Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 82



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Episode 82. Something that everyone can understand

It’s a new story, but there were letters at the time of the struggle.

I don’t know who created it. What I’m sure of is that it didn’t exist at the beginning of the struggle. It wasn’t there when the Shujor Alliance first came into being.

It was probably created by either the Borin or Rulmo tribes. The reason for its creation was simple.

“There are so many people that it’s a bit difficult to count… … I should write it down.”

There are too many to draw with each stick, so I created symbols to represent numbers.

Later, others also created their own symbols. As the war intensified, the Lumo people made a lot of money, and as commerce developed, mathematics inevitably emerged for counting, and such methods naturally spread.

It’s absurd, but the giants were taught the secrets of easy addition and multiplication that they would only teach in elementary school, and they were taught it as a vision. As a result, letters developed independently.

In other words, there were only ‘symbols’ and not real letters.

This kind of symbol was widely used in datang as well. When making a medal, or engraving a name. Who made it? Who made the innovation? It has been around for so long that it is impossible to define it.

However, it did not develop into writing. This is because writing was meant to be seen by others, while commercial mathematical symbols were secretly transmitted, and when the Datang people showed something to others, they simply showed the memories stored in the fire spirits.

In that respect, surprisingly, the first person to create letters was Liwaduwan.

“If we are to leave our name in Hochukoi, we need a universal symbol.”

Liwaduwan was not a linguist, so the first script he created was a mixture of pictographs and phonetic symbols. It eventually evolved into a script with ideographs and phonetic symbols added.

In short, there is a hieroglyph that means Shujore, and when you add a pronunciation symbol to it, it is read as Shujora, Shujore, etc. Shujora and Shujore have different meanings.

This has something in common with the language of Datang, so Datang imported the Shuzor script out of nowhere. In fact, considering that Erin, Baekan, and Iyakan in the north were already using the script, the introduction of the script was very late.

But this character was a mess, because how wide is the datang?

Since each person uses their own symbols, people in different regions may read the same letters differently or understand them with different meanings. It is quite noble to create a new letter for oneself.

Ultimately, the first task of the unifier is to organize these ‘letters’, ‘symbols’, and ‘numbers’.

One person takes on the task that Datang and Shuzor had given up on because they didn’t think it was a priority.

To be exact, it was a family.

The Lumo tribe is gentle but strong, and tends to be somewhat aggressive towards their own kind.

Those who have a lot get everything: wealth, fame, family, happiness, and those who don’t have enough get nothing.

That’s why there are many people who dream of becoming rich by working hard as mercenaries in the Shujor Alliance.

However, those who truly have it do not necessarily have to join the Shujor Alliance. The giants of the Lulmoh tribe were like that.

“Liwaduwan. Is this enough for this season’s arrow supply?”

“That’s enough. That’s a good deal.”

Interest is the most successful rule of this era.

He has dozens of wives. He has hundreds of children. He is rich enough to feed them all, and he is also wise and resourceful. Naturally, he also possesses tremendous physical strength.

His abilities were not just something he had achieved in his time. He was the successor of the Medakbo clan, a noble family that existed thousands of years ago, before Datang even came to Shuzor.

He also possesses a mysterious power called the ancestral spirit, and in order to obtain this power, he had to fight his own brothers and prove his abilities.

The successor to the Medakbo family is simply named ‘Medakbo’. There is no concept of a surname.

The first Medakbo continued to pass down the name to future generations, and became more and more powerful, until now even Liwaduwan was a giant who was intimidated by Medakbo.

Well, it was closer to respecting Liwaduwan than to being really at a loss, since he could kill all the Lulmo tribesmen on this land if he wanted to.

Anyway, this Medakbo family is extremely wealthy and has countless clans under their control, so they always take the lead in gatherings of the Lullmo nobles. You could say they are the leaders of the Lullmo tribe.

As a prehistoric leader, he is at the level of a tribal confederation leader, but the great wealth and power he possesses are real. He continues to travel between the south and the north, and continues to expand his family.

And it exercises its influence not as a nation state, but as a kind of prehistoric-corporate entity.

