Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 354

So far, many have brought candles and spices. Hating them for proudly presenting them with a flower pot, Elric tricked him into changing it back to gold. Then, the hanryang who followed the expedients written by others without hesitation would become contemplative.

However, unlike those that lose value over time, species retain their value. It wasn’t the answer Elric had hoped for, but the bell the student made was of a high quality that rang from the depths of his heart. Even if you sell it as it is, you will easily earn the gold you spent.

But you can’t even do this?

In the past, I praised the base that filled the room with light because I gave high marks to flexible thinking and smirk. However, on the subject of repeating the expedients I heard somewhere like a parrot, there is not even a detail, so I am asking you to teach me.

Elric’s face contorted terribly.

“You have turned gold into insignificant iron, but don’t you even know how to turn iron into gold! On the subject of turning gold into trash, you want to become the king’s apprentice?! fuck off! Until you turn it into gold!”

When Elric shouted, the disciple went away in a panic. Elric, who kicked out the poor student at once, clicked his tongue and sat down.

The bell sounded good. the bell.

However, such a skill was too trivial for Elric, who possessed the power of understanding. The moment you understand it, it becomes a very easy skill…

No skill can impress Elric anyway. If so, shouldn’t I rather have a wit like the guy who shamelessly brought candles?

If I knew this was going to happen, I shouldn’t have praised him in the first place. Elric lamented and called for the next visitor.

The day has passed.

Two days passed.

During the three days, Elric took care of numerous students and welcomed guests from far away. It was around the time that the memory of the disciple who made a good bell sound in everyday life was gradually being forgotten.

“I did it! You are the eternal Elric. I have done what your Majesty commanded!”

He kept his word that he would exchange the bell for gold. However, that method far exceeded even the imagination of Elric, who had learned all kinds of skills and knowledge.

A brilliant golden bell was placed in front of Elric.

“I admire Your Majesty’s teachings! At first, I thought it was just to throw me out, but… I lacked faith! Forgive me for being disrespectful!”

At first I thought it was a bad joke. I thought he was trying to please her with his wits. So, instead of shouting, I set the rhythm.

However… it soon became clear that the disciple’s discovery was the truth and the truth.

“As Your Majesty guessed, all things are in fact one. Although our artisans alternate between different types of iron, all things come from one source, just as iron is essentially one! In some pure form of matter! Of course you can!”

The disciple firmly believed that Elric had already awakened to the truth and had raised the issue to share his understanding with others. So, whenever he saw Elric, he gave an incomprehensible explanation.

But Elric couldn’t quite understand what he was talking about.

Even common sense makes no sense. How do you turn iron into gold?

You can make weapons out of iron. But still, iron remains iron and becomes a weapon. Making alloys by mixing different types of metals is similar to mixing sesame into flour dough, not turning it into glutinous rice or buckwheat dough. When we call the latter, we call it by a different name than technology. it’s a scam

Elric, who possesses authority, clearly understood that. However, what the disciple said was far beyond the knowledge she had accumulated so far… No, humans had accumulated so far.

“When I did not have faith, I did not dare to guess. However, when Your Majesty told me, my eyes were opened! Is it such a small lump that you can’t even see it? Or whether it flows like water, I don’t know. Maybe it’s so small that it has nothing to do with the form we know. If the sand is very fine, it will flow like water through the crevices of stones!”

I do not know.

An uninvited guest entered the world where everything was divided into possible and impossible. I don’t know. No matter what she knew, I couldn’t pick out the speck of what he was saying.

But she, who has been dominating her entire life… didn’t have the guts to proudly declare that she didn’t know what she didn’t know. That would mean denying the name Elric that had come down from ancient times and the authority it contained.

YuRia Elric calmed down her face about to collapse and said.

“You got it right. I was guessing similarly. I didn’t go into detail like you did.”

“Your Majesty is busy with construction, so it can’t be helped. Just the fact that I am the first disciple to realize Your Majesty’s intentions makes me happy!”

at all. It wasn’t that kind of intention. The disciple just misunderstood.

