Chapter 757
Episode 185. Remnants (7)
There was not a single force currently watching Geomhwangji.
Since the contaminated areas of the world left behind by Gleec had not yet been cleaned up, the most serious black spot was completely out of the question.
“If you use this place as a drying yard, you won’t be checked by any forces. From the outside, there is no reason to doubt that marriage is serious, and even if there is doubt, touching the geomhwangji… … It has no choice but to mean that you will pretend to be with me soon.”
As Dante said, the symbolism of ‘the land where Ron fell’ was also important.
He did not dare to touch the burial place of a hero who saved the world without justification.
Dante toasts while filling Gin’s glass.
The two smiled and raised their glasses.
“The foundation work for the drying yard will be finished soon after our knights and technicians, as well as the Dark Kingdom and the Ghost Corps, are put in. Our researchers were very surprised to see Dr. Quaul’s blueprints and works.”
“He’s a nobleman with great genius.”
What the Imperial researchers looked at was not the blueprint for the Golden Fleet.
It was the blueprint for the underground dryer he had newly implemented and the high-tech equipment dedicated to drying.
Even with that alone, the researchers of the Empire could not hide their admiration, saying that the Bamal Alliance had already hidden centuries of advanced technology.
Combining the abilities of Valeria and Quaul was not wrong at all.
“I am just a little worried.”
“Is it because he is also of Ganesto’s blood, like the titular god?”
“okay. If Lord Fadler’s will is true, then Dr. Quawl may one day become Ganesto’s puppet. And maybe… … .”
Jin paused for a moment and sighed.
“This could also apply to our riders, the offspring of the evil god. We must have shared some of Ganesto’s blood.”
Of course, that was the worst case scenario.
So far, no one other than Joshua had shown any signs of that, but it was clear that the rest of the riders were born on Rosa’s ship.
“It is a terrible story. However, I don’t think you and the rest of the riders have anything to do with it. If the character Rokia Ganesto had been able to intervene in your inner world, the bust wouldn’t have ended that way.”
“It is. Still, I’m going to keep coming through Valeria to check on the riders, Dr. Quaul.”
So far, records have not shown any connection to Ganesto.
If Valeria doesn’t come out after finding the lore site and raising the record magic level to the maximum, you’ll be completely relieved.
“Don’t worry too much. In any case, the important thing now is to build a dry yard and increase manpower, materials, and manpower for mass production of ships.”
“I have something in mind.”
“What is it?”
“mirror.”
“The Sacred Colon?”
-[Yes. What this seal blocks is the source of infinite magical power, itself. And the ever-expanding magic can erase the entire world at any time… … .]
Words spoken by Klamm, the god of magical power, during the massacre of the colon natives.
In the meantime, Jin has kept Klamm’s warning and refrained from using the ‘mirror’ as much as possible.
It was used only once when it was really desperate, when it was necessary to save colleagues and people.
“I didn’t say it was a dangerous thing.”
“that’s right. Just because you’re in a hurry, I don’t mean to use it at your own risk. We have secured our own means to use it safely.”
To be precise, it should be confirmed, not secured.
From the time he left for closed training to Lapla Rosa until now, Jin has achieved explosive growth.
In all areas of Aura, Magical Power, and Reiki.
As a result, Jin reached a state where he could control and absorb the seal of the solderlet blocking the magic of the mirror.
In addition, the safety device was double. Even if an emergency occurs while Jin controls the sealing of the mirror, the state of the mirror can be checked through record magic.
As Jin explained these things, Dante nodded.
“If you say it this far, you can use it without problems. So, is it just a matter of manpower and resources?”
“Magicians from all over the world who have confirmed the existence of Valeria will come. Of course, that alone doesn’t solve all the manpower, so you’ll have to find someone yourself.”
“I will try to find out soon. Of the resources, items other than steel will somehow be able to be supplied in sufficient quantities even within the empire. Even if it is a bit difficult.”
The most important material was steel.
High-purity steel that does not deteriorate even when a large amount of mana is injected was the most needed for ship production.
I’ve already looked at it, but even with the combination of Runkandel and the Barmal Union, it was far from enough to fill the lack of steel.
In the first place, there was a feeling that it was insufficient even if it was used only for rebuilding the damage recovery area and supplying weapons.
“I plan to meet with Kingelo soon and negotiate that part.”
“If you are in charge of the negotiations, it will be a fairly unfair deal again.”
“Well, this time we don’t have too many cards to play, so if they’re uncooperative, we’ll have to keep a low profile. In the first place, the act of requesting that much steel is in itself announcing the construction of the ship, so even negotiating is a burden.”
“hmm.”
“I’ll be meeting the Minche Blacksmith Association soon, and I hope we can get some from Picon’s name there… … .”
The moment Jin said that, Dante clapped his hands as if something suddenly came to mind. match!
“uh?”
“what’s the matter? Dante.”
“Come to think of it, I remember hearing my grandfather say that when I was little!”
-under! Is there really no way to coax the Minche Blacksmith Association? How can our nose be so high while receiving all of our protection, ha ha! If the conversation goes well with only them, the empire’s steel holdings should far exceed the two major families.
