How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 480

How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World 480

Unite (3)

There are too many differences between the Earth and this world, one by one, but the biggest part of them is the ‘monster’.

Ferocious beasts are also classified as monsters, but the biggest difference between them is that they do not listen to ‘Hirth’, the goddess of nature.

I don’t know who created it, but he is building an independent domain outside of Hirt’s influence.

Some scholars say that just as demons were born 3,000 years ago, monsters must have appeared through such a process.

It is a hypothesis that raises the credibility of the fact that it is free from Hirt’s influence.

[A good monster is a dead monster.]

The monster’s actions can be said to be the worst enemy ever for mankind, especially humans.

Each race other than humans has its own unique strengths, so it can be easily dealt with other than giant monsters such as dragons, krakens, and behemoths.

However, humans are so weak that even goblins pose a great threat to our daily lives. Even now, villages with little traffic are exposed to the threat of monsters.

Furthermore, beasts can be repulsed with difficulty using swords and spears, while monsters often walk on two legs and use weapons.

In this case, not a simple battle, but a war must be waged, and the moment of defeat in this war, the village is destroyed.

Here, humans built a civilization with tenacious tenacity and unity. He learned various tactics, including mana, so that he could establish a civilization and fight against monsters.

In addition, since various by-products could be obtained from monsters, a profession like an adventurer appeared. However, the threat of monsters to humans is currently ongoing.

In order for ordinary people to catch monsters more easily, they need high-quality ‘weapons’. Even if you can’t use mana, if you have a good weapon, you can even pierce the skin of an ogre.

And there is only one race capable of ‘mass production’ of high-quality weapons, the Dwarves.

“If we stop producing weapons, we will immediately pressure why the Minerva Empire doesn’t procure weapons. So what will our position be? It’s not just the Empire. could be a good customer.”

“Then our people who struggle to make them? Does that mean they don’t even care?”

“You give me money. Money. Our favorite money.”

Bourges V rubbed his index and thumb with a greedy laugh. Everyone knows what that action means.

Ains put on a look of dismay at his audacious words and actions, then closed his eyes tightly. How could his great invention be used to build a bigger ‘factory’?

The bigger problem was that none of the words of Bourges V were wrong. The amount of weapons used by the Empire is unmatched compared to other countries.

Even the orders piled up in front of me right now are enough to make my mouth water. Moreover, the behavior of the barbarians in the north and Stavirk in the east is also unusual.

Crucially, the territory of the Minerva Empire was insanely wide. In order to protect that large territory, the amount of weapons must also increase exponentially.

If the Machina side stops production, the Minerva Empire will be in a rage. In front of that cause, the ‘factories’ will work in tears.

The thing that upsets me the most is the king Bourges V mentioned. Ains quietly opened his mouth as he felt his anger go to the end of his head.

“…Money? Did I just say money?”

“Yeah. Money. With that money, you can drink a cold beer and relax, right?”

“·······”

Ains closes his eyes again. I want to punch my fist in that annoying face right now.

The wage that Bourgeois V just mentioned was significantly lower than that of the Dwarves.

Can you take a break from hammering and bellows for over 12 hours?

Do you have time for a cold beer while sweating profusely in front of that hot furnace?

I hurt my finger by hammering, can I get proper treatment?

What’s even more terrifying is the fact that they take away even a small amount of their wages under nonsensical excuses.

For example, if you are tardy or sleep in the middle, reduce your wage by 10%. Other than that, they pressure the ‘factories’ by reducing wages under nonsensical excuses.

Even women and children cannot escape from the factory. Again, dwarves are a race that naturally likes to make things.

He dreams of making his own work in the future and sets out to become a factory, but what awaits him after that is a terrible purgatory.

‘When the hell did you fall?’

Ains opened his closed eyes and looked at the king in front of him. Bourgeois V, adorned with all kinds of dazzling ornaments.

The lifespan of a Dwarf is about 300 years, slightly longer than that of a human. Bourges V is the son of Bourges IV, who suffered a tribal war.

However, while King Bourges IV allowed each Dwarf to create their own ‘creation’, King Bourgeois V suppressed creation and forced only ‘labor’.

Only a few factory owners were able to achieve enormous wealth, and they did not even care about the hardships the factories suffered.

‘If my invention was born in the hands of factory owners…’

The reason he was able to immerse himself in the magic engine was simple. Because he was a blacksmith, that is, an engineer, not a factory.

Most of the items are made by hand, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t any machines in them.

How to control the temperature of the furnace, how to determine the temperature of the fire, etc. Ains is the engineer who invents such a machine.

Not only is he immersed in technology, but he is also a miner. However, looking back, the miners were not easy either.

Even if the tunnel collapses and there are numerous casualties, it is basic that the tongue is sore and no proper compensation is given.

Even the wages were not cool. I just didn’t realize it at all because I thought it was ‘normal’ for a long time.

‘I don’t know anything about life in factories. They are only blinded by greed.’

In an instant, greed, the dwarven king described in Zeno’s biography, came to mind.

He is a case of turning to the devil for the desire to make the best creations. Such greed devoured itself.

But the king was at least innocent. Above all else, didn’t you create the best ‘creative work’ and leave with satisfaction?

On the other hand, look at the king in front. The dwarves’ creative desires are nothing more than pigs looking for money with nowhere to go.

