CH 277
Volume 12 Episode 5
asked Samit.
“Do you know what ‘magic difference’ is?”
“… … horsepower?”
You probably don’t know.
[Magic difference… … I can’t tell just by hearing the name. Can you explain?]
Because even our master doesn’t know.
Horsepower, it doesn’t matter.
“It was made by an artifact maker in the Kingdom of Teslan, 240 years ago. I only saw it as a damaged record, so I don’t know the details, but it definitely existed.”
It became like lecture time, but I thought it was just that.
Not once or twice.
“To put it simply, it is a carriage that runs without horses.”
[A carriage running without horses?]
“Yes. It is said that it is an object that uses a magic circle to make the wheels compatible and controls the direction with the cockpit installed on the wagon. You said that you also need a scientific device called an organ in the middle, isn’t the idea okay?”
Master’s expression became serious.
surely.
[It’s okay. Horseless horse-drawn carriage… … That could have been the beginning of the real magic era.]
“The Age of Magic, you have a good sense of humor. Perhaps it was just as Master said. But.”
[I must have blocked it. nobles.]
“To be precise, the king of Tesla at the time blocked it. Because he didn’t want to change. When it comes to wagons, it is common sense that horses are led, and if you change it, chain changes will occur in the military sector or in various fields, and if something goes wrong or something happens, you don’t want to bear it. In fact, the biggest reason is money.”
[It’s money… … That’s right. money. I’m sure money will be a problem.”
There is no reason to call it an Artifact if it is made with a snap.
“The creator was a circle 8 mana user, but at that time, there was a time when various national battles were taking place, so there was no time to put in high circle mana users similar to that. But if I had researched and improved it, a lot would have changed. But neither the king nor the nobles robbed anyone. A lot would have changed if they had robbed their private money, but they turned away. So the interest naturally withered, and that’s how it disappeared.”
As an aside, the producer was taken to the battlefield, where he died screaming.
It’s absurd, but obviously the horsepower difference hasn’t been commercialized.
The record I said was also a record, it was just someone’s memoir-like diary, and there were only a few short lines in it.
let’s see something else
“It’s Samit.”
“Why?”
“Do you think it makes sense to spend millions of gold on a single magic channel?”
Samit did not respond verbally, only shook his head from side to side.
Even if it is an artifact that can have a conversation at a distance, millions are too much.
It’s also overdone.
“Can only wizards who are masters be able to craft? dog shit. you know enough As long as a wizard who can make communication tools casts a kind of mold, mass production is possible if they are at least high-circle wizards.”
“… … As blacksmiths called artisans tell their disciples?”
“Yeah, like a blacksmith.”
Samit had no choice but to nod his head. Because it was a very appropriate example and it wasn’t wrong.
“But millions of gold? Why? The reason is nothing. Mana users’ stubbornness. It’s also because of the stubbornness of the masters and trash with a sense of choice that only those in power should enjoy good things.”
This is also a joke.
“That’s why I don’t really like this generation of mana users. To the extent that I want to kill 90% of them and raise them as new children.”
“Anyway, with that kind of mindset, the world doesn’t progress. stupid bird… … Hey, what’s wrong with your face? Do I really want to kill all the mana users? I’m not that crazy.”
Samit was looking at me with a serious expression, and my master looked at me with complicated eyes as if something was bothering him.
Serious and complex expressions.
Similar but slightly different… … Oh jin, why are you all like this?
What I said earlier is a joke.
about 50%.
“then.”
“then?”
Samit paused for a moment, and continued speaking with a serious expression on his face.
“What kind of world do you want, the world you want to create while controlling your back?”
smirk, smiled.
Because the world I want to create is such a dream-like world that I can laugh naturally like this.
“First, we give everyone a ‘minimum chance’.”
I turned around and looked at the moon.
“A world in which the capable people are not treated unfairly, the happiness of the many is prioritized over the few, and the basic ‘human rights’ of individuals are guaranteed.”
“A world where there are no powerful people sacrificing the people they have to manage in order to increase their belly, a world led by elites with the three elements of temperance, courage, and wisdom. Yes, your expression speaks for itself. It’s a dream-like world.”
Truly, Samit was speaking with his expression on his face.
“… … You were a dreamer.”
pu ha ha.
laughed out loud
stargazer.
