Episode 395 The Second Temple (1)
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Itâs quiet.
The inside of the temple was so quiet that the beating of a heart could be heard like a scream.
The reason was simple.
It was because the high elves whose heads were broken on the floor of the temple still couldnât get up.
The fact that the high elves, whose self-healing power was equivalent to that of trolls, did not recover meant that the shock was great.
Seeing the elves limp like corpses, the thought that I shouldnât open my mouth came to my mind.
Heprion noticed and opened his mouth for the first time.
âUgh. So, the problem with the altar! How do you plan to solve it, Mr. Ray?â
Ray answered without taking his eyes off the parchment.
âFirst of all, we have to recreate the magic circle. I canât use that anymore.â
His words startled the other high elves.
âI canât use all of them⦠Are you saying that the magic circle created by the Goddess has become useless?â
âHow to fix itâ¦â
He shook his head.
âRight now, that is just a picture resembling a magic circle. Because a large amount of mana moved at once, the magic circle was damaged. It is safer and faster to create a new one than to fix it.â
Even though it was the work of a god, there was no way the magic circle would be safe since he drew all the mana from the altar and put it into his body.
Serien said with a puzzled expression.
âBut to recreate the altarâs magic circle⦠I donât know if thatâs really possible.â
If this is not possible, Middle-earth perishes.
Even now, it is a situation where all eight gates that are open have not been closed.
If the altar was left unattended and the monsters poured out, both elves and humans would die.
âSo we all have to work together. We need your magical knowledge. Still, the name is High Elf. Do you know anything? Shake it all off.â
Like a bandit stealing a merchantâs money, Ray flicked his fingers and tapped the table.
The high elves did not dare to be angry at the sight of the scumbag escaping from the house.
âHa ha ha ha ha!â
âHo-ho-ho!â
They laughed heartily like a hero.
I saw with my own eyes what would happen if I tried to rebel.
The head was crushed and the floor of the temple was crushed.
Every time I hit my head on the ground, the eyes of the high elves are unforgettable.
They never wanted to be like him.
âWe are the next race of great beings. Humans will be able to be of great help to you.â
âDonât be sad if you say it twice. I can confidently say that my understanding of the magic circle is higher than any other race.â
The high elves rolled up their tails.
As expected, a nearby fist was more frightening than a distant tradition.
* * *
From the next day, High Elf and Ray started working together.
They cut down the surrounding trees to make a large wooden box for the altar.
Originally, elves do not like to harm nature, but at a time like now, there was no choice.
Middle-earth may be doomed, but things may go wrong if you hesitate for the reason of harming nature.
The elves, who prayed for a moment before cutting down the trees, easily moved the cut trees.
Since each worker is a worker of one hundred and one hundred, the progress of the work was quite fast.
He picked up the hammer and anvil that Ray took out of his pack.
He grabs a few pieces of wood and skillfully creates the skeleton of the altar.
He has matured in blacksmithing to the point of surpassing Derp.
Quite a few things were created in the blink of an eye.
Serien brought the pieces of wood to Rayâs place.
âAs expected, he is our human lord! Where else did you learn carpentry?â
I learned from the dwarves.
Itâs not just a dwarf, itâs a crazy dwarf who slapped me for understanding ironâs feelings.
If you understand the heart of iron, what else can you not understand the heart of wood?
While Ray was shaking his head while reminiscing about the terrible past, Hans approached with an armful of wood piles on his back.
âWhere should I put this human?â
âOh, that will make a temporary furnace and hut. You canât sleep in the temple forever. Leave it there and I will make it myself.â
At his words, Elisha stepped out.
âDonât try to take everything on your own. Now that youâre done, just focus on making the altar. I will try to make this myself and Heprion.â
After working non-stop for half a day, Heprion, who was taking a short break, admired her.
âElisa! The skill of attracting others is excellent! Even if there is no shame, shouldnât there be a degree!â
âCome on, calm down and think about it, Heprion. It is to make a hut where everyone can rest. Wouldnât it be really romantic to see the high elves soothe your tired body in the place where you worked hard?â
Elisa talked about bullshit at length.
At this level, it seemed that Heprion would not be caught.
However, the romanticist Heprion broke everyoneâs expectations and began to worry with a strange face.
After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.
âHmm⦠After hearing it, it seems like that! If everyone can rest in a place where they worked hard and sweat, my hard work will be romantically accepted!â
Heprion finally bit the bait.
No, not just the door, but swallowed it whole.
In the end, he was hired as a member to contribute to the construction of the cabin along with Elisha while he was resting.
* * *
Ray did a good job handling the unpeeled raw tree.
