Chapter 757,
Chapter 185. Remaining people (7)
Currently, there was not a single force watching Geomhwangji.
Since the contaminated areas of the world left behind by Gleec had not yet been cleaned up, the most serious black spot was completely out of the question.
“If you use this place as a drying yard, you won’t be checked by any force. From the outside, marriage is serious, so there is no reason to doubt it, and even if there is doubt, touching Geomhwangji can only mean that you will pretend to be with me.”
As Dante said, the symbolism of ‘the land where Ron fell’ was also important.
He did not dare to touch the burial place of a hero who saved the world without justification.
Dante toasts while filling Gin’s glass.
The two smiled and raised their glasses.
“The foundation work for the drying yard will be finished soon after our engineers, the Black Kings, and the Ghost Corps are put in anyway. Our researchers were very surprised to see Dr. Quaul’s blueprints and works.”
“He’s a nobleman with great genius.”
What the Imperial researchers looked at was not the blueprint for the Golden Fleet.
It was the blueprint for the underground dryer he had newly implemented and the high-tech equipment dedicated to drying.
Even with that alone, the Empire’s researchers couldn’t help but admire that the Bamal Alliance was already hiding centuries-old technology.
Combining the abilities of Valeria and Quaul was not wrong at all.
“I am just a little worried.”
“Is it because he is also of Ganesto’s blood, like the titular god?”
“okay. If Lord Fadler’s will is true, Dr. Quawl may one day become Ganesto’s puppet. And maybe…”
Jin paused and sighed.
“This could also apply to our riders, the offspring of the evil god. We must have shared some of Ganesto’s blood.”
Of course, that was the worst case scenario.
So far, no one other than Joshua had shown any signs of that, but it was clear that the rest of the riders were born on Rosa’s ship.
“It is a terrible story. However, I don’t think you and the rest of the riders have anything to do with it. If the character Rokia Ganesto had been able to intervene in your inner world, the bust wouldn’t have ended that way.”
“It is. Still, I will continue to come out through Valeria to check on the Horsemen, Dr. Quaul.”
So far, records have not shown any connection to Ganesto.
If Valeria doesn’t come out after finding the lore site and raising the record magic level to the maximum, you’ll be completely relieved.
“Don’t worry too much. In any case, the important thing now is to build manpower and supplies for mass production of ships.”
“I have something in mind.”
“What is it?”
“mirror.”
“The Sacred Colon?”
-[Yes. What this seal is blocking is me, the source of infinite magic power itself. And the ever-expanding magical power can erase the entire world at any time…]
These are the words Klamm, the god of magic, said at the time of the massacre of the Colon natives.
In the meantime, Jin has kept Klamm’s warning and refrained from using the ‘mirror’ as much as possible.
It has been used only once when it is really necessary to save colleagues and people.
“I didn’t say it was a dangerous thing.”
“that’s right. Just because you’re in a hurry, I don’t mean to use it at your own risk. We have secured our own means to use it safely.”
To be precise, it should be confirmed, not secured.
From the time he left the closed training in Lapra Rosa to now, Jin has achieved explosive growth.
Aura and magic aura in all areas.
As a result, Jin reached a state where he could control and absorb the seal of the solderlet blocking the magic of the mirror.
In addition, the safety device was double. Jin controls the sealing of the mirror, and even if an emergency occurs, the state of the mirror can be checked through record magic.
As Jin explained these things, Dante nodded.
“If you say it this far, you can use it without any problems. So, is it just a matter of manpower and resources?”
“Magicians from all over the world who have confirmed the existence of Valeria will come. Of course, that alone doesn’t solve all the manpower, so you’ll have to find someone yourself.”
“I will try to find out soon. Among the resources, items other than steel will somehow be able to be supplied in sufficient quantities even within the empire. Even if it is a bit difficult.”
The most important material was steel.
High-purity steel that does not deteriorate even when a large amount of mana is injected was the most needed for ship production.
I’ve already looked at it, but even with the combination of Runkandel and the Barmal Union, it was far from enough to fill the lack of steel.
In the first place, there was a feeling that it was insufficient even if it was used only for rebuilding the damage recovery area and supplying weapons, so to obtain steel, there was no choice but to trade with external forces.
“I plan to meet with Kingelo soon and negotiate that part.”
“If you are in charge of the negotiations, it will be a fairly unfair deal again.”
“Well, this time we don’t have too many cards to play, so if they become uncooperative, we have to take a low profile. In the first place, the act of requesting that much steel is in itself announcing the construction of the ship, so even negotiating is a burden.”
“hmm.”
“I’ll be meeting the Minche Blacksmith Association soon, and I hope we can get some of it at the price of Picon’s name…”
Dante clapped his hands as if something suddenly came to mind the moment Jin said that. match!
“uh?”
“what’s the matter? Dante.”
“Come to think of it, I remember hearing my grandfather say that when I was young!”
-under! Is there really no way to coax the Minche Blacksmith Association? How can our nose be so high while receiving all our protection! If the conversation goes well with only them, the empire’s steel holdings should far exceed those of the two great families.
