Chapter.1 Oh, happy day! (8)
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Transaction refers to buying and selling. In general, a transaction involves adjusting the values of what the other person wants and what you want until they are similar and then exchanging the goods.
The problem in my case now is that I do not have what the other party wants in my hands. No, I have it, but I can never give it to you. What the troll wants is my fresh, tender meat, but I can’t give it to him, right?
[Left shin – fracture: recovering (contaminated bandage + splint (90%)]
‘Is the leg… still a long way off?’
90% is just a slight crack in the bone? You can run, but hit the ground as hard as you can. I am betting that it will break again at the moment. It is prey that falls while running away with its back turned. This means that even if that troll is the reincarnation of Buddha Jesus, it cannot tolerate it. In the
end, it means that a negotiation must be reached somehow.
“Uuu… “Give me the word! Give me!!!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Notum was angry at the lack of response to his words and was hitting the ground with his large hand to vent his anger.
‘What should I do? What should I do in the troll territory that has starved for four days? ‘You can drag my bleeding body out without giving me anything to eat?’
There must be a way. Because there is a way, it must be a quest. The troll is hungry right now and is very excited because it smells of blood. Moreover, it has starved for four days, so it must be a quest. There is no need to explain the evil voice –
‘Oh, wait a minute. Did you starve for four days? A troll?’
Something flashed through the professor’s mind as he thought desperately.
‘The characteristics of trolls are super strength and unbelievable regenerative ability. . High regenerative power means that the metabolism is active. It means that the body’s energy is consumed quickly. So, if a typical troll starves for even half a day, its evil nature explodes and its eyesight goes out to the point where it goes hunting outside the territory. However, it lasts for 4 days. Starved? That’s impossible even if you’re a rational troll!’
Even humans can’t think of anything other than food if they starve for three days. But a troll who becomes vicious the moment his stomach is empty starved for four days? It’s physically impossible.
‘The premise is wrong. ‘That’s it. Notum didn’t starve for the past four days. He ate something, but he didn’t like it!’
Gradually, the outline of the quest began to form in my head. With the thought that maybe, just maybe, I could survive here!
‘If my thoughts are right, I have to convince him.’
The professor gathered his thoughts for a moment and then opened his mouth:
“Hey… Notum?”
“Speak up, little big human.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down! You are right! Of course I have to give it to you! We are sorry, Notum. “Have you been hungry all this time?”
I spoke gently, and Notum nodded in agreement.
“Notum. It’s strong. Finding food is not difficult. Wolf, bear, squirrel and deer ate. Delicious people, one two three. I just let it pass by. The tasteless wolf, bear, squirrel and deer ate. Keep your promises. Notum’s stomach is strong. Notum’s tongue is hungry.”
also. Notum’s desire was closer to the realm of preference rather than the realm of instinct. They gave up delicious human meat for their favorite horse meat and filled their stomachs with wild animals they did not prefer.
‘There was a reason I walked through the forest defenseless for two hours and didn’t encounter a single wolf in this vicious game.’
“Okay Notum! “I’ll tell you!”
The professor stood up from where he was sitting and said, wiping the dirt off his clothes with his free hand. You must look as fine as possible. So that Notum can be seen as a conversation partner rather than food.
“Oooh! word! One Two Three Four Five! “Where are you?”
“Over there, over the hill! Not five, but ten! No, I prepared as many as 100!”
“W… ten? hundred????”
“Um… don’t you know that yet? That’s right, it means that we have prepared enough words to fill the forest we are in right now! Now think about it! word! “The forest is full of horses crying and crying!”
“The forest is full!”
“okay! The forest is full! “Enough to fill your fingers, enough to fill your toes!”
“Uuuuuu! “Goooo!!”
Notum pretended to count with his fingers, then smiled broadly and trembled.
‘It’s anticipation that’s kept this gourmet troll from messing with anyone passing through its territory for four days. The belief that if you persevere now, that perseverance will come back with greater rewards and more delicious food in the future. That belief served as a support in one corner of this troll’s rationality.’
Then what I have to do is decided. Inflating that expectation even further, I had to secure the troll’s rationality so that it wouldn’t break down, and then pull my body out through it. Fortunately, I would never meet Notum again, so there was no problem in writing as many blank checks as I wanted.
The troll, whose mouth was drooling as he wondered what he was imagining, said with his eyes sparkling.
“Notum is ready! “Where is the horse!”
“That… it’s over there…”
“Uh?”
Notum stared in the direction I pointed with my finger. The horizon beyond the wheat fields overflowing with wheat during the harvest season.
“Well… something bad happened to the Iron Man.”
