Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 196

Chapter 196: I tried to shout out, but (5)

“I was just trying to find out what kind of magic was being used…”

“Die!”

Did Liam hit the wizard who hit him in the solar plexus? The meister who was watching this opened his mouth with a sigh.

“is it so. That’s the case with Rob. But did you really not touch the customer? “It seems to me that we are currently tinkering with it in an ongoing manner.”

“…This is a test requested by the customer.”

At Liam’s words, Meister looked at me. It seems to roughly mean whether that statement is correct.

I closed my eyes and lowered my head slightly. Even if you don’t have the confidence level of a nod, if you notice the meister, you will know that it is positive.

“…great. “I understand.”

It was a moment when a misunderstanding, not a misunderstanding, was resolved.

“More than that, what do you do with customers?”

“I am a guest at the workshop.”

“…okay.”

“Okay, you. “Give me your coat.”

“coat…?”

Even though the warrior group still couldn’t understand the situation. I was even more embarrassed when Meister asked me for my coat.

Their eyes focused on me. The look in his eyes was as if he was sure I would listen.

Swish.

However, Meister and I already have a deal in place.

“Come this way when you’re done. “Don’t hand your robe over to someone else.”

I threw away my coat, which I don’t know when it came back. The plan to seal it and observe it to prevent the return function from activating seems to have failed.

thud.

Anyway, the Meister who came in like a storm left like a storm again.

The remaining people felt like people who had suffered a disaster—maybe that wasn’t wrong. If it was an upheaval, it was because it was a disaster—he had a dejected look on his face.

“…That demon knight. “Do you know someone?”

“That demon knight. “Have you ever met…?”

Aside from that, I guess the meister really has good skills.

A ‘wise man’ named Karl also noticed this when he had barely interacted with the Meister… but he didn’t get stopped even after behaving like that with another wise man named Liam.

“Is the inspection over?”

Well, it’s not important. The more capable the meister is, the more beneficial it is to me.

“Oh, there are still some left.”

“Then do it.”

I ignored the words of the warrior and his party as much as possible and urged the wizards to finish the examination.

Sages and wizards with confused faces began to work.

* * *

Using magic does not produce results without process. It’s just much shorter than when you don’t use magic.

Therefore, Karl and Meister had to be patient to come to the conclusion of the experiment.

It’s a bonus that everyone did their own thing to prevent wasting time.

“Are you still holding on to that?”

But was Meister fiddling with his personal work? Sage Carol blurted out those words.

The Meister’s hand paused for a moment.

“Yes, I am holding on to ‘things like that.’”

Sage Karl has many helpful aspects, but he is not a good understander. Meister thought about that fact again and clenched his fists.

“I don’t know what you’re looking at.”

But it didn’t lead to anger. This is because he learned a long time ago that he cannot be understood by others.

So rather than being hurt, he calmly brushed it off. With the promise that I will one day brighten their dark vision.

“More than that, what is this… really? “I can’t see the essence.”

“Can’t even good magic work?”

“okay. “What about yours?”

“How can I know if this disappears before I can react?”

“what. “What you believe in is ultimately useless.”

The Meister pursed his lips at the wise man’s words. I wanted to refute it, but there was nothing I could say yet.

After all, wizards are people who compete based on results, and he has yet to produce a worthy work. This is true even though nine years have passed since I received the honor of being a Meister.

Rattling rattling.

Even though I’m resigned to that fact, I still get heated for no reason. He gave more strength to the work he was handling.

“Why don’t you give up?”

“I don’t like it.”

“Honestly, you wasted a lot in 9 years. The spread of magic. That’s impossible. So….”

“It’s not wise for a wizard to start discussing the impossible. “Can I tell your grandfather?”

“You know I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Oh amazing. The word impossible had a different meaning that people in this world don’t know about. “Can I share it with everyone right now?”

“Anyway, it’s a bit lame.”

It’s also funny for a wizard to talk nonsense.

The meister raised his middle finger and then took his hand away from the work. Objects whose purpose is unknown are heavily engraved with formulas.

“If your research is successful, you can walk around the outside of the Magic Tower on your knees.”

“I wonder if I get any benefit from Sage Carol walking around the outskirts of the Magic Tower on his knees, but it’s okay. “There is no harm, so let’s accept the promise.”

