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Episode 129 - I've Got Compensation, I've Been Responsible

The day after I decided to handle real life with my old man. I sighed with all my heart. It's called a fucking big sigh.

"Ha, no God. Seriously, no God. Just hang on."

"My area is decadence and pleasure! I don't like being creative!

Real people step on the estate screaming about that in tears. No, I really can't use it, this guy. God, if I told you to restore the cobblestone with power, I'd make the whole square in front of the Lordship Hall a shiny marble, and if I told you otherwise, the ground that was marble would be Orihalcon for some reason.

Naturally, there is no prospect of restoring the square in front of the Lords' Palace, which has become Orihalcon tensioned. I can't easily destroy it because it's orihalcon anyway, and I can't repaste it because I can't destroy it. We are talking about whether to leave the orihalcon stranded anymore, or lay the cobblestone over the orihalcon layer first.

Huh? You don't want me to fix it in real life? It was unanimously decided by the Brave Demon Federal Appeals Department to stop letting this guy do it any more, so I didn't let him do it. I don't care if they make me a jerk over Orihalcon.

"What do you mean, you can contribute?"

"I can do it right now if I'm going to dramatically increase the birth rate in this city. Well, I guess I'll encourage you to show it over there already, huh?

"Hey, stop it, idiot. Don't disturb Clover's public order."

I grab the face of the godless god who says terrible things and keep the iron claw covered.

The old man, on the other hand, was really competent. He offered me a solution for the means of transportation that connected Clover to each settlement, which was the biggest problem at the moment.

"Now we're set up."

There was something like a circular table sitting behind an old man who looked back at me and said so. Not so tall when it comes to platforms, but precisely about ten centimeters? The edges of the table are sloped and would be easily ridden on the table if they were wheeled. Was there a concept of universal design in the old world?

The area of the circle is quite large, and if it's about a carriage, I think I can get on top. If you're a human, you can pack it in Michi Michi for thirty...... no, can you go as far as forty?

"So, how do you use this guy?

What this circular device is, it is a simple type of transfer device that was used in the old world. Just saying it's simple, it's very easy to install. If the main unit and accessories are connected by cable, the installation is complete. However, there is also a simplified version and the function is limited. This transfer device is in pairs in two, and even if multiple installations are installed, they can only move between the transfer devices that are set.

By the way, this is the stuff I took out of my old man's storage. It seems that one of a set is installed here, and that what pairs with this device is in some ruins in the Great Forest. Probably within an elf living area that was oddly high-pressure.

"There is a switch in the center of the transfer device. It's a mechanism whereby what's on the transfer device is sent to the paired transfer device."

"What if an object was present on the recipient's side?

"Safety works and no metastases take place. At the same time, an alarm is sounded on the side of the paired transfer device. There are other obstacles in the destination transfer device that can be checked with this indicator light. If there is an obstacle above the destination transfer device, this lamp lights up."

Something like that did exist ahead of the old man pointing his finger at it. I was wondering if it was a pattern or something, but was that the indicator lamp for that kind of use?

"I see. So you really should install it indoors instead of outdoors, huh?

"Right. Safety does not work with the degree of sand and dust that has flown in the wind, but safety may work because of birds, insects, etc. You might as well do that from a security point of view."

"What is the durability and operating period?

"It's a Chronomics product, so it's basically said to be semi-permanently maintenance-free. Semi-permanently, even though it is too much to say, it will remain operational for a long time unless deliberately attempted to destroy it. Given the fact that Chronomics still works fine, the complaining that it will run semi-permanently can't be exaggerated."

"Indeed."

Chronomics are white ceramic-like materials used in the ruins of the old world and in the heritage excavated from them. It's unusually sturdy, and I'm pretty tempted to destroy it.

So, my last problem is with that.

"What's the power source? Is that you?"

At the end of my gaze, there was something like a solar panel connected to a transfer device with a cable. Pretty big. A meter and a half across, about half that width? That's all four of them installed. The panels are thin, vertically upright and kind of like a collision.

"That's right. That demon board absorbs magic from the surrounding area and saves magic on the transfer device. If you are going to use it as a power without applying any hands, it is better to install it more apart if possible. This indicator of the transfer device indicates the amount of magic stored. Based on this congestion, we can get it up and running about once an hour. Release the sucker board and install it, it might be a little more efficient."

