, my hearing has improved so much that it sounds very vivid.
[How can I prove my identity this time?]
The teacher asked in a playful voice, but I just shook my head.
That’s not the first or second time.
Just then, I was about to knock on the door again.
There was a noise across the garden.
I turned my head.
I see men in armor.
The numbers are one… … two… … ten… … fifteen.
The man in the very middle of them.
The man, who looked quite familiar, shouted out.
“Jack Valantier!”
What was that guy’s name?
Was it Yoris? That would be right.
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Joris Leopold.
The owner of this marquisate and the noble who manages this marquisate and approximately five other territories nearby.
To the average person, it’s bigger than a regular lord, but a bit small to be called a great lord.
He is such a nobleman.
I got to know you before when I was cleaning up the nobles of Teslan, but strangely, you look very desperate.
He extended his hand lightly and asked for a handshake.
“It’s been a while.”
“Ah… … Yes, it’s been a while. More importantly, how did you come to this territory without even contacting me… … .”
For some reason, Marquis Leopold’s face showed a hint of anxiety.
I hope I was mistaken, but I clearly wasn’t.
Huh.
“Did you have any accident?”
“……yes?”
“Your hands are sweaty, and your forehead is also sweaty as if you are nervous.”
He pulled away from the hand he had shaken and started to act coquettish.
“I guess you’re not sick or something is bothering you.”
That’s when I said that.
Marquis Leopold asked me with a serious face.
“… … Haven’t you heard from Prime Minister Aveiro?”
“What?”
“… … .”
Look at this.
Our Aveiro is indeed very capable.
Because he prepares and takes care of everything from cleaning up after me to what I want.
Since he is that kind of guy, it is only natural that he might have some unspeakable difficulties for me.
Aveiro was a man who figured things out on his own, and he wasn’t the type to nag me about his personal problems.
At a glance.
Our Aveiro and Marquis Leopold here had a quarrel over some sort of disagreement, and Aveiro seems to have resolved it.
There’s a high probability that the friction between the two of you had something to do with what I was trying to do.
The reason you didn’t tell me is because you could have handled it on your own.
hmm.
I was staring blankly at Marquis Leopold for a moment.
Again, with a bang, the door opens.
“Hey, you little punks. Why are you doing this in front of someone else’s house in the middle of the night… … Huh?”
A middle-aged man in his fifties, the man who had called me crazy earlier, tilted his head at the Marquis Leopold.
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“Yoris? What are you doing here? Even bringing soldiers with you?”
“How have you been?”
“It was peaceful. If only the peddlers hadn’t come.”
Then he glances at me.
Joris Leopold, who noticed the gaze, opened his eyes wide and stopped the man in his fifties, Edouard Jeannegre.
“A peddler? This person is… … .”
Edouard waves his hand, as if to say, “That’s it.”
“I’m not an idiot, so I shouldn’t know. White T-shirt, black pants. And black sneakers. No coat with gold decorations, but a strange black robe without a hood. Looks like you’ve changed your fashion. And a doll on your shoulder.”
Edouard, who was looking at my outfit one by one with his eyes, frowns slightly.
“… … It wasn’t some idiot following a trend, it was real.”
He shrugged.
Edouard Jeanlegri, former Honorary Count of the Kingdom of Teslan.
He stared straight into my face and suddenly said:
“He’s handsome, just like the rumors say. But from what I’ve heard, he’s in his early teens, but he looks to be in his late teens or early twenties. He seems to be well over 180 cm tall.”
I ended up laughing a little.
“Didn’t you know? Kids these days develop quickly.”
I had a rough idea of what kind of man this Edouard was.
He extended his hand and offered a handshake.
“This is Jack.”
He takes my hand.
“Edouard Jeanlegri, retired architect.”
As a peaceful atmosphere was created, he asked.
“But why did you come? What business do you have with a retired old man?”
“Fifties is not an age where you can be called old.”
“Well, it depends on how you look at it. I think I’m old.”
I ended up laughing again this time.
What can I do if that’s the case? I should call him old man.
But the reason I came is what I told you earlier, and since you’re asking again, I think you must have misheard me.
Then I have to do it again.
“Please design just one city.”
He reached out and pointed to the garden.
To be precise, it referred to a small city model surrounded by a garden.
“Better than that, a new city full of your true philosophy.”
Edouard furrows his brow.
“Damn, what you just said was true?”
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“Yes, it was true.”
He laughs as if he finds my answer ridiculous.
“If it’s something similar to that, why don’t you just look at it and make it?”
“Is it the same as seeing and making something and having the person who designed it move it himself?”
“That’s true.”
Edouard, who had been silent for a moment, pointed to his body with both hands.
“But, I’m an old man who’s been retired for a long time. I’ve long since lost all desire. You’re going to build a new country, right? Just use what’s already there. Why bother with an old man’s hands? There’s nothing lacking, right? I’m not the only urban planner in the world.”
