21. Rest? (2)
Oliver opened his eyes mechanically.
I looked at the clock and it was the same time as usual.
The difference was that it was a private room for senior students, so there were no other people around.
It was pleasant and quiet, something everyone in the family dreamed of, but unfortunately Oliver didn’t find much joy in this room.
Of course, it was undeniable that it was warmer and more comfortable to live, but Oliver’s personal experience was enough even without it.
Being a senior disciple is just staying here according to the rules.
Sometimes, I thought that the dormitory where I lived with several people was better.
At least there, as soon as I woke up, I could get a glimpse of various emotions, so I wasn’t bored… No, I will correct it.
Until a few days ago, this regret was evident, but not now.
When I gave strength to my eyes, I could see the emotions of the other room through the wall. albeit faintly.
My eyes grew stronger after returning from a battle with a wizard and resting for a few days.
At first it was just that there was someone over the wall, but after Joseph left, it got stronger.
I wondered if I could read the emotions that existed only faintly, but now I can only briefly read the emotions of people in other rooms across the walls.
Totally unexpected change. But it was so intriguing that Oliver woke up every morning and focused his eyes on the emotions of others.
It’s fun to use this power, but the more you practice, the better your eyes seem to get.
“Well·····.”
As his eyes grew tired, Oliver rubbed his eyes.
That’s all for today.
After relaxing his eyes, Oliver got up, washed himself in the sink installed in one side of the room, and took out the wizard’s diary he kept under the bed.
As a senior disciple, he was excluded from chores such as cleaning, so he had more time in the morning to do this, but Oliver used the remaining time as much as possible to read the wizard’s diary.
I had already read it several times, but I continued to read the diary, remembering the faint but beautiful light I had seen at that time.
I wonder if I can catch any clues.
“················ogue.”
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Oliver shook his head. A voice came through the door.
“Oh, Oliver?”
“Yes?”
“It’s meal time……. I have to go to work right away after dinner, is there something wrong with you?”
Oliver checked his watch. As I said, it was really dinner time.
I didn’t notice the passing of time because I was reading the diary, but I quickly put the diary under the bed and answered.
“sorry. I will be there soon.”
“Oh, yes. Yes. thank you.”
A voice over the door snarled and said.
The main character of the voice was a senior disciple, and he harbored hostility toward Oliver, such as dissatisfaction and jealousy, but he supported Oliver well because he feared more than that.
Oliver got dressed, walked out the door, ate, and immediately sent people to the production of pilgarets for the pharmacist.
He entrusted the lower-ranking pupils to open cigarettes, collect kerosene, and put the finished cigarette smoke into empty cigarettes.
Intermediate students were put into primary distillation and secondary distillation work to make herbal distillates.
Lastly, I entrusted the processing work to completely soak the emotions in the herbal solution to a senior disciple.
Oliver was involved in making the secondary distillate, which was in charge of the intermediate students.
One of the intermediate students I work with said:
“Can we do these chores alone?”
“Oh, I do it because I want to. Although I became a senior disciple, I didn’t fully understand this task… Are you in any way?”
At Oliver’s question, the intermediate student widened his eyes and shook his head and hands.
“No, no, no…! Dare to disturb. just···. It’s just that I feel sorry for Oliver-sama, who was acting as the master’s representative, for doing this.”
Oliver looked at the intermediate student’s feelings.
It was a mixture of fear and discomfort, but to some extent it was true… But suddenly, I had a question.
Oliver saw a junior disciple working on the ground, an intermediate disciple drawing distillate, and a senior disciple casting black magic on the distillate that had been processed at the end of the workshop.
“I will not disturb you any more. then····.”
Oliver continued his work and asked a question.
“excuse me.”
“Yes!?”
I wondered if there was something wrong, so the middle-class disciple answered loudly. Frightened, Oliver asked, gesturing that he was okay.
“Well, can I ask you a question?”
“Yes? Question?”
“Yes, question.”
“Well, if I could give you an answer…”
“How did you get here?”
***
After that, Oliver helped out with various tasks in the production of pilgarets, and secretly asked questions one by one to the people in charge of those tasks.
How did you come to this place? And the same question about how you lived before you came here.
I didn’t even know why. If I had to explain it, I could say it was a feeling.
Hearing other people’s stories, I have a feeling that I will be able to better understand the diary of the Lightning Wizard.
Most of them were wary of Oliver’s sudden question, but Oliver asked again to say only what he was comfortable with without forcing an answer.
Most of them had no choice but to speak to Oliver, who held the title of deputy Joseph Joseph, and their backgrounds were all poor and poor.
In other words, it was normal.
As I listened to the stories of many people and immersed myself in the work, the work was almost finished.
“Well······.”
Oliver looked at the paperwork on the target. And I looked at the completed cigarette pack in front of me.
Most of them were well-drained, but some of them seemed to be in poor condition.
“That and that. And that one and that one are of relatively poor quality, is that ok?”
A senior disciple who served as an assistant answered Oliver’s question.
“Which one are you talking about?”
“That, that, that and that again.”
“Wait.”