With that said, the old man took out something like a handlight with a demonic crystal stone set and began to glow. Then suddenly the indicator showing the amount of savings magic starts to rise. Well, is it possible to charge rapidly when magic is emitted to the place where the sucker board is densely installed?

"I see, that's great. This is the transfer gate... so don't wear it with the magic I use. Let's call it Travelgate."

Unlike solar panels, there doesn't seem to be a need to point them at the sun separately, and the installation itself seems pretty easy. I'm talking about it being more efficient to install it away for normal use, and I'll try to follow that word honestly.

But the amount you can transport at once is not a big deal. If you want to transport large quantities of supplies, you'll need to take advantage of a treasure bag or something. Sounds like a magic charge takes a lot of time, and it doesn't seem to have a high turnaround rate. But that depends on ingenuity. If you can use magic to increase your turnover, there's a way to buy magic out of people with excess magic. If you donate blood, it feels like magic.

Now, can we get to the point where we have a general understanding of performance as well?

"So, how many more sets does this guy have?

"What?"

"I'd like six sets, if possible."

In the ghost tribe, in Arkenia, in the inhabitants of the river, and in the gates of the east and west streets, and also in the gates of the north streets, which will soon be able to. Uh, you should probably have another one for research.

"You've been abruptly glamorous, you."

"That's good, don't even get used to it anyway. You're wearing dust, right? Then I'd be happier with tools if they were used meaningfully at my place."

"This is valuable stuff. And how much do you think it's going to be?"

"Ah! I was there! Uh, my old man shot me with a laser or a gun. Wow, that hurts. I let him meet with Real Life, and he stuck his arm on top of it."

I exaggerate, keep my chest down, show it off, and then I look at the old man with chills.

"... nothing. There are only two sets of things I can offer with what I keep. I have some spare sucker boards and cables, so I can give them away."

Two sets. Well, the only way traffic is too inconvenient right now is in a ghost tribe, and if you use one for research, is it acceptable?

"Blueprints and technical materials, please."

"... and you're so brilliant."

"Anyway, I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders to make the people of the Federation happy."

Waving a flickering hand at an old man who shows how frightened he is, he turns his gaze to Real, who has been watching me and my old man's interactions on the top of the Buddha forever.

"If I come with this godless compared to my old man..."

"If you don't stop looking at that unfortunate thing right now, you're gonna regret it again tonight, okay?

"Ah, yes. Excuse me."

Seriously, Yabe, I'll be honest with you. I want you to spare me trying the limits. They squeezed so much out of nowhere yesterday, too. It would be fun to do it once or so, but it could be seriously dry for two days in a row.

"I'm going crazy watching you guys... I'm gonna go back and get my equipment, so don't play games on this device"

If it had been real, the old man would have left it at that and just gone with the transfer device.

Yeah, if the guy who thought it was the evil incarnation that destroyed humanity was being a strangely adorable little girl, and he was usually snuggling with humans, he might have no choice but to think so. But this is reality, so I want you to take it.

"Well, I don't know what to do with this pompous trick."

"Nani would do anything for you!

"It's nasty. That's what you really are."

Stop putting your fingers in and out of the wheel made of your index finger and thumb. I wish I were an innocent, pure super beautiful girl if I kept my mouth shut. It's a real shame.

and that's when.

"Whoa!? Oh, my God. Hey, dazzling!

Without any foretaste, the intense light emanated in front of me and Real, and my eyes dazzled when I saw that light properly. I don't have any reaction to the hazard detection, so maybe it's not dangerous, but what the hell is going on?

"Basket, my eyes..."

"That's not Guyna. What's the matter with you?

Real people say things like that when my vision is dazzling and I can't see anything. Guyna? Guyna is the goddess of the earth, Guyna? Why does that come out abruptly boiling!

"Mother, it's a call"

"Huh? Now? As you can see, I'm very busy flirting."

It's about that.

I succeed in capturing in my sight the appearance of a third party whose glaring eyes finally healed and suddenly appeared. Rich flesh wrapped in a thin cloth that is transparent, or actually transparent, brilliant golden hair, and deep, pale, loving eyes. I've seen this look about twice before.

