Retired Hero Wants To Sleep

Mission No.4 Reunion (01)

Sarmus, Sarmus.

Reckless firstborn who monopolizes Kswice’s love.

Greed that monopolizes the products of the bountiful earth.

Full desire that does not feel the mercy of the dew.

You…

“Oh, SiX, it’s noisy, come quickly and push this!”

Sir Lefke Moyer, a great sorcerer and my close ally, aspiring for the position of head of the Imperial Magic Guild.

Even though he listened to my humble and beautiful ‘Sarmus Song of the Damned Soldier’, he didn’t sympathize at all and threw a tantrum.

“Look at this, Lady Lefke. Isn’t this a principality? How can a knight of the empire…”

“If you talk any more, I will rip you open and strangle you to death with the intestines inside!”

Realizing that by her nature, I would attempt to strangle her with her organs, I quietly walked over to her side and pushed the door she was holding onto with her hand.

“… So you should have chosen a decent lodging instead of this inn, Lefke.”

“Hey, you crazy bastard! If you hadn’t hit that human, this wouldn’t have happened!”

Of course, I didn’t know at all that the chubby and lost kid was the eldest son of the Duke of Sarmus.

It’s just an insult to the ssaksoo yellow s*xual harassment I committed, but those friends who shake the door with the force of breaking down have accumulated a great misunderstanding about my noble deed.

The next time Duke Sarmus returns to the Empire for a regular report, I’ll have to smash the wagon wheels.

From 『Oman Daejabron (五萬大雜論), where there is no hindrance to life, but if you know it, it becomes bones and flesh that can be enough to serve as a side dish for a drinking party.”

Excerpt from “A Night in Sarmus, Really a Dog.” A lofty archaeologist, a historical historian, and the first knight of the empire, Radvan Centavius.

“How is the analysis going?”

In a quiet tone, Felix asked Yannick Gerhard, the guild leader of the magic guild of the Principality of Sarmus, a question.

Yannick, who had been hanging on to analyze for several days, sighed slightly and turned his shoulder lightly, as if he had noticed Felix’s existence only then.

“I don’t know who made the magic formula, but it’s not very strong. I’m about half way done with the pahoe ceremony. However, the things to be solved in the future are so complicated that I don’t think it will go as fast as it is now.”

Felix nodded his head. No matter how late he said it would be, it was because he was progressing faster than he expected.

Moreover, considering that it was Ewald Kitsuka who completed the magic ceremony in Schheim, it was a natural result. However, Felix is ​​only bothered by the fact that future interpretations will become more difficult.

Still, Felix thought it was within the expected range. In the first place, it was because the way Ebalt made the magic formula itself was not human.

“You are suffering. It may be burdensome, but we ask for an analysis as soon as possible.”

Yannick patted Felix on the arm and chuckled.

“Is it possible? I can’t sleep just by analyzing this genius magic formula. You don’t know how many times I repeat the word ‘great’ in one day.”

“You still have to think about your body.”

Felix, bowing his head respectfully in the guise of a typical ‘nice young man’, quickly turned around.

“Ah, I’m asking this because I’m really curious…”

“Yes, please tell me.”

“Who the hell is the creator of this ceremony?”

“This is Ewald Kitska.”

“… You mean that magic swordsman?”

Felix nodded his head, and Yannick put on an expression that only then did he know.

“I see. That’s why it looks like this.”

“Anything strange?”

Felix slightly tilted his head, and Yannick responded with a slightly bitter smile.

“Why do you say that? That bastard magic swordsman said that he learned magic from the devil.”

Felix’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Of course he couldn’t have learned magic from the devil, but looking at this, he’s a genius enough to believe that he really learned from the devil.”

“Because he was the greatest wizard of his time.”

But Yannick shook his head.

“It must be the strongest even in modern times. Look at this simple, ignorant yet terrifyingly straightforward magic formula. Efficiency is also great. What should I say about this… Should I say it’s unrealistic because there are so many superfluities?”

Felix shut his mouth.

“Anyway, don’t worry too much, I’ll get things done as quickly as possible.”

“… Please.”

* * *

Tosaf’s first daughter.

The dwarf mother who sits on Ohisa’s throne.

In a dwarf society where technology is valued, they are the only class that is admired for their ‘existence’ without technology.

That’s ohisa

Ewald cautiously opened her mouth.

“… Are you like royalty?”

“It is. They are a half-god family with the lineage of the dwarf god ‘Tosaf’.”

Lafon finished the explanation like that.

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“So, to sum it up, did you want to see the world outside of Kaselheim, so you made that fuss?”

Ewald quietly waited for Lafon’s answer.

Of course, in the meantime, Balt was rubbing Usbel’s head with his big fist with tremendous force.

“Ah, oh! Master, I was wrong!”

“It is.”

‘Is it because Ohisa speaks like this?’

It’s the type of tone that you don’t want to mix with as much as possible.

“By the way, why did you follow me?”

“It wasn’t exactly followed, but it was dragged out, wasn’t it?”

“… Excuse me, what are you going to do if I say something bad to you?”

“How can someone who takes responsibility for the actions of someone below him carelessly do harm?”

Now, the ending has been changed from ‘do you buy’ to ‘naika’.

However, Ewald, who was embarrassed by the clear trustworthy answer, smiled shyly without knowing it and applied force to the hand that was holding Usbel.

“Ugya! Split, split!”

