Golden Goblin (4)
“Ugh. Do you know me?”
As I mumbled my name, Marshall, Viscount Callas, asked me, with wide eyes.
It was burdensome because of the twinkling eyes, but the stronger the eyes, the stronger the impression.
“Oh, no. It’s not like that. I just know similar names.”
I quickly shook my head and answered. Marshall is a name you’ll hear well enough if you dig a little deeper into World War II.
A soldier who can be said to be the god of logistics, who not only made the impossible supply possible to the 1 million army, but also put ice cream himself.
Without Marshall, who was praised by Winston Churchill as the architect of victory, the US military would not have been able to pull out an insane amount.
The problem was that his reputation was relatively low compared to the other generals because he was too capable even though he was capable.
Even the Marshall Plan that fed West Germany has made many people mistaken for a politician.
“Ah… that’s right. It seems I had vain expectations for a while. hahahaha!”
Marshall was not disappointed by my infidelity, and burst out into laughter. He seems to have a positive mind as much as his impression.
Here, with thick lips and dazzling eyes, an impression that will never be forgotten.
I have a strong feeling that it will be remembered for a long time.
“By the way, may I ask what you two came to me for?”
After saying goodbye to Marshall here, I turned my gaze back to Marquis Mathius and Marquis Gotz.
Originally, they would go to the father-in-law and say, ‘Give me the budget. It’s normal to ask for a ‘ngae’.
Being a soldier, he is far from politics, but that doesn’t mean he is completely distant either. What’s more, if you’re on a budget.
It is surprising that such people want to arrange a meeting with me through Kei.
“There are many things I want to say, but first of all, I would like to apologize for the rudeness my daughter committed to you.”
At that time, Marquis Martius bowed his head and politely apologized. A quick apology that doesn’t need rhetoric.
It is difficult to see a person who is even a marquise bowing his head to say hello.
For some reason, the people around him seemed to be surprised. On the other hand, I was calm.
“You’re talking about the incident involving the young Matius. I heard there were rumors that he joined the military, isn’t it?”
“That’s right. According to imperial law, anyone who insults a soldier must join the military, regardless of status. And nobles are obliged to serve for at least five years.”
In other words, Ira is still hitting hard. They say that instead of returning to school, they should hold back their tears and enlist in the military.
I don’t know why that woman did that sh*t back then, but now it’s a memory I’ve almost forgotten.
I’m not narrow-minded and I quickly forget my memories. Also, Marquis Matius was also very good at his conduct, so there are no complaints.
“That’s right. I hope that by all means, Matius will show respect for soldiers. As you know, starting with my father, my brothers are soldiers.”
“Remember. I was more apologetic because it was a disrespect to Sir Michelle’s son and not to anyone else.”
When I heard Marquis Mathius’ words, I raised one eye. He treats me not as Zeno, but as Sir Michel’s son, his father’s son.
Normally, Zeno’s fame would pay attention, but he doesn’t seem to have much interest in it.
It’s only speculation to the end, but it seems like we can proceed with the conversation a little bit.
“You don’t have to come out as an author. Just taking responsibility can be a role model for you.”
“I’m just grateful for your generosity.”
“I’m just talking about it, but what kind of person was my father?”
A topic that goes on smoothly. I don’t know if it was in the past, but now I know how great my father is.
The reason I dared to say this was because I wanted to skip the topic, and I was curious about what Marquis Mathius thought of his father.
This is not a Zeno conversation, but a family-to-family conversation.
“It was not enough to say that it was wonderful. Without Sir Michelle, the northern region would have turned into a battlefield rather than a conflict zone.”
Marquis Mathius had a thoughtful expression on his face as if he was thinking of the past.
I nodded and took a sip of the wine. He already knows about his father’s fame, but it is the cornerstone he built to keep the conversation going.
“You said Marquis Gotts was in charge of the southern seas, didn’t you?”
While Marquis Mathius was organizing his thoughts, he spoke to Marquis Gotz, who is in charge of the navy. This is to prevent it from becoming a blight.
‘By the way, is it really the Navy?’
He has a tanned skin, so he gives off a pirate-like impression because of his untidy beard.
While I was thinking about it, the Marquis Gotts chuckled and said in a loud voice.
