Episode 177 < Legacy of Giants. (1) >
One.
Let’s talk about a city.
Slime Police.
This is a city that made a living through mining and trade.
Slimepolis, considered the best stone salt mining site in the empire, boasted its prestige. People who ask, ‘Do you get food or money just by digging the ground?’ say, ‘Yes, you get both?’ A place where you can think about it.
-Great cave.
-The skull of the Earth Mother God.
-We collect the goddess’ teeth.
It was that kind of place.
A city that thrives on mining finds glory as it digs up the land. As the ground gets deeper and deeper, the days of glory deepen, but at some point you swing the pickaxe and bang! The sound rings.
It was dug to the bottom.
[The mining performance of Slimepolis is worsening!]
There is still some rock salt left. But I had to dig too deep to find it. Work times have become longer, and work difficulty has increased.
[The cost of the Slimepolis salt industry increases!]
Slaves escaped. The skin of the Sanwa tribe is sensitive to salt. You can briefly swing a pickaxe or manage workers at the mine entrance, but it is difficult to crawl into the deep mine shaft. This is why slaves of six races were needed. When the slaves disappeared, Salt City’s economy rapidly shrunk.
[The dominance of the Sanwa tribe is weakened!]
The Saegi tribe is a race that resembles mermaids. The sea water was so irritating to their skin that they only played in the river called Daeha.
But one day, a special species was born. Even when this special species went into sea water, it was able to withstand it, thinking, ‘Oh, it’s a bit salty?’ Even those born with mixed blood from other species can survive in the sea.
[The new tribe is evolving!]
The sea was a magical landscape that the Sanwa tribe found difficult to enter and exit, and the fact that they were able to live in that demonic region allowed the Saegi tribe to no longer encounter the Sanwa tribe.
Then one day it happened. There was another special species among the Saegi tribe, and it happened to touch the mud of the mudflats. ‘Wow, it’s so salty?’ Since it is a mud flat with sea water, the soil is naturally salty. ‘Couldn’t it be more salty?’
A time when I still had memories of being a slave in Slimepolis. There was a stereotype that [you have to dig a hole to get salt]. The Saegi people dug a hole in the middle of the mudflat, put a wooden stick in it, lined it with reeds, and smeared it with mud. It was a primitive jar.
A week later, the Saegi tribe checked the jar. There was sea water in the jar. The seawater was pumped out and baked in a kiln. When I tasted it, it was very salty. It was self-harm. New technologies were born when old stereotypes and new environments met.
[New technology is born!]
[The competitive power of the Sanwa tribe is growing!]
The Saegi people were also natural boatmen. Mermaids, who can breathe amphibiously, did not die even when faced with storms. The once scary sea, the sea god, was now their guardian deity. Ships loaded with salt moved in and out of the sea and waterways as if they were the living rooms of a house. The production and distribution of the salt industry was taken over by the Saegi people.
[Ideological conflict arises!]
The Sanwa people could not give in. According to the mythology of the Sanwa people, salt is the ‘tooth’ of the goddess. It was difficult for the Sanwa tribe to accept the fact that eating salt from seawater did not cause stomach upset.
There are several attitudes a person can take when it is difficult to acknowledge the other person.
-It is a witchcraft.
The Sanwa chose the easiest approach.
-The devil is behind you.
-Salt is a cursed food with the devil’s breath on it.
-The Saegi tribe are all devils who serve the devil!
-The fact that its skin can withstand the sea is also evidence of devil worship!
Perhaps the Sanwa people could have chosen a slightly more difficult path. The myth of the Sanwa people could have been corrected and made a tribute to. [The goddess was in fact split in half at her death, and her split half of her body was buried in the ground and the other half sank into the deep sea].
I could have tried it that way.
As the empire’s territory expands, traditional myths become more endangered. Salt, which was thought to only come from land, also comes from water. The world becomes wider. As the world expands, myths lose their individuality, and the main characters of myths become less distinctive.
One day, the empire may have discarded [local myths full of individuality] and adopted [universal and colorless supreme god] as its new faith. [Slimepolis] may have been reborn not as the name of a city, but as the name of an empire itself, like Rome.
-Those who consume salt made by devils.
-Regardless of the reason, it is ruled as blasphemy!
The Sanwa people could not do that.
-Salt dissolves when placed in water. Water dissolves salt. But how can salt come out of water? This is the devil’s trick, an evil plan to deceive people into falling into false beliefs.
