Chapter. 20. Off-Road (7)
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Troll Eggwill.
mate. Sincerity and friendliness. For a troll, he’s surprisingly affable.
“Don’t learn from stupid Eggwill. “You must not learn wrongly.”
“Are you stupid? you?”
“Gwok. Eggwill is stupid. “I was so stupid that I had no choice but to leave.”
Additionally, there is a tendency for self-abuse.
The troll, the only one among the crew who gave me his name, told me that I needed to learn how to sail, and taught me how to tie a rope.
“He had good pronunciation and was very good at speaking, to be called stupid…”
“The reason why he speaks so softly is because of his life at sea. The Greenskin race produces a snorting sound when exhaling due to the unique structure of the nasal cavity that extends just above the bronchial tubes. Goblins with long and narrow noses make a loud coughing sound, Orcs with a wide nose make a low, snot-tinged whistling sound, and trolls with a wide nose make a gwok-like sound as if they are swallowing phlegm. I got rhinitis from the Eggwill sea breeze. “The inside of the nose is narrowed, so it doesn’t get clogged like other trolls and speaks well.”
“I see. No matter how you look at it, you can’t say it’s stupid-”
“It’s not stupidity in the literal sense, it’s stupidity from the perspective of the troll race. We understand that differences in perception resulting from cultural differences cannot be easily understood. “If the knowledge is different, even the same words cannot face each other.”
“Oh yeah. It’s ‘a discrepancy in perception resulting from cultural differences.’ Ahahaha…”
Ouch!
‘Who in the world is stupid?’
If he was stupid, human society would be made up of only two types of people: assholes and idiots.
‘What kind of troll would answer a single question with such a sharp answer! What are the differences in speech due to differences in racial facial structure? What about cultural differences and perceptions?’
Where on earth can an idiot live and talk about such specialized knowledge?
Eggwill, an extraordinary troll sailor, tapped his chest with a thick finger and said.
“A long time ago there was a great troll. Notum, the troll who was recognized as the molar of all tribes, the great mother who imparted knowledge to our species living in the wild and created culture, life traditions, and society.”
“Oh, I know. “I’ve heard of it.”
“We hear the story before we even open our eyes. What kind of life did Troll Notum live? How did he become a great seer? Why did he abandon all his status in human society and return to the forest? Revered Matron Harbinger Notum. Notum himself passed on his knowledge and talents for the future of the troll race.”
“Wow, you are an amazing person. “If the troll race had been treated as monsters, it would not have been easy to teach them a completely different life.”
“Gwok. What an achievement. Truly a flurry of activity. Approximately 80% of the current generation of tribal leaders carry his blood. “Great blood was passed on to smart and talented children, and they quickly prospered and established themselves.”
“I must have been truly ‘amazing’…”
In a truly original and authentic way, um… Anyway, he couldn’t be the person who spread ‘wiseness’ to the troll race.
“Geuuu. All trolls respect him. A truly great ancestor. Therefore, a troll that can hear the words of its ancestors with its outstanding magic talent is a wise troll. Eggwill doesn’t have any talent for magic. So stupid. Primordial Blood A sinister thing that will dumb down the next generation. “I am discriminated against.”
“hmm. “I thought troll tribal society was quite family-oriented.”
“Discrimination exists everywhere. They draw lines and discriminate against you on human land. Even if your eye color and skin color are different, you are discriminated against. It happens everywhere that the majority who consider themselves superior make the minority unclean. “So Eggwill left.”
Eggwill, a ‘stupid’ troll with no magic talent, said he left the tribe because he could not endure the discrimination.
“How did you end up on a salvage ship?”
“Here in the sea, mana is poured into nothing but rocks. Stupid Eggwill’s head is also stone. I came here on purpose because I thought that mana would come to me while I was diving. Even among trolls, wizards are considered smart humans. Eggwill will become smarter. If I become smarter, my mother, neighbors, and friends will stop hating me. “I can go back to my hometown.”
He rides a ship so that his ‘stupid’ self can become a ‘smart’ wizard.
The reason I know a lot about this and that is because I want to become a smart troll.
‘You have no sense of entitlement.’
The traces of the great ancestor ‘Notum’ left a very deep mark on troll society.
The traces of this led to the idolization of Notum, and the reverence for trolls, known as great sorcerers, seemed to have led to a sense of hierarchy regarding the magical talent itself. So, they must have discriminated against such a smart guy to the point of forcing him to leave his hometown just because he didn’t have the talent for magic.
It seemed highly likely that Eggwill’s high level of knowledge and his habit of expounding on it all stemmed from his past. The fact that he was kicked out of his hometown for being a ‘stupid troll’ may have been so deeply ingrained in his mind that he naturally expressed his desire to prove that he was not stupid.
‘I’m a troll on the sea who wants to become a wizard…’
Anyway, it was clear that the importance of ‘Troll Eggwill’ within me had increased significantly. Because there is no better colleague than a guy who talks nonsense whenever you ask a question in a place you don’t know.
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“Who is that?”
“Gwok. That guy is the elf Tarimus. “You can call me Tarim.”
