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[Luet!]
[Is it really Luet? We've been forgetting about you all this time...!]
The large pupils of the Felinoids tribesmen were filled with moistness.
-[Please convey to our friend inside. Neru, representing the Felinoids tribe, expresses gratitude for a thousand years of lonely hard work. No matter how hard I try to remember, I can no longer recall who it was....]
The words Neru spoke when they first found the third tomb.
The Felinoids tribemen's hearts were overflowing with emotions upon finally meeting the old friend they had recently remembered.
Has the thousand years of solitude finally come to an end?
Luet stood still, observing Jin and the others who appeared before her.
Though she had communicated with Valeria throughout, seeing the door open didn't make it feel real.
"Yes. I have come to keep my promise, head butler."
Jin reached out his hand toward the inside of the door and spoke.
Luet fixed his gaze on that hand and then surveyed his surroundings and the back.
The scenery of a thousand years ago, with its storm castle atmosphere, was being reproduced.
Once a place where loved ones and comrades always spent time together, and after they all perished, only deep sadness and loneliness remained.
That scenery was vibrating and losing its form.
It was a phenomenon caused by forcibly opening the subspace.
Now was the time to leave this place and walk toward the light left behind by their past selves.
Luet slowly moved her steps and held Jin's hand.
Feeling the warmth of another person that she hadn't felt in a long time made her eyes grow warm.
[Oh, my, showing such a sloppy appearance as soon as we meet again.]
"There's no need to worry, it doesn't feel that way at all."
[Luet! It's me, Neru! Do you recognize us?]
[You must have been very lonely inside, right?]
[Neru, Lulu, Miru... You all seem to be safe.]
"Head butler, won't you be a little glad to see me too?"
Luet's eyes narrowed as she turned her gaze away.
Bale seemed slightly embarrassed by that unenthusiastic gaze and coughed awkwardly.
[...Sir Bale. Although you appeared disappointing a thousand years ago, it seems you have once again found your true purpose as a ten great knight, following Sir Jin's lead. It must have been Sir Jin who released you from the seal.]
The ones who sealed Bale were the ten great knights of that time.
Luet recalled the memories of Bale running amok, destroying the world every day after Sarah's death.
"Oh, well. That's... how it is, I suppose. Maybe."
[While I understand your sorrow, have you ever thought about how we felt having to seal a comrade who was running wild like a madman?,"] Luet asked. [Have you ever considered that?]
When he first awakened from the seal, Bale spoke as if he and Luet were on good terms, but the reality was different.
Bale's spirit quickly died down at Luet's voice.
[I'm sorry…]
[Remember, you must never let such things happen again. Sir Jin just called me head butler, and it's probably because I still have to fulfill that role just like back then. Therefore, I will watch over you as the head butler of the clan. Do you understand?]
Based on Bale's behavior up until now, he would sometimes complain or act stubbornly, but now, carefully sensing the atmosphere, Bale nodded heavily.
Luet had a way of handling the ten great knights, including Bale, in the past.
As Bale became visibly downcast, Luet smiled and patted his shoulder.
[Of course, I'm pleased to see you. Thank you for coming back now.]
"Yeah! Hehe, you are back for real this time."
Jin thought to himself, observing the experienced teacher and the mischievous troublemaker separately, that there really wasn't a pair like them.
Luet's gaze turned to Valeria.
Unbeknownst to herself, Valeria had been tightly gripping her elderberry staff since Luet emerged.
[Ms. Valeria Hister. So, you are the record mage that Sir Jin mentioned. You possess powers similar to our fairies…]
Luet and Valeria had been conversing in resonance until now, but most of their conversation was about methods to open the subspace.
Luet was still unaware that the name "Hister" was born from the will of the fairies.
Yet, when Luet saw Valeria in person, she felt an unfamiliar sense of kinship.
No, even during their resonance, it had been the same.
There was no need for the group to explain that matter separately.
As Luet gently waved her hand in the air, a blue-glowing Record Window appeared, and within it, a video began to play.
The video showed a woman resembling Luet and Valeria, along with the image of Sheila.
"Until the very end, the fairies who fought against Zipfel were all forgotten."
[Human, what are you talking about all of sudden?]
"But their souls, their final records, permeated the nature of this world and became seeds. For four hundred years, those seeds flowed through various parts of the world, and finally, they sprouted and gave birth to a human... That human is... me, Minka Hister. You need to know this, you who are the cursed descendants of the fairies."
It was the day Minka Hister, the ancestor of the Histers, visited Sheila.
Luet and Valeria couldn't take their eyes off Minka in the video.
For Luet, it was the moment she discovered the existence of her own descendants, which she had been unaware of. And for Valeria, it was the moment she saw the progenitor of her lineage.
[Just as Runcandel left behind the spark of Sir Jin, my kin left behind the flame called Ms. Valeria. Now I understand what Sir Jin told me back then. My kin, your roots…]
Luet gently embraced Valeria.
[I heard that you are the last survivor of the Hister bloodline. I imagine your life must have been filled with hardships and sorrow. I hope my return can bring you some comfort.]
Valeria fought back the urge to let tears flow.
It was because she didn't want to show any weakness to Luet.
Instead of comforting Valeria, Luret nodded as if impressed by her ability to suppress her emotions.
'I didn't feel it during our last meeting, but the head butler has quite the commanding presence. Well, considering that Bale doesn't even make a sound, she must have been a strict head butler.'
Jin felt a strong sense of reassurance from Luet.
[Hmm, you have a good posture, Ms. Valeria. It's good to endure when you can. Of course, comfort is necessary, but now is a time for determination and a sense of mission. We are still incomplete. I haven't retained all the memories from a thousand years ago, and my powers have greatly weakened. Your magic is probably not fully developed either.]
"Yes, Ms. Luet."
[From now on, let's work together to reclaim what we have lost. I also want to use the name Luet Hister from now on, rather than Luet Damiro Yul. It's the name left by my kin. May I have your permission?]
