Chapter 191. Everyday life on a day when you don't want to work (5) + Finding a way to use the printing press (1) The soldiers threw a net to catch the pickpocket instead of pulling out a sword.
Pena tilted her head at the sight that could have seemed rather ridiculous.
“Is that a net?”
“It's a tool for catching criminals.”
I explained adequately.
It's kind of embarrassing to cause bloodshed in the middle of the city.
That's why it is the recently developed net that is used.
Even if it looks like that, it is a magic tool developed with great care.
It automatically tracks and covers the opponent, and engraves a gravity magic formula on the pendulum of the net, so it cannot escape easily.
Once captured, even monsters cannot break through easily.
It is truly a magical tool that can subdue incidents peacefully.
Recently, it is preparing to sell to other territories.
Strangely, orders come in frequently.
In any case, there was no way a single pickpocket could escape.
I was proud of myself
I just got a chance to show you this.
however.
“Move!!”
For some reason, the pickpocket swung his arm around, and the net suddenly jumped out.
The net that bounced off the wrong side hit the soldier who threw it back.
Suddenly, it was like being caught in one's own net.
“uh?”
....Perfect.... right?
Maybe the net is broken?
The soldiers stood in a daze as if they were embarrassed, but now they pulled out their swords as if they didn't want to.
It's not desirable to see blood on the side of the road in public, but it's better than missing it.
“Did I miss you now?”
“Hmm… it looks like it’s going to be a little difficult.”
“Then shall I catch it? Can I? Will it work?”
as you please.”
Perhaps because of a trivial resentment that he almost bumped into, Pena seems to have a strange desire.
She is also very narrow-minded.
“But you don’t have to help?”
“If you’re a criminal, you can use spirit magic!”
“…was that the reason?”
Did your body itch because you wanted to use spirit magic?
Seeing how excited I am, I want to feel a little anxious about the future.
‘It doesn't really matter.'
I don't think it's necessary to dry it, so I shrugged my shoulders and said, do whatever you want.
And those who commit crimes have no human rights.
This is my policy.
So it doesn't matter.
After I gave permission, Pena got ready to use spirit magic right away in a strangely excited state.
I added again, having guessed at the way she held out her hand, what she was about to do.
“But don't kill me. Pickpocketing is not a crime worthy of death. I will be judged only strictly according to the law. you know?”
“I know.”
Pena smiled and answered leisurely, calling out Salamander and Noah at the same time.
“Selenol.”
Two low-class spirits that appeared in an instant as the mana of the two attributes gathered.
The order had already been given by Pena as a ritual, so the two lower spirits carried out the order.
First, he held out his two hands with a small roar.
Then the pace of the pickpocket, who was running away, slowed considerably.
“What’?!”
The pickpocket was startled by the fact that he was suddenly covered in mud up to his ankles and tried to withdraw his foot.
Just as it was, the mud gushed up and swallowed up all of his shoulders, and eventually covered his body, leaving only his head.
And Salamander fires flames.
As it was, the soil was lightly baked to make the surface of the soil slightly hard.
“Have you tried something like this? how is it?”
“Not bad against a pickpocket. However, I think a more threatening restraint would be more effective?”
“Then shall we try this?”
As Pena gently beckoned, Salamander's mana rose again.
Then, around the pickpocket, this time, flames enveloped him.
I frowned as I watched the pickpocket suddenly flare up.
“Did you forget I told you not to kill me?”
“are you okay. It only looks nice, but it's actually not hot.”
Since it's a spirit flame, can it emit flames that aren't hot at all?
Certainly, the words that the flames are threatening only on the outside are true.
However, it will be hell for the victim.
As effective as it seems, he is utterly terrified, screaming and unable to resist.
‘It's just a pickpocket...
What kind of situation is that after stealing one thing by mistake?
What type of fire is this?
There were not a few passers-by who watched the overly unrealistic scene and even applauded, knowing what kind of performance it was.
Some even throw coins.
this is not a show
don't toss a coin don't cheer
Don't encore.
When the crowds withdrew, it was after they received a call and additional soldiers arrived.
The soldiers who had actually dispersed the onlookers were also momentarily hesitant about what to do when they saw the pickpocket's face.
Still, their hard work was felt in the way they quickly grasped the situation and calmly took him away.
“This is the solution… isn’t it?”
The princess herself put on a slightly astringent expression, as if she was aware of it.
After committing it, did you finally realize that it was a little harsh?
I just shook my head behind her.
“huh. no.”
This guy is also very playful.
Or maybe it's because I'm more excited than usual.
“I can’t. It's a little early, but let's go back.”
Because if you knew we did it, you'd be nagging me later.
Pena agreed with my opinion, and we leisurely left the place while all eyes were on the pickpocket.
Some time after going out with the princess.
