Ouroboros Record ~Circus of Oubeniel~

There is blood in the dark pit.

Blood, flesh, bones. The landscape illuminated by Cantera's scarce light is instantly dyed in grotesque colours.

Despite all this acidity, there is no screaming there. For some reason, that's because the killing is too early. As it served as an alternative, the laughter of the ravaging side echoed.

"Kukukuku...... hahahahaha!! Brittle! Brittle! Too brittle! Oh, my God, this isn't working! It's not enough for me to get used to it!

The voicing shadow was an aristocratic young man, dressed in a bloody red scarf and a black cape in his up-and-down uniform. There is one unusually eye-catching part, though it becomes spicy that doesn't suit the darkness beneath the damp soil.

hands. The hands are unusually stretched, curved and present as if they were brutal torture execution instruments.

That strange nail as it was a terminal indication of the brutality he had. That is the murder weapon that slaughters the original inhabitants of this darkness.

"Puggyyyyyyyy!?

"Gah, gah, gah!?

Survival instincts were even frozen by too much consternation, and the survivors scream after so much delay.

As you can hear it, none of it is human.

Orc, the leader of the herd, has a few goblins, his servant. Both are monsters whose main residence is the cave.

Only the head count and the small cunning of children handle the goblin. When it is both a raven and a horn and an oak, it has so much physical ability that teeth do not stand in normal adults. But that's all. To some extent, the young man who starred in the killing is no longer in charge.

Young people think of it, too, or when they stop laughing, they turn to a gloomy look as soon as possible.

"... boring. That's boring. I knew this stuff would be boring."

As I said, I did my blood-swept, alien nails to my mouth, licked them with pepper - and threw them away immediately.

"Tasteless. Weak, boring, and bloody unsavory. Oh, how come you guys are alive? You're so worthless to exist."

The young man waved his arms gently as he distorted his face uncomfortably.

Then what about it? While the nail that was the murder weapon itself shrunk while you saw it, wouldn't that hand regain its graceful shape?

The monsters exhale relief when the opponent holds a weapon.

But...

"... you guys are not worth hanging on my nails. So die quickly." Sadondez Insight. ""

It was a ruthless pronouncement of death that was rolled out.

It's an instant death curse that strikes all the opponents in sight. An invasion of the freezing arms of death promptly grasps the hearts of the demons.

……

Even for another mass killing, there was still no screaming.

If you notice, all the monsters were falling over the dirt like puppets with broken threads.

Looking at it satisfactorily, the youth laughs again.

And that turned into a crazy laugh without setting aside time.

"Kuh, heh... such a high spell, without chanting... hahahaha! I knew it was amazing. I am! This new body! Too great to stop laughing!!

"Stop if you can't. Because it's so loud echoing the cave."

I can't stand to speak from behind. [M]

Then he - Charles Franz Schmidt - stopped pitaling and sat down with an electrolithic fire.

"Oh, yes...... sorry, master. I was on track, yes... sorry"

I don't think it was in excellent shape until earlier, let's make this change. I accidentally put my hand on the temple.

... don't let the tension drop too sharply, Shirl.

We are now going to the Old Ruil Mine, one of the dungeons in Marlan County.

It was the combination of Shahr's shoulder habits and the confirmation of the profitability of the abandoned mineral veins, and the extermination of monsters that were in high demand from the peasants by touching them.

So one of the purposes is Sharr's arm-testing,

"I'm not telling vampires not to get drunk on blood, but there's too much play in the movement"

- Doue talk.

"Is there an idiot who lets go of instant death magic on that level of miscellaneous fish? It's a waste of magic."

- Dry talk.

"... to that degree of intelligence, a monster of strength, you won't need words"

- Uni talk.

and evaluations from earlier were scattered.

"Yes, yes... I'm sorry, seniors, yes..."

And a vampire load of flat apologies.

Isn't he the first high-ranking vampire in history who keeps apologizing sitting on the ground of a mine? In a way, it's a feat.

When I see him shrinking down and begging for pity like this, I even think that what I talked to Uni about the other day might be worrying.

... No, no, no, no alarm. He and I were brilliant enough to get into five fingers at the time in the Academy's Department of Spirituality. And now he's an evil vampire. Neither this pitiful figure nor the possibility that it is an act to buy insults from the surroundings is zero. Although countermeasures are in place, they are a considerable threat if he actually disobeys them. In the world of previous life, there was also the story of the brazenness of the bedroom and the crotch of Han Shin. Just because you're exposed to the unusual today doesn't change the threat if you haven't thrown away the fangs that disobey you tomorrow. Let's just say we will continue to treat it with caution.

