Chapter 37 – 37. Conversion Ratio (1)

The story of the third day since leaving the Dunbringer Mansion, leaving Mediah, and leaving Magia.

We are now in the great forest beyond the outskirts of Magia.

Obviously, it would take more than a week to get there on foot or by carriage. Of course, why did we come all the way to the outskirts in three days?

How could you come! This requires a little explanation.

The explanation bug is out! Even if I could say that, I can’t keep chewing on old Dick’s words that keep fluttering in my ears.

As I was looking for a carriage to take me to Gehenna, Dick spoke to me as I was preparing the carriage.

-Are you going to ride that?

-Then what are you riding on? Anyway, since I left Magia, you probably know that I can’t use the warp magic circle.

Of course, there was nothing I couldn’t use if I used it as a forced breakthrough, and I’m going to use it, so you want to stop me? There’s no way I can’t use it if I threaten it, but I don’t really want to, and since there is a barrier to detect monsters, I can’t take Aris in.

If it were Anna or Lucy, Aris would be in big trouble if she got caught.

Of course, Dick chuckled and said about that.

-As reincarnated people begin to be unleashed, over-technology is starting to take over this world. So, this means that I can also use some of the over-technology.

-Like the ‘ship gun firing’ you showed back then?

Is this a story about when I was passed out?

The older sister spoke to Dick, and Dick nodded his head as well.

Now that I think about it, what was this guy’s past identity?

I was so curious about the past that I wondered how much he would have abandoned his past name and named himself Chutchul. And that overtechnology.

Dick took out things that were forbidden to be used because they should not exist in this world.

I looked at the item Dick had taken out.

It resembles an item made in the past in Deberg to make intercontinental movement easier without horses.

Naturally, its shape was a combination of green and brown, and there was a space behind it for loading luggage, and it had wheels.

It’s big enough to fit at least 10 people in the back.

It’s rough, but it can carry luggage, and it looks like something used in the military. It was clearly more advanced than the one made by Deberg, had a more refined shape and was larger in size.

The back was made to look like it could be comfortably rested with a little more modification, and Dick dragged it out of his space by hand.

…If you pay attention to what you dragged out with your hands, you will lose.

-Greetings, old friend of the Armed Forces. It’s called ‘doudonban’.

-…Is it moving? No, before that, can you use this?

A story I heard from Dick during the journey.

Collapse of the world line.

In other words, he said that the world’s ‘discipline’, which prevents people from bringing over technology that can disrupt the world, has collapsed.

And you shouldn’t mess with it.

If you mess up, you will be punished accordingly.

So the question is whether Dick can use this.

-I told you so. I’m an executioner. Naturally, it is a ‘hunting dog’ that punishes and eats criminals who disturb the world. And…In any case, it was the Elder God who opened the door first and destroyed the border between worlds, not me. First, since I broke the rule, I can use it as a reaction, and people in this world can also use it.

And Dick pointed to what I called the pistol he had on his belt.

Something that only Ashiyado, who took over the father’s body, received.

-…The original name of the gun was ‘M1911’. It is a weapon that should not exist in this world. If you hit the head with a .45ACP bullet, even if it misses, it’s a serious injury. You hit it and almost died.

-.45?

-Just know that it is a caliber of fire. Those bullets will be hard to find…Probably the bullets loaded in them. 7 shots…And 1 shot at you. There are only 6 shots left. If you’re going to use it, you’d better shoot carefully.

-Can I use it?

-Of course.

And to that Dick nodded his head in the affirmative. From the beginning, this guy’s very existence was introduced as someone who protects the rules and regulations between the world.

He seems to have great skepticism about it, but in any case, according to the orders of the Demon Sultan, he went around stomping on excessively rampaging star beings and elder gods.

The condition for being killed like that is when you break the rules.

It’s not like they’re just going around killing people carelessly, they can kill you if you clearly break the rules and don’t correct them even though you’ve been warned.

It is said that this was the reason why Nodens was also a condition to be killed.

-As a bonus, since I brought it with me during my reincarnation and hurt people in that world, from now on I can use the weapons I have to catch and hit them, and the same goes for items that fall into the category of other weapons.

-…Is that so?

-Yeah, so it doesn’t really matter. This world has already started to go to shit, and somehow change will come. The change cannot be reversed, it will just remain changed… And distorted, and this place will fall into chaos.

-Then what should I do?

Dick said to me.

-First of all, how about we find a way to move this? Even though I took this out, there’s no way to move it now.

-? I’m a wizard.

-He’s also a magic engineer, so he’s an expert.

-…Do you have any fuel?

-Is it possible? I don’t even remember when I brought this.

…

-So who should do it?

-Who else but you?

-…

This bastard. Are you throwing this at me?