I justified why I couldn’t do that.
-From now on, all citizens must eat only rock salt produced in the empire. Those who mine salt from mines not officially recognized by the temple, those who convert water into salt, and those who bring the purified water and salt into the empire will all be punished!
-Trade of water and salt is prohibited. Damage all rivers and waterways. Confiscate and sink the Saegi tribe’s ships carrying water and salt!
It was defended by priests who believed in old myths. Warriors who waged war against slaves responded positively. Citizens who still looked down on the six races cheered. The nobles used their advocacy, response, and support as a source of power.
There was no human who could stop priests, warriors, citizens, and nobles all at once.
‘Aha.’
‘I will serve you as my master from now on.’
The gods who can do that have already been eliminated.
[The Sanwa tribe destroys the Saegi tribe’s base port.]
[The Sanwa tribe plunders the Saegi tribe’s trade ship.]
[The Sanwa tribe forces other tribes to trade rock salt.]
[The Saegi tribe revolts against the Sanwa tribe’s actions!]
When the old strong decline and the new strong rise.
When the leadership of the industry changes.
When one side fails to accept a new ideology, when a golden opportunity for reform is missed, something that should happen happens.
[A war for supremacy breaks out!]
That is the story of the past 600 years.
– Ugor.
There were six wars.
The empire fell.
-From now on, the Holy Land will be destroyed in accordance with the peace agreement between the seven races.
The priest lost his religion. The warrior lost his victory. Citizens lost peace. The nobility lost power.
What remained was a mine with all its glory and salt from 600 years ago excavated. However, a single sentence from a history book could not stop the equator’s sword, and an empty cave could not feed the people.
By the time everyone realized that fact, it was too late.
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It’s very late.
-You have three options.
Chairman Uburka said:
-first. I’ll just destroy it all by myself! I can do that. I want to do that. The title [The one who single-handedly destroyed a city] is something to be desired. But I am not only powerful but also generous. I’ll leave my greed behind for a moment.
Heh, Uburka said and took a bodybuilding stance.
The left chest muscle twitched.
-second. Sanwa people, you destroy the sacred land yourself! You can do that. But you probably don’t want to do that. It would be humiliating to be called [the one who destroyed their sacred land]. I understand your humiliation and will pass this on to you too!
Chairman Uburka’s right chest muscles were shaking.
-third. All seven races take up the hammer.
Uburka grinned.
-Destroy the city until you feel angry. Breaking something relaxes you. Just destroy the soldiers who worked hard to come this far and the people who worked hard to protest until now! Just destroy them all! You can do that. You’ll want to do that.
The last remaining king of the Sanwa tribe, the Mountain King, asked with a trembling voice.
-Fearful warrior. What if we let you into the city and a fight breaks out?
-do not worry! Our designated tribe will take care of the expenses. The hammer you are holding will only be used to destroy buildings, not to break people’s heads.
-There are some things that must be preserved rather than destroyed. We engrave history on stone pillars.
-Dismantle it and transport it. What’s difficult?
-It’s really heavy… .
-Choose only those that can be moved. History that cannot be carried is not pride, but stubbornness. If you let go, you will become lighter, if you become lighter, you will become free, and if you become free, you will become stronger.
-Slimepolis is our last city. Where do you intend to lead us?
-To a place lighter, freer, and stronger than here.
-… There are some among our citizens who do not believe in you.
-Good!
Uburka put his hands together and gave strength.
My biceps were tingling.
-Try to attack them all at once!
Among the Sanwa citizens, 944 people came forward. Since 944 people could not attack at once, the 16 bravest snails attacked first. Even though they were said to have fallen, they were soldiers who ate so much food that they were sick of it.
-I will especially give you the honor of revealing my true self!
The Auror giant has descended.
-what?
-what?,
-crazy.
The moment the soldiers uttered a single word, the Sanwa tribe was blown away by the fist swung by Uburka. Not only the 16 players in the lead, but also the 28 players in the back row hit home runs.
-Hahahaha!
The giant laughed loudly.
-If you’re going to come, come! Kids!
-…….
-My chest is wide! Whether there are 900 or 9,000 people, I will accept them all! Unfortunately, there is no milk coming out, but there is enough muscle to make you little ones into adults! I will be your father!
There were not many people who wanted to have a designated tribe member as their father.
