Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 230

Episode 230: Full of pain (3)

Meister thought as he limped on his bruised and swollen leg.

“You devil bastards are really cool.”

When I only heard about it, it seemed like a bit of a surprise, but when I saw it in person, I really felt it. The sentence states that half of the city and the coastal area were deleted.

“There’s no need to go to the Magic Tower.”

No, at this point, finding the location of the magic tower is also a problem. There aren’t any streets or buildings left that could be used as clues to determine the exact location of the cancer.

If you show someone who doesn’t know about this just the scene over there, they won’t even know where the city used to be. It’s almost like a rocky desert.

“I guess I’ll have to give up looking for magic ingredients…”

Still, I can’t go back empty-handed now that I’ve come this far.

Meister grabbed a rock rolling on the street and repeatedly threw it and caught it. Tuk. His legs reach the end of a sharp corner.

“Even if you cut a cross section of cheese with a knife, I don’t think it would be this smooth.”

He closely observed the border between the uncut and cut parts. I don’t know what happened, but I do know that a cliff several meters high was created.

It was a bit of a problem that the cross section of the broken part was so smooth that I couldn’t grab anything to get down.

“hmm.”

However, it was high enough to break his legs to jump from – even his legs were not in perfect condition at the moment. Even if you land without injury, coming back up is still a problem.

So, instead of going down, Meister squatted down. Tuk. The bag I was carrying on my back fell to the ground.

“Is the coastal area a little deeper? Looking at it, it looks like the part that was submerged in the sea has been blown away…”

There is a sense of distance, but it doesn’t mean you can’t see the layers. He remembered that the coastal area was dug much deeper and decided that this was a good thing.

After all, the last part of the castle wall he remembered was full of Mermen. Also, there was a guy who wondered if it was a snake pretending to be a giant turtle… or something.

On the other hand, it is extremely clean now. This means that there is a high probability that they were swept up in this and died.

At the very least, there is testimony that the turtle died after being bitten by the fire, so there is no need to consider it any further, and considering only Merman, the same would be true even if the turtle threw himself into the sea to avoid the fire.

According to testimony, the attack occurred in just a few seconds, so I believe at least half of them were killed. And if half of them are dead, the Mermen will be too busy cleaning up after themselves to even think about attacking them.

If it’s good news, it’s good news.

“Seeing as they haven’t tried to land again even though the city has been reduced to nothing, they might have died in droves rather than just half of them…?”

But I see something shining on the shore. The light reflected by the sand was so excessive that it seemed unnatural.

“what.”

Could it be Merman? He quickly brought the magnifying glass he had taken from his grandfather to his eye.

“…glass?”

Fortunately, it didn’t seem like the Merman’s scales were shining. Although the identity was surprising.

“Is it really trampled?”

He adjusted the magnifying glass and looked at it closely. However, no matter how much I looked at the transparent, sparkling fragments, they only looked like glass.

The voice of someone who knows how hard glass is made was startled.

“…It’s no joke. “Glass has almost been mass-produced.”

They say the main culprit that destroyed the city was dealing with fire, but it seems like he had a fairly high fever. The Meister’s hand scratched the back of his head.

“It will be useful when smelting metal.”

That was all I could appreciate about the surprise.

His body slowly stood up.

“Master! Are you there yet!?”

“No, it’s over.”

Now that you’ve seen everything there is to see, it’s time to work on the real reason you came here.

“The requisitioning of the workshop streets is almost complete. If you have anything to take care of, please take care of it quickly.”

“Of course.”

Meister thought it was truly fortunate that the distance between the workshops, including his own, was narrowly out of the evaporation range.

This is not necessarily just from the perspective of the workshop owner. The same judgment is made even when considering citizens who have become refugees.

In any case, a craftsman with equipment can make more things more efficiently than a craftsman without equipment. In this situation where everything is lacking, the difference will save several lives.

Slowly.

In that sense, he gave priority to things like a saw, hammer, carving knife, and ruler in his bag. It was a choice considering that woodworking would be used more than smelting due to the situation.

“Master, may I bring some metal pieces and kindling?”

“Show me first.”