-It is said that Sir Shiron’s exclusive contract was rejected a few years ago, Head of the House. Don’t be too heartbroken.
-Hey, Calmine, call it comfort now. Shiron was only rejected, but I was kicked out as soon as I talked about the exclusive! Shiron is scary, but I’m not afraid. Tsk! Grandson, come here and sing me a song. I can’t seem to get a feel for it at all.
– Yes, grandfather! What song can I sing you?
-The Geomhwang March, written and composed by you, would be good.
It happened when Dante was six years old.
When I explained the memory, Jin’s eyes twinkled.
“Is it the Black Pandemic? I really made that song at the age of six… … No, that’s not the point. The Empire’s iron reserves exceed the two great families, did Sir Lorne really say that?”
“It is.”
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“Even assuming that the entire island of blacksmiths where they are gathered is made of steel, this is a story that cannot be established, but is there something?”
“I can’t say anything without my grandfather, so he probably will!”
The fact that the ‘Minecraft Blacksmith Association’ possesses a huge amount of steel was originally something that Jin should have known even without this conversation. It was because these were the contents recorded in the top-secret documents of Runcandel that were lost due to the bust.
Jin didn’t know that, but he felt his breath suddenly clear.
“Intuition comes. It seems like things will be easy.”
“Oh oh.”
“I’ll have to go to the blacksmith’s island right away.”
“Are you leaving now?”
“You should finish drinking Sir Ron. Let’s drink slowly, I have a lot to say to Sir Ron.”
“It’s busy at 1:00, so I think you’ll scold me for why you’re drinking here.”
“It’s a bit embarrassing, it’s just one bottle anyway.”
The two giggled and drank the rest of the drink.
* * *
Blacksmith’s Island.
The island, located in the unprotected zone on the border of the northern seas of the Empire, was not a large piece of land with an area equivalent to a small city.
As an unprotected area, Blacksmith’s Island has always been protected by the Empire. Quite a huge amount of personnel and budget was put in, but from the perspective of the empire, even so, they had to be supplied with weapons from the association.
Not only the Empire, but Runcandel also periodically sent knights to eliminate monsters near the island, and even Jiple provided various assistance to the Association.
Even though they were provided with all of that, they had never bowed their heads anywhere, so it was safe to say that the Minche Blacksmith Association was actually the most exclusive and proud group in the world.
Jin, along with Siris and Vin Blanche, rode a motte and arrived at the sea area near the island.
The island, seen from afar, had a gloomy feeling even though it was broad daylight.
“… … Will those annoying writers really bow their heads just because of Picon-sama’s presence?”
Siris said. She, too, had been there a few times with Talaris, and she remembered unpleasant experiences.
“I think there is a 90% chance, Mr. Siris.”
“That means it’s not 10%. They might want to thank us for the bust, but they’re so shameless.”
“Don’t worry too much, let’s go.”
I sent an official notice that ‘Picon Minche’ is going.
After Picon’s death, it must have been an official letter they had never received in the past thousand years.
To be honest, when I arrived, Jin was a little nervous.
It was a well-known fact that the association was made up of Picon Minche’s fanatic followers, but it was unknown whether they would be able to win an exclusive contract ‘unconditionally’ as Siris said.
The moment the association refused, it came as a burden to have no choice but to make a deal with Kingelo.
As Mort swam to the port, the members of the Association who had come out ahead opened their ax eyes and glared at the party.
Jin looked at one of them.
It was a person with a tattoo in the shape of an ‘anvil’ on his forehead.
‘Is the author an anvil among fire, hammer, and anvil?’
Even from the outside, the anvil gave a frustrating impression, as if the conversation wouldn’t work at all.
“Stop!”
“Are you the Sogaju of Runkandel?”
“Yes.”
“Present evidence to confirm your identity!”
Despite the obvious sight of a black coat with ten black swords embroidered on it, Moru took a rude attitude.
“The people next to you should also reveal their identities.”
“Siris Endormada, the lord of the Secret Palace.”
“jeon… … It’s empty branches.”
“The Sogaju of Runcandel and the Sogoongju of Secret Palace are permitted to enter, but Bin Blanche is not allowed. In particular, Runkandel’s Sogaju has a lot to tell us today! Are you saying that we are borrowing the weapons we provided to Runkandel without consulting you? Besides, that nonsensical notice… … .”
Jin glanced at Bin as if he had nothing more to say.
It meant that Picon should be manifested immediately.
Then, Bin Branche rolled his eyes and the state of incarnation began, and Moru shuddered as he watched Bin’s appearance change like a Picon.
“I… … Are you really, Picon Minche? … !”
[okay! I am the legendary blacksmith, Picon Minche! Currently, he is also the god of blacksmiths.]
dump!
Anvil and the association members sat down and blinked their eyes.
Moru did not even have any doubts about the appearance of Picon.
When Moru hurriedly changed his posture and knelt down, the members of the association quickly followed him.
Soon, Anvil said this and made Jin satisfied.
“From now on, everything in our association, every grain of sand on this island, belongs to Picon. Please forgive me for not recognizing Picon from the beginning and showing disrespectful behavior.”
