Chapter 60 - Thirteenth Episode - Zeshum Ruin (4)

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“Then, Mea will take this out. Red devil child, and staff 1. That’s the end of the line.”

“Okay, I’ll give you sword 11.”

When we returned to the carriage, we were performing a seven-row lineup with the Marren oracle cards.

This oracle note, though, was something I had remade to look like the cards.

Unlike the playing cards, the oracle cards didn’t have any markings, so I added symbols for swords, wands, chalices, and coins.

These marks represent knights, sorcerers, clerics, and merchants in this world, and they often come in sets of four.

The four major powers that are located under the nobility, if you will.

I appropriated this to match the oracle tag.

The reason I made this mark is simply because it was pervasive and easy to understand.

There was no particular meaning to it beyond that.

However, even though I had made it, I couldn’t show it in public without a good deal of effort, because I would be scolded for playing with the oracle tag within the Marren tribe.

I once made a similar one, but my father burned it because of my previous offense.

Shibi didn’t look too good about with oracle cards either.

That’s why I and Gizel were always playing together in the village, but it’s still different when it’s just the four of us and the two of us.

It somehow reminds me of my previous life.

By the way, I would be able to use telekinesis on the oracle tag, but of course, I didn’t do that.

” P-pass…… H-, hey, why is the Holy Grail only completely stopped? Is this kind of thing that happens often? Hey, Abel.”

“…Oh, and. I’ll take a pass too.”

She’s Elia, the one I hired to pilot the carriage.

She’s probably around twenty years old.

She’s cool and quiet, but her conversation entry rate has been subtly increasing in the last two days.

I invited her to play cards, thinking she probably wouldn’t come on board, but after a short pause, she announced his participation.

Maizen became sticky in four passes, and then the Elia steadily filled the chalice line.

Mea was first, I was second, and Elia was third. Elia’s three passes in the middle of the field echoed, leaving me and Mea behind.

“W-wait a minute, Elia. I could have made the chalices, but didn’t you pass?”

When Maizen asked with a tremor in his voice, Elia pouted and looked away.

She had a slightly happy expression on her face.

………Isn’t this girl enjoying himself the most, after all?

I know I’d certainly be happy to see a successful blockade in the seventh lineup.

Honestly, it feels better than taking the top spot if you can get a clean hit.

Playing a harassing extreme swing and throwing away a victory are often hated, so I’d like it if Elia-san who looked like have few friends toa little careful.

“Right! Because…… this time I hold it like this…… look, it’s crazy, It’s absolutely crazy! See, if I’d take this out, I’d be in second place! Abel, is this available according to the rules? Hey, hey!”

………especially when you take on someone who hates to lose like that.

The more Maizen called out, the more Elia hid her face and looked happy.

………Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it.

Let’s add a clown in place of a joker next time and take measures against the blockade.

“One more time, one more time! If that’s the way it works, I have an idea! Abel, cut the oracle bill!”

In case you’re wondering, I’m the only one who can shuffle the oracle cards at the moment.

I don’t think everyone else is that clumsy, but that’s probably because they have no experience shuffling a bunch of cards.

It’s all a matter of getting used to it.

I glance at the entrance to the Zeshum Ruins.

Everyone seemed to have given up, and the number of adventurers had completely dwindled.

Gaston, who used to scream so vigorously, is no longer there either.

The adventurers who stayed on the sides on their carriages, excluding our part, three are in place.

“…… It’s time for us to go home. This is overdoing it anymore.”

“Again! Just one more time is all it takes!”

“No, it’s already been half a day…… Wouldn’t it be better to do it on the way home?”

“That would take Elia out of it! Besides, it’s not even dusk yet, we won’t be able to move much longer anyway, so we’ll just rest today and just go home slowly tomorrow!”

“But that would add a day to your days. That’s how much it will cost you to move…”

“I’ll take care of it!”

How much do you want to win………

“Oh, there’s someone coming out of the ruins.”

Hearing Mea’s words, I turned my attention to the ruins.

A tall old man is about to come out of the ruins.

After that, several number of investigation troops like people rush out to pursue.

“P-, please wait for me, Ebelheid-dono!”

Then the little fat man comes out.

“I’m not talking to you! I was told you are the most knowledgeable about magic in Lomarn, but you keep dragging me down. Don’t make me laugh! This is why I hate the Norcs! Your failure to do so is a blot on the Lord’s name, Wegener! The price of making me waste my time on this is going to be high!”

“Y-y-, you’re saying this Wegener is slowing you down……!?”

A tall, haughty old man - apparently his name is Ebelheid.

His ears are high and his skin is lightly pigmented. And that distinctive, fearless face.

There is no doubt about it, Ebelheid is an elf.

Elves have a long life span.

And yet, if he’s that old looking, he must be over four hundred years old by now.

“I-I, I shall ask you to take that back! Lomarn’s most eminent scholar, for your contempt for this Wegener! Surely this time I haven’t gotten the results I deserve yet! My prepared hypothesis is off! But you only have to look at the technique of those ruins to see that this is an inevitable outcome! You are not an amateur, so that being an advanced technique is…”

“You are not to measure me with the likes of you! A fool like you is of no use to me! Not this time. I should have known better than to put my hopes in the hands of a Norcs intellect. They’re a short-lived tribe that won’t last a hundred years after all. I still advise the lord to start by recruiting men. You’re fired.”

“Wha-! T-tell them! This Wegener has been in the service of his lord longer than you have been in the service of his lord! You just happened to get picked up by accident, what’s the big deal!”

“Ebelheid-sama and Wegener-sama, please calm down, please!”

Apparently, there’s a dispute.

It seems that the person in charge of unsealing the ruins has fallen out of favor, and the old elven man is asking for a temporary suspension of the investigation.

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