You can take it with you, but you should check it as there are metals that explode when they come into contact with water.

Meister took a quick look at the items the soldiers were dragging in boxes. As expected, there were several dangerous materials mixed in.

“Are the books okay too?”

“does not matter.”

There’s nothing better as kindling than books and paper. It’s a lot… expensive though.

However, you can buy a book again, but you cannot buy a person’s life. He gave them permission to move all but a few books that could never be obtained again.

Palak. It was when he sent me the second box of books that the cover he saw for the first time caught his eye.

He picked up the book labeled ⌈Broken Horn⌋ and checked its contents. The memory of this came to me later.

“This was still there.”

A few years ago, a dreamer whom I often ran into at a bar—who had a lot of money in his family and could afford to live like a wealthy person—gifted me a book that he said was written based on a recent experience.

The only people who read the book are nobles and wizards at most, and since they have no ties to wizards, they probably added that they should promote it on their behalf.

I don’t know if that idiot would have survived. Meister listed it as a book to be given out as kindling.

“Do you want to move this too?”

“yes.”

But then the edges of his heart became bitter. There was no particular reason. Gray hair. It was because a word I passed by in the writing reminded me of someone.

“The devil…is it?”

He thought about everything that happened after he fainted – something he had heard from his grandfather.

Adding to the ending of the novel I had just thought of, I felt even worse.

“Tsk.”

In summary, the story of The Broken Horn is a story about not receiving a reward.

This is a story about the main character, who hides his curse and mixes in among people because he misses the warmth of people, and even gives up hiding the curse to save others… but instead of repaying the favor, he ends up being driven out by people who mistake him for a devil.

“I’m smoking a cigarette.”

But in his opinion, the current situation is not much different from that article. This is true despite knowing that there is an insurmountable wall between the broken horn that can control itself and the one that appears to be unable to control itself.

Honestly, I feel a little dirty.

“Oh, there’s no fire.”

I want to smoke.

* * *

“Wow.”

“Wow, Great Sage!!”

“Are you okay?”

“It’s okay, so don’t worry about it.”

The rippling Cheongsanhoe coughed up a fistful of blood. This was right after he returned to his place after listening to the castle lord’s request – to watch the adventurer’s movements.

“It looks like the internal injuries have been damaged.”

He stopped the rushing wizards with one hand and wiped his mouth with his sleeve with the other. I was fortunate that the clothes were equipped with an automatic washing spell. The blood on the sleeves of my clothes slowly began to disappear.

“Do not move further.”

“I thought so too.”

In the first place, immediately after receiving advice from a therapist who said I should absolutely be stable, I gave up any thoughts of solving the situation by running around and called it a naville. This time, the lord of the castle requested that he needed the great sage’s guarantee, so he had to take an inevitable step.

“Anyway, there are a lot of doubts…”

However, if they truly had the same vision as him, all this would have been unnecessary. Cheongsanho clicked his tongue, remembering the moment the devil left with a treacherous taunt.

“If the great sage clearly explained why it is okay to relax, I think the temple and the wizards would no longer be anxious, but…”

“Do you think I’m not saying anything because I don’t want to say it? “If you were in my shoes, you would be the same.”

“That’s the problem. “Cheongsanho is the only one who sees the essence.”

Cheong Cheong-ho himself was confident. If you just leave it like this, you won’t have to worry.

However, this type of intuition is quite far from the logic or reason that wizards like.

There’s nothing you can’t do if you come up with solid logic, but the problem is that there are some… circumstances. It’s a rather serious problem that he can’t talk about based on his own judgment.

“I have served the great sage for a long time, so I know you would not say something unreasonable, but… they are not priests of the temple, are they? “After seeing it earlier, I was wondering if that bet was some kind of contract.”

“…is it.”

“Wizards are similar. “When I see the great sage being so reserved in his words, I can see that he was talking about whether it was really a contract.”

“To a serious level?”

“Hmm… I don’t think we’re at the level yet to take a hard line. But it’s clear that my patience is running out. So, even if it’s not enough to persuade them, I think we should at least give them a reason to wait patiently.”

