Magi Craft Meister

Gloma Tray had given Jen valuable information.

"Even when you say you're independent, you know this Duchy of Mercana is still under the control of the Duchy of Jags, right?

"Yes."

"It also means that the Principality of Jags wants talent."

"Yes."

Then Gloma dropped her voice,

"… that country continues to skirmish with its neighbors the Duchy of Norha and the Duchy of Darat. That's why I want good magicians and technicians."

"I see."

"If you go, they'll probably make a golem"

……

After a lot of silence, Jen asked what he had in mind.

"Uh, Gloma... you were back, weren't you?

"Oh.... coincidentally, the pressure from the 'World Conference' has increased"

"Pressure,"

Jen looked at Gloma's explanation all together in his head.

The Duchy of Jags continues to compete in skirmishes with the neighbouring Duchy of Norha and the Duchy of Darat.

War and combat in this era are dominated by 'surrogate warfare' by combat golems, with the three principalities craving powerful combat golems.

Meanwhile, the 'World Conference' is worried about such a situation and is trying to mediate, but it has not been fulfilled.

"While there are delegates to the World Conference, it's important to start a skirmish as soon as you're gone."

"Then why don't we just have representatives stationed all the time?

"I think so, too, but the arrangements within the World Conference are supposed to avoid undue interference."

"I see..."

If there is such an arrangement, it is the way of a State governed by the rule of law. If it's not up to the status quo, we have to change the law.

"But why is Mr. Gloma in this country?

I don't know why I bother working in a country with a bad environment, Jen said.

"Why, I ask.... I don't really want to talk about it."

"Really..."

Jen changed the subject.

"... Does Mr. Gloma know anything about 'Avalon'?

"Avalon... My teacher is the one who learned it in Avalon and called it 'Roadtoss'. I'm from the Gondor continent."

"Gondor continent!?

"Well, you know the name of that continent"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Right...... hmm"

Gloma thought again a little and eventually opened his mouth as he had decided to.

"Jin, if you crossed to Lauren continent, you should visit your master. 'Cause they're probably supposed to be welcomed as guests in the Principality of Jags."

"Thank you"

"At that time... I would like to deposit something that I know is an introduction from me, but it will probably hook up with the possessions inspection. I will therefore teach you the right words. The word" puppet. "

"Puppet!?

"Do you remember that word?

"… Yes"

Gloma laughed thinly.

"... I didn't want to talk to you earlier... but my master asked me to come to this country. The purpose is to find people."

"What kind of person are you?

"Dark-eyed brunette, good at engineering magic, her name is Jin.... That's all they could tell me"

Indeed, Jen meets that condition.

"But I've met two people before who fit that condition. You are the third. [M] So I'm going to leave the decision to my master. [M] Remember, it's Puppet."

"Thank you"

"Puppet". After Gloma walked away to see what the word meant, Jen thought.

(Does it have anything to do with the Principality of Mercana being a puppet regime, or…)

Jen closes his eyes and turns his thoughts to the past.

A country of friends formerly known as the 'Demon Nation' and perhaps now the 'Northern Nation', the 'Nord Federation'.

(Berials the puppet, Arshel the puppet)

And.

(Scion)

A grandson of the chief of the "Mori Luo" clan, a girl who should have been bound to the "Puppet (Kutsu)" clan Berials.

"... well, the Demons... they're not, they're Northern peoples, so I guess they're still alive"

If you calculate to an attempt, now is 3899 years of continental history, then Scion, who was 72 in 3458 when Jen was there, is 513.

Their lifespan can be converted to about five times that of humans, so they can be between 102 and 103 years old.

"Maybe I'll see you.... to Malika too"

Malika was younger than Zion, so it's more likely.

As she thought about it, Jen fell asleep.

On September 1, as Gloma said, Jen hung the call.

"To check the degree within an hour. You can take the golem you made."

That's all I told him, and the liaison officer back that he had been ordered by the 'Committee of Ten'.

……

"I don't know..."

"Mr. Jin......"

Jens' team 'couldn't keep up the words.

At the convenience of the 'country', life is easily shaped. The will of the person is not reflected there.

In such a state of affairs, Jen felt clean.

Initially, Jen only has baggage. The ordination ended in three minutes.

"Jin, you've taken care of a lot of things"

"Thank you for your help, Jin..."

"I didn't think we were going to break up like this."

Jen spared Eira, Kathea and goodbye.

"Jin, this is apart."

Eira offered five gold coins.

"Oh, me too"

Three kachairs, too, offer gold coins.

"Little by little, I was saving up."

"No, I can't have you doing this..."

To Jen, who tried to solidify herself, Eira told her in a quiet voice sometime.

"Jin, sometimes you'll need money over there. Take it."

Until then, Jen had to receive it, too.

"... well, thank you for taking it. Thank you so much."

"I wanted you to tell me a lot more."

"Take care of yourself."

"You're all right, both of you."

For a short time, the three "teams" who felt surprisingly comfortable were set to lose their central Jen even without trying here.

"Gin, huh? All right, let's go."

Time came, to bring Jen, two soldiers came.

"Well, good luck to both of you."

"Jin!"

"Mr. Jin!!

Only 'Hope' will follow.

Jen was thus to follow the Duchy of Mercana.