Chapter.9 Star Fall (23)
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“Balance… Balance… It’s a technique that can balance floating objects in a fantasy world…”
“Why are you muttering like that while eating, Captain? “Do you have one?”
“Tsk tsk tsk. Come to your senses. “Then I’ll spill all the soup.”
“huh? Ah uh oh. “If you put the whole thing in water using water-based magic, then the mass increases ridiculously… wow, it’s hot!”
“I knew I would be like that.”
Ottman clicked his tongue and returned the soup, which he had caught just before it hit the ground, back into the professor’s bowl.
“It’s been strange ever since you entered the ley line! Just like a little while ago, I can’t concentrate well during the battle! “Didn’t you almost cause a serious accident today during the day when several ghouls leaked inside your department?”
Tsk. I have nothing to say.
As Otman said, I haven’t been able to concentrate properly these days. Perhaps due to the lack of management by the church, undead that had flowed in from around the leyline, which was soaked in holy water and emitting a soft holy light, often wandered around, and in the process of dealing with it, I was thinking about something else like before, and a serious accident almost occurred. Even though I have a hundred mouths, I have nothing to say, but…
‘What should I do about my regrets!’
Did you say that it is the mind of seeing things? As I watch Roman fly a model airship every night, on the outside I think, ‘Eh, this is useless,’ but on the inside, I think, ‘What can I do?’ You will have hope.
The benefits of the existence of an airship were too great to just forget about it.
‘Roman said everything was resolved except for balancing with his mouth. This is an invention that could turn the tide of this war if only the balance were resolved! supply? You can solve it by flying. battle? Even if you load only a lot of oil into the airship, all low-ranking mutes below level 6 will be annihilated, so the burden of supply war can be cut in half. The movement speed of allies will also increase significantly, so the commanding position will be able to plan strategies much more fluidly. In a world where the word air superiority doesn’t even exist, the existence of flying units is a fraud!’
They said that everything else had been done and that only one thing needed to be done, which was balancing, but once that was resolved, there were so many things that needed to be resolved throughout the game. It’s already a very monotonous start to the layline, but with Roman flying his model airship all the time, more and more thoughts are coming to my mind. I think you can do it like this. I think something like that would be possible.
In the chat room, there was Mr. Goldman, one of the people who did the most to bring about a technological revolution within GG’s worldview, and I asked him how there was no way
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‘yes?’
‘GG’s settings! The setup is that all modern technology brought in by the player has been upgraded to the next level and falls into the hands of the enemy! It is a decision made based on the conclusion, not the method used. No matter how novel and ingenious you use your ideas to make the NPCs in the game recreate modern technology, the moment modern technology is born in the hands of the person you’re involved with, you’re out. I tried all kinds of tricks to introduce a windmill into my territory, but there are five characters that ended up being ruined. For three months, I didn’t even mention it, just muttered things like “The wind is always blowing…. How can you not use that great power?” and gifted something like maple tree seeds to a guy who could sprout them, so he managed to develop a windmill. It was successful, but just one month later, a noble from an adjacent territory recruited a wind wizard and developed something like [Wind Charge Charging], smashed the castle gate, and took over my territory.’
‘Then… isn’t there actually no way to develop new technology?’
‘Yes, there is none. If there is a way, there is no other way than to find a completely new technology that is possible in fantasy but impossible in reality.’
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He said. In short, no matter what you do, it is impossible to play ‘Ah, this is modern technology’, so you have to squeeze it within the worldview.
As soon as I heard those words, what came to mind was magic. A technology that exists in fantasy but does not exist in reality. That’s magic, right? Even I am a wizard. As a player with that rare wizard job, I thought I was the one to complete Roman Gachaman’s Seasonal Airship, which has made countless players look forward to it and shed tears of blood…
‘Hahahaha! I bet you haven’t thought of that! I was also a water wizard in the past!’
‘Is this not working? They say balance is the problem! Just like filling the hold of a ship with water, if you fill the lower part of the airship with water to maintain balance…’ ‘
Impossible! Just floating still would be enough. But the airship must move forward! The water-based counterweight you were thinking of would turn into shackles that would capsize the ship the moment it receives inertia.’