Not a dwarf, but a demon of greed wearing a dwarf disguise. Can we really call him a dwarf?

‘This isn’t it.’

What if the steam engine falls into their hands in a yard that is still used as a factory for the elderly and young children?

It could lead to a worse situation than it is now. Then the meaning of being born as a Dwarf is completely lost.

But there was a glimmer of hope. Wouldn’t the quality of life in the factories improve if steam engines could replace that horrendous workforce?

“… my king.”

At this, Ains rarely politely opened his mouth. As he opened his mouth, Bourges V’s greedy expression changed slightly.

Ains slowly opened his eyes and looked at the king in front of him. His eyes were burning with passion, but there was one big difference.

The eyes of a ‘person’ who represents the minds of many people, not a ‘technical’ with a rather eccentric side.

“If my magic engine could take over the labor of factories, could you tell me what benefit it would give them?”

“I don’t understand. Say it again.”

“I asked if you would like to use my invention for factories.”

The reason is unknown, but Bourges V raises one eye to the calm Ains. The servant next to him was looking at him as if he was thinking.

However, it is intentional and Nabal, and the most important thing is Ains’ magic organ. Bourgeois V nodded with satisfaction, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he put his hands together and emphasized the ring on each finger. On the other hand, Ains’ hands are wrinkled and thickened by hard labor.

“Of course. If you have your magic engine, the factories will be able to work more comfortably. Instead, the time will increase as the efficiency increases.”

“Why? Why are you increasing the time? If the efficiency increases, can’t we meet the ordering time a little earlier?”

“The amount of goods the Empire wants so much. This is inevitable.”

“······okay.”

ugh-

As if nothing more to say, Ains got up first, even though Bourges V had not commanded him.

At his rudeness, the servant tried to urge him in haste, but Ains was the first to speak, and he was stopped.

“I’ll let you go. Let’s do whatever we want with the magic engine.”

“Thank you. Don’t forget your dedication.”

“Then, hello in the meantime.”

Ains left the room with helpless steps. Bourges V’s giggle could be heard from behind, but he tried to ignore it.

I was able to come out without knowing because I was walking on my short legs. Ains lifted his head and looked ahead.

The royal palace, where the king resides, is built on the hillside. The terrain that is easy to collapse if done wrong, or the transcendental construction ability of the Dwarfs made it possible.

And in front of them, ‘blacksmiths’, which were lit up even though it was night, caught my eye.

‘Machina is famous for its beautiful night view.’

But in the night view, many factories are hammering. It’s still land! earth! Can’t you hear the sound of hammering in the streets?

On the other hand, what about the royal palace? Ains looked back at the screams buried in the light of beauty.

Most of the palace lights are off. With the exception of the guards carrying lamps for guarding halfway through, it’s time for the royal palace to fall asleep.

Some people can’t even sleep properly and hammer, while others are sleeping comfortably.

It is the factories that work all night long, but the factory owners actually receive the money.

Since when did the Dwarves begin to be despised as a race crazy about money rather than being praised as a craftsman?

From the perspective of other dwarves, including factories, it is unfair to say that it is a prejudice that can cause vases to fly. All those prejudices were created by the factory owners.

‘What is money? I’m not, we’re just…’

I just wanted to make a ‘workpiece’ like a magic engine. I just wanted to make something that was funny, even if it was weird.

It’s not enough to take it all away, and it makes factories more painful than before. In my heart, I want to cut off these two hands.

Ains trembled as he felt anger and cold fighting in his chest.

I want to relieve this awkward feeling with a cold beer, but even that doesn’t seem to work.

“Hey! Ains!”

“yes?”

At that moment, a familiar voice penetrated Ains’ ears. He shook his head and walked helplessly, then lifted his head.

When he looked up, he and Handi, a friend and colleague who invented the magic engine, were walking by waving their hands.

“do······”

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Just as he was about to rejoice at the appearance of a friend he had not seen in a long time, Ains noticed something strange about him.

There is something strange about the hand waving warmly. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Handi’s hand.

“Hey, your hand…”

“Huh? Ah. This? All the bones were smashed by the wrong hammer. So I cut it.”

Handi shows his hand as if it’s not a big deal. Two fingers of the ring finger were cut off.

In fact, he smiled and responded cheerfully. Dwarven’s unique sense of humor stands out, but not for Ains.

“Money? How did you get the money?”

“How do you get paid for having your finger cut off? I just went for a rough treatment and hammering.”

“·······”

“By the way, where have you been? Why is your face so dead?”

Is that normal? No, at least he was pressured with money to force him to go to work.

Ains felt the fading passion start to burn again. The passion for creativity was never there.

More than that, the passion of a higher-level concept springs up.

‘Creation’ with a different meaning, saying that the whole country will be overhauled.

“Why don’t you talk?”

“·······Handai.”

“yes?”

“Are you confident that you can follow me even if I make something strange?”

Handi made a puzzled look at Ains’ absurd remarks. However, Ains’ expression was quite serious.

Did he feel something in that expression? Handi rolled his eyes and opened his mouth quietly.

“What are you going to make?”

“It’s okay. Do you know where Geas is?”

“Gias is probably hammering right now?”

“Call me right now.”

If you leave a very small spark originally.

“Because I’m going to create something very big and beautiful.”

It turns into a huge fire.

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