In this way, after significantly modifying various drive systems, engines, and the fuel to run the engines, I was able to complete the work and go outside Magia until it could move at a much faster speed than a horse, and I was able to pilot it for the first time. Device.

And Dick is controlling it and running at high speed.

And looking at the lively look on Dick’s face as he handled it, instead of the poopy look on his face, I could tell that this guy loved riding around on it.

It was rattling, but perhaps because of the shock absorber, it felt less like a carriage than a carriage.

My sister also came by horse-drawn carriage, and she seems to like it because she said it definitely hurts her butt less than the horse-drawn carriage.

Solias asked Dick where on earth he came up with something like this, but Dick just chuckled and did not answer.

I said I would control it since I restored it, but Dick dismissed it as follows:

-It’s crazy that this thing doesn’t even have a license.

…

Well, that’s right.

Anyway, now that confusion between worlds continues in earnest and reincarnated people begin to appear in the world, the world is starting to turn into a mess.

As always, I tend to start small.

Before leaving Magia, convey all the happenings on each continent within the Uruk Empire, which is spread across the entire continent.

I applied for delivery of the commonly called ‘newspaper’.

It means making it widely available to the people.

Of course, who came up with this?

…Who could it be, our Emperor Geumpikka?

What’s unique is that the government made the business plan and had other private citizens participate in publishing it. Now that I think about it, I think it was fortunate in many ways.

If you make fools of the people by inciting them with information planned and fabricated by the government, you could become a traitor in a moment. Now that I think about it, when he was young, he was completely crazy and didn’t make a fuss. He seems to have realized something from the mess back then, and it is good in many ways to enlighten the people and make them aware of what’s going on in the world. Same.

They inform us about what happened throughout the Elcadia continent, and we train ‘journalists’ to ask about what happened in each country and what major events occurred and report it to the entire country.

As such, those who do not want to reveal their secrets try to kill them or bribe them into dethroning knights, but I hope His Majesty the Emperor of the Uruk Empire sets the conditions.

These reporters consisted only of the eyes of Uruk, the ears of Uruk, and the swords of Uruk.

…

In the first place, when planning a business, the basic idea was to form a press corps by selecting only those who fight well and move secretly in their own way so that reporters do not die while digging for information about various scandalous events in each country. And as a bonus, they provide ample support, so the press corps in Uruk. Is a military group so outstanding that it is called ‘Knights’ in another sense.

Well, you have to be strong to take the information with you without the informant dying.

My father made me read this, and it helped me learn about what was happening across the continent. Since the reporters are asking questions directly, the reporter’s personal opinion may be involved in terms of accuracy, and no matter how fast it moves, what I see in the newspaper may have occurred as early as three days ago, or as long as a month ago.

So, writing down the date at the time of coverage and writing down when it happened and when it was covered is also work.

Although it is a bit disappointing in terms of speed, my father recommended that I watch this more often than magic because at least I can learn about stories of countries that I have no interest in other than my own.

Even during the warrior party’s expedition, when we occasionally talked about this, most people responded with quite amazement. Especially things like factional strife among the elders of their country, wars between families, and scandals among knights in Camelot.

When Elizabeth told the story after hearing it all, she would laugh heartily, while Gawain would hold his brow and be troubled by calling out the person responsible for the scandal.

And now that my father is dead.

I gave him one gold coin a month and had him deliver newspapers every day.

What do commoners do?

…

Simple.

I just look for things that nobles used and then threw away.

Well, once you find out about this, it becomes abolished.

So, there is no big problem because you can just pick up what the nobles threw away.

Even if they are not nobles, bourgeoisie with money will do whatever they want.

Of course, the word bourgeois is not here.

Whoever said it was Dick. Dick.

…Not only has this guy lived for a really long time, but it feels like he’s been living in a completely different world.

No, I’m skipping it this time, but it feels too big.

I didn’t know that you could roll down the window by clicking a button instead of opening and closing the window, but anyway, various sources. Familiars who deliver information. It appeared to be in the shape of a pigeon, flying right next to me and tapping on the window with its beak.

I rolled down the window and took the bundle of flyers that the pigeon had given me. Dick said as he looked at what I had received.

“Is it a newspaper?”

“It’s a newspaper.”

“I think that’s good, but it means informing the people about what’s happening in each country and letting them know what’s going on in their own country. There’s nothing more embarrassing than uncovering something that was hidden and scandalous, and having it exposed to each country. “That’s right. Especially people like here who live and die for honor.”

“As far as I know, there are more trash bastards who know that honor like a dog.”

“…At least that’s what it looks like on the surface.”

Yes, on the surface it seems so.

On the surface. On the surface.

Naturally, as someone who knows better than anyone how shameless they become once they take off their masks, I wish they would take off their masks and come out brazenly.

That way, I too will be able to crack that head with a smile.

After living with nobles for a long time and facing their shamelessness…

It’s a very old idea.