Skill Maker
chapter 70

How to Know a Hermit (1)

I didn't expect the Reds to talk to them at the table across the street. I don't know how they heard it, but they seem to have noticed their conversation and eye gaze. Scholars avoid quick eye contact with white-faced faces, but the situation seems to have been at its worst. Because the man from Maeburiko was walking towards them.

“You guys just cursed us, didn't you? Uhh?”

Scholars quickly exchanged glances, but only sweat and lips did not fall off.

If he were conscious from the start, he would not have such a conversation in such a place, but his voice would only increase when he was drunk and his rational thinking became a little weaker

Redman had already pulled the weapon from his waist.

“How dare the defenseless scholars and mainland ruffians chew our Reds as side dishes to drink? This bastard hasn't been trained, has he?”

"Ha ha ha ha! Jam, do you think you're funny? Kill them all at this time.”

"If you kill and bury them, no one will know."

Clock laughed at the chirping of his friends and then twisted his face again like a demon.

scholars who can't even see them

"Oh, no... That, that..."

“Who will tell me who is the ruler of this Zain? You think you're going to move out of the security office just because one of your heads is going to break?”

Scholars tremble with fear and shame.

But isn't it true from time immemorial that boxing precedes the law?

In the end, they had no choice but to bite their molar teeth tightly and let out words of apology repeatedly.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

“I didn't say anything meaningful. Well, only under the influence of alcohol.”

"Save me a lifetime."

“Master, I'm sorry. Please release your anger and forgive me.”

Watching from another table.

The clock opened its mouth again in a dissatisfied voice.

“About those dogs. Are you begging for your life from where you sit? Is your pride that heavy?”

Qua 'ang!

Qazzizzic!

Tinkling, clanking, clanking!

The clock struck the table where the scholars sat with the morning star, and the bowl and bottle of liquor broke and the entire table shattered, shrapnel strewn everywhere. The owner was agitated and could not even think of stopping him, so he just stood there and cried.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me!"

“This is our fault! Please!"

Scholars kneeled on the rubble on the floor, lowered their heads, and shouted as if their hearts had fallen. I am well aware of the rumours that Redlings are stubborn. In the worst case scenario, the murder could have been committed here. No one saved themselves. It's all to survive.

To destroy one's self-esteem. To beg for a lifetime.

Only then did Jam trample the head of a scholar and giggle and laugh as he rubbed it.

I think I finally feel better.

"OK, save your life ..."

“Hei Hours! This way!"

But that was before.

Clock's friends who were drinking with him shouted to him.

“Oh, what's up? This is*******now. Why are you suddenly calling me?”

"That's awesome. Just incredible! Fool, come quickly! It's hard to say just with us.”.

As Clock stepped out of his head and was forced to approach the chair by the window, his friends pointed their fingers into the distance. a distant view of the city through the window of a restaurant and there was a group of mixed men and women moving across the street.

"There. The man in front. Have you never seen him anywhere?”

“Who are you talking about, Jacobs? Where are the people in the direction of your fingers?

“That guy's over there. Someone with a turban and even a hat.”

"discovered it. But why is that?”

“To keep watch... Isn't he on our union blacklist?”

"What's? Blacklisted? Where and where.”

And after a while.

The clock smiled a clear smile and started smoking a quiet life in his eyes.

I can't believe I found such a jackpot at a restaurant where I just came for a drink.

Despite the turban-robed, what he saw was clearly on the Red Alliance blacklist. It was not only listed correctly, but it seemed to be one of the top 20 figures. I remember the five billion kruns prize. What's-her-name? Choi Min.

"That's right. That must be him.”

“That's bullshit. This is the best chance! Huh... oh, my God! I can't believe the vines are coming in.

"Look! I'm right, aren't I? Even so, I am very good at looking at you. The clock. Help us this time. I'm the one who found it.”

"good. But this one was never light. There is information that the strength of the 20 people on the main list is at least more than [confusion]. I need special preparation.”

next day

As promised, with the help of Werner, we began to prepare to meet with the hermit Zain in earnest.

And in the morning the weather has just moved into the cage, and we're the first thing you need to rent a wagon four.

Whatisit? I did it because I was told to.

“Wait a minute, Mr. Werner. What are these carts for?”