Valeria nodded her head continuously, resembling a girl meeting a respected adult. Luet smiled at her.
It was a sight that Jin had never seen in their past lives.
[Sir Jin.]
"Yes."
[What is your current position in the clan?]
"I am the 12th flagbearer and the Young Patriarch."
[And the current patriarch of the clan?]
"He is absent. I will explain it in detail later."
[In that case, until the patriarch of the clan returns, can I work with the thought that there is no one above me except for you, sir?]
"There will be many tasks for you."
[I understand. I will formally greet you again, Lord Young Patriarch. From now on, as the head butler of the clan, Luet Hister, I will resolve the major and minor affairs of Runcandel under the command of lord young patriarch.]
Luet knelt down with one knee and made a respectful gesture, which caught Jin off guard.
This had always been the case with his distant ancestors whenever such a situation arose.
But soon, Luet, in a calm and composed voice, admonished him.
[Even if it were Temar who knelt before you, or even if it were some god who knelt before you, the Young Patriarch must remain composed and dignified.]
Jin pondered how to respond, then nodded with a solemn expression.
"Understood. Please rise. I will introduce you to the members of the clan and the comrades from the Vamel alliance."
[Yes, Young Patriarch. I am looking forward to it.]
Before taking Luet to Runcandel and Tikan, they had to visit the Wantaramo Forest first.
The felinoids tribesmen, who had already developed a significant liking for Sheila, felt a sense of unease as they witnessed Luet's strong and resolute personality, which they had forgotten.
Perhaps to Luet, Sheila was nothing more than a foolish traitor.
As they arrived at the Wantaramo Forest through the dimensional portal of the felinoids tribe, Sheila folded her wings and greeted them.
[...Elder sister.]
Sheila looked at Luet with an anxious gaze, and Luet met her with eyes that revealed nothing of her inner thoughts.
Although she was the long-awaited elder sister, now that they were face to face, it was difficult for Sheila to find the right words to start the conversation.
[Shil Damiro.]
Luet called Sheila by her old name.
The other descendants of the fairies, witnessing Sheila's attitude, lowered their heads, feeling embarrassed by their initial fear of Luet. The memories of Luet had returned to the fairy descendants, and they felt ashamed.
[Elder sister, I…]
[After a thousand years, do you intend to make excuses?]
Sheila tightly bit her lower lip and lowered her head.
[No, I just want to apologize. To you, elder sister, and to our lost and forgotten kind. Even if it is a meaningless apology.]
[Yes, I know it well. Late regret and apology have no value. You disappointed me a thousand years ago when you endangered our tribe, but look at the result. Our people, including me, who fought until the end left the descendants called Histers, while you who turned your back on your duty were cursed by the Witch.]
Sheila couldn't reply and lowered her head.
[But I believe you have paid enough of a price.]
[...Elder sister?]
[So now, don't make the same mistake as before... When the time comes to fight, to protect the world, step forward and risk your life when those who seek to save the world need your power.]
Sheila's pupils widened.
[If I promise to do that, will you forgive me?]
[What you need is not my forgiveness but your own forgiveness. So, you don't need to ask me for forgiveness. I have never hated you.]
Upon hearing those words, Sheila slammed her head on the ground and burst into tears. Luet lifted her up and spoke to her.
[Yul, from now on, I will give you a name that only the Fairy King can bestow. I will watch and see what role you will play in decisive moments. And if you turn away again, I will take that name away from you.]
[That will never, never happen!]
[Is that so? Then you are now a member of the Vamel alliance. If there is something you need, contact the clan or the Vamel alliance. We will go now. Don't forget that feeling and take care, my younger sister.]
With those words, Luet immediately walked towards the edge of the forest.
Sheila, or rather, Sheila Damiro Yul, couldn't take her eyes off her elder sister's receding figure until it disappeared.
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August 20, 1803.
It had been about a month since Luet returned to the human world.
As soon as she started her duties as the head butler, she quickly took control of the clan, proving her abilities.
[10th Flagbearer, it seems we should strengthen support for neutral zone contamination. Zipfel has been increasingly passive in supporting neutral contamination zones, so we need to engage with them and incorporate their support.]
"Ms. Head Butler, the areas where Zipfel is passively supporting are mostly places where we won't gain much. In fact, it would cost us more in reconstruction expenses if we were to include them in the Huphester alliance."
[I'm aware. There are hardly any viable resources, and most of the areas are practically in ruins. But what's important now is the image of Runcandel. Even from a humanitarian perspective, if we reduce our sleep, we can save that many more lives.]
"Understood."
[Moreover, this is a crucial time for talent, and talent can emerge from anywhere unexpectedly. Someone we desperately need may suddenly appear in the areas we've provided relief to. Just like the engineers who emerged from the relief zones the other time, such occurrences were frequent in my time as well.]
Luet was not just the head butler; she was the ancestor who kept Runcandel alive to this day.
Even the former patriarch of the clan, who were the eldest among the previous generations, were distant descendants to her.
Furthermore, after witnessing Luet's administrative abilities, Jin granted her the authority to wield complete power in internal affairs, making her the de facto second-in-command of Runcandel.
[Chief instructor, Dame Tasha.]
[Speak, Ms. Head butler.]
[The new recruits we received this time are all excellent. After the team leaders are selected, provide each of them with a fine sword.]
[I already have several selected swords.]
[Also, pay special attention to the newcomers who have been struggling on the existing stages. We must ensure that unnecessary factions do not arise. It's good to stimulate fighting spirit through competition, but it's not the appropriate method for the current situation. Always strive together and set goals that must be achieved through cooperation.]
[I will do so.]
[Sir Vallas, how is the Black Sword Association these days?]
[Hahaha, there is no day where blood doesn't stain my sword as I eliminate those who siphon off reconstruction funds. They're all lowlifes, but still.]
