Chapter. 11. Wizards of Wizards (30)
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The road along the Raian River to the southwestern part of the empire, where Wuthering Heights is located, was truly peaceful.
Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!
“Keeeeeeeeek!!!!”
Sigh! Fuwaaaaak!
“Gerrrrrrrr! Wow! Gbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”
“Oh! These little bastards have no brains? “You attacked me so much that it made the river smell fishy, so why are you still attacking me?”
“According to personal research results, the monster ‘Malog’ does not have a level of knowledge sufficient to be recognized as a sub-race. So what you just said is reasonable in an intellectual sense-”
“Idrasil! back! “Back, back, back!!!!”
Sigh!
“Geck! Gegrrrrrr….”
Uh…. It means that it is peaceful compared to the ‘journey so far’.
Malog. According to the information Dana sent, they are the largest number in the tributary of the Ryan River where our group is currently located, and they are like muscular frogs that walk on two legs and live in groups.
Of course, I thought they were a group of intelligent beings with their own command system since they were outnumbered, so they were water robbers.
And who am I? Isn’t this a warrior who was ‘officially’ dispatched by the Gwangmyeong Church to break down the decades-long history of discrimination between different races?
When I started to see a tent made of fish skin, which marked their territory, I jumped into their lair, trusting only my three-inch tongue, which had been active for so long, and my body that could no longer be killed by most people. Now that I’ve gained a bit more confidence, I was thinking that perhaps these friends might be able to become more friendly with people.
Although I thought wrong. First of all, they didn’t know how to use the common language, they weren’t a group of intelligent beings, they were just like animals that formed a large group, and their aggression was like that of a mute.
When I looked up close and saw that the skeleton of the fish tent was a familiar human femur. But I realized my thoughts were wrong.
So I beat up all the guys there and washed their dirty body fluids in the river, and when they smelled it, they came rushing in from somewhere. If you catch them, they will come again because of the bodily fluids from their corpses.
By throwing spiked clubs or poisoned spears, we couldn’t do even the slightest damage to the ship of our party, which included 2 water wizards and an elf using an intermediate water spirit.
“Whoa whoa.” Did you catch everything?”
“It seems… something like that.”
It wasn’t a very nice scene to see hundreds of frogs the size of a human body being slaughtered every morning, lunch and dinner, and their body fluids and corpses covering the surface of the water in a sticky manner. So much so that even my appetite, which had been trying to go on a gastronomic journey following Dana’s recipe, plummeted.
In the end, contrary to the beginning, where we decided to relax and enjoy ourselves, Otman and I, Hydrasil, frantically pushed the boat with magic and elemental magic to break through the river, and arrived at the entrance to the rocky area three days after leaving the Margrave’s territory. I was able to. Thanks to this, my group, who were already exhausted, became completely exhausted, and their complaints poured out on me. Especially Lucilla, the person who rented the boat.
“Ugh… I have to return this boat, but it’s covered in Malog’s bodily fluid like this…”
“I’ll wash it for you. “If you bring water and rub it, it will be clean in no time.”
“Being clean! Just because the warrior caught a few of them, I haven’t seen all of them come from the lower reaches of the Raian River to the upper reaches! A boat covered in bodily fluids becomes trash that attracts maggots! “That’s why I told you not to go!”
“Heh heh heh heh… I am a warrior of light and with the pure intention of spreading light…”
“Hey, human!”
Cough!
After unloading the luggage from the ship and settling back into the cart, which was much stronger and larger than before, Lucilla set out on her journey, using her body to catch the things thrown at her.
I planned to stay overnight in a nearby village today and attack the wind wizard’s lair in earnest tomorrow.
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Wind Halen.
It is a medium-sized village that is quite large for a village, but is still not big enough to be called a city.
My first impression of this village was that it seemed like a place where strangely intelligent people lived.
From the moment we entered the village, because our group was so unusual, we had an explanation of the kind that we were not suspicious people, that we were carrying out a mission for the church, and that we were just passing by for a while, so there was nothing to be afraid of…
We were buying goods at the market. There are also merchants who sell it.