She's the goddess of the earth, Guyna. He is the wife of Vault, the goddess of thunder who presides over the law and judgment, and the goddess who presides over life and abundance. It is just in person. Wouldn't this be so important to the public? I've heard about Melonel, the liquor god, showing up at a liquor store on another continent before. In other words, God's appearance in public is news enough to cross the ocean even in this underdeveloped world of communications.

Yeah, it's definitely important, this. And then there will be an imminent crisis just because it exists there, only in Ghana. What it means is that Guyna drools her power as a goddess of the earth just because she's there, so those who don't have the resistance to mental attacks just see what it looks like, and the babbling energy breaks through the heavens and becomes a mazacon. In other words, it is a walking mazacon manufacturer.

I've already turned my mental tolerance skills into three! I'll be fine. I'm still driven by the urge to jump into those busty tits, but I'm normal because I can stand the temper. Actually safe.

"I don't care who I hang out with. If you're going to interfere... you're going to be ready."

"It doesn't matter who your mother's bedding with, whether she's old or not."

"Age doesn't matter! I'm the girl of eternity!

"So it doesn't matter. Anyway, come on. Tysi, you're with me."

Block real mouths and tighten feathers trying to say something back to Guyna's attitude without saying yes or no.

"Take me with you because it's not revealing. We can't let Clover generate a massive amount of mazacons."

"You can talk fast."

The scenery switched around in an instant as Guyna smiled nicely and waved her arm. It's like a garden with all kinds of flowers. I'm sure this is Guyna's throne. Apparently, the throne refers to something like your domain, your residence, owned by the gods.

But this place is beautiful, but somewhat disorderly, there's nothing like people's hands in it, and I get the impression that it's too lifelike and gorgeous but even rough.

"That's a great place, this place."

"Thank you"

Guyna smiles in a somewhat happy voice at my words, but I didn't compliment her otherwise. I took a nap here or something and woke up. Sometimes the plants seem to cover me. I mean, I'm scared that plants grow from my body.

"Tysi, don't leave me."

"I will."

Real holds my hand while creating a grumpy, or facially stinking atmosphere. I've heard there's no more talk about what you're going to do with me, but there's a chance that you'll change your mind and suddenly say, "Death is good."

He walks out looking at Guyna's ass swinging in front of him as he is drawn to his real little hand. But I wonder where this place is? It feels pretty hot and humid, so it would be pretty much north of Clover. Is it near the equator of this planet?

"Where are you looking?

"Previous"

Realistically elbowed me. Why, lie to me.

The destination we arrived at with such an exchange was a place like an open square. There were already several people there - no, there were many pillars of ancestors.

"Are you here?"

It is the Thunder God Vault that comes with a sharp eye. He's Guyna's husband, and he's the lead in the forces of the gods who were trying to jeopardize and eliminate me. You're characterised by chunky, habitual hairy brown hair and red eyes with burning will. I wonder if the reason his hair is habitual and hairy is because he is the god who conducts thunder. I'm sure it's buoyant with static electricity. Must be.


"Don't feel uncomfortable gaze"

"I think I'm just over-conscious."

whistle away and delude. The other faces...... the faces you know are about the blacksmith gods Vargand and the liquor gods Meronel. Balgand is a muscular half-naked grandfather, and Meronel is an old man like Ebisu for Fukumi.

And then there's the man with the robe in his eyes and the luscious beauty surrounded by thin clothes with clear skin, plus the man in the suit who built the neighborhood under his eyes.

"You've done this before with your robe. That's the first face I've ever seen in a suit."

Maybe the thin cloth woman is Krone, the god of water. And the first face I see, but the man in the suit whose neighborhood is supposed to be terrible would be Hagel, God of Death and Darkness. I've heard from people I've actually met before that I've been suffering from work stress.

You just don't know who Robe's man is. I only remember teasing Giant Swing before.

"Gates, the god who manages magic."

"Krone, the god of water"

"It's Hagel. Maria told you about me, didn't she?

"Just a little."