[Very well. If there is corruption happening within Huphester, the Black Sword Association must continue to demonstrate that they will take direct action and enforce the law. However, no innocent individuals should suffer.]
[Don't worry, anyone who seems even slightly doubtful is being taken to the Princess of Tikan to confirm the truth. However, it seems we'll need to enhance our power. So, it would be good if the Chief instructor could send some promising individuals our way.]
[The guardian of law has been enthusiastic about compiling the clan's law lately. From what I've read, Section 5 seems overly strict overall. How about easing the criteria for each exemplary law?]
[Ms. Head butler, I believe that compromising on that matter would be inappropriate. No matter how chaotic the times, the law should remain true to its nature.]
[You make a valid point.]
[However, we can add provisions that allow for relaxation depending on exceptional circumstances.]
[That's a splendid alternative. Proceed with that. And the chief guardian of the civilian, Sir Tellot."
"Yes, MsHead butler."
[It's very commendable that you personally go around encouraging the existing residents and immigrants and proactively prevent various conflicts. As the Chief of the guardian of civilians, it's only natural. However, for now, it would be better if you focus more on personally examining the talented individuals among the relief residents.]
"Understood, Ms. Head butler."
[First-class butler, Petro.]
"Yes! Ms. Head butler."
[The financial reports of the clan need to be better organized. Make an effort to ensure closer collaboration and sharing between departments. You are the First -class butler and the exclusive butler of the young patriarch, so you should at least do that much. Also, there was one missing item in the Lutero Federation black market sales information. I cannot tolerate such mistakes twice.]
"I apologize, I will rectify it immediately."
[That should be enough for now. Let's return to our positions and continue our work. The next meeting will be held at 2 am.]
The members of Runcandel were going through challenging days like no other.
But there was no one harboring discontent.
Luet had a peculiar power that made everyone obey her commands while constantly infusing them with vitality.
After everyone left to carry out Luet's orders, Jin went to the meeting room.
Luet stood up and greeted him with courtesy.
"Head butler."
[Have you arrived, young patriarch?]
"I heard that you haven't been able to get enough rest for several days. Are you okay?"
[To the fairies, this is nothing to be concerned about. Thanks to your excellent overall management, I am working smoothly. You smell like soil and iron, young patriarch. Have you been to the Empire?]
"Yes, I inspected the construction site of the shipyard facility. The foundation work for digging the underground space has already been completed, and now we have started the internal construction."
[We seem to be lacking in engineers. Highly skilled construction engineers were scarce even in my time.]
"I believe so. However, we are doing our best to recruit engineers, but the bigger problem is the absence of a construction supervisor and the shortage of engineers to build the fleet after the completion of the shipyard facility."
Originally, even digging the underground space of the Sword emperor's territory required tremendous technical expertise. However, that part was resolved quickly thanks to the power of the high-ranking knights, various forms of magic, and the power of Myriad Ice.
Literally, they dug the ground with their strength and prevented it from collapsing with the power of Myriad ice and mana.
But the actual internal construction couldn't proceed in the same manner.
To realize Qwaul's design, they needed construction engineers of the highest caliber in the world.
The overall responsibility currently lies with Qwaul, but his main profession is magical engineering.
No matter how much of a genius he may be, the field of architectural technology posed a different problem.
Even the Empire's top engineers were facing difficulties in realizing Qwaul's design.
"According to Dr. Qwaul, we would need at least Zipfel's top engineers or someone on the level of Bubare to complete the work perfectly. Or, a new contractor of the god of architecture appears."
[I emphasize the continuous recruitment of talents, but we cannot determine how much time it will take. And if we need geniuses of that caliber... honestly, we have to rely on chance. If we fail to find the engineers, it doesn't mean the completion of the project is impossible.]
"Yes, that's what I said. It will just require more time and resources."
[How much more? We already have limited financial resources. Wait, did you mention a new contractor of the god of architecture?]
"Yes, something crossed your mind. Do you have any thoughts on it?"
[Let's check when and where the last new contractor of the god of architecture appeared.]
Luet called for the scribe and gathered the historical records about the contractors kept within the clan.
[Let me see... Ah, here it is. In March 1666, a person named Clap Modal from the Brakle Autonomous District of the Lutero Magical Federation was the last known contractor. He passed away in 1701. The previous contractor was Kien Salasa from the Brakle Autonomous District in 1603, and before that, it was Harriet Bayer in 1541, also from the Brakle Autonomous District.]
"...All of them are from the Brakle Autonomous District?"
[The former name of the Brakle Autonomous District was the Kingdom of Brakle. It was known as a kingdom that the god of architecture particularly favored. Ah, now I remember. During our time, we sent knights to try to obtain the contractor of the god of architecture from the Kingdom of Brakle.]
"If the God of architecture is still exclusively contracting with individuals from the Brakle Autonomous District, there is a high possibility that they are already affiliated with Zipfel."
[Most likely. However, if there is a contractor in the Brakle Autonomous District, it might be worth a try. We can't invade like a thousand years ago. We can use the compass to confirm the existence of a contractor within Brakle, and if they exist, gather information through the Seven-Colored Peacock and send an anonymous invitation.]
It was a risky method that could potentially escalate into a major conflict.
However, as Luet said, it was necessary to use the compass to confirm the existence of a contractor first.
Jin immediately went to Tikan on a red owl and returned with the compass.
The compass only indicated the presence of a contractor with a red dot in the respective region.
It didn't provide precise location information or any other details.
Using the compass, they discovered multiple red dots in the Brakle Autonomous District.
"...It seems there are more than five contractors in Brakle."
Since Brakle was close to Drakka, it was a region frequently visited by Zipfel's contracted mages.
[For the time being, I will examine the red dots in the Brakle Autonomous District while I continue my work. I will observe the fluctuating numbers…]
Before Luet could finish her sentence, someone entered the meeting room.