“That’s right. We’re wiping out all those who threaten the Southern Ocean!”
“Is the southern seas as difficult as the northern ones?”
“The sea is always dangerous. Every time you set out, you risk your life.”
The sea that sympathizes with his serious words. The seas of this world are much more dangerous than the seas of Earth.
Right now, the ship seems to be overturned just by the rough winds and bad weather, but there are even marine monsters.
Moreover, most people are reluctant to approach the sea because awareness is awareness. But that doesn’t mean you can’t give up on the sea.
The sea is very important not only for food but also for trade. Literally, it is a job where you risk your life and the return value is huge.
‘I can’t even dream of such a long-distance voyage.’
Right now, I can only do coastal voyages. It would be difficult even if a great man like Columbus appeared.
In terms of overall technology, it belongs to the 17th century, but shipbuilding technology, including navigation, is more than 3 centuries behind.
“I’m not familiar with the sea, so I don’t know, but I know it’s dangerous. Do sailors even know this and ride a boat?”
“Cancer! There is romance only in the sea!”
“Then what do you think about traveling the world using the sea?”
A question that pokes into the ears of the proud Marquis Gotz. This is a question I wanted to ask the sailor personally.
The sea is a terrain created by the devil, and people from this world have been reluctant to even approach it.
However, humans are a race that risk their lives because they are not full of adventure. He was weaker than the surrounding races, so he used anything.
The sea is also part of it. Sailing has been continuous since ancient times, but no one has attempted long-distance voyages.
I once asked because I wanted to know why.
“Around the world by sea? hahaha. Even that Xenon doesn’t seem to know how terrifying the curse of the sea is.”
At my question, the Marquis Gotts burst out laughing as if it was ridiculous.
Then, he raised the corners of his mouth and began to explain the ‘curse of the sea’.
“It’s not that we didn’t try. But even if there is a ship that can withstand rough storms, it means nothing if the crew is down. The curse of the sea is a deadly curse for our sailors.”
“Can you tell me exactly what the curse of the sea is?”
“Literally. If you stay in the sea for a long time, the effect of the curse will be strong, and the sailors will fall. The gums start to bleed, all the teeth fall out, etc. If it gets worse, it will lead to death.”
“········?”
If you only hear the symptoms, it’s just scurvy. I blinked my eyes.
Meanwhile, the Marquis Gotz continued to explain how serious the curse of the sea was.
“Even if there is a priest, it is meaningless. The sea is a hideous den made by demons. If it is on earth, the priest on the sea is incompetent. Because of that, he must return to the port at least once every two months.”
“Are you saying that priests can’t use their powers?”
“It’s because the marine monsters are approaching by the divine power.”
hi. Somehow, it was said that his navigation skills were particularly inferior, and it was because of this.
People here think of the sea as a terrain created by demons 3000 years ago during the Demon War.
Sailors on Earth also suffered from scurvy during the Age of Discovery, and it took a long time for a proper cure to be found.
But this world is different from the mind itself.
Earth is ‘f*ck. 👌👌👌👌👌 If it’s closer to ‘what is it?’, this world is ‘a curse? Write. It is a mindset that is close to ‘it can’t be helped’.
It doesn’t mean you don’t want to solve it. Because it was a curse created by the devil.
Unlike the Earth, the existence of the gods is clear, and it is a damage caused by the priesthood being too strong.
“Is there any way to break the curse?”
“It’s simple. Just get off the ship and rest for a few days, and you’ll get well soon. If the symptoms are severe, you can visit the temple.”
“Well······”
Would you say that you should eat fresh fruits and vegetables? You just need to know what kind of food you eat on the boat.
If you only hear the symptoms, it’s similar to scurvy, but it could have been a real ‘curse’.
In particular, the fact that ‘potatoes’ are being grown is a concern. Potatoes are rich in vitamin C and have been a special medicine for scurvy.
After thinking about this for a while, he alluded to throwing rice cakes.
“Then, is there any problem with food? I’m sure it’ll be fine since there are potatoes, but…”
“You mean feeding a rough sailor something like a potato? Dried meat is the best for strength.”
“·······”
How can a sailor have such a macho personality on Earth and here? Is it because the sea is rough?
My name is a name, so I have to believe it, but the question is where and how I found it.