It was pretty much what I thought. By the way, Maria is the countess of the kingdom of Misclonia, a woman who, like me, has come to this world from another world. She was talking about being related to Hagel, God of Death and Darkness, but I haven't listened to her in that much detail. Honestly, you're the type of woman I don't want to get too close to.

"So why were we called here? We're busy."

Vault glanced at the realities of saying so in a grumpy manner. As for him, maybe he just turned his gaze, but his eyes just seem too strong to stare.

"Mother, I will not let you repeat the mistakes of the old world. I think that was the general thrust of all of us, including your mother?

"Right."

"So why are you silent about reviving technology in the old world?

"Are you talking about that transfer device? There's no divine power involved in that, and the presence on the extension line of the Magic Instrument that's already out all over Erialdo, is there? If you look out for the cost, you can make the same thing for Taishi, and there's nothing wrong with it."

"That's a trick. The use of divine power and the extraction of pseudo-divinity are, after all, one of the points of arrival of such technology. Accelerating technological development on foot is synonymous with increasing the likelihood that that mistake will be repeated again."

Hmm, don't feel like both things make sense.

"Why don't you two just not argue and ask other gods to give their opinions? Look, I think I know a lot about people who do magic there."

"Me. Yeah, well, I don't expect anything to go wrong right away. Where there have been technical shortcuts of this magnitude, too many are still missing to the discovery of divine power and its use"

The magic god Gates declared that in a voice that often goes through the hood with its eyes on. It looks shady, but it still doesn't seem that way either.

"It's just you that's the problem. You know the art of the other world. I've looked into it, but it seems that the existence of magic and alien powers is not on the table, and that it is a world in which material civilization has developed greatly. Of course, you wouldn't have the expertise to do that yourself. However, reproducing what was there using the magic of this world and its associated technologies can cause a breakthrough that leads to the use of divine power. And the likelihood of breakthroughs arising from your understanding of the technology of the old world increases dramatically. Because there's something technically similar. Golem-related technology in particular is uneven. If we go from golem-related technology to magic brain technology, the acceleration of technology development will increase at once."

"I see?"

I feel certain persuasion in Gates' statement, even as I lean my neck. Magic brain technology is probably like artificial intelligence-related technology. Even in the original world there was the idea that artificial intelligence - that is, the development of AI technology - would super accelerate the development of technology itself. Certainly singularity or something.

The point is, I think that when a machine that is extraordinarily faster in thought than a human being and does not know about fatigue starts solving technical problems, including the further evolution of the self, modifications, the content was something like that: the technology develops at a speed that is not comparable to the speed that humans have ever walked.

So this is what Gates wants to say.

"It's a shitty thing that I'm gonna miss this one, so... Oh, he said if we missed analyzing those artifacts and turning them into things over and over again, it could suck one of these days."

"That's what I mean in short. However, when it comes to the device in question this time, as I said earlier, it is unlikely that it will be a problem. That's about all I can tell you."

"I see. Here's what the expert opinion is, what kind of treatment are you thinking?

Turning his gaze on Vault, he opened his mouth with a harsh look.

"Dangerous beings are best wiped out, but every time something like that comes out, it's inefficient for us to get our hands on it"

"I don't agree with that short-circuit approach, but I'm pretty sure it's inefficient."

I erase this guy every time something happens, I kill him, I dispose of him... it seems harsh and thoughtful at first sight. Actually, I guess he's a very short-tempered, troublesome brain muscle bastard.

So you keep it under control.

"... WHAT?

What the hell are you talking about? You want me to manage? Why would you do that?

"There are various limitations to our interference in this world. And I really exaggerate. If we sent out a commission to curb the development of magic technology, you can't imagine what would happen?

"I don't know. But you can only be sure that something will happen that's not even Locke."

There will be a fierce conflict between the temple forces who want to act as a shrine and the merchants who want to make money from the state and the magic equipment technology who do not want to let go of the magic equipment technology that supports the prosperity of the state. If I suck, I could be in a state of civil war, or maybe the temple forces would be the wings of oppression. Conversely, researchers and craftsmen of magic guidance technology may become repressed. Either way, I'm sure it won't be a loco thing.

