Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Fortunately, starting from the day I heard what St. Deoni said, my body began to heal quickly.

I was able to move on crutches for now, but the timing was so exquisite that the saintess kept an eye on me like a hawk, and if I felt the least bit strange, it served as an opportunity to put me back on the bed right away.

In the end, after trying to convince him that it wasn’t broken or internally injured, rather, it would be worse for the body to not move too much.

As soon as I was able to move like that, the first thing I went to was Emmet.

The reason was to express gratitude because he had played a very big role in the process of breaking through the defense line and the sit-in of the Demon King’s supporters, but it was because he needed to see the end of the work he had been unwillingly postponing.

“Now I can see my employer’s face properly.”

In fact, like the most skillful wizard among us, he helped me with various things related to him. Ever since I came to the conclusion that magic will recover on its own the day I fell, he focused only on helping the church and never showed up.

“I’ve never stopped visiting the hospital.”
“You didn’t hire me to visit you, did you? If your employer is fine and there’s nothing more I can do for you, you have to work to pay for it.”
“That’s right.”

It wasn’t empty talk or excuses. I had found that he was still advising magical measures to other soldiers outside of his room. I was very satisfied with Emmet’s attitude, a model employee himself, and after a brief moment of gratitude, I went to the main topic.

“Tell me some magic while I can’t even move my body.”
“Magic? With the power you showed me this time, you don’t need magic?”

I can say that even though I saw the faucet was smashed and almost turned off the wide area aggro, I guess it is because he is a mage. The saintess who was by her side immediately opened her ax eye, but Emmet shrugged and dismissed it coolly, saying, ‘It’s enough to control the power.’

It was strong enough for him to say such a thing, but he was able to answer immediately about the runaway divine power because he had been thinking a lot while recalling his memories while lying in bed.

“No. I don’t write that.”

In my mind, I don’t want to write even if there is something to lose.

The moment the human Eldmia passes into the pseudo-demigod Eldmia, a drastic change occurs to the extent that it is safe to say that it becomes a completely different existence.

It is also mainly in the realm of standards for judging spirit or value. I can be sure now that I have reviewed dozens of hundreds of times, even remembering the shape of the stone root that saved the life of the lieutenant at the time.

So I answered firmly, and the eyes of the two people looking at me were clearly divided. The saintess nodded as if she was thrilled, and Emmet’s eyes were young.

“I don’t know in detail, but the clergy seem to conclude that it’s a power that’s close to that of a demigod.”

Emmet’s face was more interested than doubt as he tilted his head as he stroked his neat beard. He made eye contact for a long time, as if trying to find out what was on my mind, and then spoke very slowly.

“God’s blood doesn’t flow from birth. Even if you’re a hero, you’re just a human. You don’t know what it means for such a being to have the potential of a demigod, don’t you?”
“I know from Epaga-nim. The path to ascension is open.”

It was a short and simple answer, but it was enough explanation for Emmet and the saintess. Emmett asked with a surprised expression on his face.

“You know, but keep away from that power? What an opportunity to become a god?”
“Yes. I have no intention of ascending to heaven.”

Because I had seen Epaga-sama and had this experience, I could vaguely understand.

I don’t know what the gods of other worlds are like, but the gods here are not beings who simply gain power and live as they please.

It would be more fitting to attain ascension either by being born with the duty of guiding mortals, or by being prepared to do so. I don’t know if it’s possible to become a god without such things, but it’s highly likely that all of those guys are classified as evil gods.

If that amount of power is not accompanied by duties and responsibilities, it is most natural that it will result in corruption.

“I would have liked it if it was simply strengthening my abilities, but it wasn’t like that. I was able to experience the changes that Ascension gives me in advance, so I became more determined.”

I felt the emotion, but it’s not common. I was aware of my surroundings, but it was different from usual. Obviously, going through ascension and becoming a god would be close to changing the species and thinking differently.

And that too in a very biased form. Maybe that’s why I was as clear as my anger at the time.

And that also means that all the emotions I feel right now change against my will. Other people would give up everything and ascend to heaven because they have their own reasons, circumstances, or noble cause, but I can’t do that because the things I have right now are too precious.

How can I give up when I’m working so damn hard to protect those precious things.