I was receiving a report from Dia.
“It's about what Arell-nim asked you to investigate earlier.”
Dia took out a small bracelet-like thing from her bosom and put it on my desk.
“Is this it?”
“yes.”
if this is what
A pickpocket that I accidentally encountered when I was out with Pena before.
It is something the child had.
As for the phenomenon in which he deflected the magic tools for capture thrown by the soldiers, for some reason, I was struck by that scene.
At first, I thought it was simply a malfunction, but somehow I felt uncomfortable.
So, upon his return, he immediately ordered an investigation into it.
Then, sure enough.
This came out of his belongings.
“result?”
“As Arel-sama guessed, it wasn’t an ordinary bracelet.”
Dia created a small spark from her fingertips.
And it's like on a bracelet, Danny.
the flame is gone
“Did you deflect the magic?”
“Precisely, it seems to break the composition formula. A little magic like this is completely disrupted, and even more than a certain amount of magic doesn't work properly.”
That's how the magic tool bounced off at that time.
I was convinced
“And the aura bounces off too.”
“Even come?”
I wanted to test it out just in case, but it was the answer.
“Does even a pickpocket carry a tool like this these days? Has the world developed that way?”
“I don’t think so.”
Dia also seemed a little confused.
“Where did you get this from? What about the mage tower?”
“Even if you inquire with the Mage Tower, they say that they have never produced a tool like this.”
“None of us. No, before that, is this a magic tool?”
“Actually... From what I can see, the elements that make up this aren't magic.”
As she said, even from my point of view, what is engraved on this is not a normal magic spell.
“It's not magic...
I put my chin on my chin and thought.
A device that does not use magic, but deflects magic tools and magic auras.
“Where did he get this from?”
“Currently under interrogation. But they said they wouldn’t open their mouths.”
“Find out the end. And dig in other ways.”
Dia nodded.
“Yes, I will investigate further.”
Let us examine the matter step by step.
Besides this, there is still work to be done.
Finding ways to use the press (1)
“I’m thinking of starting the press in earnest soon.”
I went to Darman's studio and told him about the business that called him today.
It was to start operating the printing press, which had been tested little by little the other day.
“Yes, I thought Arell-nim would say that sooner or later.”
Damon didn't show any signs of trouble.
He probably guessed from his experiences so far that I would soon come to give orders.
These days, as a trial run, several types of books were printed out with a printing press and distributed throughout the kingdom.
Then, it seemed that some booksellers who noticed the difference in the printing condition and some nobles who had some interest in books sent us inquiries about the technology that printed the books.
After receiving the report, I began to consider whether I should introduce a printing press in earnest.
“Are there any problems with the printing press?”
“Yes, we have prepared enough extras to run them.
There are also plenty of spare parts.”
In other words, the press is ready to go into full operation whenever I give permission.
Then, let's do it with peace of mind.
“By the way, are you going to build a factory in Fahilia too?”
“no. I have no intention of setting it up on our territory this time.”
At my words, Damon put on a puzzled expression.
The paper factory is still operating under the highest level of security protection in our territory.
Technology is literally the core of a country and its territory.
But don't you have it on your own land?
I can't even understand
“Actually, the printing press itself doesn’t make much money this time. There is not even enough land there.”
First of all, our territory is no longer in a position where there is not much land left.
built a city
Additional work is currently ongoing.
In addition, most of the land has already been used, so there is no room for a factory like this.
And that the gains aren't that great.
That's the second reason.
“Are you saying that the money… won’t work?”
“huh. Surprisingly, there is no money.”
It doesn't mean no at all.
But I'm judging that the benefit this will bring is not that great.
Of course, it is limited to money. Other values are high enough.
Therefore, it was considered that it did not matter if the factory was built elsewhere.
Still, I can't just leave it alone, so I'm thinking of putting it in a place where it affects me to some extent.
But Damon didn't seem to understand this time.
After all, he's a technician, not a tradesman.
You won't be able to see it there.
“The printing press is obviously an amazing piece of technology. Even so?”
“huh? Even so. Haha...
isn't it funny?”
I shrugged and smiled lightly.
Why am I so happy when I say no money?
As Darman points out, the printing press itself is certainly superior compared to conventional letterpress.
If I hadn't designed it in the first place, this concept would only emerge as a basic theory decades later.
Still, why doesn't this make money differently from paper machines?
“How many books will I be able to sell if I print so many books conveniently and in high quality?”
“I see. Did you mean that?”
Having said this, Damon opened his mouth wide as if he had guessed something only then.
“...Certainly there's no way it'll really sell.”
“yes?”
The introduction of a printing press will reduce the price of books.
In terms of cultural development, great progress.
How would this look from the point of view of business?
Of course, selling the printing technology will make some money.
Now it's not enough to make me salivate again.
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