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Episode 351: I will tell God (9)

“It wasn’t a torn body, but it was wrapped properly and moistened so it was easy to carry, so why is it so unusual?”

“….”

Can’t you hear something over there? Like the sound of my glass heart cracking?

“…I don’t think it is appropriate to use the expression ‘wrapped up and given away’ in front of the deceased.”

Of course, considering the times, world, his origins, and his upbringing, those words could never have been said with malicious intent. Yes, I knew that, so I watched it too.

My eyes glanced over at the Meister before returning to the coffin in front of me. It was a hastily prepared coffin because I didn’t want to put it in just wrapped in cloth.

Well, there were only a few coffins in the finished state, and due to a problem with the specifications, I ended up buying the most expensive pine coffin… I spent a bit of money, but I felt at ease.

I don’t know much about this person’s circumstances, but… it’s not right for him to be treated like a burden after he dies.

“Okay… but no matter how much I think about it, I think you were scammed? “It’s clear that he deliberately said he only had an expensive pine coffin, even though he had a paulownia coffin.”

“Does not matter.”

“Oh my…”

After checking the state of the body for the final time, I closed the coffin lid. The scent of the flowers I had placed was completely contained, and the inventory that had been empty was full.

The feeling of subtle discomfort that the body was in the inventory was mixed with the feeling of pride that I had succeeded in Inventory Tetris.

“Let’s go now.”

Anyway, everything that needs to be done with this is done. The promised time is almost over.

“Like that.”

The meister who was watching me leisurely followed me. He looked very tired as he yawned, but that wasn’t a pity.

Even though I told him not to follow me, he was the one who kept chasing me to steal the ingredients. In fact, they didn’t just stop at words, they succeeded in charging me about 400,000 gal for the money.

As expected, he is not a guy worth worrying about.

“Are you here!”

“Am I the last one? “I’m sorry.”

“Oh no. “The food hasn’t even come out yet.”

When I went down to the restaurant, I saw a group of people gathered together. The only items on the table are appetizer-like salad and sausage bread.

“Did you get the target?”

“yes.”

Separately, in the north, you might only eat warm food, but surprisingly, cold food is more common. Is it because it’s difficult to reheat and eat it every time?

I spread Suzma on bread while mulling over random thoughts. Similar to Greek yogurt, it is something I can comfortably eat. Although it’s a lot… cold.

“Hold this.”

“That bastard… no, that friend worked hard since dawn to save him.”

At that time, the Archmage pushed the freshly served bowl towards me. Danielle, who has applied fatigue under her eyes, is justifying her actions.

“Why are you saying that?!”

“It’s not something worth hiding, is it?”

“Be frugal.”

Anyway, what they gave me was a dish of steamed fish flesh coated with spices. It was a dish that northerners did not prefer and therefore this restaurant did not serve it either.

“But still…”

So who prepared this? I caught a glimpse of the Deathbringer, whose neck was red from embarrassment. What should I say? I was quite moved.

“thanks. “Eat well.”

“Nothing to say….”

“I’d like to thank you too.”

“I didn’t do anything…”

“I guess we should have gone together.”

“Go ahead and try it!”

The sleep-deprived face is proof. I smiled faintly at their consideration. Still, I no longer heard the devil.

It was truly a meal full of warmth.

“You came to the right place.”

However, the Magic Tower was not a very warm space. Even though the meeting place was set in the courtyard outside the Magic Tower, the meister’s pale face proved it.

“God leads our souls to green pastures…”

The Inquisitor seemed to be concerned about the Meister’s condition and continued to recite a prayer of blessing next to him. A subtle golden light flowed from the hand that touched the Meister’s shoulder.

“Hmm…?”

However, someone watched the process closely. It was a Qureity tribe I had never seen before, with shoulders covered in white fur and hands that looked like bird feet.

“I didn’t know you’d come here again.”

“White Crow.”

Judging by the robe draped over his forearm, he is a wizard. Judging by the expensive-looking sheath dress and ornately patterned robe, he is probably a high-ranking official. For some reason, it looks like I’ve seen it before. Lastly, he knows the Meister and the name the Archmage calls him.

When I put all the facts together, I felt like I knew his identity.

“Are you the magic tower lord of Klevech?”