For one thing, should I put in some follow-ups to avoid getting objectionable in vain?

Under such deliberate thought, I opened my mouth.

"Shar, you don't have to be so scared. What you couldn't do this time, you just have to be able to do it next. Besides, your essence must be my co-researcher, right? As wasted as they were in an unprofessional battle, there is no snagging. Look, make it look like my work."

"Oh, master! Master, Ovenil is generous! I can't even tell you how grateful I am!

And when I comfort him, he gets up in momentum and keeps scratching his shoulder and cunning. How far are you serious about it, is he?

Well, fine. Let's not think about it in vain.

"More than that, Shahl's habit of being the primary purpose is done. Shall we go next, Dry?"

"Ha."

Take the instructions and dry quickly to get ready. The second objective is to re-examine the mineral veins.

"O Spirit of the earth, answer my question. What is it that thou hidest in the depths? Where is your money - Wide Diect?"

With the chant, the magic, which was order, is released from Dry's body, turning into a surgical ceremony and running to the surroundings. It is a wide-area exploratory magic, with the help of the Spirit of earthly attributes. The extent and precision of the exploration is greatly improved by the affinity between the great magic and the Spirit characteristic of Dry, the dark elf, and its synergies. As well as in this abandoned mine, we should be able to find the resources that are underground around us.

Fulfilling, after dozens of seconds of silence, she looked up.

"... you can't have mineral deposits here. We've already picked all the places we can dig."

"I guess. If it had remained a little profitable, those greedy former deputies couldn't have let it go"

I left it to become a monster's nest for just one reason. Well, you don't expect much from the beginning.

"But - please, my lord. There were signs of a massive copper mine at a point 15 km northeast of here."

"Oh, that's awesome!

Copper mines, if they can also make massive objects, Marulan's finances will also be greatly moistened. Even for me, the alchemist, I was delighted that copper, a material that can be processed in many ways, would become available in large quantities.

But...

"… say 15 km northeast of here, it is a rugged mountainous area. The forest on the road is also deep and unsuitable for paving the way"

"Ahhh."

I notice my own joy in Uni's remarks.

That's right, here, even in the back of the mountain. What kind of secret would it be to go further from there?

No matter how promising the mineral veins are, to mine, transport and put the ore into circulation, we won't talk about it if there's no way to get there first. How much money would it cost to stretch the road that far? I'm not that bright of an area either, but I can see that would be an insane amount of money. At least the current finances of our realm don't have enough strength to allow that much burden.

"... I'm sorry, sir. You seem to have disturbed your mind with unhelpful information."

"Oh, no. If Marlan develops any day, the time will come when it will also be possible to stretch the road that far. Just in case, there's no harm in remembering."

Good, ten, twenty years ahead, if bad, could be the story of a century gone by.

"Hey, if your husband goes for a big golem, you can dig it right away, right?

and Dooe pinches his mouth.

Before answering that, Sharr sighs in a big sigh.

"Oh man, what are you talking about? Take down the woods, dig back the mountains, carry the mined copper... The golem that can imitate such a big deal is a superweapon beyond what the earliest countries allow, right? It's not the same story as Mad Golem to the extent that it is used for irrigation work. He was witnessed, but finally, a call for an interview came from the court."

He is laughing at Nitanita. It would be a return of interest to the waste of earlier battles. Dooey, who took it, pulls his face apart.

"You're right, but wow... something pisses me off when you point it out to me!?

"Hih!? I'm against violence!

Reflectively hidden behind the dry, Schaal rolled down the pit with a kick "Don't touch your ass".

Set aside the cont that started something, and Charles is mostly right. Once you make something like that, the neighborhood residents you witness panic, someone calls the Adventurer Guild, and from there, the story turns to the country. I've contributed to this Marlan in alchemy, but I'm not so godlined as to be forgiven for taking care of it.

Then it would seem possible to mine only me and the "works", but it is also bad. The degree of soil improvement and irrigation previously done is that any lord can do so if he surrounds an alchemist with some arms, but the digits of difficulty vary when it comes to mining development in the back of the mountain. If I knew I could do that with just a few people, I would be greatly alerted by the people in the center and the surrounding lords. Even though I have a bad reputation, I am in a position to be admired by my brother and the centralists. I'm sorry for any further trouble.

