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Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga Chapter 524

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Dawn dawned just by conveying the rest of the contents to Saint Deoni, except for the story of the divine fragment that I had cherished.

Contrary to my expectations, it was close to morning, and the fact that the assumption that there might be a threat from a new pure-blood dragon came to me as a considerable concern was also a reason for the lengthy story, but the saintess made the biggest problem and spoke at length about aesthetics. It was a copy bug.

“If the unexpected existence derived from the suddenly exposed divinity is the holy sword Esthe, wouldn’t it be possible to create a new hero through the holy relics and the remnants of the evil spirits gathered by the demon army?”

Not long after hearing the story, seeing the saintess who came up with a radical and blasphemous hypothesis that even I hadn’t expected, I couldn’t bear to refute it as nonsense.

The hero is not a strange creature that is classified as a separate category.

It’s just an ordinary mortal’s body imbued with power according to the will of the gods. Through a blessing based on mighty divinity.

Up until now, I hadn’t given much thought to it, but considering the conditions I mentioned earlier, being a hero might be close to a semi-permanent buff. The saintess’ explanation that there are many legends about warriors who fulfilled their duties returned their strength and returned to normal people also supported this hypothesis.

Putting those speculations together, it is highly likely that even divination of heroes is part of the power of the gods.

And if it really was a power, there was a good chance that those who succeeded in overcoming the chronic problem of the illusion wizard by making a copy version of the sanctuary’s deterioration magic tool could imitate the god and create a warrior.

thought was short. I should have remembered this possibility right away and asked Epaga-sama.

Just a few days ago, when I was talking about killing a god, I couldn’t think of the idea of an artificial hero, which even the saintess, who commented that it was ‘so terrible that it was so vicious that it would taint my mind’. Modern people who grew up watching 50,000 fantasy contents are disqualified.

While blaming herself for the first time in a long time, the saintess, who had burst into laughter at seeing me like that, lightly clapped her hands to draw attention and opened her mouth.

“First of all, let’s think about these issues step by step. Today’s celebration begins, so I think it would be better to meet Warchief Redel first.”

It was the original plan, so I nodded my head obediently and came out. Emmett, who seemed to have been sitting in a suitable place and waiting for me for that long time, turned his head.

“Is the story over?”
“Oh my God, have you been waiting here all along? It’s been several hours.”
“That kind of time is not a big deal for a wizard.”

Beyond Emmit, who gets up from his seat while slowly stretching, people who greet the morning and leave the ger are sparsely revealed.

Most of the people who followed us were there, but as if I had become close to them while I was sleeping, quite a few beastmen naturally appear and start moving to finish the preparations for the celebration.

I don’t see those who are bothered or troubled. Now, while preparing as if it were everyday life, I laughed, chatted, and then looked at the people who were surprised and thanked me when they saw me, and I laughed again.

I still get goosebumps when I recall the moment I was burned in black fire, but I could say that their smiles were a satisfactory result.

Even though I came early in the morning without making an appointment, Warchief Redel welcomed me as if he had waited.

“The Dragon Slayer has finally opened his eyes!”
“Thanks to you, I rested comfortably.”

The price for Iranorev’s hind legs was always a place to stay, food, and a guarantee of safety.

It was a contract that would not have any flaws even if they threw in the proper preserved food to the level of eating three meals a day, but according to what I heard from Emmett, they enjoyed luxury that they did not enjoy even when they stayed in the Earl of Birre.

Although it was thanks to the tribes of other footprints sending supplies to celebrate the birth of the dragon slayer and enjoy the death of the wind king who roamed the meadow, it was Redel’s judgment that he generously delivered and bestowed it to us, so we couldn’t help but be grateful. .

“Thanks to you, all eight tribes have been able to enjoy the festival with one heart for the first time in a while, so of course we should do that.”

But, like when we first met, Redel grabbed me as I was about to bow down and patted me on the shoulder. It’s amazing that every single action feels like there’s not a single bit of selfishness in it.

“Still, I wanted to show you because you tried various things with dragon scales and skin while you were sleeping. I’ll order someone to bring it to you, so please sit down. Oh, I’d like a wizard friend to sit down too. To talk about the deal, I’ll need your advice too.”
“A deal?”
“Well, I thought I’d better do it now, because I’m going to have too much to say when the celebration starts.”

Redel, who sat me down while informing the attendant to prepare an additional meal, gave separate instructions to the escort, then sat down with me and carefully started a conversation.

