Seoul Station Druid - Chapter 319
Seoul Station Druid chapter 320
real product
When looking down from the sky, the forest bordering Suho City resembled a snowman.
The outer castle forms a huge body, the left head is the beast shelter, the middle head is the inner side, and the right head is the land allocated to the outer clan. The three of them get along so well that they become a three-eyed man.
All of the key facilities in the city were located in Naeseong, the center of the city, and access itself is controlled unless you are an employee of the Guardian Guild.
There were also very basic urban facilities such as a blood stone power plant and water purification facility, as well as production research facilities such as a research institute, an artifact factory, and an artifact warehouse.
Even if they belonged to a guild, there were restrictions on the facilities they could go in and out of depending on their rank.
Anyone can enter and exit the bloodstone warehouse, but it is necessary to record the state of the bloodstone in and out in detail.
Bloodstone, which is used as an important energy source, is also used as cash on its own, so it returns to a system like a bank.
The mercenaries of the guild with a lot of bloodstone income from hunting monsters kept their share of bloodstone as if they were entrusted to a bank.
Everyone had to check the quantity and get approval to release the bloodstone, but there was one exempt.
The elves of the Gaia tribe.
They can take an unlimited number of bloodstones without approval, and staff on standby only check the quantity.
Most of the bloodstones they take are used to expand the influence of the World Tree.
As the influence of the World Tree expands, the creation of dungeons in the area within that range is suppressed.
No dungeons had already been created in the surrounding fields, as well as inside and outside the city.
It is still a bit far-fetched, but as the range gradually increases, even northern Seoul may fall under its influence.
Anyway, the bloodstones used by the elves of the Gaia tribe are all for the public good.
“Hey, are you saying I can take all of this and use it?”
“Oh, of course.”
Ganion could not come to his senses at all.
‘What is this… … .’
Bloodstone only grows on Earth.
The elves of Aruka obtain bloodstone by trading with various cities on Earth with abundant food resources.
But that’s only the case with tribes that have created relatively close gates to Earth.
Instead of direct trade with the Earth, most tribes obtained bloodstone through trade with neighboring tribes where bloodstone was distributed.
bloodstone.
This substance, which Aruka calls mana stone, greatly lowers the overwork and risk of the wizard.
A wizard who directly extracts magical powers and breathes life into the World Tree just needs to lead the magic in the bloodstone to the World Tree.
Due to the lack of Ganion, there is no need to worry about the shortage of bloodstone by signing a deal with the Guardian Guild.
Due to the sufficient supply of bloodstone, the elf mages who suffered from overwork every day became more relaxed.
So, Ganion was able to come in leisurely, leaving his companions behind.
‘Is there a world tree rooted in the earth? I have to go.’
The elves, especially Ganion, a high-ranking wizard, looked at the bloodstone warehouse and felt dizzy at the scent of magical energy emanating from these many bloodstones.
“Gerr.”
How terrifying it was, he foamed up and collapsed.
“Go, Ganion!”
Kakun was somewhat embarrassed by the fainting of his father’s colleague and uncle, the wizard Ganion.
“Hey, hey, there are so many mana stones.”
“Come on, calm down.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay.”
Ganion barely came to his senses and sat down.
“Take a break here.”
With Ganion sitting down, Kakun directly ejected the bloodstone.
“You can give me this much.”
The staff in charge of the entrance gate tilted his head at the pile of bloodstone, which could be about five sacks of rice.
“Is it 10 times more than the one you take every time?”
“Absolutely. He is a veteran wizard.”
Kakun proudly pointed to Ganion, who was sitting helplessly to one side.
The magical power it operates is different from Aliad and Romad, who have just lost their spirits and have just turned to wizards.
Even with this amount of Ganion, it would be possible to extract magical energy at once and supply it to the World Tree.
Kakun burrowed five bags of bloodstone into the ring’s subspace pocket.
“You are going to die now.”
“Huh, that’s right.”
Ganion barely regained consciousness and looked around while walking introspection.
‘The land of our ancestors.’
Why did the ancient elves and dwarves leave this earth and settle in Aruka?
Ganion chose to go to the Gaia tribe out of curiosity about the Earth’s world tree and curiosity about past history.
However, questions or research had to be done after finishing the work.
Didn’t the trust to work hard already fell?
“But where did the forest keepers go?”
“What kind of forest keeper are you talking about?”
“Why, I used to be a knight, but this time as a forest keeper… … .”
“Ah, you are talking about Aliad and Romad. They left the missionary work.”
“propagation?”
“Of course, we worship the gods by cultivating the world tree, but the people of the earth are different. I went to tell them God’s will.”
“Um, I must have gone down a hard road.”
“Yes.”
While we were talking, we arrived at the head office building, which is the entrance to the forest, and soon entered the forest.
“This forest seems to have transferred Aruka as it is.”
“God made it himself.”
“I want to see him soon.”
*At that time, when the forest keepers of the Gaia tribe were faithful to their mission, the two elves were walking in a residential area in Seoul.
“After that, I knew for the first time that the path of propaganda was so difficult.”
“Yes. The people of Earth would be so cold.”
Aliad and Romad worked hard to spread the will of the gods, but the eyes around them were cold.
The God they preach now is a savior, not a creator.
Suho is still struggling somewhere. Is it that hard to give him strength?
As a result, it is a path for the earth.
“Let’s go over there.”
“That’s right.”
The footsteps of the two elves headed towards the villa.
“I will be very busy today.”
