Chapter 414 – It’s a National Rule for a Silently Dead Villain to Leave a Diary!

The day after marking the territory in Faye’s room over several days.

Fay, still naked, rolls around on the bed. She asked, stopping and grabbing her chest.

“Come to think of it, Fei-senpai.”

“Huh? Why is that, junior?”

Slightly stretched tone than usual. I continued talking, feeling relaxed at the voice of languor and satisfaction coexisting.

“I took a quick look at Lokhan Jarl right before I rode the golem… Somehow her hair turned black? Although he looked a little tired, he didn’t feel sick like the last time I saw him. What happened?”

“Oh, you mean that?”

Having said that, Faye began to snort with her triumphant smile.

“Hehe! When Kang Chul-nim’s blessing descended upon the golem, blessings also descended on me and my father! That’s why!”

“Oh oh…”

Blessings given to objects have different effects for each item, but blessings given to people are largely divided into two types.

One is a protection for templar warriors that increases the efficiency of equipment worn.

Except for a few special cases, it’s always a reliable effect that pays for the meal… The blessing Faye received was probably the other way around.

“A divine protection that improves the quality of all things produced little by little… Right?”

“That’s right! It’s the blessing of the Golden Hand, and it’s sure to be of great help to you juniors!”

The protection of the golden hand is modest in some ways, but it is a very good protection when used in practice.

Even items of the same grade are inevitably slightly different in quality when examined in detail.

For example, if some of the same intermediate potions grant 100 recovery, it feels like some give 97 or 101 recovery.

It’s a subtle difference, but these errors widen as the grade of the item goes up, so quality correction itself is great.

… However, the real effect is revealed in the top items.

Most parent items are made through several intermediate stages. It feels like making a special alloy first and then making things with that alloy.

And the divine protection of the golden hand is a divine protection that goes into correction even in the production of these alloys.

High-level materials are made with intermediate materials with improved quality, and the quality of higher-level materials made with better materials also rises, and the quality of finished products made with higher-level materials also rises.

In other words, the more complex the process, the more the effects of protection can be overlapped. Of course, the bonus received by the final product is enormous.

It must be a perfect blessing for Faye, who has gradually developed the skills to try making semi-final equipment.

“Good for you! As far as I know, isn’t the Golden Hand’s blessing not too few among the Dwarves to have received it?”

“It will. Blessings bestowed on objects are rare, but blessings bestowed upon artisans are even rarer. At least in this generation, I am the only one.”

I guess so. The blessing of the golden hand was a blessing that only players could obtain in H&A.

At the time, I thought it was just a device to make the main character stand out, but now that I know the rough circumstances, it’s different.

It must have been that he lacked divine power simply because he was blessing good weapons.

Perhaps the level of blessings given to the golem this time, the blessings given to Fei, and the steel colliding felt that they were really determined and put their strength into it.

“… Wait. Did Rokan Jarl receive divine protection?”

There’s no way that the strength of the steel that collides with it will be so surplus? Even more, didn’t Rokhan say he would die soon?

“That’s right… The blessing bestowed on my father is a little different. In a way, it can be called a curse…”

“A curse?”

What is the colliding steel for? Could it be because of bullying Fay? It’s not like God pays attention to that much.

Fei waved her hand at me who was just tilting her head in doubt.

“From the point of view of a dwarf, it’s a curse! If you look at it objectively, you’re right.”

“What kind of effect is that?”

“In exchange for not being able to make anything in the future, it is an effect that gives you enormous immunity to poisons and diseases.”

“Ah.”

The ability to resist poison and disease is something that can be easily obtained, and cannot be trained just by acquiring it, so if someone gives it to you, it is right to say thank you and receive it.

However, the cost is that production is prohibited. Usually, it’s enough to live without making anything for the rest of your life. Isn’t it something you can buy with money anyway?

However, for a dwarf, it was a similar punishment to not breathing.

“Why such blessings… ?”

“You didn’t want your father to die. Or my father prayed like that.”

It’s plausible. Rokhan is one of the finest artisans of this era. Even if you can’t make things anymore, the knowledge is still there, so just leaving it behind will be of great help.

Even if he doesn’t get sick anyway, since he’s an old man whose lifespan is short, he won’t suffer for long.