But that statement cannot be ignored. In his view, there is no way wizards who like proof would endure to the end without evidence, and there is no way priests would endure until the end without a good excuse.

After all, for magicians, the logic is that the temple’s hostility toward demons is their top priority.

“know.”

So in the end, I just pray. I hope that he can prove the innocence of that shining soul before their patience runs out.

“What should I do instead?”

The hassle of having to move around separately is over. He leaned back on a makeshift chair and looked for something he could do without moving.

“I don’t think the therapist’s words telling you not to move doesn’t mean you just have to keep your butt still….” The

escort and general manager who was watching said something harsh. This is the escort who was so tired of giving up his life that we met him again despite all the chaos.

“Who doesn’t know that? “I’m accepting it because the situation is shit.”

“If the therapist sees it, he’ll grab my back. “I guess they took the time they didn’t have and went and diagnosed me.”

“If you twist it, it will split your body into two. “If I had someone to entrust my work to, I would have left it to them and rested.”

“Well…”

However, Cheongsanho went ahead with the work despite the guard’s worries. The escort knew the situation well, so he didn’t complain anymore.

“Are there any other stimulants?”

To begin with, Cheongsanho was not the only wizard working with internal injuries. In such a situation, how can a leader enjoy rest?

The reason they were protected as a priority throughout last night was because they knew that they would ultimately be put to great use in moments like this. Knowing that fact, we cannot be carelessly negligent.

“Would you like one?”

“okay.”

Also, in the same context, Cheongsanho received a stimulant and put it in his mouth. A stimulant made from extracts of small black berries and red and white legumes, it leaves a sweet bitter taste lingering in your mouth.

“How many stimulants are left?”

“I gave some to the soldiers earlier… about fifty pieces?”

“You all came out with stimulants instead of catalysts.”

“It’s unfair. “You know that everyone carries stimulants with them by default.”

That’s right. While researching, there are times when you need a stimulant urgently, and it is a hassle to buy it every time.

Even the wizard who sold stimulants wasn’t the type to sell them with set sales times. The technology for that subject was monopolized, so there was no other place to obtain it.

Therefore, it was common for the wizards of Bemurchen to carry three or four stimulants in their arms, and in extreme cases, dozens of them.

Well, if it’s the latter, I think it’s closer to a snack rather than a stimulant effect…

But at the moment, there’s nothing wrong with having a lot of stimulants.

The general public may not know this, but high-level personnel such as wizards and knights don’t even have time to sleep these days.

“Are you ready for contact?”

“We have prepared the magic circle, but we lack a catalyst. If you try like this, you will most likely fail.”

“Tsk.”

Cheongsanho clicked his tongue at the wizards’ report.

Was it really just a handshake to send a wizard who was capable of healing magic and was good at communication magic to the ward? But the situation in the ward has to be moderately poor.

“How is the wall forming?”

“The direction from which the wind blows is almost completely blocked.”

“good. Then, let’s change our focus to building pillars between people. “Don’t forget to leave space so you can set up the tent.”

“All right.”

If possible, I would like to protect people by building earthen walls in all four directions… but the clouds in the sky are too unusual for that to happen. Maybe it will rain.

“I’d like you to come after at least setting up the tent.”

If people come after providing shelter from the rain, they will be able to collect rainwater and use it as drinking water. However, if it comes before that, the death toll will probably increase.

“hmm. Now that I think about it, I heard that the people who evacuated to the west also had to be collected…”

Since the person useful for the rescue was a wizard, the lord of the castle even sent a messenger and asked them to decide who to send.

So, they will need to select people as quickly as possible. The problem is that there aren’t many people to leave now.

“It’s a mountain beyond a mountain.”

Even though we are doing as much as we can by rotating rotations to restore mana, we are severely short on manpower. Who should we leave out here?

He did a quick calculation, recalling the list of available people.

“Ah, it’s here!”

It was around that time that the group sent to find the catalyst returned.

“late.”

“Can’t you see that Yeonggam-taeng is shaking my back right now?”

“hmm.”

One of them, the grandson, got on my nerves by using words he hadn’t used in a while.

