Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 154
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Episode 154.
The weather that had been like early spring had suddenly turned into full-blown spring, and it was so hot during the day that I was sweating profusely.
“Ronobe. Do that for me, that.”
“huh.”
Ronobeya was of course incredibly cool thanks to the cool cloth clothes, but that wasn’t the case for everyone else.
“Cool cloth clothes.”
“Ah, it feels cool.”
Since Benny became a knight, he spent more time training with Liam. Since they were both very active and hunted a lot, they were even hotter. Whenever that happened, Lonobe would give Benny ‘Cool Cloth Clothes’ and nurtured their love for each other.
“Baron Jun. Please do that for me too.”
“Why don’t you go away?”
Even though he said that, Ronobé quickly used his magic on Liam. It wasn’t that difficult of a task.
Anna’s grace effects have become more profound, and the number of cool cloths and their duration are now longer than before.
There were no major problems even after using it multiple times.
“Aden. Are you okay?”
“Of course.”
The workers came and waited for a month. A month, but the other soldiers still did not come. Ronobe thought that they were probably all dead. Even if that was not the case, he felt better thinking that way.
Of course, even after a month, Aden was not alone. In the meantime, the number of soldiers brought in by Kayobe through his own efforts had already reached five. Aden became the captain of the guard with five soldiers under his command.
“It’s Ren!”
“It’s Logan!”
“This is Meodis!”
“It’s Gary!”
“It’s strong!”
“Yes, yes. Nice to meet you. Talents who will become the cornerstone of Hopper!”
Although they were called private soldiers, they had no weapons. This was because most of them were children of village farmers. They were some of the neighborhood’s thugs, and they kept causing trouble, so they were sold for money.
So, let alone the armor made of linen, the clothes he was wearing were nothing special. His only weapons were a spear made of stone and a dagger that he had picked up somewhere.
The only advantages are his youth and energy.
That was it.
‘So that’s why they give preference to those with experience.’
But there’s nothing I can do. Right now, I have to polish this up and use it.
Last month.
The number of monsters in the dungeon was increasing. Perhaps due to the totem effect, they were actively breeding, but no matter how hard I searched, I couldn’t find a breeding ground.
The same goes for the dungeon’s mastermind.
“It’s like a labyrinth.”
It was more like a labyrinth than a dungeon. It seemed like I would have to invest more time than I thought.
But the advantages remain.
“But I don’t think there’s a better place for training. There are a lot of monsters, and their level isn’t that high.”
“Well then, that’s good.”
These people, called the Aden Guard, usually roam around the village, going out hunting or helping the residents, and most of them are training.
“I don’t think I’m ready to enter the dungeon yet. I’m not even at the basic level. My equipment…is too poor.”
“That’s true.”
But it’s coming soon.
After a while, they will be trained properly and will be allowed to enter the dungeon. Then, Ronobe will sit still and collect the byproducts and Pune of the monsters they bring.
This is also a plan devised by Ronobe.
‘They enter the dungeon and train. While they are training, they bring mushrooms.’
It’s a very good plan.
‘Automatic hunting is so cool.’
Now Liam, Aden, and the privates are going in together to clean the dungeon.
“Someday, there will come a day when only private soldiers will go in and clean.”
Of course, as soon as they brought the mushrooms, Ronobe would give them ten copper coins as a bonus. Considering their salaries, it was quite a lot. And there was something else they brought besides mushrooms.
“A solid victory with the enemy general’s guts.”
It was the intestines.
A sword made of intestines.
The so-called ‘Sword of the Internal Organs’ became more and more skilled the more it used magic. At first, its teeth were missing and the weight of the sword was all over the place. Ronobe didn’t know because he didn’t use a sword, but Beni said that this kind of sword wasn’t meant to be used.
But now it’s different.
‘The weather is fine, and the balance is… usable. The teeth aren’t falling out either.’
The more you use magic, the more you understand the parts of this magic. But strangely, Vivian’s magic doesn’t have those parts. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out why her internal organs turned into iron and swords.
So now I just create a sword without thinking much about it and think about the guys I’m going to kill with it. Just by doing that, the sword’s uptime increases significantly.
Ronobega, holding the sword, swung it and thought of the person he had to kill.
The main thing that came to mind was Venom.
It’s not venom now.
It was Venom back then.
As I recall my childhood memories and harbor a murderous intent, the sword’s duration has increased significantly from 5 seconds to now up to an hour.
Then I realized that the sword’s maintenance time increases depending on the amount of killing intent that must be put into making the sword.
“In order to last forever, must it be created with eternal hatred?”
It was a darker magic than I thought.
But it was okay. The more you get used to it, the longer the iron sword will last, and its performance will improve. After that, it will be an excellent means to protect the territory of Ronobe.