“Oh, come to think of it, I didn't explain it before. I will load these people with gifts for the hermits Zain.”

So this is some kind of information cost?

I quickly understood.

"So so. Well, it is a famous smart thing, so I will only release it if there is a price to pay for it.”

Fucking materialism is exactly the same as Earth and here.

After a little nagging, I led Hyun-chun and each of the two carts into the inner part of the city again.

So the second place we followed Werner was the Zain market.

people come and go in and out of the street with a big bang

And through the middle of the merchant complex and the Ahin market type, we moved ahead a few colorful signs.

Waita minute. What candy store?

What is this about?

Werner immediately opened his mouth as if he was aware of the strange look of my doubt.

"Hm! Don'worry. We came to the right place. Choi Min-hyuk's capital will be enough, won't it? From now on, you can buy a lot of candy in this cart and load it. I don't care about the type, but what matters is the sugar content of the candy. Hermit Zain is famous for his sweet sour candy.”

I tilted my head.

"Sweet? I'm not asking for gold, treasures, or goods, but candy?”

“Yes, that's the point. The lack of information is the reason most people do not have access to Zain's hermitage. The ascetic only meets those who are perfect in his taste.”

"Huh. Strange recluse.”

Result of

I bought and loaded the first cart full of candy.

Lena, Cerdiana, and Hyunchun all seemed ridiculous, but Werner said so. I just have to follow.

No matter what he saw, he didn't seem to be talking nonsense to make fun of us.

in the midst of such growing suspicion

The next stop we followed Werner was the butcher shop.

“The second cart is full of meat and loaded. Any meat of the highest quality, any type, it is okay.”

It's getting interesting.

How greedy is this hermit.

Of course, there are some aliens on different levels who have very different appetite than humans. The same goes for kids, and basically for the big ones and for kids.

Well, that's understandable.

Werner smiled at me.

“You must not be tired. I only fill two carts now.”

Filling the first and second carts with the best quality candy and meat, we finally moved to the next place to fill the third carriage. Werner explained that in the province of Bengalad, where there are no oceans or lakes around, they treat it as one of the best ingredients. Of course, not just the fish, but the best fish that have been cooled with magic efficiently.

“As you know, the area is now within the sphere of influence of the Red Alliance. In other words, 90 percent of the fish in circulation were completely controlled by the Red Clan. They amassed great wealth through cornering, and the mainland nobles of the planet bought and consumed fish. Now, I'll ask you. How can we fill this cart with fish now?”

Why are you suddenly asking me?

I gave the simplest answer that came to mind.

“Well, I don't know. Attack distribution route Red?”

"…Hmmm. Of course, it could be an option, but in the worst-case scenario, there was the possibility of turning countless red clans into enemies, so it was not a good idea. I'm afraid someone will hear me. That's a very dangerous idea.”

I was on their blacklist.

There is no more danger here.

I did not cover half my face with a turban for no reason.

Well, it's better to follow Werner's idea here.

But then. Lena slapped her hand as if she had noticed something.

“Oh, why don't we go to the country of origin? That is, if you try to buy directly from fishermen before the volume falls into the hands of The Reds.”.

“Oh, that's right. But Lena's still smart. I appreciate you."

Huh huh? Stay on?

Ah, but still?

Werner, did you just swipe at me?

You pretended to praise Lena and said that she was stupid.

She's my fan and she's turned into Lena.

No, it might be more dangerous to have such a mad scientist as a fan.

It was scary to have my body again because I was fascinated by it a while ago.

Hyun-chun opens his mouth, touches his beard.

“But isn't that because it's far from its origin? I don't think it's that easy to go straight to my home country. Don't you need a large area teleportation order for a high circle?

“Yes, but there's a way. This was a super high-volume teleportation magic team established and used by the Red Clan exclusively by themselves. The precious thing was sitting in the bell tower there. From now on, we will wait for the night, using the place secretly..”.

I cut Werner.

What are you talking about? You use it secretly.

There are 11 circles here. Magician and skill maker, Lee's body.

He turned to the side and patted Cerdiana on the shoulder.

“Serdiana. Can you translate the number of teleportation coordinates in this environment? Yes, the central part of the vacant land there would be the best. Nothing around.”

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seriate...