40. Theorem (2)
Booaang—
Three trucks stopped in front of a prosperous factory.
Above the factory’s front door, there was a sign that read “Ham Sausage Factory”.
When the car stopped, everyone who was working inside came out.
“welcome!”
“”””welcome!!!””””
Peter and the children at work bowed their heads, and at the end was Oliver, who had just gotten out of the truck.
“Yes, I have been. You can’t do this.”
Oliver’s sullen reaction.
However, apart from that, Peter did not give up.
“Anyway, you are the master… But what about them?”
Peter asked as he looked at the people getting off the truck that followed.
At first, I didn’t know who it was, but I soon realized that it was the remnant of the Anthony and Dominic family.
“Dominique, aren’t you Anthony’s family member?”
“Uh, yes…. The pharmacist said he wanted to join our family. So I brought it. Please tell me where Peter is going to live and the rules here.”
“········.”
Peter couldn’t answer as he watched the surrendered warlocks. Everyone was in a state of dismay.
“Oh, can’t you?”
“Yes? Oh no! no. Of course you can… But, my lord.”
“Yes, Peter.”
“How can I treat you?”
“Daewoo?”
“Yeah, guys who come in this way are usually treated less.”
Oliver saw Anthony and the Dominique family.
They lowered their eyes as soon as they sensed Oliver’s gaze, but it wasn’t an awkward sight or too strange.
A lot of remnants and small and medium-sized warlocks have already fallen to Oliver without much thought.
Oliver’s very existence itself was terrifying, just like Joseph, Dominic, and Anthony were in the past.
“Do we really need to discriminate? Peter works with others to classify them by skill, and treat them accordingly.”
“Ah, I see… all there! Follow me this way.”
Peter summoned the remnant warlocks and took them somewhere with his fellow senior disciples.
They flinched and followed their orders.
“swimming······. That’s great.”
James, who was with me, said as he got off the truck.
“Yes, what?”
“I do not know? What is it? Now I feel like the owner of a real warlock family. You control everything with a single word, right?”
That was true.
After subduing the paladin alone and becoming the owner of Wineham’s only large warlock organization, the respect and loyalty of the family members increased remarkably.
That’s what powerful power is.
However, it wasn’t just for that.
In addition, Oliver gained respect by extending and systematizing education time and sharing the weekly salary, which was the privilege of the former superior pupils, to all pupils.
It wasn’t really my intention, but for the simple reason that giving would not be right, but the results are here.
This was enough to make himself proud, but Oliver’s reaction was terrifying.
“Well, it’s thanks to everyone’s hard work.”
“hahaha·····.”
James laughed. Because I know that it is not mere humility, nor arrogance in the guise of humility.
Oliver was sincere.
So it was strange and scary.
Even though he had established an unprecedentedly powerful organization in Weinham, he was calm as if it was nothing special.
James held out his hand.
“Well, okay. Thank you for your help today, and you did a great job.”
“Yes, Mr. James.”
“You can take the seed off, but I’ll have to put it on… When else can I come to class?”
“When it’s convenient…. No, please come as soon as possible.”
“hurry?”
“Yeah, I’m going to finish it sooner rather than later.”
“?”
unknown sound. James tilted his head.
But I didn’t have to ask.
It wasn’t a day or two that Oliver said this. I just went through with it.
After shaking hands, James drove back to the truck. Up until this point, he didn’t know.
It wasn’t just what Oliver said.
***
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Not much has changed since Anthony and the Dominic family joined.Oliver got up in the morning, cleaned, ate, and went straight to black magic training, just as he had run the family until now.
In order to increase his time, Oliver trained intermediate, lower-level, and temporary disciples while rotating some of the upper-class students.
So, what do you do with the remaining time?
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Normally, I would have stayed in the library and read the book, but unfortunately I didn’t. Instead, the upper-class disciples were gathered separately and intensively educated.Currently, there are 14 senior students in the Joseph family (Oliver has not changed his name) through the reorganization.
Oliver divided them into two mods according to their characteristics and trained them separately.
The first group practiced creating a synthetic emotion that is the raw material for the current pilgaret.
At first glance, it doesn’t look like much, but everyone was having a hard time because of the synthesis process and the great reaction in case of failure.
“Keep …!”
At the same time, a senior disciple failed to synthesize emotions and sat down and made a sound of pain.
“Are you okay?”
“Okay, yes…. it’s okay. master.”
“Then get up and practice again… Black Shield.”
Oliver moved his hands to block the attack from three directions.
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Now Oliver was training the second group, none other than combat training.The second group, with Marie in the lead, has more black magic than the production of pilgarets. In other words, they were more interested in power,
Oliver dealt with them properly in the arena and taught them the senses and skills necessary for battle.
Of course, I also educated my senior students who can synthesize emotions in the middle.
It was a rather frantic scene, but considering the lack of time, it was an inevitable measure. Fortunately, to some extent, there is a command.
“Everyone, don’t give up and stay focused until the end. If you are vigilant when you are almost done, your emotions will immediately rebound. Concentrate until the end, and don’t be vigilant even after you’ve finished… Hat Bullet.”
The bullets of hate that flew in seven directions hit the abdomens of Marie and other senior disciples.