-It is said that Sir Shiron’s exclusive contract was rejected several years ago. Don’t be too heartbroken.
-Calmine, you say comfort it now. Shiron was only rejected, but I was kicked out as soon as I talked about the exclusive! Shiron is scary and I am not afraid. Tsk! Grandson, come here and sing me a song. I can’t seem to get a feel for it at all.
– Yes, grandfather! What song can I sing you?
-The Geomhwang March, written and composed by you, would be good.
It happened when Dante was six years old.
When I explained the memory, Jin’s eyes twinkled.
“Is it the Black Pandemic? I really made that song at the age of six… No, that’s not the point. Did Sir Lorne really say that the Empire’s iron reserves exceed the two great families?”
“It is.”
“Even assuming that the entire Blacksmith Island where they are gathered is made of steel, this is a story that cannot be established, but is there something?”
“There is no way my grandfather would say anything without it, so he probably will!”
The fact that the ‘Minecraft Blacksmith Association’ possesses a huge amount of steel was originally something that Jin should have known even without this conversation. Because these were the contents recorded in the top-secret documents of Runcandel that were lost due to the bust.
Jin didn’t know that, but he felt his breath clear.
“Intuition comes. It seems like things will be easy.”
“Oh oh.”
“I’ll have to go to the blacksmith’s island right away.”
“Are you leaving now?”
“You should finish drinking Sir Ron. Let’s drink slowly. I have a lot to say to Sir Ron.”
“It’s busy at 1:00, so I think you’ll scold me for why you’re drinking here.”
“It’s a bit embarrassing, but it’s just one bottle anyway.”
The two giggled and drank the rest of the drink.
* * *
Blacksmith’s Island.
Located in an unprotected area along the border of the northern seas of the Empire, the island was not very large, with an area of about the size of a small city.
As an unprotected area, Blacksmith’s Island has always been protected by the Empire. Quite a huge amount of personnel and budget was put in, but from the perspective of the empire, even so, they had to be supplied with weapons from the association.
Not only the Empire, but Runcandel also periodically sent knights to eliminate monsters near the island, and even Jiple provided various assistance to the Association.
Even though they were provided with all that, they had never bowed their heads anywhere, so it was safe to say that the Minche Blacksmith Association was actually the most exclusive and proud group in the world.
Jin had arrived in the waters near the island on a motel with Siris Bin Blanche.
The island, seen from afar, had a gloomy feeling even though it was broad daylight.
“…Do those annoying writers really bow down just because of Picon-sama’s presence?”
Siris said. She, too, had visited the place with Talaris a few times and had unpleasant memories.
“I think there is a 90% chance, Mr. Siris.”
“That means it’s not 10%. They want to thank us for the bust, but they are so shameless.”
“Don’t worry too much, let’s go.”
I sent an official notice that ‘Picon Minche’ is going.
It must have been an official letter they had never received in the past thousand years after Picon’s death.
To be honest, when I arrived, Jin was a little nervous.
It was a well-known fact that the association was made up of Picon Minche’s fanatic followers, but it was unknown whether they would be able to win an exclusive contract ‘unconditionally’ as Siris said.
The moment the association refused, it came as a burden to have no choice but to make a deal with Kingelo.
As Mort swam to the port, the members of the Association who had come out ahead opened their ax eyes and glared at the party.
Jin looked at one of them.
It was a person with a tattoo in the shape of an ‘anvil’ on his forehead.
‘Is the author an anvil among fire hammer anvils?’
Even from the outside, the anvil gave a frustrating impression, as if the conversation wouldn’t work at all.
“Stop!”
“Are you the Sogaju of Runkandel?”
“Yes.”
“Present evidence to confirm your identity!”
Despite the obvious sight of a black coat with ten black swords embroidered on it, Moru took a rude attitude.
“The people next to you should also reveal their identities.”
“Siris Endormada, the lord of the Secret Palace.”
“I’m… Vin Blanche.”
“The Sogaju of Runcandel and the Sogoongju of the Secret Palace are allowed to enter, but Bin Blanche is not allowed. In particular, Runkandel’s Sogaju has a lot to tell us today! Are you saying that we are borrowing the weapons we provided to Runkandel without consulting you? Besides, that ridiculous official letter…”
Jin winked at Bin as if he had nothing more to say.
It meant that Picon should be manifested immediately.
Then, Bin Branche rolled his eyes and the state of incarnation began, and Moru shuddered as he watched Bin’s appearance change like a Picon.
“I… are you really Picon Minche…!”
[okay! I am the legendary blacksmith Picon Minche! Currently, he is also the god of blacksmiths.]
Flood!
Anvil and the association members sat down and blinked their eyes.
Moru did not even have any doubts about the appearance of Picon.
When Moru hurriedly changed his posture and knelt down, the members of the association quickly followed him.
Soon Moru said this and made Jin satisfied.
“From now on, everything in our association belongs to Picon, down to every grain of sand on this island. Please forgive me for not recognizing Picon from the start and showing disrespectful behavior.”
