Genius Warlock - Episode 11
11. Material supply and demand (1)
Behind Joseph's Sausage Factory. Several children were gathered together.
Age is approximately 16 to 19 years old. His attire was varied, but he was not well-dressed..
It felt like I had picked up old clothes that had gone out of fashion for a long time, or that I was wearing clothes that didn't fit my body, but in reality, they were similar..
However, the children talked to each other without any concern, as if they were already used to it..
“It's been a while since I've had a supply of materials..”
“Because my teacher went on a trip and my schedule got pushed back for some reason..”
“I guess I'll have to walk around for a while.?”
“Well, isn't it okay? You can go out legally.?”
“Well, that's right.”
“If you're lucky, you'll have some money left over so you can eat something delicious. I want to eat something called ice cream. I heard it's trendy in Landa right now..”
“Is there anywhere in this neighborhood that sells something like that??”
It was very noisy, and the two room managers who were checking the number of people suddenly shouted..
“Ah, sir...! what? One person is empty, right? Which guy is it?!”
Room manager A said irritably. Although sourcing materials is a chore, it is definitely the basis of a family business. By the way, a junior disciple came late. I couldn't help but feel angry. By the way, if they are caught by an intermediate disciple, they are the ones who will be scolded..
Host A became even more annoyed and raised his voice..
“Which bastard is late? Everyone stand up properly! Please check!”
At that time, room manager B intervened..
“Calm down, I know who's late.”
“who? The bastard who ignored that concept.”
“He···.”
“what?”
“It's him.”
Then, room manager A, who was feverish, cooled down quickly..
Lately, there's only been one person called him. He became an official disciple in less than 10 days after coming in, and in the process literally blew one person to death..
He appeared as I was talking about how he couldn't be a nobleman either. And everyone was silent.
“hello. came.”
Oliver trudges over and says hello. All the lower-level disciples who came first fell silent..
Normally it would have been right to be angry at the youngest for coming last, but no one did that..
I pretend not to do it on the outside, but the impression from the last duel was so deep.....
Still, there are courageous people. Manager B, the person in charge, finally mustered up the courage to open his mouth..
“Why, why are you so late??”
Oliver said, showing the watch on his wrist..
“Didn't the short needles come together until they became 1, and the long needles... until they became 6??”
The host checked his watch and said.
“That's true, but the youngest child should come out earlier. Because I’m the youngest.”
“ah····. sorry.”
Oliver immediately bowed his head and asked for forgiveness. It didn't really have much meaning. This was everyday life in the orphanage and mine. However, the head of the house thought that he had preserved his dignity and smiled faintly..
“Well, be careful next time····.”
Just as it was about to end smoothly, a third voice intervened..
“Be careful from next time..”
Everyone turned their heads in the direction from which they heard the sound. There were intermediate disciples there..
“ah···.”
slam.
“What do you know? Tell me what to watch out for next time.”
The intermediate disciple slapped the head of the room again and asked,.
“that is····.”
“Since when did our family’s discipline become so lax? If it were me, even if it was just a little bit late, it would have been a big hit. like this!”
With those words, the intermediate disciple kicked Oliver in the chest..
“I'm just curious, is it really this soft? Or are you just soft on this guy? I'm sure you're not scared?”
The intermediate disciple who kicked Oliver asked as if interrogating him. The host was almost in tears, when another intermediate disciple intervened and intervened..
“Come on, stop, stop. I have work to do today, so leave it at that..”
Only then did the intermediate disciple who kicked Oliver stop his actions..
The middle-level disciple who intervened briefly explained today's schedule to change the mood, then stretched out his hand toward the fallen Oliver..
“Are you okay??”
Oliver looked at him. A man with dark brown hair and a favorable look. It wasn't like that at all, but.
“Yes, thank you.”
Oliver answered, taking her hand..
***
Material supply was a task that intermediate and low-level disciples worked together to collect the materials and materials needed for the family business..