“hmm? “Ah, you…”

I took a step forward and attracted the attention of the Mage Tower. It wasn’t very difficult. The characteristics I possess were very important in attracting the attention of wizards.

“nice to meet you. This is a white crow in charge of the Clevech Magic Tower branch. “The name was lost a long time ago, so please call me White Crow.”

“adventurer. “There is no need for any other title.”

Well, if you think about it, this is something that the Inquisitor should do more than me… but the Inquisitor is currently giving strength to the Meister. I may step in this one time.

“Please don’t talk nonsense and introduce me to someone. “Isn’t this the place we gathered for that purpose?”

The Archmage seemed to have made a similar decision and stood in a position to block the two people. There was a strong will to omit the full statement on this side.

“You have a short temper. “I met the famous devil knight. Wouldn’t it be okay to have a light conversation?”

“White Crow.”

“Yes yes.”

The white crow shrugged his shoulders and placed the beak mask he was holding on his mouth. Sigh. I could see a little smoke escaping through the gap between its beaks.

It may be a bit harsh to say it this way, but it seemed a bit ominous because it looked like he was weak.

“Now come forward.”

As he argued, his voice was lower in tone than before, and he snapped an empty finger. Then a person walked out from behind him. He walked out of the shadows, and because his clothes were all black, it seemed like a shadow was sticking out.

“…!”

The Archmage trembled. It seems that he was unaware of the other person’s presence.

“…I usually don’t comment on my outfit, but I can’t help but talk to the person you introduced to me, the White Crow.”

Still, she didn’t panic for long. This was clear just by looking at the other person’s clothing.

Well, it would be harder not to point out the iron mask that covers the entire face and the clothes that give off an assassin vibe.

“Did you really think you would be welcomed dressed like this?”

“Oh, how can that be possible? “Wise Geumpung, I am not a fool.”

But isn’t the mask the problem and the rest is acceptable in its own way? It sounds like he’s an assassin, but in reality, he’s dressed like an ordinary adventurer. To avoid the cold, the cloak is thick and some areas are covered with iron armor, except that the main color is real black.

“if?”

“The reason he’s dressed like this even though he knows he’ll get suspicious is just—”

“I’m not a desperate person.”

While I was thinking about something else, the white crow was interrupted and the masked person blurted out a word. The white crow was a decent cave bass sound, but this one had an even better feel with the addition of scratches.

“Is my outfit offensive? If you do, refuse it. “I came here only upon request, and there is no reason for me to break my familiarity for you.”

Although his physique is similar to that of the Meister, the combination of his voice, speech, and attire makes him not easy to perceive. In response to the harsh response, the Archmage adjusted his wand and held it.

“You are right. “If your personalities don’t match, there’s no need to force them to get along.”

Although he agreed with the other person’s words, he still seemed dissatisfied.

“Don’t be like that. “It’s not that much of a problem to cover it up, is it?”

“It’s not just about covering it up.”

“iced coffee. Did you happen to get caught with all the magic items? But it wouldn’t be strange for a Golden Wind wizard to be wearing magic items.”

“It’s common for a wizard to have magic items, but wouldn’t it be special for a wizard to have magic items from top to bottom?”

Separately, I think I now know the Archmage’s second name, but the conversation is so serious that it’s hard to pay attention to it.

What the Archmage cared about was not the design of the clothes, but the characteristics they contained.

“He was a friend I cared about, so I gave him various things.”

“Was he a friend you cared for that much? “I didn’t know that.”

Anyway, the Archmage and the White Crow are having a war of nerves. The Meister took a step forward. His face was still bloodless, but at least he seemed to have the mental ability to move.

“Okay, let’s see what your skills are.”

“Is it okay?”

“You’re not going to look at my skills just because it’s suspicious?”

Why are you asking me that? That’s not my business.

My gaze naturally turned to the Inquisitor and my round eyes twitched. “ah!” They’re all good, but they often forget that Ji is the leader.

“I think it would be good to see. “If your skills are good, you will have room to worry, but if your skills are not good, the answer will come right away.”

The Archmage is in charge of extracting information from the White Crow. So let’s check the wizard’s skills in the meantime.

After saying such a concise statement, the Inquisitor looked at me and his eyes sparkled. Without saying a word, I took out the candy and placed it in my hand.