“Even if you’re going to have mighty strength, a life no different from eternal life, and a body that never ages?”

However, as Emmet did not know the inside story, he kept asking annoying questions with a gaze as if he were looking at a really strange and rare animal. His reaction was understandable, but now was the time for me to learn magic, not to satisfy his curiosity.

“Have you ever met a god or a demigod somewhere?”

So I started the engine to put on the gobulgi.

“Uh… no? We haven’t met yet.”
“Not only did I face to face indirectly, but I also experienced it in a similar way. So, please do not ask questions and ask why you think I am, and tell me about magic.”

I met and experienced it, but why do you keep asking me? If that’s the case, that’s it.

Emmet didn’t forget to open his axe eyes and show that he was annoyed, so Emmit looked at me with a dumbfounded face and burst out laughing.

Thanks to that, Emmet and I, who couldn’t understand where the point of bursting bread like that was, ended up getting the eyes of both of us, but the saintess’ laughter didn’t stop for a long time after that.

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Emmet’s magic class, which started with unknown laughter and the satisfied saintess behind, was not smooth from the start.

“My tuition is expensive.”

It was because of his shameless behavior of asking for additional money. I protested, grabbing the back of my neck with sincerity.

“No, you were hired by me?”
“What are you talking about? Of course you were. So you were working, weren’t you? If you weren’t, you were playing.”
“But you ask for additional money again. What kind of miracle calculation is this?”

Last time you saw me, you called me a robber, so maybe you kept it? Even the saintess was looking at Emmet with eyes wondering if there were all these demons.

However, Emmet was not only proud of the world, but rather looked at me and the saintess as if they were pathetic. even tongue-in-cheek.

“That’s a deal that sells labor, isn’t this a deal that sells knowledge. Of course, it’s a separate deal.”
“……what?”

Emmett said, ‘Help Eldmia.’ It meant only the task of solving external problems by mobilizing all the abilities of the wizard Emmit Rell Otnok.

However, magic is his own accumulated knowledge, and sharing it is not work, but revealing his bottom line, so receiving a separate price is a legitimate calculation.

“It makes sense… there is…!”
“I have no interest in getting paid for outrageous claims.”

The saintess looked at me as if she could understand why, but it was an explanation that made sense to me who had experienced modern society.

After all, it is the difference between selling a product and selling original technology. Our first contract was the former, and now I’m asking for the latter, so Emmett’s argument is certainly justified.

It wasn’t even that he didn’t perform the former properly, he was doing better than expected, so it made sense that the tuition fee for magic, the source technology underlying his competence, was set high.

The problem is that I can’t guess its value, and I can’t afford to pay that amount right away.

The money I received from coming here was almost exhausted because I was spending it here and there, so when I thought about how there was no way, Emmett opened his mouth as if he was ridiculous.

“Why can’t you do it? You’re the richest.”
“yes?”
“You know dragons, dragons. If it’s a real thing with that much value, I’m very willing to accept it as a deferred payment.”

Come to think of it, the last time I asked for the dragon’s blood while saying, “I told the saintess the mindset of the leader.”

Hearing it, it wasn’t particularly wrong, and he also made an effort to keep the dragon’s corpse, so he gave me the blood of a flask container the size of his index finger that he suggested.

I didn’t know at the time, but judging from what he’s saying now, he seems to have thought that maintaining the freshness of the corpse was just a job he was hired to do, and that blood was really worth the advice.

“Okay. If you do that, it’s comfortable for me.”

Maybe it’s because I nodded my head so meekly when I remembered that.

“…I’m saying this because I’m not interested in deceiving my employer, but you don’t know the value of your dragon’s carcass and blood, do you?”

At first, he showed a smirk attitude, but after I accepted, he said, ‘Now, what kind of occupations are the main consumers of dragon by-products, so they have high value, and therefore, appropriate knowledge about how the approximate value is converted is inexpensive…’ It was Emmett.

At first, I almost felt my back ache because of the other meaning, but when I thought about it, there was nothing wrong with listening to it, so I decided to learn it, including that.

It was the moment when everyone was satisfied with the deal, except for Lady Deoni, who was wide-eyed and frowned as if she wanted to see all the really strange people next to her.