“bad thing?”
“Yeah, it’s bad. Very, very bad thing. “Some bad guys showed up and stole Notum’s horse!”
“Okay? Are you stealing Notum’s food?”
“yes! “The reason the iron man can’t come here right now is because he’s guarding it to prevent bad guys from stealing any more horses!”
Notum seemed to be thinking about what I said for a moment, but his face suddenly became a hideous frown.
“Then you don’t say anything?”
‘If you say something wrong here, you will die!’
gulp!
“now! Not now! I’ll be able to get it all in by tomorrow! promise! It’s a promise, Notum! “I’ll be able to hear your words no matter what happens by this time tomorrow!”
‘After raising expectations sufficiently, take the risk. If Notum’s expectation of being able to eat a mountain of horse meat supports reason, success is achieved. If the desire for the meat right in front of you overpowers reason… I’ve made it this far, but it won’t work!’
I’ve done enough. In fact, if Notum’s intelligence had been a little higher, he wouldn’t have even attempted it. This is my best so far. If Notum reveals his evil nature once again… I don’t know. Then I’ll just turn off the game. Rather than feel the pain of being chewed alive, I would rather toil like a dog and pay Gange 700,000 shillings.
Still, I thought the chances of success were very high. Isn’t that why I cringe every time I hear the word ‘iron man’? No matter how high its intelligence, there is no way that training a wild man-eating monster would not have involved some degree of coercion. Perhaps he is aware of the difference in level between himself and the knight. And since I am a person related to such an ‘iron man’, I would have some level of resistance to being touched.
Notum, who briefly showed a very avant-garde scene called ‘the face of a troll in conflict between reason and instinct’, sighed so loudly that it really made the ground go down and stood up.
“Notum? “Where are we going?”
“Guh. Notum. hungry. “I’m going hunting.”
“So you’re saying you won’t eat me?”
Sigh –
‘He’s a troll with a lot of expressions.’
Notum, who turned his head with his back to me, still had a slightly regretful expression on his face.
“Notum. wise. A mountain of words hehehe! This is a living horse. The iron man listened to my request. Then Notum is also waiting.”
“A living horse? ask?”
“Geuuk. A living horse. So far, all they have given is dead words. Torn words, cut words, puffy words, words full of strange things. Notum eats anything, but it tastes best when it is alive. So I asked the iron man for a live horse. That’s right.”
It seems that the group that managed this troll gave Notum dead horse meat for various purposes.
‘It’s very efficient. The price of a living horse and a dead horse is very different. ‘You put some effort into clearing a forest full of dangerous wild animals with just a few pennies of horse meat?’
Trolls are creatures that value their territory. As long as Notum continues to settle here, the probability that orcs or other trolls will make a new home near here will be significantly reduced, and if he gets hungry every now and then, he will automatically clean out the wild animals in the forest, so no matter how you look at it, it is worth a lot more than the price of horse meat. It’s beneficial.
‘The identity of the Iron Man is likely from the Turan lord’s side.’
As things turned out like this, I felt fortunate that I had not been able to attack Notum due to lack of strength. Considering the current situation, it is safe to view this troll called Notum as the lord’s property.
What if you came as an ordinary, well-developed character and met Notum, who rushed at you because he was hungry? After cutting it up without thinking, he was beaten by the knights sent by the angry lord and hung on the castle gate.
Well, whatever. Now that we’ve completely passed the dangerous part.
Looking at Notum’s nose twitching, it looks like he’s still in pain from the smell of blood, but now that the situation has been resolved, it’s good for both of us if he leaves quickly.
“Then I assume that’s the case, just wait until tomorrow, Notum! I’m going!”
The professor said that and quickly got up from his seat.
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Notum was staring at the professor who was fumbling around with his cane and loose splints. Arms and legs that look uncomfortable at first glance and still smell of fresh blood. Notum felt an uncomfortable feeling that he didn’t know what it was.
“…That’s right.”
The professor, who was about to leave in a hurry, suddenly turned his shoulder. Before he knew it, Notum had approached him and was holding his shoulder.
‘Shit! Got caught! No matter how low your intelligence may be, the mountain of words is too much! Do it in moderation! ‘I should have faked it in more detail!’
A professor who ponders the regret that comes like a wave in an instant. Notum, who was quietly looking at the professor, opened his mouth.
“Little big human. “I’m hurt.”
“Uh oh! this! “It’s no big deal!”
A professor who desperately denies it.
Notum shook his head. Iron man. strong. Enough to cut down the tree that Notum was swinging with a small skewer. They say that bad guys stole the horse, and if even such a strong iron man can’t leave his place, then the bad guys are strong too. The little big man was injured while keeping Notum’s word.