Thanks to the moderately reduced power, no one was pierced through the body.
I just grab my stomach and moan as if I had been kicked very hard.
“Wow, wow!”
A senior disciple could not bear the pain and vomited the contents inside.
For some reason, everyone stopped what they were doing and watched it silently, but all of a sudden, only the sound of breathing and strange silence settled in the training ground.
“·······. What are you all doing?”
someone said
“Joe, a little…. It’s hard.”
“Ah, there is a recovery potion and treatment ointment that the pharmacist gave me. If you are hurt or tired, use whatever you want.”
Healing potions and healing ointments.
Although it is relatively cheap because it is made for supply, the basic items are said to cost tens of thousands of dollars.
Oliver’s attitude as he trains by generously distributing such things is Weinham… No, it was a rare sight not only in Landa’s Warlock, but also in the Magic Tower.
If you think about it common sense, everyone should be happy, but at the same time, the training intensity was so high that everyone got tired of it instead of being happy.
“?·······. Why are you all like this?”
Said the senior disciple whose body was drenched in sweat.
“Joe, how about taking a little break? master?”
“why? Everyone has their limits, so you have to practice now, so your skills improve faster, right?”
Oliver asked in a genuinely incomprehensible voice.
“Everyone is so tired…”
“Is there any medicine over there? ah···.”
Oliver later realized what was going on and shouted.
“Does everyone want to quit? Is it hard?”
Oliver’s pure question. Then everyone shook their heads.
“Oh, no. However, if you overdo it like this, you may get seriously injured…”
“I’m not hurt.”
“Yes?”
“Group 1, you only practice with the amount I specified, right?”
“ah···. Yes that’s right.”
“Then, even if you fail in the middle, you will only get burns on your hands… I’m taking care of Marie’s side as well, so it’s only going to hurt a little. The medicine there is safe enough.”
There was a sense of intimidation even though it was not intended in the polite but resolute tone of voice, and all of them had their heads bowed and were unable to say anything.
Like a child who gets scolded for being lazy.
While such a heavy and uncomfortable silence was pressing down on the space, Oliver spoke at once.
“You can stop if you want to.”
Everyone turned their heads to the unexpected answer. Oliver spoke again.
“I have no intention of forcing anything on you. I just want you to learn, and this is my job, so I’m here to help. If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to.”
““““···········””””
“But I just want to ask. I don’t know for sure, but isn’t everyone here because they want to become warlocks? But, can you do this? Isn’t it always possible to get an education?”
““““···········””””
“Are you really going to stop?”
Then Marie, who had been sitting down sweating profusely, staggered up to her feet, and the other senior disciples applied drugs and ointments and came back.
Peter’s first group, who synthesized emotions, also started to extract emotions again, Oliver said as he watched it.
“ruler····. Shall we start over then?”
“”””Yes! master!!””””
***
after work.
The upper, middle, lower, and temporary disciples ate in the newly prepared dining room.
Unlike other places in the past, the restaurant here is spacious, so it was not enough for everyone to eat together.
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Not only that, the quality and quantity of the meal was abundant, so everyone was able to eat without discrimination.Is it thanks to that? Although the training was difficult, unlike in the past, everyone was full of energy and the atmosphere was not sharp. No, it was rather generous.
“Today’s training was really hard…”
“Did you have a hard time today? Yesterday and the day before yesterday were hard. Maybe tomorrow will be hard too?”
All of the senior disciples who had undergone Oliver’s rigorous training burst into laughter.
It is true that training is difficult, but no one was dissatisfied with it.
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
No one was any more ashamed to have Oliver, younger than him, as his master.Well, it was natural. The standard of living has also risen, and I have been building up my skills beyond comparison with the past.
If it goes like this, it was not a dream to be reborn as a true warlock and become independent.
“·····. Are you all going to be independent?”
A senior disciple asked at once.
“If I train like this for a few years, it’s not a joke, I think I’ll be able to become independent… Are you all going to be independent?”
Everyone was silent.
The word “disciple” meant disciple, and half was no different than the master’s (master) slave.
Therefore, the word independence was a story that was close and unrelated to them.
In fact, most of the owners either did not tolerate it or did not teach it properly, so they tied it to their side.
However, if we go with this momentum, the independence of most of the senior disciples here is not far away.
Someone opened their mouth.
“Well····. It’s not that I haven’t thought about it, but I’ve never seriously thought about it because of the bad environment.”
“Isn’t it now?”
right. not now Even with the exception of skills, he was able to save money whenever he wanted to by receiving a weekly wage every week.
Even if it wasn’t a huge amount to play and eat for the rest of their lives, they were able to raise enough seed money to build their own family based on it.
However, ironically, when the environment was created, the senior disciple… No, the students of all classes, including the senior ones, were losing their will to become independent.
I’ve been through a lot of things lately and realized that I can’t be successful just by learning black magic, and I’m satisfied with my life right now.
Above all, fear and respect for Oliver had been instilled in them all.
There was no answer to say yes, and while everyone was awkwardly silent, someone opened their mouth to change the subject.
“By the way, where is Marie? Did you roll the most today and lay ill?”
“No, I went to get dinner, Master.”