"Well, the mines just have to explore the nearby places firmly into the tunnels. I don't have to, but I don't."

"Yes, and your husband's true self is a study of immortality."

says Uni.

Exactly, for me, the management of the territory is good to say, a source of funding for research, or worse yet, an extra detour. Causing trouble with it is the end of the line. In other words, during this time Marquis Lavalle looked at me and sent Viktor and the others, also to say that I made a terrible mistake. Reflection.

"Well, I've done most of the work, and shall we finish up and go home? Hey, Shirl! One more job, please!

"Yes, no..."

Shirl, who was called up and approached me all the time, was rolling all over and muddy. It's more like a zombie just resurrected from under the soil than a vampire road.

But still, my skill as a necromancer is one of the best in the continent for having undead. Probably would go in at leisure for three fingers.

Well, I'm going to work on wasting that talent a lot.

"Well, then, start installing it."

"Yes.... sure there are five high-skeleton people, right? That's about all you can afford without chanting"

Say, pattin 'the fingers of your right hand out of your cape.

- In a moment, there was a sudden change.

The remains of the monsters he has killed on the road gather in one place. And they were compressed by supernatural forces, and in the process they lost their material form and turned into black particles. It's a negative energy body, also known as mindfulness. Although harmful to normal life forms, the magicians and dark monsters who have grown into the magic of the dark lineage manipulate this to cause various phenomena.

"Ooh... my darkness compatriots, my family! I will serve you beautifully and generously, and I will serve you well!" CREATE SKELTON: Ah!!

From a trance that touches his temper as an undead, or Sharr exercises his technique with a suspicious uplifting grin. That figure deserves to be called the King of the Evil Immortal Taru Vampire Road.

It's just...

"Hey, didn't you say you could go unchanging, Cotes?

"... as far as I can remember, the chant of" Creative Skeleton "is not like that"

"Probably improvisational poetry. I'll withhold my assessment."

- And so on, though it would be if other faces hadn't put a scratch in it.

In doing so, the fruits of Shar's technique appear clear.

A monster with a crude sword and a claw that somehow exposed a blue-blue skeleton to misery and emerged from nowhere. It's called skeleton, which is also a superior species called high skeleton. That was just five bodies, appearing exactly as I ordered.

"That's a strange thing. It's made from goblin and oak carcasses, but it just looks like a human bone no matter how you look."

"Naturally! You didn't live a lifetime soul in the dead and turn it into an undead, but you gave the body a tentative first life to the material and created a new undead. If you're as much of a surgeon as I am, you're enough to change the shape of your bones. Ka n ta n, what the heck!

"You really are a man who feels like a little thing, Coz..."

The 'pieces' stare at the leaping shawl.

Coming this far, isn't this his original personality? I even think so. I was always freaked out during the Academy, but it's still the same thing that shrinks when you're awesome or ordered. I just didn't know it because I used to feel like eating, and in fact, there may have been times when I was tense.

"Here, I won't distract you to the end. I need you to set up your orders, okay?

"Hahaha! Cheap!

He was in a bad mood because he was able to tease his specialty, even though it was just an exaggeration. If you want to work, it would be better to feel happy, so let it go.

"Look, you guys?" Whoever breaks into this cave, draw him into the back and then kill him ". 'Those who escape do not have to chase'. And then..."

"This is how you set up a high skeleton in a cave to get rid of goblins and other wild monsters."

That's the thing. Originally the work of adventurers, but raw hate This Marlan is a land with little flavor on top of poor transportation. There's no reason to dare to lean over the middle class, and the runaway adventurer has no road bank to come to in the first place.

Once the guild's branch is located, it's just one house in a large county for lack of people, and there's an idle bird ringing. My main job is to receive and ship letters, etc., so much so that I should name it the post office already. Regardless, no adventurer is asked to crusade. So if you want to exorcise a monster in Marlan County, you can either bother to ask the guild of the neighboring county, or the residents will do it themselves, or the lords - I mean, it's me - will have to crusade from scratch.

but the first one costs extra money. Secondly, there is a risk that the vigilante will develop into a disobedient group as it is and become involved in security. We're in trouble for the last three. No, I'm not being lazy. Monsters around here are low-grade, so I can't get busy material for the hassle of going around. The assigned martial officers also incur various troublesome costs, such as caring for weapons for the procurement of troops and armaments, if they move poorly.