"Ms. Head butler and young patriarch."
"Sir Tellot."
[What's the matter, Sir Tellot?]
Tellot, cleared his throat and showed a slightly embarrassed expression.
"I came because there is a boy among the refugees who claims to be the contractor of the god of architecture. I tried to confirm it in advance, but it seems that we might need the help of the Princess of Tikan or Ms. Head butler. When I asked him to demonstrate his power, he only spoke nonsense."
Jin and Luet glanced at each other for a few seconds.
[What did he say, exactly?]
"He said that he is a reserve contractor and that there must be some trial for a proper contract. Anyway, the guy is in the corridor."
Normally, Tellot would dismiss the boy's words as nonsense, but knowing how desperate the situation was for a contractor of the god of architecture, he came to the meeting room.
[Since we need to meet him first, please ask him to come in.]
Tellot gave the order outside, and the waiting knights escorted the boy into the meeting room.
He had the typical appearance of a desperate refugee, and his eyes held the peculiar determination of a lost boy.
Throughout the encounter, he didn't back down in front of Tellot.
"Ah, I really am the reserve contractor of the god of architecture! You shouldn't handle me so roughly... Oh! Sir Jin! You're really Sir Jin Runcandel, right!?"
And upon seeing Jin, the boy's angry face transformed into a sparkling expression.
It was the gaze of finally meeting an idol.
Jin paused for a moment, thinking about where he had seen that expression before.
It was when he first met Enya.
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The knights, who had been holding the boy forcefully, released their grip and stepped back as Jin gestured with his eyes, making an intimidating expression.
"Wow! They really let me meet Sir Jin! Nice to meet you, Sir Jin! My name is Luche Fibrizo! I'm from the Cole Village in the southern part of the Brakle Autonomous District, and I'm sixteen years old. I'm also an outstanding member of both the official and unofficial fan clubs of Jin Runcandel..."
Luche paused for a moment and took out the official membership badges of each fan club run by Enya and Sandra.
Even amidst his disheveled appearance, the badges were so clean and shiny that they glistened.
'...Enya and Sandra said that not just anyone can receive these badges.'
Luche continued to smile and hold out the two badges until Jin nodded his head once.
Tellot couldn't help but touch his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
Not only had Luche been disrespectful towards him until now, but he had also never imagined that someone could act so recklessly even in front of the young patriarch of Runcandel.
"Within the fan club, I'm known as the dedicated Luche, the true sunflower of Jin!"
"Well... okay, let's start with a handshake then. Thank you for liking me so much."
"Haha, what an honor. A handshake with Sir Jin? I'm going crazy, absolutely crazy. Oh, Sir Tellot, could you pass me a handkerchief?"
"Ha, it's laughable. How did you become so audacious?"
When Tellot handed him a handkerchief with a puzzled expression, Luche vigorously rubbed his tightly clasped hands together, instantly dirtying the handkerchief, and then shook Jin's hand.
Returning the soiled handkerchief as it was, he further bewildered Tellot.
For a while, Luche didn't let go of Jin's hand, making Jin feel uncomfortable. But Luche just burst into laughter, gleeful and giddy.
"So, you're the contractor of the god of architecture?"
"Yes! I found out about that fact not long ago. Suddenly, a voice echoed in my head, saying that I should become the contractor of the god of architecture, Barbobo, instead of Barbobo, and make a contract with me..."
Barbobo was indeed the name known as the god of architecture.
It was a name that only those who had studied about the gods to a certain extent would know.
"So, you came to me because you want to use that ability as Barbobo's contractor?"
"Of course! I've always dreamed of joining the Vamel alliance. Someday, I wanted to do something big with Sir Jin. And now, that dream might come true! The heavens have granted my wish. I'm not talented in magic or swordsmanship, so it seemed difficult to succeed in that field and meet Sir Jin."
"Calm down a bit and let's have a calm conversation, Luche."
"Alright!"
"Firstly, anyone can join the Vamel alliance, even if they don't possess such special abilities. Broadly speaking, even the residents living on the alliance's land are considered members of the alliance. From that perspective, you've already been a member of the alliance since you took refuge here."
"That's even better. Now I can be more than just a simple member of the alliance; I can become a member who works directly with Sir Jin!"
Of course, even if Luche was truly a prospective contractor of Barbobo, he had no knowledge of the shipyard in the Sword Emperor's territory.
However, he came to Jin, believing that once he completed the contract and gained power, he would be able to be of great help to the Vamel alliance in any way possible.
"If it can happen, I would be happy too. But, what does it mean to be a reserve contractor? They said there would be trials to complete the contract with Barbobo."
"Oh, well..."
For the first time, Luche hesitated in response to Jin's question.
Jin calmly observed him without showing any impatience.
"No, now that I think about it, I should first ask how someone from the southern part of the Brakle Autonomous District ended up here. Being from Brakle, you would have belonged to a fairly affluent faction, considering its proximity to the capital city."
As a city close to the capital, most residents of Brakle, even if they were commoners, belonged to the upper class.
It wasn't just Luche's bold personality that allowed him to stand confidently in front of Tellot. It was probably also because he had grown up in a situation where he didn't have to cower much.
Above all else, Jin had a guess as to why he was asking about the reasons for Luche coming here.
"Because my family fell apart."
"…Could it be that it happened when the 4th Flagbearer of my clan attacked the Brakle Autonomous District before the evil god was killed?"
-During the time when we requested support from the Tikan side, there was another attack.
-During that time, were there any large-scale troop movements again?
-No, there were none. Diphus Runcandel, along with two Black Knights, attacked the Brakle Autonomous District. Since we were prepared, the civilian casualties were not significant... but the Spectre captain sustained a serious injury. After recovering from his previous wounds, Lord Kadun engaged in battle and was injured again.
Conversation between Ronil and Jin when Diphus attacked the Lutero Magic Federation.