“Thank you for your words, but we are a special forces unit belonging to the Empire, so it may be dangerous for Lapon-nim. Going back to Caselheim…”

“The exit was blown up, and I don’t know the way back to Kaselheim, so even if I wanted to go back, I couldn’t.”

“… Why don’t you do anything about it?”

“I hear that often.”

‘… Then I don’t have to fix it.’

Ewald sighed.

“First, let’s go together. But once things are sorted out, you must return to Kaselheim.”

I won the title of enemy of Dvahur and Cheolcheon just by stealing Shuheim, but I didn’t want to be trembling as a kidnapper of Ohisa.

Of course, it wouldn’t be a big deal if Ewald wandered around alone, but now there are more than one family member to take care of.

But Lafon shook his head.

“Ohisa’s decision cannot be reversed unless it shakes the foundations of the dwarves. Don’t worry about me…”

“Then the knife is right. It means we are not on a picnic.”

“If you’re saying that because it’s dangerous…”

Lafon nodded his head with an understanding expression.

And he spat out strange words.

“Útbua.”

As soon as a simple word fell from Lafon’s mouth, Mana was turbulent.

Sensing that, Ewald’s eyes suddenly widened.

This is magic

‘Dwarves use magic?’

But this wasn’t the time to be surprised by magic

The moment the words from Lafon’s mouth mixed with mana, space opened.

And in an instant, fragmented metals jumped out into the air.

‘What is this?’

There was no time to be surprised, and metal and metal started to collide with each other, not knowing where they came from.

And it completely covered Lafon’s body and swallowed Lafon.

“Oh, Ohisa-sama!”

A human figure covered in metal and magic crests clattered in front of Ewald.

A robot almost as tall as Ewald.

Ewald couldn’t even guess what the hell was going on right in front of his eyes.

However, the machine man’s chest part opened with a bang, and Lafon’s body, which was sitting in a rather calm posture, was enveloped in the machine and slightly protruded forward.

“Will this be enough?”

Even Usbel, who was clinging to Ewald’s arm, let out an absurd voice.

“… Swimming?”

“The output is not constant because it is still being calibrated… I’m calculating that with this amount, I can compete with about 20 dwarves evenly.”

Yes.

This girl is also a dwarf at the root.

A dwarf with enough technology to create Schheim.

While overlooking that, Balt opened his mouth with a dumbfounded expression.

“Hey, what the hell is this?”

“It is called kamache.”

‘… If I say that, how will they find out?’

But now, rather than that, this piece of machinery called ‘Kamache’ caught Ewald’s attention more.

Although the machine itself was not very interesting, the pulsation of mana felt throughout Kamache made Ewald’s heart pound.

It was very similar to the feeling I had when I first saw Schheim.

“Can you fight twenty dwarves on an equal footing?”

“It might be a little difficult if you fight the elite, but I think you can fight with a normal Dwarf.”

“Can I touch you for a minute?”

“As long as you don’t touch me.”

I don’t think so anyway.

Ebalt gathered mana in his slightly trembling hands and groped all over Kamache.

Then, wherever Ewald’s touch touched, Kamache reacted to Ewald’s mana, generating a gentle blue light in the form of a line.

“It looks like it was made in the form of mana moving along the line.”

“It is. It has an artificial core imitating the mana core.”

“There must have been a lot of magic stones.”

Honestly it’s pretty

Magical patterns placed here and there, machines that are presumed to be mana condensers based on the condensation of mana, and energy emitters that look like reduced main guns found in Schheim.

Ebalt, who forcibly calmed his pounding heart, looked at Lafon with bright eyes.

“Did you make it yourself?”

“It is.”

Ewald threw a shameless line with an expression full of anticipation.

“Can you make one for me too?”

“… It takes too much material to make it big enough for humans to ride on. And I don’t have the confidence to recreate something of this size.”

“All you have to do is find the ingredients, and what is the most common ingredient? I can help with magic.”

It went to the point where someone had to stop it, but Lafon politely shook his head.

“To develop for human use, the driving method itself needs to be modified, so it has to be designed from scratch. This Kamache also invested 10 years, but since you have to go through trial and error again from the beginning, 20 years is enough…”

“Sheesh.”

Ewald kicked his tongue.

“Besides, isn’t the probability of collecting a large amount of Orichalcum also slim?”

At that line, Ewald’s face completely hardened.

“Duck… What?”

“It was called Orichalcum.”

A laugh escaped Ewald’s mouth.

“… Was it real metal?”

“It is not real. It is no exaggeration to say that Caselheim is actually a fortress built to mine Orichalcum.”

So, is this Kamache’s outer armor also Orichalcum?

“I’ve been adventuring for so long, but this is the first time I’ve seen Orichalcum in person.”

“Most of them come from Orichalcum alloys. It would be best to use pure Orichalcon, but it is a very expensive metal…”

“Can’t it be made of another metal?”

“Because it is a power drive system based on mana, the wear rate is extremely high when replaced with other metals. You have to replace all the parts in one drive, but it’s too inefficient, so it’s not a metal I’d recommend. Or it has to be made of mithril, and mithril is not an easily obtainable metal.”

“… Mithril is also a real metal.”

Ewald let out a self-deprecating sigh at the thought of going through the dungeon for 20 years.

And Usbel hopped around Kamache whether Ewald did or not,

“Give me a ride too, give me a ride.”

Earned a bee