Notum looked down at the small, large human that barely reached his waist. A weak and injured little creature. However, with his injured body like that, he remembered his promise to Notum and came out of the stone nest and came to Notum’s territory.
“Little big human. I was hurt a lot. “I have no strength.”
“Oh no! I’m still fine! Look at these muscles! “You’re saying it won’t chew well?”
Suddenly, an unfamiliar feeling that he had never felt before rose up in Notum’s heart. It feels like a small creature that can’t even control its own body is writhing in front of my eyes. The sight of that fragile being struggling for himself tickled my heart.
“Geuuu….”
Buck, buck, boom!
Notum, who was scratching his chest with a strange feeling, spoke to the professor, who was now almost in a panic.
“Little Big Man.”
“Oh, no! A mountain of horse meat! Think horse meat! please!”
“The road is dangerous. “Come with me.”
Notum didn’t know it, but it was a feeling people called ‘motherly love.’
“…..what?”
Notum was female.
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Boom! Coo!
autumn. The season when golden wheat fields burst out laughing at the whisper of the wind and the spotless clear sky spreads out like a lake.
It was a landscape that anyone who had seen the barren wasteland for years could not take their eyes off, but the professor had no intention of writing about such a beautiful landscape.
“Um… Notum? “There’s no need to bring me here like this…”
“A small, big human is weak. Notum is strong. “I will crush the bad guy in Nottum and get his word.”
A line of deep sorrow appeared on the professor’s forehead as he listened to Notum’s words.
Oh my god. Perfect until the end! I thought it was summarized so well that it was worthy of being called a super play!
“Eat a lot of little big human meat. Notum gives you a horse.”
“Thank you, hahaha….”
Damn. How did this happen?
– professor: Hey viewers. Does anyone know anything about this situation?
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Oh, I’m really dying hahaha
– takealook: Hey, this is Mr.
Noru Drug: Oh, if you’ve done this much, you should see that I stopped chatting haha
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Professor The devilish man!
– Heungan Mandu: Even monsters that eat people are not safe in front of him! What is his defensive range?
– professor: Notum is a female?
– Soy sauce gay bar: Can’t you tell just by looking at it? You have breasts and long eyelashes.
– Professor: How did you see something I couldn’t see? And how is that a chest? It’s the pectoralis major muscle.
– Holly: Hahahahahaha
then that’s right.
Earlier, in the forest, I was having a mental breakdown, so I couldn’t stand the posts in the chat window, so I closed it for a while, but perhaps it was unfair that they were talking among themselves, and no one seemed to want to help them.
Boom boom!
The professor closed his eyes tightly, feeling motion sick as his gaze waved up and down on Notum’s shoulder.
‘What happens if we go to the city like this?’
First of all, Notum is a troll. A complete monster, both in appearance and behavior. Even if you go near the city, alarm bells will ring and guards and knights will come rushing out. Me, standing on Notum’s shoulders…
‘I’m sure he’ll be a warlock.’
Warlocks are the main enemy group in World 3. World 3 is largely divided into three parts.
The era of the great war that began with the territorial war between the Cephalin Three Kingdoms, which declared war in defiance of the peace treaty signed at the end of World 2, is the period from 121 to 124 on the solar calendar, called the Spring and Autumn Warring States period in the community.
Due to the resources consumed by three years of endless war, the resentment between countries and cities reached its peak, and there was a lull, and the era of the black magicians who began their activities during a time of chaos in the solar calendar was from the end of 124 to 127 of the solar calendar.
It was between 127 and 130 when the full-scale destruction of World 3 began due to a large-scale invasion of the Mutation Bloods, commonly known as Mute, the creatures they created, unable to stop the power of the warlocks.
World 3 can be broadly summarized like this. I haven’t figured out what era it is now, but seeing that the highway is so peaceful, it seems like it’s at least not the era of great war. If so, it was likely the era of warlocks.
‘It is time for the leaders of each country to begin to understand the movements of the warlocks who were thought to have been eradicated 70 years ago.’
In such a situation, who would enter the city looking like a warlock? Oh, it’s 100 times better to just commit suicide. It is said that knights of this era learned torture through culture.
For that reason, it is better to leave Notum while it is still outside the city limits.
But….
“Okay. There is a soft swamp in my realm of little big humans. There we met many injured animals. When you receive the word, you go there too. “If you eat meat and soak, you will get better quickly. That’s right.”
‘No, so why on earth are you doing that to me?!’
No matter how I looked at it, this troll didn’t seem to have any intention of letting me go.
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