ReLife Player Chapter 228

Relife Player 228(b)

[Chapter 078]

[Unconventional dog fighting (3)]

Academy students had to choose the sector they were aiming for as future players, starting with Higher Academy.

This division was not limited to fighting jobs to deal with monsters.

All occupations contributing to defeating monsters were included.

For example, a crest, potion maker, blacksmith or maestro.

“So where are you going?”

“I’m going to meet the maestro.”

As soon as afternoon classes were over, Eun-ha was walking around the high school academy with Parang.

The destination was the academy workshop, where the so-called blue collar workers shut themselves up while working.

The studio, located in the most secluded place on the site, created an atmosphere that was far from the academic tradition of the academy.

A building with a lake and surrounded by forests. It was very strange to see several chimneys stacked on top of each other like a factory.

Like the disharmony between nature and mechanical civilization.

I wonder if Hae-soo hyung is in the studio right now.

In the park in front of the building, Eunha passed by students who seemed to be aspiring writers drawing on easels.

As far as he knew, he had never heard of a coat of arms known among the riders nearby.

In the first place, he did not like the sentence master in his previous life.

To the extent that he didn’t engrave any sentences in ‘No One Cry’.

“But Eunha Noh, how do you know the person you’re talking about is in the workshop? That person is a middle school academy student. Isn’t this a building that can be used from high school academy?”

“You don’t have to be a high school academy student to use it. Even a secondary academy student can use it anytime with points.”

Byeok Haesu is 2 years older than Eunha.

Currently a 3rd year middle school academy.

Even so, Eun-ha was confident that Byeok Hae-soo would be using the workshop.

He was a man who devoted his life to pounding a hammer even after losing a hand.

Even in my previous life, even if I skipped classes, I still remember vividly about him, who had never left the workshop.

“So? How are you going to find it among so many workshops?”

“…You just need to find a studio with the worst location.”

“what?”

“Probably in the basement.”

“Noh Eun-ha, are you kidding me right now? You say you’re making a weapon that suits me, but the workshop you’re taking is a bad workshop?”

Blue asked because it was absurd. He was asking with his eyes if he would ask the maestro, whose skills were not much better, to make his own weapon.

It was worth it.

In an academy where ability is prioritized, the word “workshop with the worst position” usually reminds me of a maestro with poor abilities.

“Why are you doing this? Don’t you trust me?” “I don’t trust you. How can I trust you?”

“Did this hyung live only by being deceived…”

“I’ve been in trouble because of someone… Hey, don’t look at me with that kind of look. It’s because I’m living in a slum where I’ve suffered so much!”

The academy could be said to be a microcosm of the once destroyed world.

What matters in this world is not only the qualities that are determined from birth.

Wealth to bloom qualities.

Power to use qualities.

The three forces did not mesh with each other, and no one of them could see the light of day.

In that sense, Byeok Hae-soo was a maestro who saw the light only after his death.

Because they did not receive the patronage that could support their outstanding qualities.

A group of teenagers have no eyes to see.

Not sponsoring the man who forged the sword where the renowned writers kneel down and beg to carve the crest… .

Eunha clicked her tongue.

From the third basement floor, the light was dim. The furnishings placed in the hallway were outdated. There was no need to talk about the inside of the studio with the door open.

“Lower than here!?”

“Stop talking and follow me.”

The galaxy grumbled, but took Parang along with it and went down further.

The 4th basement level corresponds to the lowest level of the workshop. Even there, he moved to the workshop in the most remote place.

‘Well, as Eunha said, if the location is good, you don’t have to overdo it to move the materials. Depending on the location, there are cases where the performance of the device made differs… .’

‘But why are you doing it here?’

‘Because this is the cheapest. I had to save points because I was skipping class and confined to the studio… .’

‘… Take class.’

‘What’s the matter? you say the right thing Tomorrow the sun will rise in the west… .’

‘That won’t improve the performance of my device.’