"But you're still a man. There are no more constraints than ours to interfere in this world, and we can exercise the means to control the situation more meticulously than we do. Therefore, I offer you the role of preventing and managing the spread of dangerous ancient technologies"

Ha, I see. For the gods, who have only about two choices: whether to be a trustee or a visitor in person, it is difficult to solve the many and detailed problems. Compared to that, I cannot move with Kosovo, nor can I move the best and many human beings who are somewhat free, because I am the head of a state organization called the Federation of Brave Demons. He said it was good for solving these problems. I see. Convinced! That's gotta be it.

"No, that reasoning is strange. Why do I have to be your running dog to take such responsibility? Besides, my zone of power is pretty good in Pete Continent, right? I can't manage the whole area. I can't do anything."

It may not be impossible to fly around the world with my mobility, but I refuse to dedicate my future life just to do so.

"Nothing. Let's not push everything on Tysi Han all the time. If you say so, training to become a god, working underneath. Taishi Han can do as much as Taishi Han can. Yes."

"Kid, did you decide to accompany your mother? Then don't stick around. Mind you."

"That's right. Feel free to use and run."

"Gu, no"

I refuse here, Barcobaka! It's easy to say. But seeing the look on Real's face that's still holding my hand... oh hey, you wouldn't be that kind of character. What kind of anxious face is that? Isn't that like saying I'll cry if I say no here, it is. Damn, cowardly.

Grungy...... although since I came to this world, I said I was going to live freely, but with every occurrence, the fence grows.

I came to different worlds and within that day Marl crushed me and ate me deliciously, and as soon as I tried a little harder, I found out with the brave men and turned the assassin over to the kingdom of Calendyl, and if I repelled it, I would now be taken in by the kingdom of Calendyl, failing to raid me and picking up the flam that had been sold as a criminal slave, overcoming the Great Flood as a brave man while worrying about their relationship, and now when I went to greet Marl's parents' house, Tina would set me up with liquor, pioneering the Great Tree Sea because I wanted to moff the beasts a little freely, and if I were to explore, I would be caught in the Arkenian thread and meet Kusuha, and if I finally got married, I would start making clovers, and Deborah and Calenders would be my daughter-in-law, and now I would be saddled with Merkina and Kusuha, and if I were to join the kingdom of Gepers full of these things, and if I were to marry Nella, I was finally married, and if I wanted to fall into a fight with God, I remembered of selling them in the Great Forest, I would be swallowed, and I would cry out of Alvarita... oh so I would tear back...

Is it now time for more fences every time you do something? Besides, I'm sure it's not all bad. It has always been so. I'm sure it will continue to be so. Step by step, as long as we're sure to move forward, I'm sure we are. If you want to walk with me, it's a shame. It's okay, I'm sure we'll figure it out.

"Okay, okay, fine. Why don't I stop thinking about it and make my stomach stop? That story, I'll give you a ride... BUT!

I confront the Vault with my gaze on this one quietly.

"I'll decide what's dangerous and what's not. This is my training until I ascend, and after I ascend, you can assume that I'm gonna be the part of it, right? Then I'll take the decision. If you have an opinion, I'm the only one with a decision to make."

"You want me to entrust everything to you? I'm not kidding."

"It's this way that I'm not kidding. All right? Like I said before, I can't endorse your way!

That's what I said, poking my index finger at Vault from the front.

"There is revulsion in the way people are thinned out like livestock and managed by inhibiting their development. People should stand, walk and cultivate the future on their own. And God should be watching over it, supporting it, and gently lending a hand to people when they're about to go the wrong way. I've never even had a blade. Can a kid learn how to risk a blade? Can a kid who's never even seen a fire understand the danger of a fire? There's no way."

I guess I've never crossed the line without getting hurt, but human beings are hard to learn without looking at painful eyes. I still don't think the Vault is the right thing to do right now.

"Instead of exchanging lives until I came to this world, I've never even had a decent beating. That's the kind of mouth a kid would know."

"From you, I guess what I'm saying is childish idealism. Maybe it is, actually. I didn't experience hell on the verge of world annihilation on my own. But there's something I can't give away. Some of you are crazy enough to support this idea of mine."

