11-14 minutes 31.05.2022
C106: Plan (2)
"Owner, what are you talking about?"
Violetta, who had been listening in silence, couldn't resist her curiosity and asked.
Instead of giving a direct answer, Rudger called Hans' name.
"Hans."
"Yes, brother."
"Is it possible to check the structure of the underground storage room that can be watched in real time through this artifact?"
"What's lacking in this drawing?"
"The detailed structure of internal items is not shown in the drawing. Is it possible?"
"It's possible."
Hans pointed his finger to the drawing of the Kunst auction house.
"There's only one way to and from the underground vault of Kunst, but it's only the way for 'people' to go."
Hans pointed to one side of the drawing, there was a small passage connecting the ground and the underground. However, the size was so small that people couldn't go through it.
Seridan, who noticed what the structure was, said.
"It's a vent."
"Right. The cellar has to store valuable items, so it basically has to maintain temperature, humidity, and cleanliness. There's a limit to magic. That's why the air has to circulate periodically, and there are many vents through which it passes."
"But how are you going to get there? Are you going to go in yourself?"
"I'm not going there myself. You think I'm going to rub myself in that narrow hole?"
"You weren't?"
"No, I wasn't. I have a friend to go in for me."
"Friend?"
Seridan looked around. No matter how hard she looked at the members gathered here, there was no one that could go through that narrow hole.
Hans sighed at Seridan's immature appearance.
At that moment there was a small cry in one corner of the room. There was a small mouse there, facing everyone's eyes.
In an instant he crawled up and stood before Hans. As Hans leaned down and reached out his hand, he climbed up and settled on his shoulder.
"This friend will do it."
"……Did you just call the mouse your friend? Hans, I'm sorry. I've been bothering you a lot lately, haven't I?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hans. You must have been under so much stress……"
"Why do you look at me like that?"
Hans frowned at Sheridan and Belaruna attitudes.
"It's not like that, so don't worry about it. You know, my constitution is a little unique."
"It's not good, is it?"
"……Anyway! I borrow the beast's characteristics to increase my strength, but in fact I have a separate way of using my powers and that's communicating with these kids."
"Communication? With animals?"
Hans thought it would be more convenient to show in person instead of talking, so he carefully placed the mouse on his shoulder on the table. Then he lifted his finger and pointed at his mouse.
"Turn around."
Then the mouse spun around.
"Stop."
When he told him to stop, he stopped right away.
"Land."
When his fingers took the shape of a gun and he pretended to shoot, the rat flopped to the side. He was pretending to be dead.
"It's amazing."
Pantos, who had been silent until now, exclaimed softly. The fact that there are humans who can communicate with animals made him feel like seeing a different world.
"Oh, can't Mr. Pantos talk to animals? You're a Suin."
"Being a beast doesn't mean you can communicate with animals. It is something that only tribal shamans who have been trained within the tribe and who can properly handle the spirit of Mother Nature."
Even so, only simple communication was possible. There was no case in his memory where someone gave such detailed instructions and the animal executed them.
In fact, Hans was rather embarrassed when Pantos, the Suin, said so.
"Well, is that so? I just did it."
In fact, the reason Hans was able to gather information that others did not know was because he had the mice rather than doing it alone.
People think that animals have low-intelligence, but they just don't communicate with humans, and in reality they are quite clever. Above all, the senses of animals were often far superior to those of humans.
"Well, anyway, if you send a few more with this friend, you'll be able to check the inside structure in detail. But how are you going to do that?"
"I'm trying to open up the possibility."
Rudger stroked his chin and looked at Seridan.
"Seridan."
"What came into your mind when you saw this artifact broadcasting images in real time?"
"Well, it's definitely an interesting thing? The other crystal balls deliver sound through the wavelength of mana but this shows the surrounding scenery. The person who made this first was pretty clever. But why are you asking?"
"If the conditions are good enough, can you make something similar?"
"What if it's similar?"
"For example, applying the same surrounding scenery to this display."
"Display?"
Realizing that there is no such proper noun in this world yet, Rudger immediately added an additional explanation.
"This is the term used to refer to this thin, wide plate. I thought it would be good if you could make an object that sends a video over here instead of this display, right?"
"Oh, my. Display. That sounds pretty good. Anyway, what Nari is saying is that you asked me if I could make an object that sends a video over here instead of this display, right?"
"Yes."
"It is possible. Because there is actually a thing called a projector. I could make something similar to it but the quality cannot be guaranteed. The lack of time can make it less durable."
"I don't care. I won't use it for a long time anyway."
"But what if I made this? Looking at this shape, I think the crystal ball and the display are filming the artifacts, so I don't have to make a display?"
"You don't have to make it."
"Huh? Why?"
When Sheridan asked with his head tilted, Rudger replied in a tone that it was nothing.
"Because something has already been made."
"Is it already made?……Ah."
Sheridan and other members who were listening quietly noticed what Rudger was saying. Why Rudger wanted to check the details of the interior structure of the storage room and why he wanted to create a projector to transmit images to the display.
"Alex." "Uh, yes leader."
"You should, um, act in the middle."
"Act? Like what?"
"It would be nice to be a child of a noble family from the Southern Kingdom. He doesn't know the world, but has a lot of money and will be going on a spree. You'll also need an outfit. Violetta."