If it was what Rokan wanted, it would be even easier to know. People want to live, but they don’t need a reason.

“Well, either way, it’s fortunate for me. If he died from the effect of the stimulant, it’s a bit embarrassing because it feels like I killed him.”

“No, who thinks so.”

“I? Even if it’s not that, when my father dies, I’ll be the only blood relative, so I’ll have to become the next Jarl… I don’t think so yet. Right now, it’s more important to live with my juniors and make necessary things than Youngji.”

“Certainly it is. It’s a great estate, but if I don’t know it and throw it away, the problem will grow. Even if you do the bare minimum cleanup, considering the size of the estate, it won’t take a day or two.”

Faye nodded roughly as if I was right. It’s an attitude that doesn’t seem to take the fact that Rokhan is alive… I see it in my eyes.

Isn’t that the expression of relief inside? Since Fei’s nature is so kind, is it natural if it’s natural?

For no reason, he gently stroked Faye’s chest for a while. A knock was heard through the tightly closed door.

Smart.

“Miss Faye. Rokhan says he has something to tell you. Could she please give me some time?”

“Lyubina? Her body is better now… What about us? What’s going on?”

“Mrs. Astrid… No, it is said that an object that can infer the details of the inside story was found in the room of the traitor Astrid. It’s a rather sensitive subject, but Lorkhan said you have a right to know. Of course, you can refuse if you don’t want to.”

“Really?! You know why?!”

Faye screamed and lifted her upper body. Her large breasts swayed freely at her inertia.

… To the point where he threw a fist at me who was right next to me.

She shrugged her shoulders with her delicate feelings, not knowing whether to be in pain or in love.

“Well, it’s national rule for a villain who died without saying anything to leave a diary or letter.”

“What are those rules! I’ve never heard of it!”

“There is a reason for this.”

Gaming allowed… Not the same thing. In fact, if you think about it a little, anyone can figure it out.

Cultists are a tribe that must always live in hiding, unless they are in the middle of the camp of evil spirits.

However, being human cannot survive if you live while hiding it. Especially if it is a cultist whose mind is unstable due to the influence of evil spirits.

“But you don’t have anyone to talk to, do you? So, I write a diary or a letter. They want to mutter to themselves or confide in distant comrades.”

“Ah. I think you know what I also talked to myself a lot when I was having a hard time.”

Faye muttering to herself in a semi-basement studio, with her messy bangs hanging down, exuding a gloomy atmosphere?

“… Possible!”

“Huh? What is possible, junior?”

“It means I like Fei-senpai a lot. By the way, I just kept Lyubvina standing. So what are you going to do? Are you curious about Astrid’s circumstances? Or do you not even want to care?”

“Hmm… To be honest, are you curious? Madame Astrid didn’t like me, but she really liked her father. Her disposition is not that angular.”

Although she was consistent with indifference like the others, Fei said that she was an illegitimate child and that there was nothing like that.

“Then it is decided. Everyone get dressed. You should prepare to leave.”

“Your master.”
“Are you finally done?”
“Hmmmm. I sometimes think that this is okay.”

The answer that sounds like you’ve been waiting. By the way, Iona and Helena had been dealing with me until just before that, so she is still fainting.

In the middle of waking up the two sleeping with a worldly carefree expression and somehow even dressing them. A panicked voice was heard from outside.

“To? Why the clothes… ?”

Hmm.

I don’t know exactly how old Lyubbina is, but she looked pretty young, aside from her dwarven short stature.

It’s an age of great interest.

“I’ll prepare it right away, so come in 20 minutes.”

“Yes, yes heb!”

The sound of footsteps receding while answering with a shrill voice.

Okay! Her child is gone! From now on, this place becomes a battlefield!

“Master. Did you see where my socks are?”

“That’s my clothes, Lady Jarnshard. If it doesn’t fit your chest, don’t try to force it on.”

“Ah. I’m sorry. Most of the clothes don’t fit my chest…”

“Quit!”

Well, it’s a battlefield in a slightly different sense, though. There are a lot of people, so sometimes it gets annoying when the clothes are mixed up.

Anyway, after that, I changed my Mechakucha clothes and came out.