Turning to Balgand and Meronel, the two nodded silently. Subject to the glittering melonel, Balgand was the top of the Buddha as much as he wanted, but it must have been something he agreed with, so don't worry.

"Tolerance, what if I say?

"I can't help it. I just do what I want. I also want to avoid flooding weapons and weapons of mass destruction that are too lethal due to rapid technological advances, and I don't think I should spread divine power or pseudo-divine related technology, so stop proliferation as far as I can. If you're savagely complaining of violence, you're reluctant to respond, right?

I often stare at Vault. Anyway, if we're gonna stare at each other, it'd be better for beauties like Guyna and Krone, right? What do you have to stare at with a sad, unusually eye-catching old man? What a punitive game.

"Vault, that's it. I'm not free. Normal business builds up while doing this. I'm sick of being swayed by your crap. I'll get to that kid's side."

"Hagel?"

He raises his voice to blame Guyna for his brother, Hagel, but Hagel shook his head to shake off the words.

"Sister, I'm sick of this. Handling souls that were supposed to periodically complete their tenure is. I honestly blame myself for doing less of that than usual this time. Tasks continue to diminish smoothly. This has really been so long since I've been distracted. Maybe we'll have days to enjoy our leisure time."

Oh, what, that's scary. Is that why you're building a neighborhood under God's nose? Years of distraction, working without leisure time? No matter how many gods, it's a lot of sickness, isn't it?

"I don't care either way, I don't like beating up again. He won't forgive a woman."

"It doesn't matter to a man or woman who's willing to kill and come after his life, think common sense"

No matter how beautiful you are, I'm gonna hit you for real. You know, if they're overwhelmingly weak or something, they might be tempted, but at least that's not who you are.

"I'm sorry to mess with him, too. I don't like being turned around anymore."

Gates was sick of it again and shook his head like that.

"... unwillingly"

Vault, who was directly and indirectly denied any more hostility to me by the three pillars of Hagel, Krone and Gates, grumbles like that in the rare face where he seems to be really unwilling, as the word goes.

"What the hell do you not like about me? On the other hand, I'm starting to get interested."

Sure, I don't agree with you that it's not completely contrary to this guy, but you don't feel blatantly hated so far. I feel more hated in emotional terms than in differences in reason and thinking.

"Vault doesn't like it when I snuggle around in Taishi. Hey?"

"Mother."

"Because this man loves his mother more than my wife, me."

"Guyna"

"You look like a tough guy, but you're the mother-con who messed with him."

"Krone!"

Vault finally screams as she starts getting bogged down by the women. Turning his gaze to the men who would not open their mouths, Meronel and Gates were nibbling, and Balgand was meditating with the feeling that he was not involved, and even Hagel was throwing a cold gaze at Vault as if to see garbage. This is just a reckoning, but I wonder if Hagel is obstructing Ciscon with Hagel.

"God is a complicated, strange human being, and all sorts of things are hard."

"Don't go with Nan and Nana."

"Seya, take a look at the woe. Free stuff."

Balgand doesn't seem interested in anything other than blacksmiths, and Meronel flirts with the beauties every day on his throne. Turning a blind eye to Gates, he seems accustomed to this situation with him, dropping his gaze on a brand new book he took out of somewhere.

I told you I'm not free.

It was Hagel who rose the black aura from all over his body that put the mess of the place away. Yeah, I'm telling you I'm not free, but if we start getting along just like that, I'll be pretty.

"Tysi prevents the spread of dangerous ancient technologies and manages ancient technologies. I leave this to Tysi to decide whether the technology is dangerous and how to manage it. However, we will also make recommendations on how to manage the discovered technology. However, the decision as to whether the recommendation is acceptable is taken by Tysi. With this covenant we shall cease hostilities against Taisi and acknowledge that Taisi will later ascend"

Indulge in Hagel's proclamation. As far as I'm concerned, it seems fine. I gaze at Real, but she nodded, too. I don't even think Real pushes against me over this period.

"Admit it"

"... acknowledge"

"The contract was exchanged here. Everyone here, including me, is a witness to this contract. Those who break their covenant will each respond well, let us not forget."

That is how Hagel concluded, and the urgent meeting of the gods on the diffusion and management of ancient technology ended with this.



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