‘Huh… , if you do that, well. You weren’t worrying about me, you were worrying about the device I’d make!

Hey, man, don’t be petty. Because the concentration of mana distributed in the academy site is the same everywhere. Couldn’t I have considered that?’

Even after losing a hand, he did not give up his dream of becoming a maestro and was not recognized by anyone until his death.

Even after graduating from the high school academy, a man who said that no workshop would accept him and was happy to receive a workshop at the back of the academy even on his knees begging.

People just laughed at the half maestro.

And those who laughed at them turned their palms in disgust after he was reevaluated posthumously as the <Unfortunate Maestro>.

By the time he went there and praised his achievements, he was already dead.

“…Here it is.”

“Is this really here? It looks like it’s used as a storage for supplies?”

“It’s between the supply sheds.”

I expected that if it was Byeokhaesu, it would be in a workshop where no one knew.

From the time he was a secondary academy student until his death, he used this place.

Eun-ha smiled and opened the studio door where the sign for Hae-soo was hanging.

“…Ugh…!”

“If you can’t stand it, resist with mana.”

As soon as I opened the door, the heat hit me.

The flames boiling in the furnace were heating up the space.

Parang, who entered the studio without knowing how to look, reflexively closed his eyes at the sensation that his eyes were getting hot.

On the other hand, Eun-ha, who blocked the heat with mana, casually looked around the unattractive workshop.

clunk

The sound of hammer hitting.

The Maestro, sitting in a chair with no backrest, was hammering the alloy he had just taken out of the mold.

Despite the heat that warmed the space, he only had mana wrapped around his hammer-wielding hand.

“…awesome.”

“Isn’t that a muscle joke?”

“…That person is a year older than me?”

Eun-ha giggled as she spoke to Parang, who had deployed a protective magic with mana.

Parang couldn’t keep his mouth shut as he saw the topless man.

Beads of sweat glistening in the reflection of the raging fire in the furnace.

Beads of sweat dripped down the floor like a river running through the mountains.

──!

Concentrating on making the sword, he struck the hammer without even recognizing the existence of the two.

His face that was absorbed in something made me feel like I would fall in love with anyone who sees it.

“…Oh, aren’t muscles a joke?”

“right?”

The two talked among themselves. Relaxingly weighing his back muscles until he’s done.

☆

“Sorry. It’s my first time having a guest… I have nothing to give you but milk.”

“no.” “Right! No, cool brother!”

“Huh? Cool brother?”

After finishing the work, Byeok Hae-soo suggested a chair from the studio to the two, and sat down on an overturned trash can.

Then he poured milk into a cup he said he made as a hobby.

“Call me by my name comfortably. Seeing me as a cool hyung, it really doesn’t ring.”

Having said that, I like wall seawater.

Eun-ha felt moved by Byeok Hae-soo, whom she met for the first time after returning.

He looked a little younger than he remembered, but he still had a loud laugh.

It doesn’t seem that hard, perhaps because life isn’t poor yet.

When I graduated from high school academy, my face was hairy… , Now there are not many beard marks… .

Eunha carefully looked at him as he held the cup with his left hand.

Byeok Hae-soo, whom Eun-ha first met in his previous life, was already a maestro who could not use his left hand.

In this life he has not yet lost a hand.

I thought it would be okay, but I was relieved to see it in person.

“So you’re going to ask me?”

“Hyung Hae Soo! Please make me a weapon!”

“Well, I don’t mind making it… but why me? I came to such a remote place…”

While Eunha was lost in thought, Parang explained to Byeok Haesu why he had come to the workshop.

Byeok Hae-soo seemed curious about why, among the students aspiring to become a maestro, he asked himself as a secondary academy student.

Then Eun-ha added a lie in a nonchalant tone.

“The wooden sword used in the beginner swordsmanship class, was that made by Hae-soo hyung?”

“Huh? It’s a wooden sword I cut with killing time. How did you know I made it?”