Even if he gets angry, he succeeds.

He held out his hand to Carol, praying again and again for success.

In theory, in order for the formula to be activated smoothly, a little bit of magical power must be injected at the first moment.

“Try to infuse some magic.”

“I have no conscience.”

“Then give me your coat.”

“You really have no conscience!”

In response to Meister’s threats, Carol screamed and took the item.

“Yeonda.”

Then I returned it shortly after. I felt like there was no need to take a long time as all I had to do was infuse my magic power.

This is something that is forever impossible for a Meister who does not have a single ounce of magical power—that is, excluding the minimum amount that humans are born with.

“Okay…”

In any case, I even infused magical power to serve as a priming water.

Now what to check is whether this is working properly or not.

“….”

“….”

A quiet object remained in the sight of Carol and Meister for a while.

“…It seems like the magic power is not gathering.”

“uh.”

Although they do not have the ability to feel and manipulate magic power on their own, there are items that show the flow of magic power.

But I couldn’t see anything even with those glasses. This is even more certain since Carol is a public figure.

“Does it seem like a failure?”

Yes, this was a failure.

“shit!”

I definitely thought it would succeed this time! Meister threw the object he was holding on the floor.

It was probably the 2,250th failure.

“I said you can’t do that.”

“It’s noisy.”

“There is no way it could be done with such common materials, even if expensive catalysts are used.”

“It’s noisy.”

I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear it.

He gritted his teeth and barely managed to cool his heated head. It was a task that was familiar, but never easy.

The hand of the person squatting down was running wild through his hair.

“…It can only be made by using precious materials generously even if it has the ability to automatically attract magical power.”

“Will you shut up before they take your coat? Just shut up.”

“….”

Meister took a breath, brushing his bangs and the back of his hair that had fallen down. “Oh, it’s gone.” Carol said something else from behind. The coat appears to have disappeared.

“Ah, this is annoying. Should I just put him next to me and experiment?”

well. Maybe so.

Meister just thought positively in his heart. Even though I persisted for 9 years, that doesn’t mean the effort without receiving an answer wasn’t difficult.

This is especially true immediately after failure.

“Aren’t you going to get a coat?”

“Go directly.”

“…Are you upset?”

“What are you going to do if you get upset?”

Still, I have to cheer up again. I can’t give up on the dream I had the day I realized I couldn’t use magic for the rest of my life.

Meister steeled his resolve and grabbed the thrown object again. Then he took out a cigarette from inside his pocket and put it in his mouth. It was to relieve the frustration.

“You crazy guy! “Don’t smoke in the lab!”

Sage Carol was the flagship.

“Oh so damn.”

“Go out and smoke!”

“all right.”

Well, it’s not that I don’t understand that feeling. I just didn’t want to be considerate.

Sigh.

Anyway, Meister walked out slowly, smoking a cigarette. The destination is the terrace connected to the hallway.

“What are you looking at? “Close your eyes.”

Upon seeing his appearance, the wizards passing by in the hallway hurriedly left the place with pale complexions.

Aside from the fact that the cigarettes the Meister smokes are strong, if you get caught wrongly at this time, you will find out why the Meister’s nickname is ‘Mad Dog’.

“Gimme the fire.”

Of course, someone unlucky had to be caught and turned into a bonfire. As soon as I lit it, it ran away.

“Hey, Nari. “I happened to be in a relationship with someone like that…”

“Why did you give me the coat earlier?”

Regardless, there are people here who don’t know why they are running away from the Meister.

“lily.”

“Demon knight!”

A person with Carol’s robe on his shoulder approached from the other side of the hallway with the chattering people on his tail.

It wasn’t exactly the way they approached Meister, but since the terrace was open, they found each other halfway.

“They are colleagues full of personality.”

“no.”

A knight with a devil, a group of warriors who followed him, and a half-mage and great master who couldn’t use magic stood in one place, bordering the terrace and the hallway.

“Or else.”

Just as I was wondering why Meister was crouching in the hallway, I found myself in his mouth and twitching my lip.

Smoking in front of someone who has barely quit smoking since the age of 27? No consideration.

“What are you looking at?”

Separately, Meister, are you feeling a bit harsh? I think the way you speak is strangely angular. Is it just a misunderstanding?

“Hmm… first of all, it’s nice to meet you. “It’s an honor to see Daemyeongjang.”