One intermediate disciple and two low-level disciples. The rule was that there were three people per group, and each person had to move around their assigned area. The actual work was done by the middle-level disciples, while the lower-level disciples looked over their shoulders to learn the job and take care of the miscellaneous tasks..
“I understand?”
An intermediate disciple who helped Oliver and the room manager... No, Lotso said..
Not only did he help the head of the room and Oliver, who were being scolded by other intermediate disciples, but he also appointed them as assistants for this material supply project..
The room manager bowed his head, not knowing what to do..
“Oh, thank you so much for your help..”
Oliver followed the room leader and bowed his head..
“Thank you so much too.”
Lotso waved his hand humbly and said.
“No, no. I also nominated you for convenience. Peter, you are famous for being sincere, and Oliver... Because it's famous these days. I'm fine where I got hit?”
Oliver nodded and answered.
“Yes, it's okay. Thank you for your help.”
“No, no. Even if they say it's really okay. Will you pay it back later if you succeed in life? You look like you have a lot of talent..”
Lotso said this jokingly. However, Oliver continued to lower his head. So that Lotso doesn't care about him..
“hmm····. First, let’s start from the beginning. Because everyone has left. The schedule is not tight, but just in case. I got all the supplies ready.?”
The host immediately confirmed and responded..
“Uh, yeah. A bag with test tubes and here's the money. I also brought a mask..”
Lotso checked the wad of money in the sling bag, fastened it to his arm, and said:.
“Then let’s all wear masks..”
Peter looked at the leather masks and handed the best looking one to Lotso and the other to Oliver..
Oliver examined the leather mask, and then he noticed something strange. It wasn't just a leather mask, it was human skin with a person's face removed..
“This····?”
“Just write it.”
Oliver looked at the mask and then casually put it on his face..
Then a surprising sensation occurred. It felt like a leather mask was covering not only my face but my whole body..
Oliver looked at his hands without realizing it. His pale, withered arms were gone, replaced by tanned forearms..
Oliver pressed his arm out of curiosity..
It was similar to putting on a mask, it felt a bit strange but not uncomfortable..
“It's a black magic item called 'Fake Face'. When you turn over, not only your face but also your body changes. Rather than changing, it's closer to putting a mask on my entire body.. ”
Lotso's friendly explanation. Oliver was intrigued. You can even do something like this with black magic. It was fun.
“Is this a product?”
“product? Ah, to what extent? But it's not the main item. Fake faces are expensive, so bank robbers and gangsters who want to make a quick buck sometimes buy them. The main product is separate.”
“what is that?”
Oliver asked again. Peter stopped Oliver, telling him to take it in moderation, but he smiled and gestured as if Lotso was okay..
“No, it's okay. To become a warlock, you need to have that level of desire for exploration. However, not everyone will view it favorably, so you need to be self-respecting..”
“Yes, you're right. Don't get hit.”
Peter bowed his head on Oliver's behalf. Still, Oliver wanted to hear an answer, but Lotso thought for a moment and then opened his mouth..
“uh···. Because I have work to do. No need to tell you here, I'll tell you as I work. how?”
Oliver bowed his head and answered that he understood. He seemed to really like the sight, Lotso said with a smile..
“Okay, follow me..”
Oliver followed, carrying a briefcase containing test tubes..
I didn't know where the area was, but it was a long walk, and in the middle of it, Peter came up next to Oliver and whispered in a low voice..
“I know I'm lucky.”
“yes?”
Peter looked at Lotso's back and spoke softly again..
“Consider yourself lucky. Originally, low-level disciples couldn't talk to middle-level disciples. Lotso was kind so I just let it go. Don't do that again.”
He's nice... Oliver looked at Lotso. No, exactly his feelings. hmm·····. He's nice?
“But why can't I talk to you carelessly??”
“Because that's the rule. Our family values hierarchy and order. The subordinate must obey the superior..”
Oliver nodded. The orphanage and mine were like that too. However, unlike then, there are so many questions I want to ask now..