Potatoes are the cure for the curse of the sea! What would they think if they shouted?
Damn because it’s Xenon, if it was someone else, you’d wonder what kind of crazy bullsh*t it was.
“But, do you know something when you dare to pick a potato?”
It was while I was laughing inwardly. The Marquis Gotts asked me in a subtly tone if he sensed something in my words.
When I heard that, I put on a puzzled expression on my face. Not long ago, after telling a sailor what a potato was, he changed his attitude.
This is also true of other people. Marquis Mathius, who had suddenly escaped from his thoughts, as well as Viscount Callas, were looking at me with interesting eyes.
So is Kay. They are staring at me intently.
Finally, Adelia. As soon as she made eye contact with me, she gasped. She knows I’m a reincarnation, so I guess she’s in an accident again.
I have to answer first. It is a twisted situation in many ways, but if you solve it step by step, there will be no problem.
“Why do you think so?”
“Yeah, Michelle Young-sik is blessed with the gods in one body, so I thought there might be a lot to know.”
“You may have heard of it before, but I am not a prophet.”
Sailors have a strong tendency to believe absolutely in ‘superstition’ or ‘religion’.
Someone once said that there is only one big plank between you and the sea that will devour everything.
Moreover, in this world, the perception of the sea is a ditch, so there is no choice but to believe in religion fanatically.
“Even if you’re not a prophet, don’t you have the knowledge equivalent to that? If you can solve the curse of the sea, I’ll give you a reasonable reward.”
“I don’t really want a reward. Just pack a bunch of potatoes. Throw away the ones that sprouted.”
it’s old Satisfy yourself, because I’ll wipe out the bundle of knowledge. I skimmed the solution before things got more complicated.
It’s a vitamin and Nabal, and if I explained it, I wouldn’t understand it, and I had an intuition what would be said if I delayed it any longer.
‘You must have given me a daughter or something.’
Almost 99% of the time it would. Or I would have offered a reward equivalent to that.
In such a case, I wanted to avoid it as much as possible, so I blocked it in advance. I just want to build a network, but a deeper relationship than that is specification.
Marie could kill her. Not empty words, but really dead.
“Really? Is it true that only one potato can cure the curse of the sea?”
“It may not be a solution, but it can be prevented. If it is difficult to supply potatoes, please bring fresh fruits and vegetables.”
“Don’t worry about that. Viscount Callas?”
The Marquis of Gotz turned to Marshall with a worldly happy smile. His face was full of confidence.
But Marshall is the lieutenant of Marquis Mathius. Marquis Mathius frowned slightly and opened his mouth in a tone of displeasure.
“I’m sorry, Viscount Callas is my lieutenant. Ask your lieutenant. This is easy, isn’t it?”
“Ae. Okay, okay. Anyway, if the curse of the sea is resolved… heh heh.”
He’s obviously a marquise, but why does he keep feeling like a pirate? I don’t know if all sailors are like this.
I looked at Marquis Mathius while the Marquis Gotz in his happy imagination.
Marquis Mathius was making an expression of pity for the ugliness of the Marquis Gotz, not the ugliness of the Marquis.
Then he sighed and opened his mouth in his characteristic cavernous voice.
“Water… No, no. Not all Navy is like that, so I hope you don’t misunderstand. Still, it would be nice if the curse of the sea was resolved.”
“Again, I am not a prophet.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. I’m not concerned about that. I have a few questions for you.”
Marquis Matius, oblivious to the ending, looked around. I had a gut feeling that a serious question would arise here.
Otherwise, there would be no need to look around. Let’s exclude the Marquis of Gotz, who is immersed in imagination by the side.
I drank all the remaining wine. I feel like my face is already getting hot because the alcohol content is higher than I thought.
Still, it wasn’t bland. It feels good enough.
“What would you like to ask?”
“I have a question about Xenon’s biography and the battles that will be portrayed in blood and steel.
“Hmm?”
The question of Marquis Matius, who is curious about the war depicted in it, not the work. I was puzzled because I didn’t know what he meant.
Moreover, he mentions not only Xenon’s biography, but also blood and steel. Blood and steel are still close to politics.
The battle scenes were never shown, but war was predicted.