So we decided to place a demon for extermination in the dungeon, the monsters' colony. This will automatically hunt wild monsters for a long time once installed. Also, if you take the user demon to this level, it won't be that noisy in case the inhabitants or their favorite adventurers (like to come to such a country) discover it.

I can make the right demon with alchemy, but it still smells like an alchemist somewhere. Then someone will come out and connect me with the monster that springs up in the cave. The most powerful ones are a certain Count whose name lays low but cannot be grown up against his brother, or a certain Marquis who has been making hidden children for a good year.

For this reason, he asked Shirl, the undead himself, to run as a raw necromancer, and let him create a high-skeleton that naturally occurs and can be controlled. Regardless, Uni and Dry will be able to do about [CREATE SKELTON], and so will I. but goblins are hard to make skeletons that can beat orcs anyway. It also reduces the probability of an order because you are still not good at handling spiritual souls, and you need a real human body for the material. This is not a question of strength as a magician, it is a question of fitness for necromancy.

Huh? How many carcass ingredients are in the lab? I want you to stop joking. We can't leak traces of the experiment outside, just in case. Okay? I'm not going to leave any more surgical marks, but it's my doctrine to keep in mind. Since he was in the Wang capital, the bodies that emerged from the experiment have been properly cremated and crushed to the bone, except for precious samples.... but I couldn't bring it when I moved to Marulan, so I had to bake the samples.

And it looks like it's time for Schaal's work to be done.

"- Okay, that's it. Orders are set, Ovenil."

"Good day. Shall we go home then?"

At the same time as I say, everyone gathers around the dry. Spatial Transfer Magic "Greater Teleport" to travel momentarily and return to the mansion where you are accustomed in an instant.

"It's convenient, isn't it, metamagic? Thanks to this winter sky, I'm flying all the way down to base."

So smudged and Dooey says. Exactly, the season is still winter. Shirl just finished it, so I think you knew.

"For that matter, if you eat magic and fail, you'll go straight into the wall. Don't go away, okay? The farther away he is from me, the more likely he is to have a metastasis accident. … Master, your hand."

Sweet for words, take her hand. The other hand was held by Doue. Uni and Shar only stop by. In the unlikely event of a discrepancy between the two of them, they can interfere with the procedure and re-adjust the position that exits in front of them to prevent accidents. When I say, magic control technology is difficult to interfere with metastasis due to the problem of absolute angular quantity.

Dry finishes a long chant for completeness and closes his eyes to say the magical name at the end.

"… [Greater Teleport]!"

Screw the dishes, cross the dimensional walls, and we'll follow the abandoned pit road. As long as the remaining skeletons are doing their job, they won't be here for the time being.

"When it comes to completion, the minerals that are likely to be mined at this stage will be considerably narrowed down."

I finished putting Zhu on the map based on the information I got from Dry's exploration, and Viktor looked up. He is already occupying the leading position of Home Secretary because of his strength and personality. Well, the predecessors weren't so competent from the beginning, after they completely boned them out. Out of the question, I had the strength to say it. From his point of view, there would be no production to this extent.

"Minerals are more abundant than expected, but it's unfortunate how little is surprisingly practical in relation to cost and technology."

"Absolutely. Even so, assuming you can dig it all, there's mineral poison everywhere and it's going to be a big deal. You should have thought it was a good idea to reject the squeeze."

I'll say it in the office chair, too. [M] Even though the big job is throwing round, I have to say that it is an area that is likely to be involved in deciding on important matters and in alchemy. This is particularly true of mines, which are also a valuable source of material. If you don't make it as serious as it is at a time like this, it will also make a lot of noise later. Even though it prevents betrayal with brain remodeling, I can say about a novel.

"You have a point. Well, in view of the financial situation, neither can we afford to invest in the mine"

"So, who's ideal from you?

"That's the point where these copper, tin and lead minerals overlap. There are mountains where gold and silver can be picked, but there is a risk that the country will squeeze out if we dig them."

Hmm, yeah. Wouldn't it be that easy? If you ask me, it is also synonymous with what the feudal monarch directs when it comes to Golden Mountain, Silver Mountain.

"Too bad... if I could dig myself gold or silver, I could make all the high-end outfits I wanted"

"My lord."

"Oh, yeah. I know. I know, I said I was listening. That triple mineral vein is recommended, isn't it? I'll also make a quote for the mine control facility later, so talk to the person in charge."

Answer unexpectedly sharp reactions. Viktor and Rubel are the ones who don't spoil me unexpectedly. You even work for me for that, but I should have made it sound a little better at times like this, what a thought.