“Why are you whispering so much??”
Lotso, who was walking ahead, said. Peter quickly answered that it was nothing, but Lotso just smiled as if it was okay..
“Haha, don't be so nervous. I think it's a good walk.”
“Ah, yeah yeah.”
“Rather, Oliver. I said earlier that I would tell you what the product was..”
“Yes that's right.”
“Exactly, it’s hard to explain. First, let's get some work done..”
After saying that, Lotso took out a notebook from his pocket and looked at it..
“Shall we start from here? Let’s see... 112A Paul Street.”
Lotso mumbled and entered one place, looking around the messy inn. It was a small and dirty place, but as soon as I entered, I could smell an unidentifiable odor..
“Thank you.”
An old woman, presumed to be the innkeeper, came out and spoke. She had a bunch of age spots around her eyes and she was quite disgusting..
Lotso spoke naturally..
“Are the fruits ripe??”
The old woman's eyes twitched and she answered..
“I cooked three..”
“Could you please guide me? I want to taste it?”
“Please follow me..”
I followed the old woman up to the second floor through a narrow hallway that could barely accommodate one person. There were three small rooms and the sounds of children could be heard..
Knock. Knock. The old woman knocked on the door..
“Does the child have a mother??”
After a while, the door slowly opened with a squeak. Someone peeked out their face through the crack in the door..
“Lord, the landlady. For some reason····?”
“Ugh? Oh, it's no big deal, I told you before. that. I'm here. open the door.”
Oliver looked. The emotions that are faintly reflected beyond the door.
The feeling was trembling with fear. However, as if he had made up his mind, he opened the door and a woman who was about to transition from a girl to a woman appeared..
There was a baby in her arms, and her clothes were gathered up as if she had just been breastfeeding..
“These people···.”
She said as if she were scared. The old woman reassured her.
“don't worry. Didn't I tell you it hurts your mouth? It's not dangerous. Even for babies. I think it's just donating blood..”
The woman looked scared, but then closed her eyes tightly as if she had no choice..
“well····. Please.”
“lol. how is it? Are you fine?”
In response to the old woman's question, Lotso raised two fingers so that only the old woman could see them..
The old woman nodded in approval, and Lotso ordered Oliver..
“Can you give me a test tube??”
Oliver opened his briefcase and held out an empty test tube. After receiving the test tube, Lotso calmed the woman down and held out her hand..
“Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt and there are no side effects..”
With those words, Lotso extracted her emotions. It was none other than love for the baby, or maternal love..
The light was very beautiful and warm. Oliver was amazed for a moment, and when the test tube was about 1/3 full, Lotso stopped extracting..
“after·····.”
The woman sighed and sat down in her seat. Looks a bit dazed by the unfamiliar sensation. However, when she saw the bundle of money that Lotso held out, she quickly came to her senses..
“This···?”
“I told you, they give you money too. quite a lot?”
The woman who was preoccupied with the bundle of money nodded. Lotso bowed politely and passed on the maternal love he had extracted to Oliver..
“Well then, thank you next time.”
The woman nodded, holding the bundle of money tightly, then left the room and went to another room, extracting maternal love from the two single mothers there in the same way..
When I came back down from work, Lotso handed the old woman at the front door more money than he had given to three single mothers..
“Thank you..., ugh? I have less money than before?”
Lotso answered the old woman's question..
“Don't you know? We are picky about quality as we pay the full price. The lady in the last room is no longer there..”
“That's right... Okay, I'll get that girl out of the room soon and find another mom. Okay?”
“Yes, if you bring me the right item, I'll give you that much more..”
The old woman nodded, saying she understood. Lotso said hello to her in a friendly way and went out, after which he said to Oliver:.
“I took good care of the extracted emotions.?”
“yes.”
“That's the material. To make a product. I know what product it is?”
Oliver shook his head. Lotso said with a smile..
“That's right, Pilgerette..”
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