“Do you have a dog?”

“…I know this is said without malice, but it would be better to be more careful with your choice of words.”

It’s true that my child is as cute as a puppy, but it’s too much to say that he’s a dog to his face.

While I was silently blaming, the Inquisitor, who had been shaking, changed his expression. I think it was because I felt the wizard’s eyes were on me even though it was covered by a mask.

“Then uhm…”

“Erutalk. Hereafter, no honorific title is necessary.”

“Oh yeah! Erutalc Wizard—”

“There is no need for an honorific title.”

“yep. “Then can I ask for some erutalc?”

The Inquisitor turned to Erutalc and Meister in turn and asked. Perhaps because it was both our first meeting and it was a public affair, the work went surprisingly easily.

“It’s strange…”

“Are your skills not that good?”

“No, not that much. However…”

Meister frowned. Subtle discomfort, fear, and slight irritation flashed behind the purple eyes.

“The difference between magical fire and real fire. And tell me about how to store magic power in fire for a long time.”

“What is required as a catalyst will be the decisive difference. Also, for fire to contain magic…”

Instead of expressing it, Meister Hana focused on his task. The conversation that continued from time to time seemed like an alien language, but even to an outsider, it continued smoothly without anyone being left speechless.

“Wait a minute, you can’t go there like that. “It’s better to do it this way than that way…”

“I guess that’s true for those whose magic skills are terrible. This is more efficient for those with above-average skills…”

Or can it really be said to be soft? The Inquisitor and I were shocked as the conversation suddenly became more intense.

I’m not sure what they’re talking about, but I do know that the two wizards are engaged in a battle of knowledge.

“Concentrated magical power…”

“That’s a narrow-minded view. That’s not the only way to do it…”

Fortunately, their conversation did not deteriorate into the realm of emotional fighting. Although it was clear that he was feeling excitement and joy from having someone with the right level of knowledge.

“Meister.”

In normal times, I would have said have a nice conversation and left it behind… but unfortunately, that is not possible now. Our purpose is not to provide a forum for Meister knowledge discussion, but to confirm the skills of the recruits.

“Meister.”

I called him in a stronger tone than the first time. Meister, who had been engrossed in the conversation, finally responded. “Oh yeah.” It was only after calling him like this that he seemed to remember that he had come to work. I wonder where it came to mind right away.

“How do you feel, Meister?”

“Hmm, if you look at ability alone, they are at the top. There is no lack of magical knowledge, skill in handling magic, or movement of magical power. “Except that what you can use is really limited to basic magic.”

The evaluation is very generous. I moved my hand on the hilt of my sword as I watched Erutalc take the Meister’s evaluation for granted. There was nothing to beat, so it was the second best choice.

“What are you going to do?”

“Umm….”

If my skills were not that good, the choice would have been easier.

I watched the Inquisitor’s head explode. “San.” Around that time, those who had acted separately to gather rumors returned with good timing.

“How was it?”

“…No one knew?”

“…??”

“At most, I only know that the head mage was recently recommended by the Magic Tower owner… but the rest are asking me again and again? Was there such a person in the Magic Tower?”

“Is that so?”

“yes.”

Unfortunately, the information they asked for also did not provide an answer.

“Do you think this is something we need to talk about more?”

On the contrary, it intensified the war of words between the White Crow and the Archmage, who were secretly aware of this side.

The whereabouts of recruiting new party members gradually fell into a quagmire.


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Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Is it Difficult if the Main Character is a Concept Bug
Score 8.4
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
I’m a roleplayer. A gamer who creates characters according to their classes and happily acts as them. “Don’t… Touch me……” “Talk more and see if you can handle my wrath……” My current character was a Demon Knight who kept a Demon sealed in his right arm! One day while I was just acting as my character and enjoying the game as usual…… “Log out.” [This command cannot be carried out.]  “……? Log out.” [This command cannot be carried out.]“……???” And as if not being able to log out wasn’t enough… “You disgusting Demon! So you finally took over Sir Demon Knight’s body!” “My eyes cannot be deceived! Sir Demon Knight isn’t that kind!” Because of my damn companions I couldn’t even stop role playing! Can this role playing gamer faithful to their setting ever return to reality?

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