“I think I’ve filled a hundred internal organs now.”
Because there was so much to do, I forgot how many there were and got confused, but by now, there must have definitely been over a hundred.
“Vivian.”
It was time to receive the quest completion reward.
A dark world unfolds.
A pure white halo of light fell from within it and soon took the shape of a girl.
[I see you again. You’re strong.]
It was Vivian.
Ronobe asked straight away.
“I changed a hundred internal organs into a sword.”
To be honest, for him, a magician, an iron sword is not such a necessary magic. However, Ronobe valued the fact that the internal organs were made of iron more than the iron sword.
It doesn’t have to be a sword.
‘A solid victory with the enemy’s guts.’
Vivian’s miracle is for victory.
In order to win, he would use the enemy’s internal organs or anything else. Ronobe was probably a miracle that blossomed in the midst of a fierce battle.
[I’ll give you a prize.]
At the same time, Ronobe’s arm was cut off.
“Gyaaaaaaah!! My arm! My arm…!! Aaaaah! I think I’m going to pee myself!!”
Ronobe’s arm, which was torn off, was turned into iron by Vivian’s hands.
[A firm victory by the hands of the enemy general.]
The torn off arm was soon attached to Vivian’s hand and transformed into an ‘iron gauntlet’.
[Make three hundred swords and gauntlets from your internal organs and arms. Then I will give you my favor again.]
Vivian took off the gauntlet made from Ronobe’s arm and threw it away, then disappeared with a cool smile.
“Phew, phew…”
Ronobe woke up in his room and felt relieved as he rubbed his torn arm.
“It is now certain. I need Vivian’s magic.”
Whatever the origins of her magic, or what kind of life she lived with it, it was clear that Ronobe needed that magic.
“She teaches magic without requiring separate offerings. That alone makes Vivian a great god.”
Although I don’t know what the intention is, it doesn’t seem to have any great malicious intent. Above all, it has very high magical potential.
‘This time, the gauntlet.’
Next up would probably be Grave. It would most likely be leg braces. And after that, I think there would be armor and a helmet for the chest area.
“The black insides are outstanding.”
Right now, Ronobe’s skill level is poor, but the sword Vivian made looked so elegant and sophisticated that it was hard to believe it was an ordinary iron sword. It wasn’t a simple iron sword, it was on the level of a steel sword. Perhaps, if Ronobe trained, he could make a sword like that someday.
“Is the quality of the intestines important?”
Maybe so. I don’t know what part of dealing with that quality is, but it’s something we’ll figure out in the future.
“Your Highness the Baron.”
“Uh. Liam, why.”
“Norman has come to find you.”
“Norman? Oh, let me in.”
Norman was the leader of the laborers and he has done a lot of work in the past month. The town of Hopper is no longer a place where only weeds grow. Houses of various sizes have been built and there are already more than ten of them.
“I meet you, my lord.”
“What kind of greeting is that between us? Take a seat.”
Ronobe was sitting in the office that Norman had built. He had built a modest mansion to live in until the castle was completed, and the house was sturdier and more to his liking than he had expected. It was only natural, considering he had built a two-story mansion.
‘The mansion is two-story, after all.’
Ronobe was practicing magic while touching his internal organs in his second-floor office.
That’s why the smell of blood was so disgusting.
“Ahem. That’s it. I think we should start drawing up the castle design now. That way, we can at least lay the groundwork…”
“Oh, right.”
Norman was quite passive and arrogant at first, but as time went by, he became more respectful to Ronobe. Ronobe didn’t know why, but Aden told me.
-He said he wanted to make a castle.
It seems like he wants to build a castle.
What can I say? An architect’s pride is divided into whether or not he built a castle.
However, a castle is not something that can be built carelessly, and it is said that it is difficult to get work because no one will entrust it to someone without a long career and years of experience. In addition, the senior architects were very territorial, which is why Norman came here.
‘What did he say? He said he was a lowly nobleman who seemed to have no money, but he was surprisingly rich and was in a state of anxiety.’
He was a pretty spiteful guy, but his passion as an architect was tolerable.
“What kind of last name do you want?”
“Can I make a castle now?”
“That’s difficult. You’ll have to make sure to give yourself plenty of time to do it. After all, it’s a village without fences. However, you’ll have to decide on the order of things depending on whether you draw the blueprint first or not.”
“hmm…”
The house has just been completed.
I didn’t want to discuss sex from the beginning.
‘I don’t have any money…’
To build a castle, you need a lot of wood and stones. And you need a lot of manpower, and all of that is money. You have gold, but you don’t know what will happen, so if you can, you should save it.
“People come first, don’t they?”
“Of course. So…”
Norman took three pieces of parchment out of his pocket and unfolded them. They were all drawings.
“You have a talent for drawing. You draw well.”