If you had that much power, there was one thing you could do.

“Every time I meet a new tribe, I feel so uncomfortable communicating with them.”

“Isn’t it inevitable? Even if you teach them the language, they’ll just change it when you come back a few years later because they’re so far away.”

“I know. But why go through all this trouble just to sell one thing… … .”

Medakbo saw the script used by the Shujor Alliance at the time and decided to make it the standard.

In a sense, Medakbo was trying to create a kind of catalog. Some objects have some signs. Some signs have some pronunciations. Some symbols have some meanings… … .

This is used in all places by the power of the family, and all the rules are used. It is just a character that indicates a product.

“What is this?”

“It’s our family’s symbol. It’s the ‘bee.’ Why, it all started when our family’s ancestors discovered a forest full of honey pots.”

“Oh.”

It’s not just any bee. It’s something close to a demon, and it takes magic power from the demons and refines it into a high-purity magic substance. It’s a high-magic recovery potion that seems to have concentrated the ‘Homu’ that only grows in Dator.

For the Lulmoz, it was also a healing medicine. For the Patchar, it was an important supply item.

The simple idea of ​​consistently writing goods became the norm for the Shujor Alliance a hundred years later, even with prehistoric levels of transportation and cultural power.

Furthermore, Seiwamuyu and Datang also began to use the pictographic characters they created.

And even a hundred years later, the Medakbo family still existed.

The Medakbo clan is now a huge clan. Although Medakbo is only one person, he is the head of a clan that rules over many clans.

Now Medakbo has become a prehistoric king. King of Lulmo. He is in a difficult situation after the war.

“It would have been better if the war had continued… … . Now you’re a Datangin? Liwaduwan was a strict leader, but this Chaun is even more… … .”

Especially at that time, the conflict between Hochukoi and Mainilun was beyond imagination due to tax and legal issues. It seemed as if war would break out again.

The other Rulmoo giants are betting on starting a new war and trying to make things worse somehow. Borindo, too. Borindo is one of the races that gets better as the war escalates.

But Medakbo was different. His ancestral spirits did not make such a judgment.

“War will never happen again. No matter how much you incite it, neither Ol Chaun nor Liwaduwan have the heart to wage war.”

“Then wouldn’t the more we contribute to preventing war, the greater the benefits?”

The Medakbo family used his wealth to get involved in the conflict between the two powers. It was crazy. The betrayal felt by the Lulmos was incredible. There were even several direct plots to kill them.

But he held on strong. And as a neutral judge, he encouraged each other and effectively mediated their dispute, balancing Shuzor’s poor circumstances and Datang’s fear of Shuzor.

“I thought you said Medakbo. That Rulmoh’s mediation proposal seems the most reasonable. What do you think, Liwaduwan?”

“agreement.”

So, the Medakbo clan suddenly emerged as a huge power with the support of both Mainilun and Hochukoi.

Until now, he was just the most powerful of the influential figures of the Rulmos, but now he has become the officially recognized representative of the Rulmos and the true king.

Medakbo goes one step further here.

“How about writing down what you said?”

“Writing? You’re writing?”

“Yes. It would be difficult to rely on memory. Storing it in a fire would be disrespectful to the Shujor Alliance. However, since anyone can carve, why don’t you carve it yourself? From now on, all agreements will be written down.”

“Hmm… … . There’s no reason not to do it. Good.”

All Chaun naturally entrusts the task to the Medakbo family. The task of creating and arbitrating the standards of so-called ‘writing’ and ‘character’ is entrusted to the neutral Lulmo, not the Dutan or Shujor alliance of All Chaun.

“Medakbo. That’s your name, but you don’t have a title. From now on, you are a member of the Datun. The one who engraves… … . Hmm… … . How about ‘Rejohui Medakbo’?”

“I am honored that you have bestowed upon me the title of Rezophie. All right.”

The so-called Medakbo family will now inherit the position of ‘Secretary-General’. The Secretary-General’s main job is literally to write.

Write, engrave, and widely distribute official documents. Set standards for letters and characters, and determine pictures and symbols.