“There were initials engraved with my brother’s name on the wooden sword.”

“…I engraved my name on the wooden sword?”

“HSP. Aren’t those your initials?”

“It suits me, but…”

Haesu tilted his head. She looked bewildered as to whether she had really engraved her name on the wooden sword.

In fact, Eunha lied based on the information she drew from her previous life.

At this point he opened his mouth to change the subject.

“Please make me a weapon for this brother.”

“Yes, good! It’s not difficult. It’s the first request I’ve taken on, so I’ll do it for a cheap price.”

He stood up and took some samples of mana alloy from the workbench.

Eunha lightly waved her hand over the mana alloy.

Then, the mana alloy that reacted to the mana gave off a weak light.

“…Mana transfer is not good.” “…That’s all I can prepare with my money…”

“…well, I guess so.”

Byeok Hae-soo answers with a confused face.

Eun-ha recalled the wall seawater before returning, feeling sorry for herself for not being able to get the proper ingredients from him.

Byeok Hae-soo, who did not receive any support, had no choice but to rely on the materials he had been collecting or to pay for himself.

So he didn’t have a workshop. He lived a life of poverty for the sake of art, and he died at a young age without caring for his health.

“I’ll get you the materials you need.”

“what?” “I’m coming to the rescue.”

I won’t let that happen in this life. After making that resolution, Eun-ha spoke to the depressed Hae-soo.

He took out his student ID from his wallet. He passed it across from him.

“This…?”

“Take that and go to the warehouse. Show the warehouse staff my student ID, and bring plenty of good materials.” “Think carefully. The cost of manufacturing the device is not as cheap as you think. The mana alloy I took out is quite expensive…”

“It’s okay. No matter how expensive it is, there’s nothing you can’t buy with Sirius’ best support.” “…what?”

Eunha smiled.

It was the first time I saw Byeok Hae-soo’s face like that.

What is the face of a person who realizes that the student ID he is holding in his hand is actually a card with no limits?

“Please make it with the best ingredients.” “…Isn’t this a lie?”

“I’m sure you’ll find out if you check with the warehouse clerk anyway.” “…Am I really going?” “We will guard this place.”

As soon as Byeok Hae-soo received his permission, he rushed out of the workshop.

He looked at the workshop until the seawater returned.

Then, not long after, Hae-soo returned with both arms embracing the dazzling ingredients.

“…The warehouse staff treated me very politely. It was the first time I had been treated like this.”

Hae-soo returned his student ID to him with a bewitched face.

After putting down the ingredients that Eunha had told her to prepare on the workbench, her eyes sparkled.

My back muscles were very excited.

Parang exclaimed “Ohhh!” as his chest muscles moved.

“What about the design?”

“There is no design, please make it with a claw.”

“Claws? Shall we make them in the form of gauntlets?”

“Yes. And if you inject mana…”

What the heck is Chloe?

Blue pricked up his wolf ears.

I was interested in it as much as it would become my weapon.

But for the first time in my life, I couldn’t imagine the name at all.

“—Okay, it’s done.” “really!?”

He had no choice but to wait until late at night until the device for him was completed.

Jin Parang, who could not overcome the heat and went outside in the middle, ran to the workbench without waking Eunha who had been sleeping in the corner.

“…Isn’t that a sword?” “It’s claw, claw.”

“Claws? These are claws?”

Blue indicated a device created by seawater over several hours.

Gauntlets covered in red leather.

On the surface, it was a simple armor.

He folded his wolf ears in half in disappointment.

“What is this? It’s not cool at all.”

“This hyung looks like it’s outwardly… and try injecting mana after wearing it.”

Eunha, whose hair was frizzy in her sleep, scolded her.

Parang, who was looking at Claw with a dissatisfied gaze, decided to try it on.

Then, mana was injected.

“…wow!”

Four blades suddenly protruded from the clenched gauntlets.

The eight blades in pairs grew longer as mana was injected.

