Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint Chapter 17

EP.17 That’s the answer Alchemist

Today’s class was good. It was when I was about to leave the door, fully stretched. The vampire’s voice called to me.

[Is there anything today?]

“Nothing?”

[Literally anything. Something strange.]

‘The story of the clothes and needles I heard yesterday was quite interesting. He also has a knack for talking. What other stories do you have?’

The vampire, who had been kept away from the world in a coffin for hundreds of years, seems to have liked the story I told her yesterday. She was holding on to me like a lonely old woman.

No, let’s expect it that way. Not all the stories I’m going to tell are interesting. I don’t even have anything to talk about.

I said scratching my head.

“It’s strange. Shall I teach you some magic?”

[Magic?]

I thought you wouldn’t be interested in it. Vampires and regressors showed interest at the same time. Oh, this much attention is burdensome.

“Don’t expect it. The only magic I can teach you is the military ritual magic you learn in secondary school.”

‘no way. Tsk. I also call it unique magic.’

The regressor’s interest quickly faded. Her eyes were so high that she didn’t seem to care about the mundane techniques that people like me use.

While listening to the evaluation of ‘Bumjae who wrote his talent ahead of time’ when he was among ‘them’. Heung Gi-Yeon-Tum-Tum-Bum Jae-Returner. Good luck.

On the other hand, what about What is the reaction of a vampire who is so exemplary and beautiful?

[Yes, you can use magic?!]

Humans tend to look upward to motivate themselves, and look downward to find a sense of security. For me, the lower part is a suspiciously old vampire.

iced coffee. filled with pride The modern genius theory is real. It’s because the ancient vampire thinks and feels that I’m a genius.

He said, feeling his heart swell.

“yes. I can use magic.”

Then the regressor snorted.

‘It’s a military ritual magic that dogs and cows learn. Showing off with such useless magic…’

Even though he wasn’t even a dog or a cow in the first round. Do you want to become a rat kicked to death by a cow’s hind leg?

you just go why are you still listening to me here

If you’re going to stay and take classes, I’d like you to refer to the vampire’s reaction. You have to react like that to have the taste to explain.

[Magic is a product of mystery, and only deep sages could approach it! That something like you handles things that even I couldn’t write?]

“Something like you. Even if I look at it like this, I used to put some strength on my shoulders where I was originally, right?”

I’m a criminal in the military, and I’m crawling around here, but I didn’t miss the first place in the entire school at the secondary military school. Even after I dropped out there, there was no one who didn’t know about back alley magicians.

Although he was famous for being more like a clown than a wise man…

“And I’m not particularly special. How many people besides me can use magic? It’s magic to try it once when you enter middle school.”

I just said ordinary ‘common sense’, but the vampire was surprised as if he was facing the end of the world.

[Everyone… try it once? Magic?]

“Of course.”

[How many of them are there?]

“The secondary school I went to had two hundred students per grade, and there are ten such schools… Yes. We have at least two thousand magic population.”

[This thousand…]

The vampire was genuinely surprised and stuck out his tongue.

[Two thousand wizards. That’s more than the population of a decent city.]

“These days, the population of 2,000 doesn’t even fit into the city axis. How much did the population increase? It would be about 2,000 to go to the outskirts of the countryside. And you seem to be mistaken.”

Two thousand in one school year.

Oops. Back then, there was no concept of school and grade. That misunderstanding had to be corrected.

“The total magical population is not 2,000, but only 2,000 13-year-olds attending secondary military schools. The 14-year-olds who are a year older than him have the same number of wizards, and those who are a year older than him also…” [

Nonsense! So, are you saying that there are as many as 100,000 wizards?!]

“The population that can use magic, not even wizards? Among them, there are not many people who learn magic professionally.”

[Still, 100,000. 100,000…]

In the past, there were many cases where the population of a country was less than 100,000. It’s not unreasonable to be surprised. I shrugged and said.

“What about this? A thousand years of time is such a gap.”

thank you civilization Precious human history that put me a thousand years ahead of vampires.