“Could you show me the shape?”

“Uh… that’s what I’ve been thinking about… but just as a furnace is needed to melt pure steel, a blast furnace that is hundreds of times hotter than a furnace is needed to separate the pure form… by any chance. Your Majesty…”

Needless to say. With the power of a king, she knew the answer.

impossible. It is currently unattainable by human technology.

“It is impossible. Even if the desired temperature is reached, the blast furnace will melt.”

“Is that so…. If you do, you have no choice but to arrive at the unique magic, albeit expediently. The only way to spread the principles Your Majesty has learned to the world is the unique magic.”

If unique magic was the only way to reach it, Elric couldn’t copy it. Elric shook his head.

“I am impossible. It is almost impossible for a person with the power of a king to learn unique magic.”

It’s true. Those who had the power of the king had no talent for unique magic for generations. A power too powerful swallowed up the talent of embodying images.

One truth was used to cover up another truth.

The truth that Elric couldn’t even guess the principle, let alone imagine it.

The king does not know the hearts of the people, but the people also do not dare to guess the hearts of the king. The disciple who respected, worshiped, and adored the great Elric endlessly exclaimed without knowing the meaning behind it.

“In that case, I will become Your Majesty’s unique magician!”

“…is that so?”

“This, too, is a grace bestowed on me by His Majesty. Even to pay it off! I will use this power for you for the rest of my life!”

Elric laughed.

What she had never learned or taught, the disciple arrived at for herself with a little misunderstanding. It surpassed even the power of the king, to a state that no human being has yet reached.

Perhaps boredom was a fairly extravagant feeling. Compared to this sense of helplessness, inferiority, and low pleasure…

“I will allow it.”

“thank you!”

“And in the future… make your discovery more widely known. Demo.”

Recognized by the king he longed for, Demo smiled brightly and bowed his head.

“I will serve you!”

years since then. In the forbidden country, people called alchemists appeared. A few technicians who have been taught by Demo have succeeded in turning steel into gold. Alchemists naturally enjoyed wealth and power and emerged as the real power of the kingdom.

Where there is light, there will also be shadows. With the rise of alchemists, the blacksmiths and technicians who formed the foundation of the golden kingdom had to endure hard times. Even if the gold country is proud of the technician, it is because they have lost their competitiveness in front of the alchemist who directly creates the gold.

It didn’t matter though. The gold of the gold country spread all over the world and returned to all kinds of wealth. Even if you just picked up the bean curd that the alchemists spilled, you enjoyed all kinds of luxury. Even the best artisans spent their years soaked in alcohol, forgetting even their skills.

Covering the growing crack with the brilliance of gold and silk, the gold country indulged in endless luxury and pleasure.

Then one day.

“I don’t accept gold from today in our shop…”

The collapse came as quietly and surely as usual.

“There are too many of you. This means that the gold pieces outnumber the grains. I’d rather have something else…”

Who could have predicted that.

It is golden. A precious metal that has long been a symbol of wealth and used as money anywhere in the world. Since it was highly valued as a catalyst for magical power, everyone coveted gold.

However, as the gold produced by the alchemist outnumbered the stones, humans began to see gold as stones. Economic logic has reversed values that have been passed down for thousands of years.

It was the first time in history that no one expected and no one could prepare for it. Of course, no one had the right solution. Confusion grew out of control.

“Please buy my gold!”

“I have this much gold, so why can’t I give it to you!”

“A raid by bandits? Get a mercenary! He said he would give me all the gold…. What? You don’t get it?”

The tower built of gold collapses in an instant. I just lost my trust in gold, but all the gold that existed in the gold country lost value in an instant and became a nuisance. This was a feat that no alchemist had ever accomplished.

Nothing has changed, but when everyone is impoverished at the same time, there is a commotion. People no longer tried to fight with golden logic. Instead, he picked up a weapon made of steel. Artisans, who had lost their wealth and power due to being pushed by the alchemist, regained their power with the advent of the Age of Steel.