"Yes, when Diphus attacked, I lost my home and belongings."
Luche's family had suffered at that exact time.
Seeing Luche speak about his family being ruined by the actions of his older brother, a stifling feeling overwhelmed Jin's chest.
As Jin's expression darkened, Luche waved his hand as if to dismiss any concern.
"But Sir Jin, you don't need to worry about it! You didn't give the order, and in fact, you came to the Lutero Magic Federation to provide support back then! Also, although I lost my home and belongings, no one in my family died. Fortunately, they were all outside at the time."
"That's at least some relief. I'll do my best to recover the lost property."
"It is not something Sir Jin should be concerned about. The insurance money was supposed to be paid, but those damn Zipfel bastards didn't give it to us. At that time, about fifteen affected families, including mine, didn't receive the full amount. Is it difficult to make payments during a war? I almost got killed when I went to confront the Fire dragon, Kadun."
Tellot clicked his tongue again at that point.
If Luche had met Kadun, he wouldn't be alive in this world anymore.
"Anyway, at that time, my entire family was in dire straits because of Zipfel. Moreover, there were strange rumors going around, so we decided as a family to immigrate to Huphester."
"Strange rumors?"
"There were rumors that Zipfel was conducting living golem experiments using residents. Even though Sir Jin tarnished their reputation during his time as a reserve flagbearer, they could not come to their senses even after being humiliated like that!"
Jin had kept in mind that Zipfel might continue with the living golem experiments.
The living golems he saw at the Holy Land couldn't have been created out of thin air.
"Anyway, losing my home and money is painful, but my family, for the most part, has a positive outlook and wants to live well in Huphester. It's not a big deal. If I succeed as a key member of the Alliance, that's enough..."
Jin smiled and patted Luche's shoulder.
"Still, I have to apologize for not stopping the 4th Flagbearer in advance."
"It's okay. Is there anyone in this world who doesn't owe Sir Jin a debt? If it weren't for Sir Jin, I would have died at the hands of the evil god. It's all good."
"First of all, I need to verify you a bit. We need official confirmation that you're truly Barbobo's contractor."
"How can we do that? As a reserve contractor, I can't demonstrate my powers..."
"Just stay still, it'll be over in a moment. Head butler."
[Yes, Young Patriarch.]
"Verify Luche's records."
Luet placed her hand on Luche's forehead and activated her authority.
[Luche, you said you heard Barbobo's voice not long ago. Can you recall exactly when that happened?]
"It was about a fortnight ago, in the early morning. Around four o'clock, I think."
[I will briefly examine your record from a fortnight ago, so don't be alarmed.]
As Luet finished speaking, images started playing on the recording window, ominously.
It was a day a fortnight ago when Luche heard Barbobo's voice.
Unfortunately, at that moment, Luche happened to be reading the magazine that he coincidentally found along the escape route.
Luche awkwardly scratched the back of his head in that scene, and Jin chuckled, reminded of Murakan.
"Oh... How did I happen to find something like this? Maybe it's a valuable magazine. According to rumors, Sir Jin's guardian dragon Murakan has a hobby of collecting magazines. Should I take this with me later? Oh, who was that just now? Who spoke to me? What? Barbobo?"
Since Barbobo's voice was only transmitted to Luche's mind, it didn't appear in the video.
However, the possibility of manipulation or acting was highly unlikely.
There was no reason for him to pretend to hear Barbobo's voice while reading the magazine alone in a corner of the shelter, secretly from his family, at four in the morning.
"Finally, a divine contract proposal has come to me! Alright, how should I proceed? What... How can I execute something like that right away? Wait, Barbobo! God of Architecture! Can you give me some advice before you leave?"
The video Luet verified ended there.
"Haha! I never expected my private life to be exposed like this. It's embarrassing. Anyway, I wonder if Lord Murakan would like this magazine?"
"Well, if it's a magazine, he tends to read the first collection. It seems like the verification is complete. Now, can you tell me what the trial that Barbobo mentioned is?"
From Luche's hesitant reactions earlier and his questioning of how to handle it in the video, it seemed that the trial was something impossible for Luche to accomplish.
"Well, the trial is...," Luche began.
"Don't be so cautious, just speak comfortably," Jin interrupted.
"If I tell you, will you help me?" Luche asked.
"If it's something I can help with."
"Alright, then I'll trust you and speak. The trial that Barbobo demanded was this: become the person in charge of a construction site that even the God of Architecture would find challenging."
A construction site that even the God of Architecture would find challenging...
As soon as Jin heard those words, the Sword Emperor's territory came to mind.
Luet and Tellot were also thinking the same thing.
'If this is true, there's no need for me to meddle with the dangerous Brakle Autonomous District by checking the compass.'
With a mischievous smile, Jin responded to Luche.
"Luche, let's go somewhere together."
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The destination where Jin and Luche headed was the construction site of the secret shipyard.
Before entering, Jin didn't forget to review Luche's past and conduct verification through Euria.
There was still a possibility that Luche could be a spy for Zipfel, so it was necessary to exclude that.
Taking someone to a highly classified area naturally required verification, and Luche accepted it without any resistance.
In the end, it was true that Luche came with a pure heart, seeking to join the alliance without any relation to Zipfel.
From the beginning, he couldn't hide his excitement about coming to the alliance's highly classified area.
"Wow...! As expected of the Vamel alliance, to have something like this hidden away!"
Even in the midst of that, when Luche saw the light left by Ron, he calmed his heart and approached it, offering a silent prayer for a while.
"Hey, why did you go and come back again? What did you leave behind? And who's that kid?"
Qwaul, who was commanding the construction site, approached Jin and asked.
"He's not a kid."
"He seems like a kid to me."
"My name is Luche Fibrizo, the eldest son of the Fibrizo family, the president of the Jin Runcandel's official and unofficial Fan Club..."
