Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 524
[524[Tuesday] Dragon Slayer Dragon Slayer
The dawn broke just by conveying to Saint Deoni the rest of the story, except for the story about the fragments of divinity that I possessed..
Contrary to my expectations, it was closer to morning, and the assumption that there might be a threat from a new pure-blooded dragon was a cause for concern, which made the story longer. However, it was Este that the saintess took the biggest issue with and talked about at length. It was a copy bug.
"If the unexpected being derived from the suddenly exposed divinity is the Holy Sword Este, wouldn't it be possible to create a new hero through the relics and remnants of evil spirits collected by the Demon King's army??"
Not long after hearing the story, I saw the saint come up with a radical and blasphemous hypothesis that even I had not expected, and I could not bear to refute that it was nonsense..
Heroes are not strange creatures classified into a separate category..
In the end, it is nothing more than an ordinary mortal's body imbued with power according to the will of the gods. Through blessings based on mighty divinity..
Until now, I had passed it over without much thought, but if you consider the conditions mentioned above, becoming a hero may be close to a semi-permanent buff. The saint's explanation that there are many legends about warriors who did their duty returning their strength and turning back to ordinary people also gave support to this hypothesis..
Considering such speculations, it is highly likely that even dominating a hero is part of God's power..
And if it was really a power, there was a good chance that those who succeeded in overcoming the chronic problems of illusion wizards by making magic tools that were copies of Sanctuary's deterioration would imitate gods and create powerful warriors..
My thoughts were short. I should have thought of this possibility sooner and asked Epaga..
Just a few days ago, when mentioning Godslaughter, I would never have thought of the idea of an artificial hero, something that even the saintly woman who had described as 'a viciousness so terrible that it would pollute your mind' came to mind. This is a disqualification for modern people who grew up watching 50,000 fantasy contents..
While I was blaming myself for the first time in a long time, the saintess burst out laughing when she saw me like that and clapped her hands lightly to get my attention and opened her mouth..
"First, let’s consider these issues step by step. Since the celebration begins today, it would be better to meet Warchief Redel first.."
It was my original plan, so I nodded obediently and went out. Emmett, who had been sitting in a suitable place and seemed to have been waiting for me for a long time, turned his head..
"Is the story over??"
"Oh my god, are you still waiting here? Several hours have passed."
"To a wizard, that amount of time isn't a big deal.."
Beyond Emmet, who stands up and stretches leisurely, people are seen leaving the ger in the morning..
Most of the people had followed us, but perhaps they had become friendly while I was sleeping, and quite a few of the beastmen naturally showed up and started moving to finalize the preparations for the celebration..
There are no people who are bothered or bothered. Now, I am laughing and chatting while getting ready as if it were everyday life, and then when I look at the people who are surprised when they see me and send me their thanks, I started laughing again..
I still get goosebumps when I think of the moment when I was burned in black fire, but their smiles were a satisfactory result..
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Even though I came early in the morning without making an appointment, Warchief Redel welcomed me warmly as if he had been waiting for me..
"The dragon slayer finally opened his eyes.!"
"Thanks to you, I had a good rest."
The price we paid for Iranorev's hind legs was guaranteeing us a place to stay, food, and safety..
It was a contract that would have been flawless even if only adequate preserved food was provided, enough to eat three meals a day. However, according to what I heard from Emmet, it is said that he enjoyed a luxury he could not enjoy even when he stayed in the County of Birrear..
Although it was thanks to the fact that other Footprint tribes sent supplies to rejoice in the death of the Wind King who roamed the grasslands and to celebrate the birth of the dragon slayer, it was Redel's decision to generously deliver and give this to us, so we could not help but be grateful..
"Thanks to you, all eight tribes can enjoy the festival with one mind for the first time in a long time, so of course we should do that.."
However, Redel caught me trying to bow like he did when we first met and just tapped me on the shoulder. It's amazing how every single one of his actions feels like there's not a single bit of selfishness in it..
"I've already tried various things with dragon scales and skin while you were asleep, so I wanted to show you. I'll have someone bring it to you, so just sit down. Oh, I wish my wizard friend could sit with me too. If we're going to talk about a deal, we're going to need your advice.."
"It's a deal?"
"Well, I figured it would be best to do it now because once the celebration starts, I'll have too much to say.."