“Won’t you leave the remaining corpse of the Wind King with us? We’ll process it perfectly and safely transport it to your destination.”

It wasn’t that the remains of Iranorev had been left unattended while I was asleep.

Even the blood flowing from his corpse right now would sell for a high price, but couldn’t our ‘mistress’ Emmett just sit back and watch it? Emmet, who had already finished the story before I fell asleep, used his magic to the fullest to draw the blood neatly from Iranorev’s corpse and stored it, meticulously casting a preservation spell.

But the problem was that the amount was extraordinary.

It is the corpse of a dragon that made a deal to support 20,000 people for several weeks with just one hind leg. It was self-evident that even the price of meat would be staggering, but we couldn’t even afford to move with Emmet’s blood, let alone that corpse.

It was an extremely obvious fact that I didn’t have to worry about, so it was something I wanted to suggest first.

“We can’t say our dexterity is as good as that of the dwarves, but we can bet that we’re not far behind in all things hunting. Oh, that doesn’t include expertly skinning dragons, of course, but our artisans have figured out a way. there.”

The beastman who had gone outside returned and gave Redel leather and scales.

Of course, it wasn’t the random monster’s, it was Iranorev’s. Redel handed the items to me without a word, as if a thousand words were worth seeing.

“It’s quite a level.”

When I received it, I had no knowledge of tanning or scale processing, so I just felt clean, but Emmet was different. Taking one of the scales on the well-folded hide and examining it closely, he gave a small admiration.

“Is this really the result of people who have never touched dragon byproducts? I can believe that I have touched dragon skin and scales since I was born.”

Redel laughed happily at Emmet’s words, and although I didn’t know the condition of the leather, I understood that Emmet’s words were true as I saw the sight through the Magic City.

According to what he said, the scales and leather, which should have had nothing left after the mana had already been scattered, contained subtle magic.

“How do you still have magical powers?”
“Our warrior has excellent knowledge. Can you recognize it?”

Emmett, who did not yet know my magical poetry, gave me an admiring glance in a different way. I nodded, pretending not to know, and Redel, who smiled cheerfully, explained further.

“My wizard friend over there says that a dragon infuses magic into its skin and scales just by being still? It makes me breathe.’ He expressed it.”

Looking at the expression alone, it seemed as if the corpse had been forcibly brought to life.

Before coming here, I confirmed with my own two eyes that not even a handful of magic power remained in Iranorev’s corpse, which I had seen while taking out an esthetic. According to Emmet’s explanation, his mana would be completely drained after just one day, so the by-products in front of me must have been the same.

“Even moderate scratching doesn’t scratch it. I can’t say it boasts the same durability as when the dragon was alive, but I’m sure it won’t get ruined.”

only 5 days. No, excluding the first day, he came up with an answer after understanding and analyzing the characteristics of the material in only four days. At this point, I couldn’t help but wonder what Redel was trying to suggest.

“I’ll make this for you, so you’re asking for more, right?”
“That’s right. It won’t be a bad story for you either. This time we’re interested in meat.”

Dragon meat may be a very rare food ingredient, but unlike blood, in which mana burns and flows, meat is just meat. This can be confidently asserted from the point of view of tearing the scales and skin of Iranorev and cutting the flesh.

Looking at the food distributed to us, there would be no shortage of food to live on, but it was Emmet, not Redel, who solved my question of why I wanted meat.

“There is a folk belief that beastmen get closer to Cerro Lipiti by preying on their prey. They say that the higher the rank of the prey, the more effective it is.”

Redel nodded his head as he listened to the explanation.

“I decided to help you, and in the face of the wind king disappearing, isn’t the engagement with the demon king’s army a set procedure?

It was an attractive offer, but since meat is money after all, the key was how much to ask for.

“…how much meat would you like?”

When I carefully asked for the estimated price, Redel, who was very nervous with a serious face in the world, answered in a spleen voice.

“As much as one front leg.”
“I’ll do it right now.”

It was too good a condition to refuse.

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Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Never touch Eldmia Egga, 절대 엘드미아 에가를 건드리지 마라
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
I reincarnated into a fantasy world. Since I somehow got born again, I resolved myself to live diligently once more. But, putting that aside, my entire village burning up and disappearing when I’m 8-year old f*cking crossed the line. f*cking shit-f*cking crossed the line!

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