Originally, it would be better to use salty water and dry it in the sun, but the situation was not good, so I had to ignore the process.
You donât know what will pop out of the gate after months of watering.
Sert, who was well versed in making Magic Artifacts, admired it.
âYouâre very talented⦠Except for the fact that you work with living wood⦠Youâre the best carpenter Iâve ever seenâ¦â
She praised him lavishly.
His dexterity was almost miraculous.
If you touched it, it would take off its bark and throw it away like a tree taking off its clothes.
When I hit it a few more times with a hammer, the wood that was just rough cracks and takes shape.
At this point, to those watching from the side, it seemed as if the tree was changing on its own.
The wood, which was not even planed, was beaten and straightened with a hammer, and soon after, the framework of the altar was erected.
Considering the size of the altar, it was an unbelievable speed.
Ray whistled and swung the hammer a few times.
Then, gradually, the part that will become the flesh of the altar was created.
âItâs so fastâ¦â
âEven the dwarves who only know how to do it with a hammer arenât like this.â
He was quick and quick, but he never looked twice at a part he had missed once.
The high elves who were trying to catch the pods were at a loss for words when they made a perfect skeleton even though it looked like they were looking around.
They coughed and withdrew.
Contrary to Ray, the high elvesâ progress was slow.
Of course, it was much faster than the working speed of human workers, but it was slow compared to one ray.
Rey stood up from her seat, shaking her hands, and looked around.
The high elves caught my eye holding a tree.
Although the individualâs ability itself is outstanding, it was something they had never done in their life, so they were riding a fool (?).
âIs the furnace complete?â
âThatâs⦠not yet.â
âEh? What have you been doing?â
âThe design took some timeâ¦â
âWhat kind of design is it to make a fire?â
I looked at the parchment Ray had laid out as a blueprint.
Then, at first glance, a top-notch brazier with a high-level magic circle was drawn there.
At this level, there were no dwarves, so it was a dragon furnace that could not be used.
Making a brazier for burning wood in earnest like this?
I was so dumbfounded that I was a little dumbfounded.
âAre you really going to make this?â
really.
Seriously, I asked if I was sane.
Then they said, full of piety.
âAs much as it is made in a sacred place, it is made by harming the life of nature. We have an obligation to make the best of it.â
Ray nodded, affirming the high elvesâ pious hearts.
âDamn it! What is the life of nature? What are we going to do with this? You donât know when the gate will explode, but you canât make something like this. Hit me right now.â
âButâ¦â
âBut and only half and never.â
Ray, who was shouting against the union, scribbled something on the parchment.
A simple drawing of a furnace with only practical points excluding all magic circles.
He gave it to the high elf and said.
âJust make it like this. Surely you canât make even this much?â
The high elf who was handed the roughly scribbled blueprints frowned.
ââ¦This is just a brazierâ¦â
âItâs just a brazier. Donât do useless things, just make it big enough to light a fire.â
ââ¦I see.â
They seemed dissatisfied, but the high elves agreed.
Then, this time, the other high elves caused trouble.
When I instructed them to build a hut, they were preparing a site on top of a huge tree following the elven architectural style.
It was big there.
It was ridiculously big.
They made good use of the trees they cut down generously, to the extent that the expression that they built a mansion on top of trees is right.
Even if the size of the hut holding the frame was measured, it seemed to be half of the temple.
If I wanted to show that I was good at work, it was very successful.
Ray looked up at the sky and touched his forehead.
âdriving me crazy.â
It is right to do a good job.
Since it is a strong race and a top race, it was so great that it was incomparable to ordinary workers.
However, if you ask me if I am working in the direction I want, that is not the case.
The design of the furnace was given an acceleration magic circle so that once the fire was lit, it did not go out and the temperature increased.
The cabin was built luxuriously like a noblemanâs mansion, and once inside, there seemed to be a lobby where you could enjoy a banquet.
Ray, who simply thought of a place to escape the rain and rest, was surprised by their work.
They were pure idiots, not high elves.
Itâs understandable that they didnât have a chance to come into contact with human culture because they were focusing on managing their village, but isnât this a little too much!
I wanted to completely destroy it and make it again, but the high elves had irreversibly built the skeleton of the cabin.
Heprion approached and pounded his chest.
âHow are you, Mr. Ray? Doesnât it look like a shelter? Everything is as I instructed!â
It was.
Since the madman was in charge of the job, of course the ship had no choice but to go to the mountain.
It was all his own negligence.
I should have stopped it from the time Elisa brought in the Heprion!
To Heprion, who was looking for praise with his eyes shining, Ray smiled haha and said satisfactorily.
âYou crazy bastard.â
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