‘That part can be solved with magic, right? It is said that a wizard who gained enlightenment regarding the [forming] of water cuts water like pudding to make houses and furniture!’
‘Unfortunately, all the magic engineering circuits that make up the airship are filled with tiny magic stones. Excluding some rooms that are not affected by the circuit, it is safe to say that most of the airship is affected by the thin magic repulsion field. It is possible to maintain small magic, but magic on a scale that can affect the entire airship cannot be used. In that context, it is impossible to operate an airship with magic assistance by carrying several wizards. ‘My invention is an invention that uses magical engineering!’
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He said and held my hand tightly. Still, thank you for your serious consideration.
‘It’s now been three days since I entered the ley line. It’s almost time to part ways… Is it really just a failed random draw?’
Great magic that affects the entire ship cannot be used due to the nature of the magic stone magic circuit. No introduction of modern technology. If there is a way, the only way is to use magic engineering, but in the current era, Roman is the only NPC with that level of knowledge of magic engineering. It’s an invention destined to fail if the player doesn’t intervene, but there’s no way to do anything about it. Isn’t he actually an outsider?
Coo!
Quad deuk!
“Aaaah!”
“It’s an attack! This time it’s a monster!”
“It’s a cockatrice! Watch out for the petrifying breath!”
“…Tsk. “You don’t even give me time to think anymore.”
The deeper you go into the mountain range, the more frequent attacks by undead and monsters seem to have reached the center. It seemed like I would have to part ways with the top within today.
‘Because I’ve already talked to the person at the top. He’s not an amateur, and he should be able to escape with all his might while we cause trouble. The other side of the ridge is also managed by the empire.’
“Kwaeeeeeeek!!!”
“Kgogook! “Kwiik!”
“Don’t approach too hastily!”
“Don’t look down on me because I look like a chicken! “Tear apart the steel shield with your beak!”
The professor stood up as he watched the approaching mercenaries holding shields so as not to look at the cockatrice. It’s unfortunate, but I’ve decided to let go of my regrets about the airship.
“Stop doing that and bring up all the tents in the campground! “If you look in the eye and have a petrifying breath, everything can be solved by covering it with a tent!”
“ancient! “Hero!”
The professor was leaping with all his might towards the head of the cockatrice, passing through the mercenaries who had already become quite fit in their hands and feet.
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“That sounds like giving up! Yuuuu-rekaaaaa!!!!!”
About 10 minutes later, the professor was hanging on the cockatrice’s neck, laughing like a crazy person and strangling it with all his might.
“Kwaeoeook! Wow! Go gook! Kueeeeeenn!!!!”
“Hold on tight!”
“Captain! “Breathe! Breathe!”
“The one who received the water shield blocks it further with oil-soaked cotton! Bring me all the bottles of snake venom to apply to arrows! “The cockatrice’s breath is repelled by snake venom!”
“A Debsho full of poison that you bought for 5,000 shillings at Key Kingsland?”
“Throw it all away! The breath of a liquefied cockatrice costs 20 times more than that!”
“Woah! The rope that tied my wings has come loose! Hero! “You’re a warrior!”
“Kwaeeek! “Aaaah!”
“Hold on! “Just tie this guy up and we’ll be gone in no time!”
The three cockatrices that attacked the top were much stronger than ordinary individuals. I don’t know if it’s a feather or a piece of metal, but I can hear a metallic sound every time I hit it. If I wanted to catch it without going berserk, I had to be prepared to blow off an arm or two from the impact or use up all my mana with blood armor, but now I’m inside the mountain range. As a person who had to go in and make all kinds of fuss to attract attention while the upper management escaped, that kind of consumption was very uncomfortable.
So what I chose was to just stick to the guy’s chicken head and twist its neck with force. As the mercenaries worked together to cling to the head of the man who had covered the tent and twisted the chicken head with force, they realized an amazing fact.