While he was bragging about it for a while, there was a voice that interrupted without notice.

“Don’t keep encouraging misunderstandings. There are very few of them who have a talent for magic.”

The regressor stepped out.

I really learned magic, so why do I hit it like this? She scolded him as if he couldn’t stand it unless he put himself down.

“If you try magic, most people will not be able to do it properly. Talent is the most important area, so there are many people who only learn the basics and put magic aside. It’s better to learn combat and strategy while learning those things.”

To me, it seemed like he was aiming for devaluation, but unfortunately, even that was a mystery to the vampire.

[You give up even if you take the opportunity to learn magic? Is that possible…?]

“Ah, that’s it. It’s long to explain. hmm.”

This time I intervened.

“When knowledge becomes more common than stones by the roadside, people tend to care for it as well.”

[Even though it’s clear that it will become power if you learn it?]

“It must mean that power is also a product that follows economic logic. If it’s not precious, there’s no need to get it.”

[Huh. It’s a strange perspective…]

“Isn’t that a changed world?”

[Well then. Maybe.]

When I said it insignificantly, the vampire inside the coffin hesitantly opened its mouth.

Like a greedy girl who covets what she shouldn’t want, or a timid girl who blames herself for being greedy just because she desires.

[If someone like me asks to learn… will you teach me?]

“Don’t Tyrkanjaka trainees learn magic?”

[Not that I intend to use it. I just want to learn once. Just like everyone else learns at that school…]

“Ah. He said he wants to become a scholar.”

People who didn’t learn in time have regrets. It may not seem like a big deal from the point of view of living in modern times, but lingering feelings are added as much as the years that have passed. I was scratching my head.

“To go to school, Tirkanjaka trainees will have to solve the resident registration problem first, but…”

That’s difficult. Because the resident registration in the military is quite strict. Well, if it’s at the level of a vampire, it’s not difficult to have a status even in a strict military state. He replied, shrugging his shoulders.

“If you want to learn, you don’t have to choose a school. You can learn enough at private academies as long as you pay.”

[Really?]

Knowledge has become commonplace, but it is still not as valuable as stones. From the 3rd level tactical grade magician, the military government does not tell them tightly, but private academies teach up to the 2nd level combat grade magician.

when i shrugged

[then. Could you teach me magic once?]

“Yes? Me?”

[Yes. You and Shay are the only windows I am in contact with the world right now.] A

thousand-year-old vampire and every act recorded in legend teaches magic to the progenitor? I?

nonsense. I’m good at theory, but I’m young in practice. I was the one who eventually had to drop out because I could only use level 0 phenomenon level magic even after digging into the magic teacher’s thoughts with my ability to read thoughts.

This is not even modesty. No matter how much my major is not magic, if I show that I can barely use a 0-level magician, I might doubt my skills. It is something that should be avoided unconditionally.

That was when I tried to say no.

‘Did I say it costs money? Does not matter. Gold is full and overflowing….’

Money.

It always has been. Gold is a metal that blinds people.

Standing on top of a person’s head, allowing the steel to be stained with human blood, and remaining aloof alone, the heinous booty that is transferred to the other head.

It is money that even decent people despise but do not stay away from. The same goes for serious and thoughtful people like me.

In an instant, he changed his attitude and clenched his fists and placed his hand on his chest.

“I can teach it to Tyrkanjaka trainees as well.”

Then he curled his fingers and wiggled them slightly.

“Oh, but this. No matter how much the instructor is, it’s okay to teach magic with your bare hands. The higher the level, the higher the security level. A bit of a price.”

[Are you asking for gold?]

“Not necessarily. Just about sex. I will be inclined to do so.”

It was a very deceptive tone. To the extent that the regressor clicked his tongue and glared at me. You don’t even have to read thoughts. It seems that the author of the military officer is trying to accuse the other pocket.

But isn’t it?

A few hundred years ago, back money was ‘common sense’ in the past.

[It’s modest enough for gold. Got it.]

