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Chapter 90 - Episode Thirteen
Chapter 90 - Episode Thirteen
Chapter 90 - Episode Thirteen
After conclusion, Gordon has been completely calm.
“I see, Abel-san is having a hard time carrying the balm bird! Please, please let me handle this! I can help! Of course, I won’t be taking any share of your money! If you want, we can get a few more men for you…”
This attitude is a change from when we met.
I wanted Gordon and Maudon to go away as soon as possible, but I’d be grateful if they were willing to carry the balm bird.
From the looks of things now, I don’t think the Gordon brothers are going to oppose us.
If they seem to do exactly what I’ll say, I might be able to pass the handing over of the magic beasts to Gaston and collect the reward money in a roundabout way.
“…… Well then, if that’s the case, I’ll ask you to help me.”
Mea was snuggled up beside me, holding my sleeve.
When she heard my reply to Gordon, she looked into my face uneasily.
I guess she’s worried about being told she’s useless.
The words earlier were directed at me, but they were also something Mea was concerned about.
It was obvious that it had stung her.
“If you’re this strong, at least one person in this forest should be enough…… With that magic, even a balm bird would be easy to drop……”
Without delay, Mordon asked me where I didn’t want him to dig too deep.
I could feel Mea’s body shaking over my shoulder.
“No, I’m having a bit of a hard time with my fitness, so without an escort……”
“You know, you shouldn’t ask thoughtless questions. When you see that distance from each other, you should know now, they’re lovers. I knew it when I saw it.”
My voice is interrupted and Gordon lightly smacks Mordon on the head.
What are you talking about, you leaking bastard.
“No, it’s not like I’m saying……”
“No, no, I’m sorry, Abel-san. This guy is really slow……”
“I mean……”
As I was about to argue, I suddenly noticed that Mea next to me had stopped shaking.
“Me, Mea…… lovers…… with Abel … eee, eeeeee …”
Mea’s face turned bright red and her mouth was slackened.
…… For now, Let’s just leave it at that.
It’s better for Mea to follow up on what the Gordon brothers told her when there’s no extra third party to follow up on.
“But even with the four of us, this is going to be a bit tough. Abel-san, let’s send my brother first to Lomarn City to gather people.”
If there are too many of them, it’s easier for rumors to get out.
As for me, I want to avoid that.
I don’t want to go through the same troublesome experience I had when I hunted down the “head-eating black-fiend”.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been living comfortably in the village of Marren tribe, but I feel strangely stressed when many people look at me with malice in their eyes.
I want to leave it to Gaston, who seems to have a hairy heart.
I count the number of balm birds again, wondering if there is any way to keep the number of people down.
Four people would be fine for the weight, but the bulk is too great. I won’t be able to hold it in my hand.
I can’t hold it in my hand……??No, should I use bio-magic magic to break Gordon’s hand into eight pieces?
It would be a bit of a tough look, but if you operated on it before you entered the city and removed it afterward, it shouldn’t be a problem.
If a third party sees him, though, he could be executed as a demon for violating the law and getting past the law.
“W-What’s wrong, Abel-san? Somehow your eyes is kinda scary…… or is there something on my shoulder?”
I don’t have anything on right now.
I was just thinking about putting it on now.
Well, we don’t need more hands, we just need more bulk to carry each person.
What can we do about it?
“Wait a minute, I’ll build a wheelbarrow.”
I scraped the surface of the wood with a wood carving knife and carved a blueprint into it.
I want to make an Ortem push car, a tool to carry the balm birds.
It is supposed to be a large wooden box with four wheels.
However, unlike the area around the Marren tribe’s village, the trees around here are not very good at conducting magic power.
To make magic power flow and be transported…… seems difficult.
It’s not that it’s absolutely impossible, but it would take too much cost and effort. I don’t even have enough materials with what I have now.
That’s why this time it will only be operated as a wheelbarrow.
We have nearly twenty balm birds.
I want to make three because I designed the cart to be able to carry up to seven birds without difficulty.
The balm birds are about one size larger than a chicken. Seven balm birds weigh about 20 kilograms.
One person can carry this one on his own. I can’t, of course.
I tell Gordon to chop down the wood with the axe, and I shape it with a wood carving knife.
Once the parts of the wood are all assembled, it’s time to make the spikes and wheels to put it together.
I put my hand on the ground, and recite a spell.
“Refine”
I hold the staff in the opposite hand and place it against the back of the hand on the ground.
Many kinds of elements are contained in the soil.
Iron and aluminum are among them.
With a little time and delicate control, the necessary elements can be extracted and the spirits combined to create a tight magi-metal.
Unlike hydeem magi-metal, which is made from ingredients in the air, this one has the advantage of not collapsing for a long period of time because of the strong binding of the original ingredients.
It can retain its present shape for at least a week.
It is not possible to mass-produce a lot of products like hydeem magi-metal, and it is difficult to give it unusual properties since its base is an ordinary metal with little magical intervention, but this is highly useful.
I smelted the tight magi-metal from the soil, changing location several times to make nails and wheels.
In addition, I prepared two small hammers made entirely of tight magi-metal.
Now I had all the materials ready.
“Can you assemble the rest?”
He pointed the hammer at the Gordon brothers.
They took the hammer in silence and began to test its performance by playing with their fingers and tapping on the wood.
It’s not designed to break so easily, so don’t worry.
As long as you put the right amount of force into it, you should be able to smash the floating fortress of Zeshum, which is the pride of Ebelheid, with this one. It’s quite a simple task, though.
“Right, the blueprints are on that tree over there.”
I added a speech bubble with a picture of Ortem and drew it as comprehensibly as possible.
“…… Well, you really can do anything you want, can’t you?”
“I didn’t know that I was picking a fight with this kind of person.”
Gordon muttered as he rubbed his puffy, swollen cheeks.