It’s not a waste of manpower to use magic without tools, but since he’s a wizard, he has the ability to recognize catalysts. Plus, I have good physical strength—I got an injury on my leg, but if I can walk, that’s okay, right? The therapist said it was a simple bruise, and they sent it because they thought it would be perfect for an urban searcher… but that seemed to be a bit annoying.

However, it reminded me a little of the past. ‘You weren’t that rude when we first met.’ Even if it’s a somewhat strange flashback to memories.

“What are you so annoyed about?”

“…I just think it’s a bit lame.”

“Is it such a shame that the equipment you collected disappeared?”

“…? What are you saying? “I wrote it to survive, so why is it such a waste?”

“then?”

He shook off his sadness and agreed. Well, there’s no way that guy would regret something like that.

He is the one who knows best that no matter what he sacrifices, as long as he lives, he will have a chance to get it back.

“Then what are you so angry about?”

“…Are you worried about the guy who saved the city but ended up dying himself?”

“Something like that- puff puff puff puff puff puff.”

But what now?

At the truly unexpected answer, the waves of Cheongsanho could be heard as if they were talking.

The same goes for the wizards around him. They also made the mistake of being startled and dropping something.

“…you? Are you worried about others?”

“Do you want to have your nose broken? “Is there any room for questioning here?”

“If you look at your personality, you will find the answer.”

“It makes people angry.”

The grandson’s expression became that of a truly angry person. So Cheongsanho decided to leave it at that.

When he fights with his grandson, he is the one who loses. In any sense.

“What is it? But don’t you know that there’s nothing we can do about it?”

“i know. “You’re not doing anything on your own.”

In the meantime, I put the bag and luggage my grandson was carrying on the floor.

Catalysts that seemed to have been scraped together as best as possible in the workshop were glimpsed through the bag. Tools such as saws and carving knives were also included.

“Oh, it’s a catalyst!”

“They’re all low-class… Is this all there is to it?”

“I don’t know. But in the buildings on Workshop Street, this was it.”

“What about the Magic Tower…?”

But in the meantime, someone asked a question about the magic tower. He was a wizard who passed out while guarding the southern gate and did not see the magic tower fly away.

“There was no trace of the building ever existing. “Why are you asking if you know?”

“…what?”

But the grandson didn’t know that. Actually, even if I knew, I wouldn’t have cared.

Some wizards gaped at the merciless remarks and then fell to their knees. They were all people who had reached the end of their research and would have achieved results with just a little more effort.

“…Not one?”

“Not one.”

However, will they be able to complete those studies now that everything they wrote in the lab and during the research process has been lost? Cheongsanho thought it was probably not.

dump.

People were holding the back of their necks and fainting one after another.

It was the result of fatigue that couldn’t be masked even with stimulants, combined with the mental shock that came all of a sudden, cutting off my mind.

“There are fewer people to send.”

But their psychological shock is none of my business.

Cheongsanho calmly expressed regret that the number of manpower it could mobilize had decreased.

Regret about the disappeared Magic Tower? That wasn’t the case either. If you add up all the materials and equipment stored in the Magic Tower, it would amount to an astronomical amount, but it has all evaporated.

Even if you regret that something is already gone, it will not come back. Cheongsanho decided to be thankful that the magic tower flew away only after the demon energy purification ceremony was completed.

“What are you going to do now?”

“We need to make a filter.”

There are many things that people who become refugees need, but few things are more important than clean water. Cheongsanho was reasonably convinced by his grandson’s words.

“why?”

“A request for rescue personnel came from the west gate, but there was no one to send.”

“It would be pointless for me to go, so I’ll just stay.”

“Sure.”

Then who did you send it to? Cheongsanho’s face became even more crooked.

“Great Sage! Contact has been established with Kirchenn!”

“What?”

“Not only will I send reinforcements, but I will also send a message to Dörfumain, Durbanzig, and Schbrücken Bergard!”

However, the news of reinforcements received in the meantime made him feel a little better.

I don’t think it will take about a week for reinforcements to arrive, but it’s a hundred times better than nothing.

“It looks like God hasn’t completely abandoned Bemurchen.”

Sunlight shone through the clouds and fell on the people.