“It’s a mana alloy with a good mana transfer rate, so the alloy within the gauntlet can freely expand and contract. The quality of the mana alloy is also good, so it won’t break easily.”

Hae-soo was overcome with the reward of making a gauntlet that could freely change its length.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose with his finger and opened his swollen chest.

“But this isn’t a sword. How are you going to get along with Min-Ho Min-ho with this?”

“I never once told my brother to stick with me again.”

“No Eun-ha, you…! Then why the hell did you make this!”

“Because my brother has no talent for swords.”

“…what?”

have no talent

What a cruel thing to hear, Eunha said while yawning without covering her mouth with her hand.

Blue, who had never expected to hear it so directly, stopped.

“It’s too early to just give up. You can never beat Min-ho Mo with a sword.” “…you really…!”

“Listen to me.”

Eun-ha subdued him just by expressing mana, who was about to reveal his molars.

An energy that could not be warmed even by the heat of the furnace strangled his limbs.

“You can’t win with a sword. You can’t win. When did I say I couldn’t win with anything else?”

“…”

His temper softened.

The galaxy that released the aura that threatened the blue wore a gauntlet instead and continued.

“My older brother’s strong point is his excellent physical ability as a subhuman, and his quick mobility.”

“…so?” “In that sense, it’s not a weapon that can take advantage of the sword’s older brother… It’s not a weapon that’s suitable for an older brother who specializes in taijutsu.”

Eunha recalled <Bad Dog>, where she wore a claw and roamed the battlefield before returning.

Jinparang was the wind.

At a speed that no one could catch, he played with his enemies while playing with them.

Sometimes, using the gift’s power, he brought out the claw’s performance perfectly.

If he stood in the forefront, the ranks of the enemies would often collapse as if caught in a storm.

“Your brother is the one who is not bound by the rules.”

“You’re not bound by the frame…?”

“Hyung hates doing what someone tells him to do the most in the world. But, does someone’s systematized swordsmanship fit his temper?”

“…well, that’s right.”

Jinparang came over.

Eun-ha found wolf ears that pricked up as if asking for more.

I decided to give you a little praise for this.

Include a little bit of what you want.

“Live freely as you wish. Ignore the rules set by people and do whatever it takes to win. Apply the way you live your life.”

Wolves are not domesticated.

The wild nature cannot be erased.

A society bound by human contracts could not be forced upon wolves.

So he had to go through a way of life that was not confined to the frame and was only for himself.

That’s why wolves are strong.

“To win…, anything…?”

“Your brother is good at it. Don’t choose any means or methods, just think about winning.”

“…”

Pretty well made.

After confirming the performance of the device, Eunha returned the claw to Parang.

“You only think about winning…”

Did you realize something?

Parang, who was manipulating the blade of the claw, smirked.

The tail, which seemed to have no energy in the meantime, defied gravity.

That should be enough.

Blue cheered up.

Eun-ha, who knew him well, decided to stop caring about him.

From time to time, he decided to check if he handled the claw properly.

Eun-ha tried to use quality materials and pay the excited wall sea water.

However, Byeok Hae-soo refused.

“Okay. It was a good experience.”

“…is it so?”

“Thanks to you, Eunha, I got some pretty good materials. Just in case, please don’t charge me later.”

“Okay. Then I’ll just take it.” “Come back next time. I’ll always make something nice for you guys. And that’s for free!”

“Don’t pretend you didn’t know that you forgot that promise later.”

“I received something, but how can I forget it!”

The wall seawater responded with a loud voice.

Eunha just shrugged her shoulders.

Unaware of his future, he boasted that he would produce free commissions for Galactic.

I don’t even know how much damage it is.

In the future, how amazing devices will be made by my brother’s hands… .

Did you promise me anyway?

To be able to sing <Unfortunate Maestro> as a stage song.

It was a profitable business.

So even more so, he vowed to protect the maestro’s soul, which he would lose one day.