Chick-gigg. The lid of the coffin was opened at an angle with a sound. Inside, where the darkness still swelled, a black hand placed something on it and floated up.

really? Are you really giving

After all, a crisis is an opportunity. The risk of having to live in the same space as a thousand-year-old vampire is equal to the opportunity to betray an ignorant old rich man!

He desperately concealed his desire to fret and focused on the object the black hand was carrying. It was… a golden crown that was dripping with grace just by looking at it.

It’s a windfall. I cleared my throat to keep the joy from leaking out.

“It looks like a burial item since it was taken out of the coffin. ouch!”

[Enough with the noise.]

That’s not until you need to throw the crown. What if this precious thing gets scratched? I wondered if I would get my fingerprints on, so I pulled out my sleeve and took the crown with great care.

oh my god. this heaviness. really a crown If this is all gold, no matter how much the price drops because of alchemy…

…Wait a minute.

Alchemy 1,000 years ago, the technical gap and that strangely arrogant attitude…

No way. I examined the golden crown with a very curious mind.

Ah, why are bad premonitions not wrong?

“This is fake!”

[…?]

“Come to think of it, it was gold before the pension revolution, right? Then it’s fake gold! Oh, how about this!”

The vampire was genuinely perplexed.

[All gold is the same, so how can fake gold and real gold be separated?]

“It was divided. A hundred years ago.”

[What what. No way.]

‘Couldn’t keep up with the times again… is that so? Is this a pattern again…?’

I felt like I had been cheated, so I thought I would vent my anger, but when I read my thoughts, I felt so pitiful that I didn’t even have the energy to do so. Yes, I lost a little of my money, but the vampire lost everything.

In this case, mind reading is a pity. If I didn’t know at all, I’d just turn it around until not a single tear came out.

Whew. it’s my seller I was thinking of getting some money.

“Originally, they should be arrested for counterfeiting gold coins, but when Tyrkanjaka trainees lived, they had no knowledge of alchemy, so I’ll move on. Now look.”

I drew an asterisk in the middle of the crown with my finger. If it’s perfect gold, it’s normal if your hands don’t get anything on it, but for some reason it turned red as if it had been burned with a hot iron.

“Speaking of gold, it is shiny and heavy. Probably the third and fourth corners. Well, it’s definitely old alchemy, so the alchemy level is low. I can solve it too.”

Tap the third and fourth corners. I scratched the front and back with my fingernail and turned it once. Took. Finally, as I pushed magic power along the line, the gold crown started to change color as it melted.

What was revealed there was dark metal that gave off a dull glow.

It was a mithril, a much more useful, frequently used, and cheaper magic-transmitting metal than gold. It’s obviously several times better than gold… but thanks to that, it’s an unfortunate metal that has moved away from precious metals.

I put it on the table and said.

“Mithril is a metal with excellent magical power conductivity. It’s so brilliant that if you use alchemy with it, you can imitate all the metals in the world. Of course, the most imitated is gold. However, even mithril was rare back then, so even if fake gold was mixed with gold, it didn’t stand out that much. That’s how the fake gold mithril was released on the market.

Then one day, an alchemist who wanted to touch bigger money came up with a brilliant idea. Real gold is difficult to make, so they made mithril, turned it into gold, and tried to sell it. Well, since mithril was a difficult metal to make, it seemed like his efforts would end in vain.”

Unfortunately, it worked.

An annuity pattern was revealed.

Estimate 3 levels. Alchemists who knew how to do it in moderation produced mithril. Although it was a domestic industry, the steady supply lowered the price.

Gold holders feared this change. I was still, but my wealth was decreasing over half-life. Some of the quick news were indignant and tried to find out what was going on.

“And the moment he realized the truth, he immediately shut up and started selling the gold he had.”

[Why? Without condemning the alchemists who created fake gold?]

“Because I should have disposed of all my gold before others knew it was fake. If you condemn, other people will find out, right?”

[The gold he owns is fake. Did you sell it even knowing it?]

“I know, I sold it.”