The senior disciple answered and took a closer look at the cigarette packet Oliver pointed out.
Everyone didn’t seem to be able to see it as easily as Oliver, but the senior disciple who had completed the confirmation opened his mouth.
“I think it will be fine.”
“really?”
At Oliver’s thoughtless question, the senior disciple swallowed his saliva.
“uh···. Yes, it is unavoidable that some quality drops during the work process. The owner also said that this level was okay.”
When Joseph showed up, Oliver immediately stopped arguing.
If Joseph said it was okay, it wasn’t a matter of further discussion.
Of course, personally, I was a little dissatisfied. What would it be like to sell a product like that that doesn’t properly permeate emotions? It was a little awkward.
It’s such a pity that I didn’t finish the job properly.
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No, furthermore, the product we produced now was a bit dissatisfied.It was a strange thing at first, but after I understood the manufacturing process and manufacturing principle, it started to catch my eye little by little.
With a few changes to the way it’s made, it seems like we could make something much better.
What if, for example, you mix emotions? By mixing emotions with different inclinations, it would be possible to maximize emotions.
If you do that, you will be able to make a very good product even if you use less graded emotions.
In the midst of daydreaming like that, a senior disciple said:
“there····. Oliver?”
“Yes?”
“Can I pack like this?”
“Oh, yes. I think you should do it.”
As soon as the permission was given, the senior disciple ordered to put a pack of cigarettes in the box, and the junior disciple picked up five or six packs of cigarettes and put them one by one in the box.
“If this is enough, we can safely meet the delivery date, right?”
“Yeah, not very early, but I think we can finish it leisurely.”
At that, Oliver nodded with satisfaction. I didn’t take on Joseph’s deputy because I really wanted to, but I wanted to do it without any problems.
There were also issues with his relationship with Joseph and his education in black magic, but it was a promise anyway.
“I think Oliver-sama can rest now.”
“Oh, is that okay?”
“Yeah, as I said before, the representative of the master only needs to do this.”
Oliver nodded and replied.
“Yes, I see. Then, please clean up.”
As Oliver was about to leave, suddenly a senior disciple asked a question.
“Hey, if it’s okay over there, can I ask you something?”
“···. What?”
When Oliver stared at the question, the senior disciple responded with a slightly uncomfortable look.
“All, none other than, I asked other people how they got here today, can I ask why?”
“Well····. Why are you curious about that?”
“Ah, no one asks such a question… so I’m curious.”
His emotions fluctuated like crazy. It was a lie.
Why are you lying? Oliver seemed to know it instinctively. Probably asking to report to Joseph.
He seems to believe everyone, but he is a contradictory being who doesn’t believe.
Oliver replied.
“I was just curious.”
“ah···.”
“I heard once a long time ago how Marie and Peter got here, and the others were just curious and asked how they got there.”
“Ahh···. okay.”
The senior disciple nodded his head as if he understood roughly.
Oliver asked.
“Do you have any more questions?”
“No, no. There is not. Sorry for bothering you.”
“no. Let me know if you need anything.”
After saying that, Oliver went to his private room.
The stories of the Lightning Wizard and the Warlocks had some similarities.
Opportunities acquired by chance in the unfortunate past. Oliver wasn’t particularly impressed, but he could tell that they were similar.
It was questionable. Even though they have a similar past, why didn’t the warlocks emit the same light as the Lightning Wizard when they died?
Recalling the stories of the past he had heard from others, Oliver tried to read the wizard’s diary again.
In the process, I didn’t know if I could find the difference between a wizard and a warlock, and I didn’t know if I could find the cause of the beautiful light in that difference.
Oliver’s inner self grew more and more uplifted.
If I could see that light again…
“- River! Oliver!”
Marie came out of nowhere and called Oliver urgently.
I woke up late and asked what was going on.
she replied
“I think you should see me now.”
“Why?”
“Chemist·····. The pharmacist came.”
***
When Oliver went up to the factory with Marie, he could see the pharmacist who was visiting with his men.
His half-baked gray hair and gilt-rimmed glasses made his presence evident, as he saw Oliver as soon as he saw him and greeted him warmly.
“It’s nice to see you.”
Oliver bowed his head politely.
“hello? pharmacist.”
“Okay, how are you? I think it’s the first time I’ve seen it since I caught a wizard. Are you okay?”
“Yeah…. But for what?”
“It’s not a big deal, and I heard a confirmation as the delivery date was near. Where is Joseph?”
“The owner has been away from work for a while. Now I am taking my place.”
“is it? That’s amazing. Judging by your age and time, you are the youngest.
“I was lucky.”
“Luck is a skill these days.”
Oliver tilted his head. I couldn’t figure out why the pharmacist came here.
Obviously, he said that he had come to see Joseph and the delivery date of the product, but his serpent twisted emotions were telling him that it wasn’t the truth.
Oliver threw the food.
“·····. There is no need to worry as the product is being manufactured smoothly.”
“Well, then, I’m glad. Still, I’m a worried person, so can I show you for a moment?”
At that moment, the pharmacist’s emotions shone coldly. It’s like catching food.
“·····. Yes, I understand.”