There are also children playing in the neighborhood kicking around pig urine.
A woman carrying something like a water jar.
They all greeted each other kindly with smiles and passed by, but there was no feeling of special regard for this strange group of people.
Even the place I went to based on Dana’s information and found it to be a good inn had a more upscale atmosphere.
“Hehehehe. Welcome! Welcome to Wind Hall Inn. There are a total of seven people in the group. A troll, an elf, and a werewolf… Judging by their attire, are the two people behind you wizards? Is there a different type of room you would like? In particular, our inn has three rooms in the basement, the entire second floor is open, and there is even a room with an open wall right behind the fireplace. “Just tell us what room you want and we will prepare anything.”
“Uh… there aren’t any facilities we really need-”
“Oh. As expected, since it is near a facility similar to the Magic Tower, they are well prepared. Then there are two regular rooms, two rooms with exposed irrigation systems, a large room for trolls, and then… Aldrich. “Do you need a separate room?”
“Uh hmm. well. Warlocks don’t have many opportunities to use good inns, so… I wish it was a little darker. “So much so that there is no light at all.”
“yes! “We will prepare a room without windows at the end of the 3rd floor!”
“That’s right. Then prepare it there. “Is there any room for elves?”
“Hmm. We can’t even get there…”
“I understand. “Then let’s have three regular rooms.”
An inn that treated our unusual group with a suspiciously friendly attitude and even provided customized facilities.
And Otman uses it without any hesitation.
While Lucilla and Borca went to store their belongings in the warehouse, the professor quickly caught Otman and asked him what happened.
“What is this? “Did they really know we would come here and were preparing?”
“hmm? Could that be possible? How quickly we got here from the city of Siegfilund. There’s no need to do that in a village inn like this.”
“Then… what are all these suspicious facilities?”
“Well. “All villages full of wizards are like this.”
Ottman’s explanation that followed was truly spectacular.
So, in this town, the closest town to Wuthering Heights, the citizens are like ‘professionals in dealing with wizards’ who are skilled in communicating with ‘those’ crazy wind wizards, and their lifestyles have changed in various ways to maintain that relationship.
“It’s not to this extent, but there were many similar facilities in Tobrunn. Think about it. Wouldn’t there have been people at Tobrun’s Reed Flow Mage Tower who supplied fresh fish and aquatic plants every day? There were several similar facilities for wizards. Like an inn built on top of river water. “This is just a similar facility.”
“Unbelievable. I also heard that there are facilities customized for wizards near magic towers in various places… but this is it. “I feel sad as a warlock once again.”
As the group settled down at the table, Aldrich shook his head as he looked at the food that had been prepared before even ordering.
The innkeeper must have been creative based on Aldrich’s tendency to prefer dark places, and a delicious meal was set out in front of him, made only with ingredients grown in the shade, such as mushrooms, ferns, and burrow rabbits. Regardless of whether he was magically fit or not, the warlock, who had never received this level of sincere service, felt like he was about to cry.
The same goes for the rest of the group’s meals. Idrasil was given a bowl of fresh fruits and vegetables, Borka and Notum were given a steak cooked to blue rare with dripping blood, and Otman and the professor were given a menu centered on raw fish, of course.
The fact that the owner, who was not a wizard in the first place, knew right away how to respond just by looking at the characteristics of the party members, speaks volumes about how much this inn had suffered from and survived among those eccentric wind wizards.
Jump up!
“You’re a warrior!!! This crazy inn charges the warehouse rental and lodging fees five times as much as before! Five times more! Even if there are no other villages nearby, this is too much profit-”
“Five times more. “To the point of being conscientious.”
“Ten times. Even if I ask for twenty times more, I will still give it to you. This house… is truly worth it. When I leave, I should at least engrave a congratulatory message on the threshold. hmm.”
“Gwook. I’m sick of fish. Raw meat is good. Effort pays off. A businessman who makes sense. rare. Gwok.”
“to? uh???”