“I don’t know about Xenon’s biography, but there was no such description of blood and steel?”
“No, but you expect it to happen in the future. No?”
I just shrugged my shoulders when I said confidently. After all, people with even a little bit of deep thought must have expected it.
Marquis Matius nodded at my reaction and continued quietly.
“So I was curious. Sir Hawk is your father, while Michelle Youngsik is a writer. So I wonder if he has any military knowledge.”
“Are you, Marquis Mathius?”
When a question that was not straight forward came to the fore, Kei called him in surprise.
Even the Marquis of Gotsu, who had been immersed in his imagination, widened his eyes. That is such a provocative act.
But I only showed a calm reaction. In fact, that question is quite natural from the standpoint of becoming a soldier.
I’m talking about prophets and regressors, but I’m just a writer. far from expert
It is said that you can see blood in a place that you put in false knowledge for nothing.
“I read the wars described in Xenon’s biography deeply. Each race showed its strengths and harmonized at the same time. The expression of cruelty and grace would be appropriate.”
“I don’t know what to do with my body because you say that.”
“But I want you to know that wars don’t end in one battle.”
Marquis Mathius is also concerned about that. No, maybe you’ve already seen blood.
In fact, the ‘adventurer’ job experienced a similar incident. Adventurers who grew up with their dreams while watching Xenon’s biography either get frustrated with reality or die silently.
Although there was a lot of inflow, bad things happened one after another. There was even an ‘impersonation’ incident a few months ago.
“Unlike Zeno’s biography, real wars don’t end in one-shot battles. Most of the time, goals are achieved after several battles.”
“I know.”
“I hope you can explain that part of the war that will unfold in blood and steel. If you want, I will send someone to pass on military knowledge.”
“Anyone…”
I looked straight at Marshall. He is still looking at me with his eyes wide open.
“Oh, sorry, but not Viscount Callas. This guy has work to do.”
“Okay. I appreciate the words, but you don’t have to.”
I think you can get a rough idea of what Marquis Mathius was worried about. It seems that he was worried that I would put in false knowledge.
However, the fundamentals of war are the same no matter how time passes. It has nothing to do with World War II.
In my heart, I want to throw in the ‘Son-Tzu’s Warfare Method’, but unfortunately, I don’t know what’s in it.
Still, I can say this. I smiled and said to Marquis Mathius.
“Because it’s best not to go to war at all. The circumstances make it so, and I never recommend war.”
“But then why do you describe war in blood and steel?”
“To show you how terrible war is.”
“·······”
At my clear answer, Marquis Martius was stunned, but then smiled lightly.
Hearing my words, the anxiety that had been lingering in my chest seemed to have been resolved all at once.
“Thank you. I’m relieved to hear that.”
Then he thanked me. Seeing that there was a lot of sincerity, he seemed a bit anxious.
“Thank you. I think I know what Marquis Martius is worried about. It won’t happen, so don’t worry.”
“Okay. But how do you know that war is terrible? I’m curious about that.”
“Well······”
This is a bit difficult to say. Then there is nothing you can do
“My father said. It’s best not to go to war.”
I have no choice but to sell my father. However, Marquis Mathius nodded his head and understood that this was the best way.
As he was a national hero and one of the biggest victims at the same time, he had no choice but to nod his head.
I looked at Marshall, who still had his eyes wide open from behind, while the Marquis was meditating.
“Do you have any questions for Viscount Callas?”
“·················Oh, wait a minute.
As soon as he heard my question, Marquis Mathius was greatly perplexed. as if you got it wrong.
Seeing this, I was puzzled for a moment, and Viscount Callas spoke out loud as if he could not miss this opportunity.
“What do you think of the cannon, Michelle Youngsik!”
“Yes?”
“ha······”
When I was startled, Marquis Matius put his hand over his face. In many ways, his heart is clearly exposed.
Either way, Viscount Callas cried out loudly once more.
“I asked what you think of the cannon!”
“Cannon?”
“Yeah! Do you think you can develop a cannon to produce power comparable to magic? That’s not just one shot, it’s multiple shots!”
Hearing that, I didn’t even know.
“·······Bombardment?”
muttered.
“!!!”
Viscount Callas’ eyes twinkled more intensely.
Twinkle of a big eyes ✨👀✨