"Please, really. The mineral poisoning problem is serious… So here's the next case. I left it to Rubel and the others to build an authentic inn."

"After all, can't I have the land I wanted?

I'll go ahead and ask.

The planned building site of the Lords' Mansion, which was a project from the fold. As far as I was concerned, I had designated a place where the spiritual power of the land was strong, suitable for placing alchemy labs.

But there are a few problems there...

"It will be decided for nothing. Most of the land you specify is too far from town. Ultimately, it cannot be used as a base for administration. What's in town is out of the question. Isn't this where the church is built? If you destroy a church for an inn, even your reputation is low, now you're at the bottom, right?

Viktor's reply was as expected.

Land like the one with strong spirituality and all over town is mostly held up by the church. To make it a ritual place where priests use a great deal of sacred magic. If you force yourself to take this away, you will be the feather of adding more religion to even more enemies. Besides, churches in this world also function as hospitals by using restorative magic. If you break it or something for the Lord's sake, support from the people of the Territory is also imperative.

Difficulties fly from the people in the Wang capital when they create an inn in a despicable place and their administrative processing capacity is reduced. Trouble.

"For one thing, can't we separate the inn from the lab?

"I wouldn't struggle if I could. But think about it. Every day, the lord sees us entering and exiting a mysterious facility out of town. If your brother or your father hears about it, he'll be happy to investigate it. [M] But since we got here, research has been radicalizing."

"Isn't that what you deserve? If you're a Dark Elf slave, you're still pulling in even vampires. If I hadn't been brainwashed, I'd be running into the Church, the High Court, or the Adventurer's Guild."

My lord said I was disclosing my troubles, but when I was this minister.

I looked up to heaven unexpectedly.

"Oh, not at all...... if you think you've returned from a dim underground dungeon, this is it now. I have time to rest."

That's when. There was something flashing behind my brain.

- Can't you just separate the inn from the lab?

- If you think you're back from a dungeon in the dark basement...

- If you can dig gold and silver yourself, you can make high-end outfits all you want.

- Even a big golem, if you go for it, right away.

- It's convenient. What's metamagic?

Several words become dots, and it creates a line between them and connects them, assembling a single picture.

Isn't this... a bit of a good-looking idea?

I mean, why didn't I realize it was so easy, I...

"My lord? What is it, my lord?

"- That's right, yeah. Doesn't this make it okay? In the unlikely event that a survey hand is available in the hall, there should be no problem with this hand..."

I overheard Viktor's voice and hung on to the plan. [M]

And when I get the estimates done, I get up from the chair and call her.

"Uni"

"Yes, beside you"

Viktor peels his eyes at Uni, who appears without sound, but ignores it.

Not now, and it's common sense here that she'll fly if I call her.

"I'm going to put forward a new lab construction plan. I can't wait long for the snow to melt. Let's work on it now."

"I'm in awe"

"Oh, wait, my lord. You want me to build the lab now? And what about the new building?

Viktor shut up about something. But well, if he hears this idea too, he'll shut up and obey.

"I'll leave it to you and Rubel to decide what to plan for your new home. Build it wherever you want. You guys wouldn't make something that weird in the eyes of nobles, would you?

"Of course that..."

"But in the basement, they make a spacious room. The name is in the storeroom, in the wine cellar, whatever."

"Do you mind if I take the lab?

"As you proposed, I decided to build it separately from the inn. The place is... right"

Think for a moment and then point to a point on the map.

"I'll do it here. Decided."

Looking at my designated point, Viktor opens his mouth like a magnificent prince.

I guess it's because that's not the construction candidate I listed. It doesn't seem like a location where you can put a lab or anything on top of being too far from town.

But that's the miso of this idea.

"Hey, what are you thinking, my lord!? My lord!?"

With his confused voice on his back, which I haven't heard in a long time, me and Uni left the office.

It doesn't even seem like it, my feet float with excitement.

One of the rubbed ministers in the hallway was creepy, but nothing to worry about.

"Your husband seems to enjoy it and most importantly. So, what do you have in mind?

Yeah, well, listen to me.

I just came up with an idea for Uni that I've been asking her about. [M]

To no avail, she was blinking her pussy and eyes when she heard it.

"You thought there was no way..."

"You disagree?

"No - there's no reason for that"

Uni seems surprised, too, but immediately presses his heartbeat to affirm.

That's what she says when she doesn't see the slightest fear, as she did when she was in Shirl. I became more and more confident in this idea. [M]