Rather than feeling stressed by being beaten up by muscle pigs, the Sanwa tribe decided to release their stress by destroying their ancestors’ buildings. It was a wise choice.
– Damn it.
– Punishment!
Slimepolis was destroyed day and night.
The city was reduced to dust while the seven races shouted together.
Uburka was in charge of the final finishing touches.
-Sigh!
Uburka became a giant and attacked Slimepolis. thud! Coo! Coo! That continued for over half a day. The cave where the city was located was shaken, and the mountain containing the cave collapsed. The cave ceiling cracked and rocks poured out.
-crazy… .
There was the sight of a giant hobgoblin single-handedly burying a city.
-Heh.
Chairman Uburka lifted the corner of his mouth. It was the characteristic satisfied smile that a little boy would make after trampling on a sand castle at the playground.
-At least I got the title [The One Who Destroyed the City].
-…….
-We hereby declare that the peace agreement has been completed. Designated tribes should pack their bags. Sanwa tribe, you too, follow along with those shameless pieces of stone pillars.
Never before, never after.
The strongest warrior in the history of the designated tribe, who has never existed before and will never exist again, spoke.
-We return to the Guru.
[The war for supremacy ends.]
[The multi-ethnic coalition achieves an incomplete victory.]
[The Sanwa tribe escapes the crisis of destruction.]
That is the ending of this stage.
[The designated tribe gains the authority of the loser!]
[The prestige of the designated tribe increases.]
[The power of the designated tribe increases.]
[The likelihood of designated tribes developing new traits increases significantly.]
[9000 tribal points obtained!]
[Your current race points are 9800.]
Fellow hunters murmured.
“Hey, that’s a real monster… .”
“I guess it’s impossible for someone of that size to be born from a designated tribe all the time…” ? “Then I feel sorry for our children.”
“Probably not.”
The paladin shook his head.
“Indeed, he must be an unexalted warrior who has never been seen before in all of time. Now, by chance, such a talented person has been born from a designated tribe, and perhaps in another era, heroes from other races will appear. We just have to survive until our golden age comes.”
Top’s voice rang out.
[Now you can declare the stage clear.]
[Do you want to declare the stage clear now?]
“Hey?”
The Black Dragon Master flipped the side of his hair.
“It wasn’t necessarily that one race had to be eliminated. “Is it okay to just overcome the risk of elimination?”
“You never know. “It could be that a race is at risk of being eliminated without us knowing.”
We watched from afar as the armies of each race dispersed.
It’s been 800 years since the primeval forest burned down.
Although we were still reigning like a constellation, those children slowly began to walk on their own terms, rather than as constellations in the night sky.
“hmm.”
I started speaking.
“Thank you all for your hard work.”
“Did you have any trouble? A child of your species solved it all by himself. “I’ve never been on a stage as comfortable as this one.”
The Black Dragon Master smiled happily.
“I’m going to spend about 10 days watching how the kids live and then declare clear. “What about the Death King?”
“Then I will stay for ten more days and then go. “By the way, I have something to teach Uburka.”
“What are you trying to teach that monster again?” ?”
“Do not worry. It’s good. Good things.”
We parted ways, promising to declare the stage clear in ten days.
Yes.
I still have something left to pass on to Uburka and the designated people.
[Purchase ‘Appears in a Dream.’]
[100 race points are consumed!]
[Your current race points are 9700.]
Uburka, floating on the mud pond, looked at me.
– Ugor. Are you here again, Abby?
“OK. “Dad, he’s here.”
-I guided the Sanwa tribe according to Abby’s advice. Go ahead and praise him for doing a good job.
“Oh my, my baby. Did you save a species from extinction? Woojjuju. Well done, really good. Our baby is great! It’s rewarding to raise my baby! The designated tribe is the coolest in the world, and my baby is the coolest among the designated tribe! “You’re much better than this dad!”
– Ugor. Ugor.
Uburka laughed heartily.
After showering him with praise for about 10 minutes, I spoke up.
“Uburka. “There is something I want you to learn.”
– Ugor?
“To be more precise, after you learn this, I want you to spread the word to your fellow countrymen. In this way, it would be good to establish a teaching that will not be forgotten even if you die, even 100 years after your death, and even 100 years after your death.”
-What are you teaching?
I smiled.
And a red aura bloomed in his hand.
“I will teach you the fire of the world.”
A new Demon Heavenly God skill.
I will pass down my own season to the designated tribe.
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