“How do I use this?”
“Geuuu. This is tar mixed with gongmanseok powder. Deep blue sea creatures all contain a little bit of mana, so they hate empty magic stones. So, apply it thickly to every corner of your stomach. “If you don’t do it, you’ll end up with a ship with nothing but bones left.”
“The salvage ship’s main income is rescuing people who have fallen into the sea and eating them. “It corrodes quickly, so you have to carefully look at the path other ships have passed and find it again to rescue it.”
From the personal information of my colleagues to the valuable side income from the salvage ship, which I didn’t really want to know about while working as a sailor.
As I expected, Eggwill taught me ten if I asked him one.
For example, that one.
The guy running around frantically holding a box the size of a arm is the elf Tarimus.
Male deckhand has fierce eyes and is nervous.
“Oooh ahhh… I can see a forest, a forest. My forest has disappeared… ahhh….”
In addition, dilated pupils, a mouth dripping with saliva, trembling hands and loosened legs. The elf, who was already skinny and had bags under his eyes, looked as skinny as a tree branch.
“….that?”
“Gwok. right.”
“What kind of elf….”
And a drug addict. The drug addict elf Tarimus.
“…As I live in this world, I really see all sorts of things.”
“Geuuu. This is everyday life on salvage ships. “It’s harder to see someone who doesn’t do it.”
As I clicked my tongue, Eggwill told me to get used to it and told me a few things about Tarimus.
The reason Elf Tarimus boarded the salvage ship was simple.
First, he came out of the elf community and had two options in order to buy expensive drugs: become a male prostitute or board a salvage ship.
Second, because real saplings of ‘trees’, not dried pillars of the mushroom tree commonly called ‘timber’, were sold at an enormous price when they were auctioned.
“Buy real wood? “Did you save that much money?”
“No, almost all of it is debt. Tarimus works hard. You have to pay interest, buy drugs, and buy good quality soil for your trees. That thing he’s carrying now is his treasure. “I carry it around, following the sun like that, in order to place it in a place that gets a little more sunlight.”
“….but. For an elf, I haven’t seen anyone who wasn’t severely depressed. “I heard that you need something like that to survive.”
“Do not touch the tree, even as a joke. One of the funerals you held yesterday was for someone who stole a tree from Tarimus and died while trying to sell it. “It was decomposed, except for the scalp, and I finally found it in Tarimus’ fertilizer bin.”
“…You’re not a dark elf, right? “You’re just an elf, right?”
“I do not know. “It might be halfway there.”
An elf who is a drug addict who chops up people she doesn’t like and turns them into tree fertilizer.
As I was listening to the personal information of my colleagues who would be traveling on that dangerous sea with me starting tomorrow, I couldn’t help but think that this expedition would be very impressive. Something like a dog.
In addition, there were three beastmen I met while wandering around tarring a boat.
“Tuadal Isena Baimus. They are brother and sister. All three are of some kind related to the sea, but it is difficult to recognize what they are. Even if you ask, they won’t teach you even if you die.”
“You’re a mixed breed. “I usually don’t teach you.”
At first glance, the webbed hands look like a mixture of scales and fur. It appeared to be a mixed race of two species, which is taboo even among the beast people. Just as Eggwill was kicked out of the community because he had no talent for magic, it is assumed that they were also abandoned because they were taboo in the beastman society.
“In sub-racial society, the children of beastmen with roots in other species are often treated as dirty. So there’s nothing special about them other than that, right?”
“Nothing other than being wanted for serial murder.”
“Oh, that’s about it.”
I’m also wanted for train robbery and violating city security laws.
“To be exact, I understand it to be a murder of a nobleman-”
“Should we make a statement later? It’s not that I particularly want to get involved…”
‘Fuck, that’s a bomb that gets dragged along with you at a wholesale level just by making eye contact!’
This is the moment when you immediately understand that they are stuck below deck and repairing equipment. If you’re a noble killer, there’ll be a truckload of bounty hunters chasing you!
‘The three beastmen who were kicked out of the community have a grudge against a nobleman. Hmm… I can think of countless more! Still, it’s a murder of a nobleman!’
Even nobles in the countryside would never wander around alone foolishly, so at least those three had the skills to cut down the knight-level guards, cut off the noble’s head, and then escape.
Life on a salvage ship has such a high mortality rate that even fellow sailors avoid it, but there is probably no better place to hide away from others. Because he was confident in his skills, he probably chose to live as a salvageer to hide.
‘Let’s see. All three have slim bodies and thick knuckles… It’s hard to see because of the scales and fur, but they seem to have quite flexible muscles. It’s the same type of assassin.’
I just glanced out of the corner of my eye, but one of the three sensed it and turned to face me. Well, you have good eyes.
“…Will.”
“Gwok. “Did you call me?”
“I told you last time… I told you not to talk about us to other people.”
“If you weren’t greedy for money and didn’t hand over the salvage to us, we would have killed you a long time ago.”
I spoke from quite a distance away, but I can see that you live to hear it, and that you have a good ear.