Redel sat me down while informing the employee to prepare an additional meal, and after giving separate instructions to the guards, he sat across from me and carefully started a conversation..
"Would you like to leave the remaining corpse of the Wind King to us? We will process it perfectly and transport it safely to your destination.."
The rest of Iranorev's body wasn't just left lying around while I was asleep..
Even the blood flowing from his corpse would be sold at a high price right now, so there's no way our 'miser' Emmett would just sit there and watch that happen, right? Emmett, who had already finished telling the story before I fell asleep, used his magic to the fullest and neatly extracted the blood from Iranoreff's corpse, stored it, and meticulously placed a preservation spell on it..
But the problem was that the amount was extraordinary..
It is the corpse of a dragon that made a deal to support 20,000 people for several weeks with just one hind leg. It was obvious that the price of the meat alone would be enormous, but in reality, we don't even have the energy to move with Emmet's blood, let alone that corpse..
Since it was an extremely obvious fact that did not require any consideration, it was something I wanted to suggest first..
"I can't say that our dexterity is as good as that of the dwarves, but I can confidently say that we are second to none when it comes to everything related to hunting. Oh, of course that doesn't include expert skinning of dragons, but our craftsmen found a way.."
The prisoner who went out returned and gave Redel leather and scales..
Of course, they were Iranorev's and not those of some random monster. Redel handed the items to me without saying a word, as if seeing everything was worth seeing..
"It's quite high."
When I received it, I had no knowledge of tanning or scale processing, so I just felt like it was neat, but Emmet was different. He took a scale placed on a folded piece of leather, examined it closely, and was slightly impressed..
"Is this really the result of people who have never touched dragon byproducts? I wouldn't believe it if I told you that I've touched dragon skin and scales since I was born.."
Redel laughed cheerfully at Emmet's words, and although I didn't know the condition of the leather, I understood that Emmet's words were true by looking at the scene seen through magic vision..
According to what he said, the scales and leather, where the magic had already dissipated and there should have been nothing left, contained a subtle magic..
"How do you still have magical powers??"
"Our warrior has excellent insight. Would you like to know?"
I nodded, pretending not to notice that Emmet, who still didn't know about my magical power, was giving me an admiring look in a different way, and Redel, who was laughing cheerfully, explained further..
"Your wizard friend said that a dragon can imbue its skin and scales with magic just by standing still, right? To put it simply, without all the difficult details, it is a technique to maintain a state similar to when you were alive. Artisans ‘take your breath away.’ He expressed it like this.."
Just looking at the expression, it felt like a corpse had been forcibly brought back to life, which was a bit unpleasant, but it was clear that it was a great thing..
I saw with my own eyes that there was not an ounce of magic left in Iranorev's body, which I had seen while extracting the esthetician before coming here. According to Emmett's explanation, he said that his magic power completely disappears after just one day, so the by-products in front of me right now must have been like that too..
"Even a moderate scratch doesn't leave a scratch. I can't say that it boasts the same durability as when the dragon was alive, but it will never be outdone.."
Only 5 days. No, excluding the first day, the answer was provided after understanding and analyzing the characteristics of the material in only 4 days. At this point, it was impossible to know what Redel was trying to suggest..
"I'll make it for you like this, so you're asking for more.?"
"That's right. It won't be a bad story for you either. What we're interested in this time is meat.."
Dragon meat may be a very rare food ingredient, but unlike the blood that flows through magical power, meat is just meat. I can confidently claim this as someone who has personally torn off Iranorev's scales and skin and cut into its flesh..
Just looking at the food provided to us, we wouldn't have had enough to live on, but it was Emmet, not Redel, who answered my question as to why it was meat..
"The beast people have a local belief that by feasting on game they get closer to Cerro Lipiti. They say the higher the quality of the prey, the more effective it is.."
Redel shook his head loudly as he listened to the explanation..
"I decided to help you, and since even the Wind King has disappeared, wouldn't an engagement with the Demon King's army be a given procedure? Even if the tradition is nothing more than a superstition, we eight steps decided it was a deal worth trying.."
It was an attractive offer, but since meat ultimately costs money, the key was how much to ask for..
"...how much meat do you want?"
When I carefully asked about the expected price, Redel, who was very nervous with a serious face, answered in a solemn voice..
"As much as one front leg."
"Let's do it right now."
The conditions were too good to refuse..
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