"And the reserve contractor for the god of architecture, Barbobo. Dr. Qwaul."
Jin spoke in place of Luche, and Qwaul's eyes widened.
"What!? Is that really true?"
"Your name is mister Qwaul, right? Anyway, nice to meet you. I'm also a member of the alliance starting today, so let's get along well."
Qwaul looked Luche up and down as if it was hard to believe.
For a while, Jin explained to him the trial that Barbobo had demanded of Luche.
"To become the person in charge of a construction site worthy of even the god of architecture... Haha, if it's a site designed by me, it's only natural. Hey, kid."
Soon, Qwaul's arrogance rose, and he confidently spoke.
"It's Luche."
"Yeah, kid. Go inside and ask Barbobo to take a good look around. He will definitely be satisfied."
As they went underground, Luche exclaimed once again.
When they opened the door that only one person could barely enter, an endlessly vast underground space was revealed.
Ironically, it was much brighter than the gloomy surface.
The entire space, from the ceiling to the walls, was illuminated by the bright light called magical lamps, and members of the alliance were bustling below.
Even to Luche, who knew nothing about architecture, it was clear that this construction site was enormous.
Luche suppressed his pounding heart and eagerly waited to hear Barbobo's voice.
Jin and Qwaul were also waiting for that voice.
If, by any chance, Barbobo didn't react even after seeing this place, they would have to reconsider.
[Hey!]
Fortunately, Barbobo immediately spoke up.
Luche jumped in surprise and stumbled backward, while Jin faced the soul-like manifestation of Barbobo above his head.
"You surprised me! Mr. Barbobo, let's make the contract now!"
[I don't like it!]
"Ah, what is it that you don't like again?"
[I had a reason for giving you such trials, Luche. I wanted to see you, a naive and talentless person, realize your own abilities through the reserve contract with me and overcome the trials I set forth, making every effort as your blood dries up and your bones wear away, growing step by step. I wanted to witness that!]
"Huh? What are you saying?"
[I wanted to unleash your talents with my powers when you finally become the person in charge of a construction site worthy of even impressing Barbobo... But you resorted to such trickery!?]
"Whether it's trickery or whatever, as long as the conditions are met, it's fine, right? You seemed impressed too, Mr. Barbobo."
"I apologize for the delay in greeting, Mr. Barbobo. I am Jin Runcandel, the young patriarch of the Runcandel clan."
[Hmph... Fine, Jin Runcandel. Your name has been frequently heard among the gods recently. Did you allow Luche to resort to trickery?]
"Yes, I didn't think of it as trickery, though."
[There's no way someone like you didn't understand my intentions.]
"Please withhold your displeasure. Or perhaps this site doesn't appeal to you?"
[That's not it, but it feels like Luche's opportunity for growth has disappeared.]
"The current situation is quite chaotic, Mr. Barbobo. If Luche had started working elsewhere, especially under Zipfel, without meeting me, there's a high possibility that he was enslaved by mind manipulation, or you were absorbed into Demon God's Orb."
Barbobo surprisingly showed signs of agreement to Jin's words.
[You're not wrong. This idiot could have been caught by Zipfel, babbling about his abilities. In that case, I would have been trapped in Demon God's Orb.]
"So please lend us your strength, even if it's somewhat regrettable. Although Luche didn't face the trials alone, being the core manager of this site as a member of the alliance will lead to many realizations."
Jin spoke in a consistently friendly manner, but in reality, Barbobo was overwhelmed by the peculiar dignity emanating from him.
Part of it was due to the stories circulating among the lesser gods.
Jin recognized that Barbobo was disconcerted.
"If there was any rudeness in my words, please let me know."
[That's not the case. I just briefly wondered if you were truly worthy of that role.]
"What do you mean?"
[Whether you're someone who can protect the gods who fear being absorbed into Demon God's Orb.]
Recently, Jin's name had been frequently mentioned among the lesser gods.
Among the gods, there were many who feared being absorbed into Demon God's Orb.
Currently, with Demon God's Orb becoming stronger, the lesser gods were at a level where they would be absorbed the moment they were captured by Zipfel.
When Barbobo explained this to Jin, he nodded with a resolute expression.
"For me, defeating Zipfel is an inherent mission that must be accomplished, and naturally, in the process, I can't help but assist the gods. However, we have quite a few gods in our alliance, and I've never heard such stories before."
[Newcomers like Picon Minche cannot participate in these meetings. On the other hand, high-ranking gods like Olta rarely have any involvement with us, so it's possible.]
"Anyway, I have a clear intention to help. There's no reason to ask for anything in return, as simply preventing the absorption of gods into Demon God's Orb will prevent Zipfel's power augmentation."
[It seems like you're expecting something in return from me.]
"If you say that you won't help with this site, of course, it would be disappointing, but I won't hold a grudge against you, Mr. Barbobo."
"Mr. Barbobo, can't you just help? Make a contract with me."
Barbobo appeared lost in thought for a moment in response to Jin and Luche's words.
Then, he nodded as if he had made a decision.
[Fine, I'll help. However, in return, you must protect the gods close to me. They are in a particularly dangerous state because their positions have been almost exposed to Zipfel. There are three of them. Kaytam, the god of painting, Ochs, the god of frames, and Telpen, the god of pencils. Among them, the god of painting, you and…]
Barbobo stopped himself from saying more and lowered his head.
[...I think it's better to hear it directly from Kaytam. Anyway, find and protect those three. Don't let other gods know about this. There's no need to provoke Zipfel's search for gods without reason.]
Although Jin was curious about Kaytam, he decided to meet him in person and didn't ask any further questions.
"If you let me know their locations, I will immediately take care of them."
[I will write it down later. I'll count on you. Luche, the bright one without deceit. Kneel down with reverence. Let's proceed with the contract.]
"Ooh!"
As Luche sat down, a round circle was drawn on the floor, and light emanated from it.