Seeing them stand up, wielding weapons such as daggers and claw picks, it seemed like they were about to have a good fight.
Well, a person wanted for murder of an aristocrat has his identity discovered by a complete stranger. Normally, it would be right to kill him to silence him.
“hey. Eggwill.”
“Gwok.”
“You said it out loud on purpose, right?”
Of course, Eggwill, who lived with the three beastman siblings for a long time, couldn’t possibly be unaware of their hearing.
“The youngest of three siblings, I feel anxious every day. They can’t stand outsiders being around them, so they beg to kill them throughout the voyage. So I killed a lot of people.”
“so?”
“They’re trying to kill you anyway. If you are too weak to overcome, a port is better than the sea. You can escape the port. “You can’t escape the sea.”
This means that I deliberately told them the details of the beast people so that they could hear about it, and led them to attack me before going out to sea.
“There are three opponents? What if I die before I can escape?”
“If you were that weak, you would die in the sea anyway. “It hurts a lot less to be killed by a knife.”
“Be kind to the world.”
“thanks.”
As a veteran on a salvage ship, it is an act of preventing troubles that may occur at sea. It was a clear demonstration of what kind of person Eggwill was, and
tap, tap
, tap!
“Oh, what happens if I beat them up?”
“Simple. Let’s go out to sea on a boat together. “Like other sailors.”
The fact that they always behaved like this towards other sailors means that all of those remaining on the ship have a fighting power that is one level higher than these three noble murder siblings.
‘It’s some kind of rite of passage. Something like a hazing ceremony on every magic train or ship.’
The drug addict elf, the ‘stupid’ troll, and the sideburn salvage captain.
They are stronger than these three siblings who all killed knights and nobles. It means that you have to do that much to dive into this infamous sea and come back alive.
It was a little different from the rite of passage I usually went through every time I rode the magic train in that I would die if I was unlucky, but whatever.
“Compared to the ‘rider’ of the magic train who mixes various things into dwarf shoes that haven’t been washed in a month…”
“Blame the damn talkative troll!”
Wow!
“-Agag!”
“It’s simple, clean, and doesn’t sacrifice speed, which is nice.”
It’s a position that is close to Eggwill’s ‘consideration’, but if you feel threatened to this degree, you shouldn’t be on the boat in the first place, as he said.
While I was still with my hands in my pockets, the beastman lunged at me with a dagger without a moment of hesitation, and struck a picturesque blow to the chin.
Craddangtangtang!
Oh my gosh, look at the blood.
I said I would hit him gently, but I guess I bit my tongue.
“You’re the youngest!”
“Oh, so you were the youngest with an impatient personality?”
no wonder. The posture was good and the sound was quiet compared to the leaping ability, but he jumped in while screaming. They made a surprise attack and said, ‘Die!’ If you scream, that’s a surprise attack. It’s a duel request.
“Damn it, he wasn’t just a priest!”
“Now they’re chasing us even from the temple! “After all, the church has stuck with the nobles!”
“So, as I’ve said many times, I am an Auror with unique circumstances-”
“Die, corrupt priest!”
“You can’t get caught here!”
….Tduduk!
“I’m an Auror Knight, you deaf bastards!”
I’ll say it again, I’m an ‘Auror Knight who can’t use Auror’. Even if he can’t use Auror, he has the body of an Aurunite. Even if you can’t use Aurors, everyone will admit that you are an Aurunite.
When repairing damaged castle walls on the front lines, even rocks the size of a cluster were lifted and moved! Swing the sword with terrifying power! Even if you hit a regular magic bullet with your bare body, it’s not bad!
“He is the darling of violence who competes against the Shard Knight with only physical power!!!”
Whoops!
Wow!
Even if I’m a half Orunite, I’m not on the same level as an assassin who uses poisoned weapons.
Why am I so obsessed with the damn ‘Gyeok Pasana Sword’? Those who meet and fight each other are master-level players who have made a name for themselves wherever they go, but since they don’t have an auror, their output is low, so I guess they are obsessed with this inefficient artifact.
“Gaaaaaa! I will never get caught again! never!”
“Oh, just lie down, bastard!” “I can’t even attack it because I’m afraid I’ll get hurt!”
“I’m dying!”
“What should you do with that pre-emptive murder, youngest son!”
Well, it doesn’t matter whether it was Eggwill’s instigation or something that was predicted by the captain who encouraged him to stay with the crew.
They reached out with the intention of killing me, and I wasn’t a good person enough to let that go.
“Aaaah!”
“Damn it, it’s sticky! “There is only one priest!”
“Yes, a priest! A priest! “I am a priest exclusively for you who will solve everything from death to funerals in one go!”
Wow! Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
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Above all, thanks to the feeling that my recently complicated head was completely emptied with the violent punching.
“Stop that! “We had a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!”
“Hehehehe, brother! This priest cannot understand such crude words!”
“Kwaaaak!”
Preparations for departure were completed with the sound of drums being heard from the cabin of the salvage ship Whale until the very Han-Chamsuin tribe siblings cried out in the original sounds of the race they had forgotten.
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