"Yes, sir."
"Can you make Alex a garment for the Southern aristocracy? It has to be a very luxurious design."
"Anything you want is possible."
"Good. Belaruna."
"Yes, yes. What should I do?"
Rudger threw an ampoule filled with red liquid at Belaruna.
Belaruna took it with her hands in a hurry.
"What about this?"
It's a drug made by a black wizard. Analyze it."
"Yes, yes!"
"And just in case……It is harmless to the human body but it'll make the skin very itchy if it comes in contact with it. I think it can be widely distributed."
"A, I think it's possible."
"Then you should mass produce it."
"All right."
Rudger's eyes turned to Arpa. He seemed to be already excited about what orders Rudger would give him.
"Arpa."
"Yes!"
"You stand by for now."
"Eh. Am I not doing anything?"
"Because you don't have to do it right now. Until you have to act, stay still."
"Shit."
"Pantos, you too."
"Got it."
Unlike Arpa, Pantos immediately nodded his head in agreement at Rudger's words.
"One week left. Until then, let's do our best."
* * *
Mmm~.
While eating, Rene stared into the air with an unfocused gaze. Erendir, who was watching the scene from the side, called her.
"Junior Rene?"
"……."
"Junior Rene!"
"What? Yes?"
Looking at Rene, who barely came to her senses in surprise, Erendir, who was eating together with her on a mat, stared at Rene with a worried gaze.
"What's going on these days? Does your body hurt anywhere?"
"Oh, no, it's not like that.…."
"Come to think of it, I heard you were caught up in a terrorist attack while working part-time. Did you get hurt badly then?"
"No, I didn't get hurt. Even then, Mr. Rudger……."
"Mr. Rudger?"
When the name came out, Erendir reacted with wonder. However, Rene, who actually brought up Rudger's name, was once again immersed in her own world. Erendir sighed, grabbed Rene by the shoulder and shook her lightly.
"Yeah. Oh! Sorry. I ended up blanking out again."
"What happened to Mr. Rudger?"
"What?"
"You said something about Mr. Rudger earlier. Don't tell me… did the teacher touch you?"
As Erendir's expression gradually turned cold, Rene shook her hands desperately.
"It's not like that!"
"What is it then?"
"He saved me when I was in danger……."
"Oh, was that so? Then why are you spacing out so much?"
"It's just, I suddenly have a strange memory."
"What do you mean, strange memory?"
"I think I've met Mr. Rudger before……."
Erendir had a solemn expression at Rene's words.
"Didn't you feel that way because he saved you in a time of crisis?"
"Oh, is that so?"
"I saw it in a recent paper. Was it called the swing bridge effect? Is it possible that you have fallen for teacher, junior Rene?"
"What?"
Rene's face flushed.
"It's not like that! Don't make fun of me, senior!"
"I'm glad you said no. If you really did……."
"……What if?"
"I would have stopped you at all costs."
"What?"
Erendir words were completely unexpected to Rene.
"Senior, do you dislike Mr. Rudger?"
"Rather than dislike……it's a bit ambiguous. It is true that the new teacher changed the class conditions at will, so I was annoyed at first, but he has proven his ability."
"But?"
"I can tell. Mr. Rudger Chelici has a dangerous smell!"
"Dangerous…Smell?"
What the hell is that smell?
"How can I put this? Well, junior knows that I'm a princess right?"
"Yes, I do."
"Is that so?"
"Oh, no! I did! Yes!"
Rene answers hurriedly to Erendir, who asks back, narrowing her eyes.
Come to think of it these days, Erendir has shown such an unexpected appearance that she has been undermining her dignity as an imperial princess, and Rene forgot about it.
"Well, anyway, I'm a little sensitive about other people. Should I say I'm sensitive? I have no choice but to meet a lot of people because of my position. That's why my senses have developed in this way. I can roughly know who the dangerous ones are."
"Oh, I see."
"But the biggest problem it's……because of my sister's existence."
"What about your sister?"
Erendir has one older sister, one older brother, one younger sister and one younger brother. Basically, the imperial family is fighting or competing with each other for the right to succeed to the throne but surprisingly, the Exilion Empire didn't have such a thing.
This is because there was an undisputed successor that no one could refute. Surprisingly, it was the First Princess, not the Second Prince.
The second prince was capable and had a strong reputation, but even he couldn't stand a chance against the first princess.
The First Princess was so different to the extent that jokes have been made saying that she's no longer human.
Even Rene, who was ignorant of this part, had vaguely heard of the First Princess, so it was worth guessing how high her status was.
"What's wrong with the first princess?"
"It's purely because of my sister that I'm looking at people and distinguishing whether they're dangerous or not."
"Aren't you family?"
As an orphan Rene couldn't relate to the existence of the older sister Erendir spoke of. However, Erendir's expression showed that she was not very pleased with her sister. No. There was even a subtle fear in her eyes.
"Anyway. I realized one thing when I saw Mr. Rudger."
"You realized…."
"That teacher."
Erendir von Exilion, as the third imperial princess, remembered the moment when Rudger Chelici appeared in the classroom and the dangerous and cool momentum he exuded.
"He's similar to my sister."