“Kwaeeek! Keggyeong! KEEEK! KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
“Oh my! Hero! “Why on earth are you going to capture these guys alive and use them for something?…”
“Pull the rope tight! “I’ll tie you up again in no time!”
After breaking the neck of the first one, I told the mercenaries who were busy running around to avoid the breath that I would capture the remaining ones. At first, everyone looked like I was crazy, but in the end, I covered them with a tent and even took out the blessed ropes I had brought from the church. How did I capture them? I succeeded in doing it.
“Koeeeek! KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
Coo! Coo!
Hang on! Hwadak!
“Leader! “What are you doing on a chicken head!”
“Hahaha! Borca! Look at this! Don’t shake! “It doesn’t shake!”
“The madness got worse again. “What is that sound from above the head of a monster running wild like that…?”
Everyone is doing their best to subdue the captured cockatrice, but you can’t believe it’s a joke. However, it didn’t take much time for Borka’s pitiful look at the professor wriggling on top of the guy’s head to turn into doubt. This is because his keen eyesight caught the cup filled with water that the professor had placed on the cockatrice’s head.
A cockatrice that is tied to a rope connected to a stake and cannot run or rush, but flaps desperately and shakes its huge body. But surprisingly, the water cup placed on top of the guy’s head only sloshed slightly, but it didn’t fall over and stood proudly on the head of the cockatrice, which was running wild like a mad bull.
“how is it! “It’s so amazing!”
“Is that some… magic prank or something?”
“What is magic! Can’t you see I’m letting go? It’s not magic, it’s just like this! “All chicken heads move like this!”
It is said that the chicken’s head has a unique habit of moving separately from the body to maintain balance. Just like a chicken’s head that stays fixed even when the body is held and shaken, a cockatrice with a chicken head has similar characteristics!
Naturally, this automatic leveling chicken head came as a surprising realization to me, who was full of thoughts about how to solve the airship’s balance problem.
“Kegeeeek! Kueeeeek!”
“Notum! Aldrich! Don’t you have something to seal this guy’s soul! “As small as possible!”
“Are you planning on containing the soul of a cockatrice? Uhm…. I can only handle human souls….”
“Notum! “Last time I saw you, you were playing with what looked like a skeletal wild dog spirit!”
“Gwok. Big little human. You need courage to put your soul into it. Teeth or bones. Like a part of the body…”
Kwasik!
“It’s old!”
“Aaaah!”
“Hero! Handyyy!”
“The church’s hero is harming himself!”
“No dude! “It’s a hand I was going to throw away anyway because it got breath on it!”
While the mercenaries around me who were pulling the ropes that tied the cockatrice were screaming, Notum contentedly stroked my slightly petrified hand and lifted the totem around my neck.
“Once you get to three, twist their necks and let everyone who is holding the rope, big or small, run away. If you get caught, you die! one!”
“Now wait a minute! “This chicken head is playing some kind of rugby, but its neck turns so easily…!”
“two!”
Let’s go! Croak, rattle, rattle!
“It’s a ghost! There’s a ghost next to the troll! “Everyone, Captain!”
“Let go of the rope and get back! “I’m caught up!”
“Ugh! Search for this chicken head! Relax your neck! “Take it out!!”
“Keeeeeeek! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
“three!”
Wow!
“Mashar ga urca! Chirxen! HOMA!!!”
[Kkeeeeeeeeek!!!!]
As I twisted the chicken head and threw myself away, Notum, holding my gray-stained hand in one hand and her totem in the other, shouted strongly in an unintelligible language, and the cockatrice fell limp. A whitish soul was seen screaming and being dragged out of his head.
“De Mato! HOMA! Chirxen DUKAaaaa!!!!”
[Keeeeeeek! Kyaaaaa!]
Even though there was no wind, Notum’s clothes were fluttering and the spirit of the cockatrice that had been dragged out was distressed by her words and began to be sucked into my severed hand.
Fluffy!
As the cockatrice with its twisted neck fell down, the cool air that had been blowing around the area and the air that seemed like a storm without a single cloud returned cleanly as if they had never happened before.