[I, Barbobo, the god of architecture, contract with Luche Fibrizo and bestow my blessing upon him. Luche Fibrizo, as an official contractee, will be able to borrow my abilities... ]
The light permeated Luche's body. After trembling for a moment, he opened his eyes, and now the construction site appeared completely different to him.
Just like when the fog clears to reveal something hidden, he begins to understand the problems throughout the site at a glance.
"Unbelievable, this is the power of a god."
[Uh, I'm tired after completing the contract. I'll rest for a while, so have Luche take on some tasks. There's more than one thing to improve.]
"Sir Jin! No, lord patriarch? My Lord? Alliance leader? I want to address you differently."
"Usually, people call him 'my lord.'"
"Then I'll call you elder brother Jin, elder brother! From what I can see, there are many areas in the site where I can make improvements. First, the joints in those pillars will develop cracks in about two months, and we can dig deeper over there."
"What? You can tell just by looking?"
"The positioning of the material storage area is not appropriate, and the ground over there will sink if it becomes heavier."
All of them were areas that Qwaul had somewhat recognized as well.
So Qwaul was experiencing an even greater shock.
"What about the gates? Can you see them over there? We're working on creating gates for the battleships to go through. Is it okay?"
"Well, I'll have to observe it a bit to know. What kind of structure is the gate?"
"You can see that in this blueprint..."
For a while, Luche and Qwaul discussed while looking at the blueprint.
Qwaul nodded his head in awe each time, while Luche's voice was filled with excitement due to his newfound abilities.
What's even more remarkable is that Luche's abilities are still at a beginner level.
Just as Jin had honed his skills, Luche could also study architecture and further enhance his abilities.
"Hey, Jin. It seems like the construction will progress much faster. We need to recruit more workers and increase the supply of materials."
"From today onwards, I'll stay here, elder brother Jin! I'll provide you with the address, so please take care of my family. It's getting chaotic, so don't send them this way. Just find a safe area and get them a house. I can introduce the family later since there's a lot of work to be done!"
Jin nodded his head, feeling a mix of emotions.
Luche was already rolling up his sleeves, preparing to start working.
"Understood. If you need anything, you can always request it through Dr. Qwaul."
"Yes, elder brother, I'll take a look!"
"Work with Luche, Doctor, and let me know the estimated completion date when it's available."
"Got it, I'm looking forward to it."
As he left the shipyard and returned to Tikan, another piece of good news awaited Jin.
"Jin."
Valeria appeared, heading straight towards Jin as if she had been waiting.
"You look happy. Is there some good news, Valeria?"
Valeria took out a piece of paper from her pocket.
On that paper were dozens of names that Jin had never seen before.
"What are these names?"
Valeria smiled mischievously and replied, "These are the names of the magical engineers who have requested to join after hearing my name. Didn't I say? Once my existence is known, people driven mad by Hister's magic will come seeking me."
The blessings kept rolling in.
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The warriors and the mages have fundamentally different pursuits.
The ultimate goal of a warrior is simply to acquire more power, while most mages are more focused on exploring the mysteries of the world rather than just seeking power.
That's why so many mages are requesting to join after hearing the name of the legendary mage clan known as "Hister".
To the mages who know what "Record Magic" is, the existence of Hister is itself the key to the culmination of mysteries.
Despite the fact that Hister's activities were not as extensive as other prestigious groups and much of its history had been lost, this fact remained unchanged.
Suddenly, Jin thought of Valeria's advertisement board that Golden Peng installed all over the world.
Thinking of the refreshing smile and even a wink in the picture, Jin couldn't help but chuckle.
"Why are you laughing like that?"
"I was reminded of your advertisement picture. Just by looking at the list, it seems like there are well over a hundred applicants."
"These are only among the magical scholars, specifically engineers, and among them, only professors and those with doctoral degrees were selected. There are over two thousand applications."
"Over two thousand? That exceeds my expectations by far."
"And yet, they keep flooding in like the tide."
If Valeria had been a member of the Zipfel clan and the world wasn't as chaotic as it is now, there would have been several times more requests.
"It's not just me; Ms. Luet's existence has also become known. Especially now that she's using the name Hister."
Ever since Jin brought Luet, he didn't bother hiding her existence.
Rather, it was announced that Runcandel was protecting the new survivor of Hister.
There was no need to be concerned about Zipfel's suspicions, and strictly speaking, it wasn't incorrect information either.
Instead of perceiving Valeria's claim as a lie that she was the last survivor, the public responded positively to the emergence of a new record mage.
Of course, Zipfel and Kinzelo are aware of Luet's identity or have speculated about it.
However, Zipfel cannot provoke Jin recklessly, and Kinzelo, on the contrary, is against it.
In particular, Orgal is eagerly anticipating Luet's memories returning, as it would make it easier to find clues about Lokia.
"Among the people written on this paper, is there anyone particularly worth noting?"
"There is one person. Sael Lutberh, that's the name."
"That's a name I've never heard before."
"He is a low-ranking noble from the Palin Kingdom. He's a terminal engineer from the Palin 3rd University, and he's 33 years old."
The Palin 3rd University was not a well-known university among magical engineers.
"If he's on the list of first-class engineers, does he have some special abilities?"
"That's something we'll have to find out from now on. I've seen the story of the Lutberh clan in the succession temples that I've unlocked."
The Lutberh that Valeria saw in the succession temple had once formed a brief alliance with Hister.
However, only the record of the alliance being broken remained, and the details were not confirmed.
Meanwhile, the fact that Lutberh, a figure from Hister's past, had submitted an application intrigued Valeria.
As Valeria explained this information, Jin nodded.
"Since they were once able to form an alliance with Hister to that extent, it's possible that Lutberh's lack of current influence is related to Zipfel."
"I agree with you. My ancestors didn't leave any hostile records about Lutberh. So, before you came, I occasionally asked about Lutberh's identity and now I've found him. Let's go meet him while we're at it."