It’s stupid to stay still when the money you’ve accumulated is evaporating in real time. No wonder.

[However, who bought the fake gold knowing it was real? They probably wouldn’t have stayed still either.]

“Correct answer!”

You have a great desire to learn. It is worthwhile to teach. I spread both hands with a smile on my face.

“What happened after that is hard to say. The one who bought was angry, and the one who sold was reckless, and the two fought and quarreled and started a war. It wasn’t even a complete mess. According to one historian, blood was shed as much as the weight of gold that existed until then.”

anyway. I said, waving the crown made of mithril.

“To put it simply, the price of mithril is now the price of gum. With a bit of bravado, it’s about the same price as a pyre.”

In other words, most of the vampire’s property became the price of shit. I looked at the vampire with regretful eyes while lamenting my regret.

In the case of alcohol, salted seafood, or antiques, their value may increase if they are properly aged. But, as with providence, too much time will spoil everything. A thousand years is too long.

The vampire paused for a while before opening his mouth.

[From history to alchemy… How do you know all this? No way.]

Oh, even in the midst of this, I am curious. I was happy with that attitude, so I nodded my head broadly.

“that’s right. I also learned this at ‘school’.”

[Again!]

“It’s not just alchemy. Mathematics, Biology, Natural Sciences, Foreign Languages, Magic, Mechanical Engineering, Ballistics, etc. It’s all taught in secondary school.”

[What the hell… what is that school? Is it a place where talented children from all over the world come to learn? Is the Tower of the Sage a place like that?]

“No? Anyone between the ages of 14 and 17 who graduated from elementary school with excellent grades can enter.”

[This is ridiculous.]

The voice from the coffin became quieter than before, probably because of the great shock. It must have been a bit of a culture shock.

Well, at that time, learning something was something that only the very high-ranking people could do. The road to learning was narrow, winding, and arduous. It was even closed there, so there were many cases of despair at the tightly closed door even when you reached the end of the road.

Is it better now compared to then?

“anyway. Did you know? I’m sorry. Whoa. It was hard. Today is also closed.”

[Ugh. Wait.]

The vampire tried to cross-validate the regressor to see if he could not easily accept the changed world.

[Shay. Is that… true?]

“…Everything is true. but.”

‘Even if you’ve learned, there aren’t many people who can do it as skillfully as that man. The military seeks specialization. Dig deep into the field that suits each person’s aptitude. It’s strange that he’s good at alchemy and magic while being able to take my sword

. what the. I can’t even imagine how much he would have treated me like a bug if he couldn’t deflect the knife.

Oh, then your arm must have been cut off. It must have become a real earth-crawling worm.

“But it’s not as great a place as he said. If you expect it, you will be greatly disappointed.”

The regressor said indifferently. In fact, it’s a normal place, so I didn’t really refute it.

The admiring vampire expressed a sudden question.

[Shay, did you go to a secondary military school? Are the two of you alumni?]

“No, I only went to elementary school.”

[Ah… I see.]

‘Mmm. surely. It is different from the horse. It seems that there is a gap between the two…’

The vampire dragged on as if he was sorry. The regressor, who noticed the sadness hidden in that tone, hurriedly made an excuse.

“no?! The reason I only attended elementary school was because I came from an orphanage and didn’t have tuition!”

[No.]

“No! I mean! I had no reason to go all the way to secondary school! It was enough without it!”

[i get it. Don’t worry. I’ll work hard to teach you blood manipulation to the extent that I can reach it.]

“So no!”

Haha, I wasn’t trying to brag. It has become like this. I said, wiping my nose.

“FYI, I also had no parents, but I received a scholarship. I was ranked first in the whole school until the middle school.”

“You are shutting up!”

“The riper the rice, the lower its head, and the more stuffed the bag is, the quieter it is when it shakes…. If you really want it, I will be quiet.”

“Is that going to happen?!”

People who haven’t learned this. ha.

As instructed, she sighed quietly, but the regressor didn’t even seem to like it.