Chapter 388. The King and the Warlock (11) + Preparing to welcome the Dark Church (1) Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't.
At that time, I will figure out how to do it.
After all, from my point of view, talking about a religious leader is nothing more than getting hit by griffon poop while passing by.
Above all, I don't think that the woman's plan will succeed properly.
This book is also just an interesting experimental material in my position.
So, if possible, I don't want to be burdened, but...
“I will definitely do it.”
Seeing her glaring at the magician as if she were about to make a life-and-death decision, I
had no choice but to say, “Cheer up.”
Preparations to welcome the Dark Church
(1)
The magic book in question was secretly brought to my estate and ordered to be analyzed and experimented on.
Dia was instructed never to speak out.
To the other wizards, it was an artifact that they accidentally excavated.
Because I can't honestly say that this is the thing of the leader of the Dark Church.
Society sometimes needs lies.
There was not much time left, so everyone was desperately engaged in analysis.
It really saves time to sleep.
Occasionally, a wizard who couldn't hold on to a terrible overtime shift jumped out of a window, and other wizards caught him.
And the time that is not far away continues to flow.
With about 12 days left until the Church's aerial fortress reaches the territory of Ernesia Kingdom, I briefly visited the workshop of the Territory Wizards to inquire about their progress.
It was because Dia didn't show up at all, probably because she was busy for the past few days.
If you don't come, I'll find you.
This is my policy.
” wow??????
However, when I entered the studio for research, I shed admiration with many meanings.
I thought this was some kind of morgue.
Aren't the majority of Territory wizards unable to withstand the hard night shift and stretching?
I entered with a bitter smile and inadvertently stepped on a wizard who was rolling on the floor, but he did not wake up.
Fortunately, I wasn't half dead.
“You expected it, but are you still having trouble with your analysis?”
I decided to give them a medicine that would allow them not to sleep for about 5 days if they took it. Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com
By the way, it burns for about 5 days, but because of the reaction, about 10 holes are stained white and collapsed. I really should give it a vacation after this day.
With that thought in mind, I cautiously entered the studio.
Then, I saw Dia's back from the other side.
“Dia are you okay? If the analysis is difficult, say yes.... Hmm? Dia?”
Normally, when I call her, she would react right away, but somehow she doesn't even move.
Didn't you hear?
Then I'll grab you from behind!
I was surprised when I approached with half-thinking of such a prank.
“omg.”
this guy!
“...Were you sleeping while standing?”
She was asleep standing upright, as if she had been burnt to pure white with sincerity.
....For some reason, I feel an indescribable guilt.....
Have I been burdened for nothing?
This is the reason why I came to see the current state.
After all, this guy has a tendency to overdo it if I entrust him with it.
Even if it wasn't so, Kania noona seems to be overdoing it for no reason because of training, but it's embarrassing if this guy does this too.
No... more than that now.
“Hey, if you’re going to do this, just go and sleep. If not, will I take you to bed? huh?”
I snapped my fingers in front of my eyes, telling her to get up.
Stop waking up, Ms. Wizard?
But no answer.
Sheesh I can't
I silenced the sound of my footsteps and slipped behind her.
There is a trick to waking up someone who has been burnt white from overwork.
“where?.”
I roughly see through the flow of her air veins behind her back.
“Here!”
Among the blood veins, I quickly point out some of the troops.
In other words, it means that it was made by finely spreading and grinding humans...
in a physical sense, not a metaphor.
A magic book that transplants the circle of a human wizard and uses it to collect and circulate mana...
“There are not a few such books among the magic books. If it's common, it's common.”
Right now, making books like that is strictly prohibited in each Magic Tower.
It was an era in which even wizards were to some extent ethical.
After all, it's something that black magicians deal with, so there must be something grotesque about it.
“Then is that the reason why the woman doesn't bother to make a new magic book and wants to get it back?”
“I wonder if it is. It must be because of the supply and demand of materials.”
Diado came to the same conclusion and admitted it.
“Anyway, the materials used in that magic book... might be at least a 9th class human.”
“Then, of course, you'll want it back.”
It deserves to be difficult to produce.
Even in this era, the reality is that there are only humans who have barely reached the 8th class.
But Dia's displeasure didn't seem to be simply due to the book's components.
“What do you not understand?”
“...This is how to use it.”
Apparently, Dia interpreted this and guessed to some extent how the cult leader would use it.
“How do you like to use it?”
“???? that is.”
Dia calmly taught me how to use it as she expected.
And after thinking for a while, I let out a long sigh.
“...Certainly that's not understandable.”
That's not the typical sane way of thinking.
It's no wonder Dia didn't understand.
“Well, you don’t have to understand that. You won't even understand.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, I never thought of a person who lived a proper life.”
“indeed??????
I don't know how far she understood the meaning of my words, but she seemed to understand roughly.
“So what about the response?”
“It is... yet. However, there is a way to guess this. I don't know if it will work or not.”
“Tell me once.”
“Yes,
after hearing Dia’s response plan, I reviewed it on my own.
There are quite a few possibilities.
“good. Try that direction.”
The countermeasure itself is worth trying.
And another use method suggested by Dia is also quite plausible.
“...is it really okay?”
“Isn’t there any other solution?
In that case, it's best to try out what you have in mind. And I don't have time...”
If there is a complaint, come up with another method.
I gladly encouraged her to try out her way of thinking.
If it works, it's good, and if it doesn't, I can do something.
“You can't just do it with the guarantee of being perfect in everything in the world, can you? If it is incomplete, you can test it as it is.”
“?...indeed.”
“But don’t you bother writing down what I said?”
“know?”
why no answer?
If you look back later, will you be ashamed of me?
I gently grabbed Dia's hand as she wrote something and stopped it.
don't leave my words
“Anyway, let’s go in this direction. I will also make this statement to His Majesty.”
Even if it's not, yesterday he begged me if there were any results...
“Don't leave the rest to me.”
“Yes, I will definitely finish it as soon as possible.”
Now, using this as an excuse, what and how much shall we tear off this time?
It's a brotherly relationship and a servant relationship, but you have to be sure of the calculation.
no g
Isn't this an opportunity to make deals with other countries?
Come to think of it, there is an area that I coveted. Shall we tear it off?