“…Yeah, whatever. hello.”

Meister, with a different taste from me, responded lightly and continued to smoke.

Sniff. Sniff. The Inquisitor next to me coughed and stepped back, probably for the first time seeing cigarette smoke.

“So do you have any business for me?”

“Uh um. “I have something to say about an existing request.”

“Ah, you were the client?

I guess I couldn’t continue smoking in front of the client.

Meister rubbed the half-remaining butt on his robe and stood up. He’s extremely tough.

“Can you show me the request first?”

“It’s here.”

“great.”

The Archmage handed me a scroll-shaped piece of paper, as if I really had entrusted the request. The Meister carefully unfolded it and opened his mouth.

“You go inside first. “The coat has already disappeared again.”

I wondered if I was going to have to stand here awkwardly, but it worked out. It’s a bit disappointing that the coat has just disappeared again.

“Confirmed.”

If this continues, will I have to wait nearby from now on? That might be a bit boring. When I’m really bored, I read books or something… but it’s still a bit of a waste of time. I can’t even make money.

“for a moment. Don’t go in yet, demon knight. “I still have a story for you to hear.”

However, the Archmage blocked my steps as I was heading to the lab. I wondered if there was anything left to say.

Oh or is that it? Stick to schedule?

“Um ah. Was it this? “Is the other person over there?”

“That’s right.”

But judging by the reaction, it doesn’t seem to be that reason.

I suddenly looked at the meister pointing at me and looked at the request form he was holding. The writing was not visible from the angle. So it was even more difficult to understand the situation.

“What do you know?”

What is it? Don’t just keep it to yourself and tell me too.

“…I’m talking about your equipment.”

Fortunately, the Archmage explained it to me before my eyebrows got any more pointed. This was just as embarrassing.

Why is the equipment story here?

“A magic that filters divine power has been developed. If you wear an item with that magic, won’t it be much more comfortable when you fight? At least there will be less damage from the Inquisitor’s attack.”

Oh, you weren’t talking about my existing equipment, but new equipment that was to be given as a gift. But is there a magic that filters divine power there?

…When did you develop such magic? There is no benefit to be gained by filtering divine power. Unless you are a devil or a devil follower.

“It’s just that in order to make that item, we need to measure your body size. Well, Meister has received a production request…”

“I will measure it. “Each part needed.”

But what need would you give to an Archmage for a devil? As a result, this… this magic… was for me.

I don’t know when they started preparing, but while I was trying to distance myself from them, the Archmage was preparing for this.

“Please don’t refuse.”

That’s why my chest feels even more tingly.

Can I… take this? Is it okay to wear equipment that reduces divine damage, which is the opposite?

“This is it. “Because you… are just investing in making it easier for you to fight.”

What are you going to do when I become your enemy?

“Demon knight?”

Good investment. Investment is something that only comes up in business circles.

But… in my opinion, this wasn’t an investment. Not only was the Archmage’s attitude when making the insinuation—it seemed to anyone that he didn’t mean it that way—but so was the repercussions this would bring.

When I wear divine power filtering equipment, my daily life becomes easier, but it becomes more difficult to prepare for an unexpected situation.

And there’s no way the Archmage wouldn’t know what I was thinking.

In the end, even though the Archmage knew this, he made a good excuse and gave me a gift. It was clear consideration.

…It was a good intention that shouldn’t have happened.

“Is this an excuse to hide your sympathy?”

I clenched my fists and held down my tight neck. Grumbling. The right hand wearing the gauntlet made a friction sound.

“Or are you really stupid?”

The Inquisitor and Deathbringer were determined not to give up. Because they are ignorant and young.

Therefore, their blindness cannot help but be enormous.

“…Demon Knight.”

“It’s your last chance, wizard.”

But such blindness has its limits.

The more you know, the deeper your learning, the more inevitably your eyes and ears will open and you will have to correct the blindness of those who will grow.

“Don’t cross the line.”

However, the trust of older people is small, heavy, and difficult to create, so it does not change easily. This is especially true because it is created through long experience and carefulness brought by time.

“never.”

Because you do it, it doesn’t work.

Archmage, even you shouldn’t do that.

“Wait a minute—.”

After all, I am also human, so even if I know it, I want to lean on it when it tries to protect me.