“That’s it.”
To visit all those houses.
Aliard rang the doorbell of the first house.
[Who?]
“I’m here to share good things with you.”
[Off.]
“Don’t do that, I… … .”
[Twu.]
At the sound of the interrupted intercom, Aliard laughed hollowly. Now that it was a familiar reaction, I wasn’t too embarrassed.
“Heh, let’s go to the next house.”
“That’s right.”
Two elves rang the doorbell next door.
[Who?]
“I’m here to share good things with you.”
[I’m going to you.]
“I’m with you too.”
Aren’t there only two temples within the guardian guild from Amifa to Bonnimsa?
The two elves looked at their faces full of favor, but the reaction was cold.
[What did you say. Tou-]
“Heh heh heh.”
Romad patted Aliard on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry too much. There will come a day when they too will understand the will of God.”
Explaining the existence of God in a world where God did not exist was a very arduous task.
The two elves worked hard to ring the doorbell today as well.
*Kaang, Kaang!
“Good.”
Push Sissy!
The blacksmith set up next to the lab had a pretty classic look.
The Dwarves did not borrow the power of machines and even hammered themselves, but they were demonstrating the concentration of grinding their souls one at a time.
Cow, cack!
The faces of the dwarves of the blacksmith with a strange rhyme were very bright.
‘We live in the age of myths!’
As a Dwarf craftsman, presenting weapons to the gods is a lifelong goal.
It develops from having a vague will, and here you can truly present yourself to God.
If he chooses the weapon I made… … .
“Jung, how about this?”
“bow? I’ve never seen him use a bow.”
“Hmm, okay?”
The dwarf bow craftsman quickly became pale.
“Oh, I just didn’t see it, there’s no weapon he can’t handle.”
“Oooh! okay?”
The bowsmith returned with his bow again with a lively face.
“After all, the tension is not strong enough for God to use it. I need to improve more.”
Looking at him returning, Jung smiled.
The faces of all the Dwarves are full of vitality.
Those who had vaguely made weapons for God in the meantime, took the opportunity to present themselves to God.
Who wouldn’t be excited?
A lifelong dream could come true.
The weapon he created is chosen by the gods and writes a myth.
how glorious
It is unlikely that one line of his name will be added to the mythical world.
This is why most of the Dwarves who followed Jung’s persuasion were not warriors, but blacksmiths and craftsmen with their own secrets.
“Damn it. This is a failure.”
A dwarf got nervous and threw his sword on the floor.
Even though it was a finished sword with all the handles, he set the blade and was ultimately rejected.
Not anyone’s evaluation, but an evaluation made by the craftsman who made the sword himself.
“Twitch, throw it over there.”
“Huh, damn it.”
The dwarf swordsman Mum is one of Jung’s many brothers. Due to his fiery and hasty personality, a swordsman famous for making a lot of defective items among craftsmen.
Seeing the person pulling the cart full of failed works, Mium made a humble expression.
“I’m sorry for this, my friends on Earth.”
“Haha, no. There is a lot of iron on Earth, so feel free to use it.”
“When you say that, my heart feels lighter. This time, I will make a sword that suits the gods, so look forward to it!”
“Hahaha, you can take it easy.”
The words of the support department staff assigned to the blacksmith are not empty words.
‘Wow, how much will it come out if you feel that?’
At a glance, the sword in the cart did not appear to have been a failure.
It is a Dwarven weapon known for its durability.
Artifacts with magical effects added to it.
At least one figure was missing from the full option.
Although it is not a premium product, it is a luxury weapon that deserves to be treated as a special product.
‘The level of failure eats the auction house.’
Dwarf craftsmen from various fields have now joined the forge at once.
They do not dispose of underperforming products that are not satisfied with themselves and have been labeled a failure.
Just go to the guardian guild weapon warehouse and increase the power of the mercenaries.
“done!”
At that time, the staff turned their heads to the cheers of the dwarves and tilted their heads.
“uh?”
I thought he had made something great, but his hands were empty.
“Oh, Brall! Congratulations.”
“Hey, I wanted to take the first honorary turn. I envy you!”
“Uh-huh!”
Brall, an ax master who raised his hands and smiled triumphantly, was supremely bright.
Things made by grinding souls were presented to God.
*Suho’s expression as he looked down at the corroded royal sword was absurd.
“It melts.”
This is a famous sword struck by the best craftsman on the planet Gucheon.
The famous sword that even went down in history has melted away.
“It’s disgusting. testimony.”
The poison of the toad lord, who was worshiped as a god and died of his own poison, was truly terrible.
The Toad Lord, who died and was reborn in the new realm, was just a deteriorated version of this guy.
Suho put the shattered sword in his inventory and searched for a replacement weapon.
<Spear of the Beginning>
A window made before the age of civilization.
It is a crude wooden spear that Suho made.
Items farmed in the Lizardman Dungeon along with the Primal Bow and the Primal Axe.
‘Before civilization.’
Now that I think about it, I can understand why such a phrase was attached.
The new world where Suho stayed is the world before earth civilization.
There was also the beginning of mankind… … .
“I can’t use these.”
It was symbolic, but it wasn’t usable.
The weapons and weapons captured on the planet Gucheon were left behind in the storage of the Guardian Guild, so there were no useless weapons.
At that time, one of the inventory caught Suho’s attention.
<True product>
“Well?”
I wondered if a new window would appear, and in it, dozens of weapons were sparkling as if wishing for a choice.
Suho chose a large ax among them.