That’s right, I’m a dreamer.
And long ago, the dreamer was called a storyteller.
When I first met Master in this life, Master called me a storyteller, so they are very similar.
“There is only one thing necessary for such a world to be created.”
“one thing?”
“uh.”
That one thing is not a big deal.
“A monarch who is not swayed by emotions and can sacrifice something precious for something greater, and furthermore, a monarch with a heart who can set the same standard of justice as he did to others when someone he cherishes commits a mistake. ”
“Iron-blooded, lord?”
shrugged.
“If such a monarch perseveres from above, and if he sets his destination in the right direction, the world I want can become the world I want. So now I’m looking for a kid like that, but I can’t find him.”
So, although I am raising a few people. Well.
As he was thinking about it, Samit with a serious expression asked in a serious tone.
“Isn’t it supposed to be you?”
“A monarch like that, shouldn’t it be you? He has a direction, and you have so many followers, so why not become a monarch? Why are you hiding behind yourselves, claiming to be a darkness, without establishing a nation?”
this question.
why didn’t you
Abeiru asked the same question, but he knew roughly about me.
So I didn’t ask this deeply, but Samit must have been different.
“Why don’t I make a country, it’s simple. I can’t do that.”
“what?”
“Sacrifice something precious to me for the symbol of the country and the unknown people belonging to that country, I am not confident in doing that.”
What if we put our sister or Master on one side and all the people of the continent on the other side?
If there was a situation where I had to solve the problem that one of them had to be killed unconditionally, I would kill all the people on the continent without hesitation for even a second.
Or I’ll find the guy who made that problem and tear it up into a hundred pieces.
“That’s why I’m not building a country now and not becoming a king. That’s the difference between a warrior and a king. Do you know what car it is?”
“… … Are you contradicting yourself to create a world that is ideal for being a warrior and not a king?”
“It’s similar. There is a contradiction at every beginning.”
The story just got complicated.
just that
In my current position with few people in charge, I can do everything, um.
It’s a little hard to say with my own mouth, but right now I’m just a saengyangachi.
Rather than rationalizing well, he’s the kind of guy who just does what he does.
“But really if.”
“If the?”
“If there is a situation where you have to sacrifice something precious, if you have to sacrifice something precious unconditionally, if you don’t sacrifice it, if you lose another precious thing, if you can make a decision calmly in such a situation.”
turned his head
I’ve been thinking about it before.
The moonlight is so beautiful.
“If that’s the case, then I will become a monarch. That’s the real lord I want.”
It became strangely sentimental, what more can I say than that?
It must have been after returning, or something strange has occurred.
The name of the disease is human resource discovery disease.
It seems to me that it is almost serious now that my eyes go away when I see only good kids.
And now.
I see a talented person in front of me.
I see it
once on hold.
“I ate well.”
As it was, he stretched out his hand toward our master.
“Shall we go?”
[I mean.]
Naturally, Master’s small hand grabs my hand.
So me and Master left the castle.
I’m sorry for Samit, who was in deep thought.
didn’t even care.
All the nerves in my body were focused on Master’s hand, which was in contact with mine.
Samit, I’m sorry.
chapter 3
As we left the city, something unexpected happened.
“Hey, you’re pretty.”
“Have we ever seen one? I think I am.”
Two bastards approached me with common work messages.
“Did you see it at the bar over there?”
“I think I saw it too, but do you know who I am?”
I don’t know who you are, but how will our master know?
Just looking at it, the clothes I’m wearing are quite old-fashioned.
It’s like an aristocrat’s son, but what’s even funnier.
As I was smiling like this, a blonde-haired bastard, who was staring at me, came to my side and slid my shoulder.
It was as if the intention was to turn off the folding screen.
Why is this funny, because I didn’t push it.
“••••••uh?”
Why doesn’t this work? At the expression of the blonde hair making this kind of expression, he finally burst into laughter with his upbringing.
In fact, it just didn’t happen, but if I had continued to go out with Master like this, something like this would have unconditionally happened someday.
Because our master was that beautiful.
Guess I’ll have to give these two a little hug first.
Previously.
“Are you sure you don’t know much about geography here?”
“••••••What?”
I didn’t even have to ask twice.
well you know therefore.
let’s get it right
The youngest son of a marquisist