“Heung! finished.”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
her her her her her her her her she her she herself her her her her her she she her it it/ it/ it it it it or it it it it it it it it it it it and it and and and it and and and and and and it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it? No one blamed him, although he could see the stain growing on his crotch. Aside from me, he was the one closest to Notum’s spell. The mercenary, who was already weak in superstition, was exposed to a troll who rolled his eyes, wielded cloud-like souls, and recited spells in an unknown language. It’s okay to just praise it from now on.
“Are you okay?”
“It is certainly. Trapped in the clutches of a big chicken stone.”
When Notum, who was sitting there as if exhausted, put down my hand, which had become a temporary soul jar, the hand that had been shaking little by little gradually gained strength, and soon he bent the tip of his middle finger like a chicken’s head, raised it high, and started waddling with the rest of his fingers. did.
Waddle, waddle, waddle ,
waddle, waddle, waddle, waddle, waddle
, waddle. “I only know this far.”
“I will do it from here on out!”
Aldrich, who was watching with his mouth wide open along with the people at the top, suddenly came to his senses, picked up his confused-looking gray hand, and began to perform magical treatments, spraying the reagent he had taken out of his pocket.
“Your soul is surprisingly stable. Usually, spirit arts require some level of communication with the soul, so it is known that it is difficult to use it against the souls of other races…” “
Gwok. In the first place, humans are a different species to me. “After being separated from my mother, all the creatures I met were of a different race.”
“is it! It is often said that infancy is the time when the soul is formed. Notum This friend’s soul… seems to have been formed in a flexible way that is very suitable for accepting things that are different from itself. By the way, what was that spell just now? It was a language I had never heard of, let alone known. No matter how much of a genius you are, this is…”
In response to Aldrich’s question, Notum frowned, waving his hand as if shooing away an annoying fly.
“For the past few days, strange spirits, some of them ancestors or ancestors, have been coming to me and teaching me various things. “It kept bothering me to go back to my hometown, so I screamed and kicked it out, but it didn’t go away and kept appearing.”
“By ancestors, do you mean the troll ancestral spirits? “What did it look like?”
“Three people. “It had the face of an unlucky old troll.”
“Details!”
“Geuuu. A troll with a beard full of tree roots…”
“Again!”
“Something with a female with bright red eyes smiling heartily…”
“Again!”
“He has a full beard and nice molars, but the left one is broken-”
Wow!
“Broken left molar! A deep scar runs diagonally across the face! Hair and beard tied up in a way that’s not typical of a troll! Am I right!”
“Uh… does the old ghost guy see these guys too? I was confident that the red eyes would never see…”
“Half-molar Magnauca! ” He is the troll warchief who stopped the undead onslaught together with the great hero of the princess family 70 years ago! If the other two souls are equivalent souls, then of course they won’t be able to see them when they don’t want to! Their souls have reached a much higher level than that of a mere magician like me!”
Aldrich, who had suddenly rushed at Notum, looked so excited that he could not see his usual blunt self.
“I thought your talent was ridiculously outstanding! You are chosen by them! Their magic is close to the ancient mysteries, a talent that only a very few people among the troll race are born with! As a successor who will inherit that essence!”
“…Ghostly old man teacher? Did you hang out with these guys? “They say the same thing.”
Aldrich looked like he was about to cry at Notum’s non-positive affirmation.
“It’s not like this. Come and talk with me for a moment. These are the ancestral spirits of the previous troll warchiefs! “There are so many things I want to say about them and their souls!”
Whick!
“Um… Aldrich?”
“We’ve finished the embalming, soul sealing, and spirit petroglyphs! Now, as long as you don’t give the frame a big shock, the soul contained therein will treat the hand as if it were its own body! “I’m busy, so don’t talk to me!”
Before I could ask, Aldrich gave me the answer I wanted and threw a hand filled with the soul of a cockatrice, and with Notum’s eyes shining like a child receiving a birthday present, he disappeared into the upper corner.
Knock, Knock, Knock –
Among the people frozen by the uproar, the fingers on the floor were just waddling, pecking at the sand.
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