While Lucilla, an ‘ordinary person’ who did not know English, was confused, the group, who had experienced various inconveniences wherever they went due to their individual characteristics, were busy praising the Windhall Inn while enjoying the service tailored to each person for the first time in a long time.
Of course, the expression on the innkeeper’s face when he saw them did not change one bit and he just maintained a warm smile.
It was as if they were desperately trying to maintain service, as if they were not going to let down their guard at all.
That’s how the day came to an end in the village that was created for wizards and lives in relationships with wizards.
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“Quuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch!!!”
Six o’clock in the morning as usual. The professor woke up feeling like he had rested well for the first time in a long time. As soon as he got up, he took a dip in the water flowing beneath his feet.
with a splash!
“Uh huh … kill. Who said that a flowing water vein is not good? “When I die and am buried, I will ask to be buried in the land with the most water veins!”
I heard it was a room with an irrigation system running through it, so I thought it was a room with good water flow, but it turned out to be a room with the floor completely raised except for the bed and a small table. A large earthen pipe connected from upstream continues below the inn, providing a custom-made accommodation for water wizards that literally gives the feeling of sleeping right next to the river.
Sweet!
When I opened the window, a cold winter breeze blew in, but even that felt refreshing.
Wow –
the morning air is cool.
Cholcholchol –
I love the sound of a small stream flowing under my feet.
Paralock! Pop! Paralarak!
The pieces of paper fluttering like snow in the winter sky are also truly… truly…
“Huh?”
What is that? paper?
I thought I had seen something wrong, so I washed my face and watched it again.
Paralarak!
Whilick! Whirling!
Fall, fall!
I saw it right. In the sky, all kinds of paper were flying in the wind and flocking in one direction.
The small ones start from crumpled pieces of paper. The large one is a luxurious letter rolled up with a red ribbon and even a seal. Letters of all kinds were floating through the sky, causing a commotion in the early morning.
Flapping – fluttering –
Just then, a small letter was passing in front of me, flying like a butterfly. Without even thinking, I reached out for the letter…
“Huh!”
Tudadadadadak!
“Stop that hand right now!!!!!!”
“Wow! What are you crazy! “Wow!”
Cheer up!!
Craddangtangtang!
Just as I was about to grab the paper, I lost it because the innkeeper ran over like crazy and threw his whole body through the window.
“Heo, heo, heo, heo”
“What is it?” Master-”
“That’s what I’m going to say! Are you crazy? “You’re so determined to destroy me!!!”
The owner of the inn, who had always been smiling warmly since I met him yesterday, had gone somewhere. A bald man with fear-filled eyes and dripping cold sweat was holding me by the collar and shaking me.
“What are you talking about? You’re trying to touch ‘Felix’s gift’! “Are you excited to see the wizards come down from Home Felix?”
“No, I just wanted to know what that was…”
“You can’t tell me you came all this way and didn’t know about Felix Drixiel, the 8th rank Wind World wizard, and his legacy?”
“Uh… that….”
It was in the data, but…. ‘unreliable’, ‘information consisting only of rumors’. There was a big red label on the door that said, “Information source: [The Pungryu Travels of Saekcheonma]”, so I passed it on to look at it later. It was so hectic that I came here and there was a lot of other information to check. Right now, anyone can see that information such as the succession structure of the current 3-world empire would be much more important than ‘the tasteful travels of a Yas addict grandfather’, right? There were more than one or two things that needed to be seen.
When I spoke as if making excuses, the innkeeper’s eyes showed not only fear but even contempt.
“Have you seen such reckless people? Then what on earth did you come here for?”
“Uh… I came to visit ‘Felix Home’ on Wuthering Heights. “I have something to visit those people.”
Craddangtang!
“I’m out!” Go away, you evil spirits! How can I lead this inn so far! This is our family’s inn, how did we manage to maintain it among those wizards!!!! I can’t fail like this. Absolutely not! Get out! “Get out now!!!!”
The innkeeper, who seemed to have regained some composure, heard the sound of falling once more and his patience finally ran out.
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