The two of them rode Red owl and headed to the outskirts of the city where the Palin 3rd University was located.
They simply disguised themselves with Golden Peng cosmetics and quickly found their way to the 3rd University and were able to meet Sael.
"Who are you... You've come to find me?"
"I am Jin Runcandel. This is Valeria Hister."
"Yes?"
As they took off their wigs and quickly wiped off their makeup, Sael's eyes widened in surprise.
"Oh, wow! It's really you!"
Without anyone instructing him, Sael hurriedly locked the door of the lounge and immediately bowed deeply.
"I am Sael Lutberh, who submitted the application. I can't believe you've come to see me personally. Did you come to learn about the history of my family?"
"You should speak first. How did the alliance between Lutberh and Hister come about in the past, and why did it break?"
Sael glanced at Jin and Valeria, assessing their intentions.
"Please speak freely. I will not harm you regardless of what you say."
Valeria also nodded. Even if Lutberh had betrayed Hister in the past, it wouldn't have had a significant impact on the current situation. If that were the case, Zipfel wouldn't have left Lutberh alone until now.
"I understand, Sir Jin. However, what you just said about the past alliance between my clan and Hister... what I know is slightly different."
"How is it different?"
"My late grandfather and my parents used to say something. They said that thanks to Hister, our Lutberh clan survived and that someday we must repay that debt."
"You survived thanks to my clan...?"
Upon hearing Valeria's words, Sael nodded.
"Yes, our Lutberh clan is an ordinary clan. However, in the 14th century, one of our ancestors had a special talent for magical engineering. His name was Zen Lutberh."
Zen Lutberh was also an unfamiliar name to the public.
However, Valeria remembered his name from the succession temple she had unlocked. He was the one who formed an alliance with Hister.
"At that time, it seems that Lord Zen received a request from Hister. It was a request to create a certain object, and I heard that he collaborated with Hister to develop this object for a while."
"Do you know exactly what that object was?"
"That... It's a story that has been passed down in my family like a legend. I've heard that it was an object that enabled long-distance communication."
As soon as they heard those words, Jin and Valeria felt a flash of realization in their minds.
Long-distance communication device.
It was closely related to the "Wavelength Tracing Summon" that Valeria and Qwaul were currently developing. It was a device that had a direct connection to it.
All devices that involved the term "wavelength tracing" were like that.
Currently, Qwaul and Valeria are developing all the related items to free the Plutonian tribe from the dead world, Laprarosa.
One of the results was the red sphere that enabled limited battle god fusion, and another ongoing development was the long-distance communication device.
If direct summoning was difficult, the first step was to create a means to have real-time conversations with Laprarosa.
"To be honest, I always thought of those stories as inflated legends. But seeing how the world is now, it makes me think it might have been real. With the rapid technological advancements happening since the world fell into chaos. And above all, seeing Record Magic firsthand has made me even more certain."
"A long-distance communication device... So you're saying that Hister requested it from your ancestor."
"Yes."
"Is there any more information about it? Whether it was completed, or any technical documents that have been passed down?"
"My grandfather and parents believed that it was completed but hidden somewhere."
"Then there isn't any tangible evidence?"
This time, when Valeria asked, Sael smiled awkwardly.
"Well... There is something like that. It's a paper that Lord Zen left behind, a family heirloom."
Sael said as he took off the pendant hanging around his neck.
Inside the pendant was a folded piece of paper that looked so worn out and stained with fingerprints that it looked like trash.
As Sael unfolded the paper, a series of sentences composed of ciphers were revealed.
And Jin, he had seen the exact same ciphers in the past.
The magic tomb of Schugiel Hister that he obtained from the Tessing Underground Auction House.
Sael's paper was made up of the exact same cipher system as the one written in that magic tome.
Valeria's pupils widened as she read the ciphertext.
"May I take a closer look at it?"
"You may do as you please."
Valeria deciphered the text and found the following contents:
However, since we cannot withstand the enemies who covet this device and its blueprints, we have decided to hide the device in the succession temple of Maliet Hister. There is no other way to prevent the destruction of Zen Lutberh's achievements.
Unfortunately, Zen never had the opportunity to use the completed device even once, and it is distressing that his accomplishments will be forgotten for a long time.
Zen Lutberh graciously agreed to my suggestion, even though it meant parting ways with his family because of us. Ah! Zen, I am grateful once again for your great judgment and sacrifice.
All of Zen Lutberh's knowledge, achievements, soul, and even my own physical body and soul... will remain in the succession temple of Maliet. Until the enemies find it, whenever that may be.
So, to my future successor who reads this letter, find the succession temple of Maliet.
The location of the succession temple of Maliet is left on the back of this letter.
It is a highly notorious succession temple even among the record mages, so be sure to acquire sufficient ability before attempting.>
According to the paper, the communication device that Zen Lutberh had developed with Hister was completed in the 14th century.
Furthermore, Zen had never betrayed Hister, but rather, Hister owed him a great debt.
Valeria calmed her racing heart and carefully examined the paper over and over again.
Then she shared the contents with Jin and Sael.
"...So the family legend was actually true."
"Rather than being a legend, if the contents of this paper are proven to be true, it is I who owe gratitude and repayment to you as Hister."
"Oh no, there's no need for you to think that way. It was the deed of my ancestor, not mine. I just want to work as a member of the Vamel alliance. Even if there were no paper left by my ancestor, I would have submitted an application to the alliance as a magical engineer."
Jin and Valeria nodded, smiling.
Not only did the contractor of the god of architecture suddenly appear, but also first-class magical engineers came forward, and now Hister and Zen's legacies. They were experiencing a series of fortunate events.
"As soon as my investigation in Maleet's succession temple is complete, I will give you a proper reward, Sael. Let's head to Tikan for now."
Upon Valeria's words, Sael jumped up with joy, clearly delighted by the prospect.