The first action of those who took the weapon was to attack the alchemist. He killed the culprit of all this, the alchemist, and stole their property. Until then, alchemists were only technicians who turned steel into gold, and were unfamiliar with battles, so they were helpless in a series of raids. Neither the gold they believed in so much nor the people who worked with it could save their lives.

Alchemists were hunted and executed throughout the country. Bloodstained gold is scattered on the ground. A bloody wind came out of nowhere and swept across the Golden Kingdom.

“Listen to the high treason demonstration. It is difficult to forgive the sin of putting the country into disaster with your foolish actions.”

Even Demo, the first alchemist, could not escape the fire.

“Put shackles around your neck and hang an iron ball. After that, beat him with a whip and make him roam the forbidden land. I will leave the judgment to the people of this kingdom.”

Now that the hatred of the alchemist has reached the sky, the creator of alchemy will be stoned to death by the people.

The king of gold, Yuria Elric, looked down at the demo with cold eyes and pronounced his death.

***

Yes. felt. This memory resembles the memory of the past seen in the basement of the abyss.

There is such a thing as residual thoughts. When human beings who have reached the state die, the magic and energy they achieved during their lifetime continue to exist even after they die. Occasionally, they forcefully move their bodies to recreate the habits of their previous lives.

Residual thoughts also disappear when a funeral is held, such as cremation or burial, or when the corpse is damaged and cannot maintain its form, but if the original form is maintained by some means, it will continue to exist. like the bottom of the abyss.

And… like this golden palace.

If there’s a question, why do I feel King Elric’s evil thoughts instead of the Golden Goblet?

“Tyr. how is it. Can you feel something… Tyr?”

what. where’s my bodyguard

I was sure he was by my side and I walked with him, but he disappeared before I knew it. what is this. Reading my thoughts, it seems to be nearby.

Rather… Something is strange.

I’ve been through cornfields, but why is there a clearing?

No matter how tall the corn was, it was full of corn, but when I approached a little while ago, there was no such wide open space. The only sight beyond the corn was the next corn. However, after overtaking the hot-poisoned wine and crossing just one corn, an empty lot suddenly appears.

It was an idyllic sight. You can see a large town hall that doubles as a warehouse. I didn’t do anything to dress up, but that’s why I was more affectionate. Behind it is a low hill, behind which a babbling stream flows. The sound of the spinning wheel is loud.

Rural scenery that can be found anywhere.

Of course, it was not visible from the outside. It’s like coming from another world.

As I looked around, farmers trudged out through the cornfields behind me.

Beautiful farmers with corn head to the warehouse. Without a word, he stuffs the corn into it and goes to pick the corn again. like worker ants.

But there was no sign of it. I can’t even read my thoughts

Because all of them working here are homunculus.

“Now you! How to the Golden Palace!”

Meanwhile, an old man wearing a straw hat was looking at me with a shocked expression. It was Hekto, the oppressive lord. After all, only this person had anything to do with the Golden Palace.

‘How did you get here! You wouldn’t even be able to see it from the outside!’

Judging by the reading of his thoughts, that person is the original. I read your thoughts and came this far.

“Didn’t I say that I would give you the end of the day! This is a breach of contract!”

“yes? what do you say I came across this place by chance while looking at cornfields, but this is the Golden Palace?”

“What…!”

Hector, who was embarrassed, immediately gathered his thoughts and shouted.

“Don’t lie! Accurately finding the Golden Palace guarded by the Guardian in this vast cornfield, is it a coincidence? A nonsensical sound!”

Also, the head is fine. But so what are you going to do? What can you do other than whining about lies? If you can’t prove it, then it’s true.

“It’s a real coincidence. I was simply reconnaissance and arrived here. If you had been able to tell me the location of the Golden Palace, you wouldn’t have come here by chance.”

“You were thinking of coming back at the time of reconnaissance!”