“This is a village plan…”
“Oh, really? This? Is this Hopper?”
The first picture is of a towering castle and walls, and a densely populated town. The castle was made of square stones. There were two spires, and a strong castle towered in the middle, as if it had been prepared for war.
The second drawing shows only the castle and the village, without the walls. It seems to be a conceptual drawing with the growth of the village in mind.
The last third was quite different from the pictures we had seen before.
“What is this? The last name is strange.”
“It’s a castle made entirely of wood.”
When you say castle, isn’t it made of stone? But this is a castle made of wood. It’s a castle made of wood. It’s vulnerable to fire and the wood rots quickly in the wind, so it doesn’t last long.
There is no reason to make it like this.
But Norman shook his head.
“Our situation is not good, is it? So, we first make the fence as wide as possible and tamp down the ground. We maintain it like that, and when villages start to form outside the fence, we build stone walls little by little inside the fence.”
I think I know what you mean.
Since we don’t know what will happen yet, let’s first make a frame out of wood.
“Once the village starts to grow, a fence will be necessary anyway. Wild animals and monsters will inevitably gather where people live. Humans are easy prey to them.”
“Tell me more.”
“Of course, it’s not an ordinary tree. I’m going to use oak. But as you know, oak is…”
“It’s expensive. And it’s not easy to cut.”
“That’s right. Each oak tree will cost about a silver coin.”
I don’t know how much wood it would take to make a fence out of oak.
At least hundreds to thousands are needed, and each costs one silver coin. It’s incredibly expensive. And when you consider the transportation and labor costs to get them to the hopper, their food, carriages, and horses, the cost is bound to be astronomical.
“Why can’t you just use wood?”
“It’s not like it can’t be done, but…”
“It’ll collapse any minute.”
“That’s right. If you’re preparing for war against monsters, bandits, or other territories, nothing beats an oak tree.”
The saying goes that expensive things are better.
Either way, it’s something that takes money and time.
“Oak trees are difficult. They take time. So it’s better to cut down nearby trees and make a fence.”
“Ahem…”
Norman didn’t seem too keen on it. But he couldn’t say no. The owner of this place was Ronobe.
“Okay, I will do that.”
“Build more houses. More people will come in a month.”
The conversation with Norman ended like this. Just as I was about to practice my magic more, another guest arrived.
He was the captain of the Aden guard.
“marriage?”
“Yes. Wouldn’t it be better if you blessed them? They will be loyal to their lord, have children, and live diligently.”
“Hmm, good.”
The person marrying was one of those who had been sold into slavery.
I think their names were Gamarin and Ella.
‘Does the lord originally do things like this? Aren’t you the village head, not the lord?’
Still, it’s a happy thing.
Getting married in your own village.
“Why don’t you all do it? If you’re going to do it, let’s do it all at once. If you get married now, I’ll give you two chickens each.”
That’s how the group wedding was held.
They gathered in groups of three or five, dressed up nicely, and came with their puffed-out chests sticking out.
“I didn’t know I could do this much.”
Who would have thought that they would marry two chickens instead of a goat? They were slaves with no backs, so it was very hot. In a daze, Ronobe even asked for their blessings and slaughtered two pigs that he had brought from the sist.
The village chief sent four pigs to the hopper as a gesture of good faith, and these were two of them.
“Thank you, my lord!”
“Let’s live happily ever after!”
The newlyweds and grooms rushed to thank Ronobe and offer her blessings. They were the ones who should have been blessed, but they kept thanking her until their mouths were sore.
Ronobe was overcome with a strange feeling, but he blessed them with a smiling face.
That night.
Ronobe gathered the new grooms together and secretly handed them something.
“Ahem, this is really good… you know?”
The newlyweds didn’t know English.
Ronobe was frustrated.
“I’m speaking as a senior who got married first. It’s right to grab a woman at night. Do you just grab her? No. If you have this, just block it! Huh? Block it! Huh? You get it?”
“Is that so?”
“Your Majesty, with this too…”
“Oh my! I’m already a very energetic person even without this! What do you think of people!”
“Then why do we…”
Looking at those who were complaining, Ronobe answered with dizzy eyes.
“This is just courage. I am just giving you courage. If you have this, you will be very brave! You will be a very proud husband. You will never be a man who bows his head!”
“Oh, ohhh!”
After finishing his speech, Ronobe handed out potions to everyone.
It was Ponegra.
Of course, it was diluted with water.
“Have a great night… and have children to be proud of. Answer.”
“yes!”
“Yes! I will definitely become someone that the lord can be proud of… Hehe.”
“Ahem. Then let’s disperse.”
Ronobé smiled happily as he watched the newlyweds carefully holding Ponegra.
“In the next year, the number of people paying taxes to me will double.”
No, if I had twins, I might triple my income. If not taxes, I might become a serf. Either way, I was fine.
