Chapter 245

It’s a problem because this world likes nicknames too much. It’s the same as being called a mad dog or a guillotine among adventurers, and being called Levien’s guillotine among nobles as well, and as a result, serious problems arise.

These people don’t know the person’s name because they care about tinnitus.

nobles as nobles. Commoners share their gossip as commoners do. Listening to the gossip of the commoners is a noble thing, but it is not easy for the commoners to listen to the gossip of the nobles. As a result, most people who have heard rumors about me do not think that Levien’s guillotine and adventurer’s guillotine are the same person.

‘What if you know the name? Are they the same person?’, but the idea of an adventurer playing a game against aristocrats and an unknown person who can play a game among nobles as an adventurer are unrealistic fantasy in their heads, so it’s natural in a way. I can also say that Maybe the adventurer guillotine carries a dog and Levien doesn’t have a dog.

‘If two guillotines stick together, who will win?’ What more could you expect since you’re making jokes at drinking parties with the same thing?

There is no popular means of communication, so while moving from mouth to mouth, rather than complex and cumbersome names to memorize, I remember only the tinnitus with a strong impression put on through the past, and like Englem’s Bycks, who died at the hands of Envelde in the capital. It’s a world where there are many cases where you can’t even hear the right information.

This is why it is inevitable to become money and power just by being able to hold the right information. If I don’t have information, I’ll crawl on the floor like those who have corn on my hands.

Having experienced a meaningless random encounter all of a sudden, I took a deep breath and moved on again. guard? If the guards come because of a fistfight in the Adventurer’s Quarter, it’s either a bribe or a family member. If you look at them, they must have been of the blue or red class, but they would have been quietly distorted even if they were embarrassed, and then moved to make repairs.

So, I headed to the Dwarf District and bought two bottles of alcohol to thank Mr. Valkun for gifting me two amazing weapons. I drank one by myself, and I brought something strong to share with the other co-workers and drink it.

“Kkeolkeolkeol, why did you bring all these things! Go get equipment maintenance while you’re here!”

I thought I would receive long-term help in the future, so I gave it as a gift with the feeling of managing my personal connections. After having a short chat and receiving a grand send-off, Seneran’s Demon Library, which arrived, was much more crowded than the last time I came.

Adventurers also tend to stay for long periods of time during the winter, just like bears preparing for winter during the off-season, but I didn’t understand why it was so crowded.

“Hello, guest. Did you bring a party other than the elf this time?”

“...Ah. You guided me last time.”

The person who approached me with a somewhat bewildered smile was the kind-hearted staff member who guided me when I visited with Asilie.

“My name is Nelby! I heard the story from the Librarian! He told me to bring guests upstairs if they come.”

“I’m glad. I was worried because I didn’t tell you the specific time or method, but I only said that I would visit you.”

Nelby, who responded with a bright smile as she took off her coat and greeted the warmth on a level different from the weather outside, immediately moved her gaze to Laika, who was panting while looking around from her feet.

“So cute! Can I touch it?”

“I won’t really care.”

Nelby, who tilted his head while stroking Laika, understood my words and was amazed when he saw Laika’s reaction as he just looked at the surroundings without much reaction even when he stroked it.

“It’s so quiet? Is it because it’s a smart breed?”

“He’s a lot smarter than the average dog.”

As I climbed the stairs to the second floor, guided by Nelby, who was reasonably satisfied with the appropriate answer, I suddenly turned around and looked down at Leica. Sure enough, there was a tearful scene of people trying their best to climb the stairs with their short legs.

“Hmmmm.”

Seneran cleared his throat and looked at the Leica one more time, but the result was the same.

“I really don’t know anything right now. I guess I’ll have to wait and observe professionally.”

“Well, I didn’t think I’d be able to figure everything out right away. Then I’d like to talk a little bit about the person who will be my teacher.”

“Weedra? I already sent a letter and talked. As you said, he replied properly this time.”

“Yes? Already?”

Since he acted like he was so resentful, he thought he should stand in the middle and act as a mediator, but Seneran was the owner of bolder action than he seemed.

“I explained how I got to know him properly and said that he was willing to cooperate for the development of magic science, so he asked me to meet him and talk.”

“I haven’t heard anything.”

“Because I, Weed, and you have been busy too. I was thinking of putting it together and finalizing it within this week.”

For someone who is blind to research, he is quite considerate. Fortunately, she doesn’t seem to be a mad scientist.

“I just want to get a simple sample of your magic power today. Is there any problem?”

“Huh? Can I get a sample or something like that?”

“It’s a tool used by demons. They’re also a species with wizards and groups. Of course, it’s a little cumbersome for me to use, but I’ve already prepared that much.”

Seneran, who smiled and took out something mysteriously shaped like a dropper, eagerly sought consent, so I nodded my head and meekly activated my magic. Seneran, who could even feel the magical power, brought the dropper to me while running around with just that.

“at las!”

That meaningful smile honestly made me a little creepy, but I was sure there was no malice, so I decided to focus on the tool she was holding. Looking closely, the structure seems to be closer to a syringe than a dropper. I thought he was going to stab me with that, but luckily that didn’t happen. I just held it close to me and squeezed the handle while pulling.

Surprisingly, the body of the glass tool began to glow with colorful lights. It’s not that I’m sucking mana out of my body. It was more like gathering the mana that was scattered on the outside.

“Oh. Can you just see this?”

Seneran, who had been smiling as he expressed his pure admiration for being secretly amazed at seeing magic power even without using magic poetry, asked back with his eyes wide open.

“What? Can you see this now...? Wait, ‘I just see it?’ Could you see the magic?”

Wasn’t that what it looked like? Even though I didn’t use magic poetry in particular, I saw the light, so I thought Seneran was watching it too, but it didn’t seem to be at all. Since we decided to cooperate together, there was nothing to hide, so I nodded appropriately and said.

“Yes. You can see it if you concentrate some magic on your eyes.”

At the words spoken purely to show cooperation, Seneran frowned as if he had faced all the injustice in the world.