And ink made from magic honey. All official documents are written with it by branding it with a symbol representing a bee.

“Now our family, the name Medakbo, has risen to a level where it can no longer be elevated!”

Osozou, Dator, Shujor, and even Seiwamuyu, there are official documents circulating with Medakbo’s seal on them.

Naturally, the beekeeping industry to make the ink also grew, and he was given a huge territory. He had thousands of people who wanted to be his wife, and hundreds of real wives, so he could sleep with a different wife every day throughout the year. He had so many children that he couldn’t remember them all.

This great power greedily fattens the ancestral spirits that protect the Medakbo family.

Just as the rancher’s love for cattle and art gave birth to the Paldin Koa… … the ancestral spirits of the Medakbo family have now reached that level.

The growth was rapid, as it had a much greater influence in a short period of time than before.

In other words, it means that the influence of this man who made the family grow the most and the most. That ego took up the largest share in the name Medakbo… … .

In other words, the first ‘Rejohui Medakbo’ is now unable to die even if he wants to.

“Whoa! I’m definitely dead… …? What about this body? Hahahaha! I’ve also reached the realm of Mine Ni Run!”

“Oh my! A minecrafter like me has appeared again!”

No matter how you die, you will be possessed by someone in the Medakbo family, just like Paldin Koa was possessed by the Quako tribe.

The Quako tribe were originally animals, so the conflict was not great, but the Lezohui Medakbo went through a period of intense madness and conflict, and eventually the spirit of his descendants was absorbed into the giant Lezohui Medakbo, and their personalities went through a complex process of becoming one.

At first it was considered a scary thing, but with a little bit of public opinion manipulation it was not difficult to make it seem like something to be proud of and honored.

The successors to the Medakbo family desperately compete with each other when it comes time to inherit the family, and no matter who they were before, the moment they become successors, they are ‘possessed’ by something.

The mystery of the ancestral spirit is so great that it immediately transforms a person into a superhuman, and instead absorbs and eats his or her ego.

“What great luck that this has happened in my generation! Hahaha! I will enjoy this power forever with a body that will always remain young!”

Hmm… … Is that really so?

“Great All-Chaun… … Please allow me to resign.”

“no.”

“Please… … Haven’t I worked hard enough… … .”

“Is there anyone here who has worked less than you?”

“That’s right. Just accept it~”

“That’s just how life is.”

“Minnirun is living a life of dedication.”

“Oh my. Doesn’t it make you happy to see your descendants prosper?”

“That’s right. I’ve been with All Chaun for thousands of years now, and I still don’t get tired of it.”

“What kind of resignation is this? Resignation? What can we do when a capable person is just playing around?”

“Shut up and go write some documents.”

Rezohui Medakbo. The duties this man is in charge of in Datang are ‘taxation’, ‘constitution’, ‘drafting official documents’, ‘trial of different races’, etc.

For example, the Deputy Prime Minister of Economic Affairs, the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, a diplomat, etc. Wow. So many hats? Even if I lived one day as if it were two days, I wouldn’t be able to finish my work.

Does that mean he has a lot of power? Of course not. There are all these old men and there are other veterans who have been working for thousands of years, so how can a newbie who is only 200 years old dare to impose his power?

Even if a person is driven around until he can’t eat or sleep properly, it has to be done.

“This is not something a person should do!”

MinnieRun is not a human. He is a superhuman.

“Ahhhhhh… … . Someone kill me… … .”

“You’re coming back to life.”

“Do you think I’m just playing around…? I work harder than you. Don’t even think about running away to your death. If you really run away, I’ll destroy your soul in the name of Liwaduwan.”

“Eww!”

So what… … . It’s just a good experience in life. You have to think and work on it. What other way is there?

And this Medakbo is very capable and hard-working. His achievements are also great, so much so that he could have become a main runner even if there were no ancestral spirits.

Let’s take a calm look at the achievements of this man who cannot resign. This man who set standards that everyone can accept is a very important person in the unification era.

Fantasy starting from the Stone Age