Their lives will make Hopper prosperous.
“Even if you talk about love now, you’ll soon be drinking, beating your wife, and beating your kids.”
There are often cases where violence is the best medicine, whether it be for humans or animals. There are people who cannot perceive reality unless they are hit, so a certain amount of violence is necessary.
Although Ronobe had a childhood steeped in violence, he has no intention of unconditionally opposing violence.
“Just don’t kill them. It’s okay if you hit them moderately. But don’t kill them.”
Children grow up fighting and getting hit by each other. But they shouldn’t die because of that. Violence and murder are different cases.
*
After playing in bed until lunchtime and then eating and taking care of business, Ronobe realized that there was nothing special on the agenda and fell into deep thought.
“I need a proxy.”
The need for a lord’s representative to manage the estate became urgent. Ronobe narrowed his eyes as he looked at the parchments on his desk.
Most people preferred to talk about their problems face to face, but letters from outside the village were different.
Although Ronobe was no longer blind, he still had difficulty reading letters. He had to read them one letter at a time, like an old man, so it was no ordinary labor.
“Why doesn’t this world use Hangul?”
I was thinking of teaching them Korean, but then I thought they might be labeled heretics or traitors. In a kingdom, it is right to use the kingdom’s language.
-Caw! I’m here! Caw! Caw!
“What is it, you little punk?”
Ronobe narrowed his eyes as he watched Aekku sitting by the window, grooming himself.
‘This kid has grown up a bit.’
Even though the window wasn’t that narrow, it looked small when the little girl was sitting there.
It seemed like he had gotten bigger than before.
‘Is it because of the rocks? Does it really work?’
I don’t know. Originally, it was ambiguous whether crows were originally large or not, as they say that there are adults as big as eagles. It’s still ambiguous. Ronobe ground up the prepared meat into a rock and threw it at Aekku with his magical power.
Thud! The little one who had received the food began to whine and ask for more.
“Wait a minute, you punk.”
After eating three more pieces of meat, the magpie finally clicked its beak in satisfaction.
“Be quiet. Is there anything strange happening to Elicia?”
-No! No! Caw! No! There is!
“What is it?”
-War! East! Territory! Ronobe! Wizard! Caw!
“What the heck is this?”
It seemed like there might be a war in the eastern territory… It was hard to believe.
“It hasn’t even been a year since the war ended. What kind of war is this?”
-Elysia! Ronobe! We needed it! We asked for help from the east! Caw!
“Help? Are you going to war in another territory?”
If so, that makes sense.
If you have requested assistance from Gradas in the Eastern Territory, then you are in a situation where you, as a territory wizard, are needed.
“Because it’s war… there’s no separate letter?”
-No! No! Caw!
It means that it is not a serious enough problem to inform him yet. If it is not Gradas’ problem, there is no need to step forward first. Ronobe went out of the mansion after hearing that the merchants had come while he was practicing magic.
“Piyove. Are you here?”
“Meet Baron June.”
I’m still like that because I got upset last time.
Even before the migration, he came and gave me the goods and paid the money, and then he left. When he became a noble and went to the Sist, he made a fuss and it seems he was really upset.
“Hey, next time you come, bring some guys to work. Guys who are good at using force.”
“… why?”
“Please cut the mountain down a bit.”
Hopper has many mountains.
The cave with the dungeon is connected to the mountain, so it can be left alone, but the bottom is not the same. In order for the village to prosper, the mountain below must be leveled.
It feels more like a hill than a mountain, so if you use some magic and hire people, you can quickly level it and make it into farmland.
If you come across stones in the meantime, collect them because you will have a lot of use for them later.
“Okay. Let’s go.”
“good.”
They’ve become a little more awkward, but it’s probably not just because of what happened last time. It’s because Ronobe’s status has risen. Even though they’re family, it must be quite burdensome for Piyobe to talk to Ronobe, who has become the leader of the village, comfortably outside.
“Your Majesty.”
“Yeah. But why? Captain of the Aden Guard.”
“The sword and shield arrived from Sist today, so I plan on sending the crew to the dungeon tomorrow.”
These were weapons made by the mercenary blacksmiths of the Sist. They weren’t all that great of weapons, but they were much better than what they were carrying.
Each iron sword costs five silver coins.
A broadsword of moderate size and length.
It was all bought with Ronobe’s money.
It could be said that the sword and shield were imbued with Ronobe’s blood, sweat, and tears.
“Order them to bring me mushrooms, entrails, and cut off the monster’s arm.”
“Your arm?”
“There is something that needs to be done.”
“Oh, I understand.”
I’m worried that some strange rumor might spread, but there’s nothing I can do about it.
‘Pay back the investment with automatic hunting.’
It was all for the good of the land.
End