Newbie Life of a Former Ranker

[An error occurred while working on a new magic record.]

[Wrong information was entered.]

[Do you want to start analyzing and correcting the entered information?]

Dojin blinked at the message that appeared in front of him.

What is this now? What is it? The book of truth cheats again.

Do-jin, who quickly shook his head, quickly accepted the job.

Then, the black smoke that had almost disappeared was sucked into the magic circuit, and the tingling pain continued for a while.

[Discovered and corrected a logical error in the recording magic 「Generate Demons」.]

[Record magic based on newly established theory.]

[A new magic 「Generate evil spirits」 has been recorded.]

After checking the message, Do-jin clenched his fists.

‘This is a game of luck!’

Not just wizards, but any class has a chance to acquire valuable skills.

Usually, in such cases, 99 times out of 100, the goddess of luck turns away and most of them suffer from failure.

Just now, Dojin was also such an ordinary human being.

However, the realm of luck loses power in front of greater luck.

slot machine? There is no business in front of probability manipulation.

Forcibly resurrecting even a Yame skill book that died due to the cause of failure and extracting skills!

Dojin cheered for the fraudulent nature of the Book of Truth. Of course, he quietly wrote the skill book in the corner without Sisala’s knowledge, so he kept his mouth shut and liked it alone.

If you like it too much, the precious thing alone will be too obvious.

Anyway, Do-jin, who ate skills by manipulating each other’s probability of truth, which is like a supercomputer in the magic world, finished the search with a very satisfied face.

Then I looked back and saw Sisala struggling under the cramped lab table.

Do-jin said to her.

“Sissala, you take the things here.”

Sisala stopped moving.

Sisala, who whimpered and ran in the opposite direction, asked as if covered in dust.

“Ji, what now… … ?”

“Take everything here. They are useless to me anyway.”

From Do-jin’s point of view, it was a concession made after taking care of everything that was useful to him.

However, from Sisala’s point of view, it was unconventional, so it seemed like a friendly favor close to Hogu.

she asked, mouth wide open.

“Eh, even those things alone would cost an enormous amount?”

His hand was trembling as he pointed to a significant amount of manastones, various reagents, and equipment used for production and experimentation.

“And these here! These materials are of great value.”

know. If you take it and sell it, you’ll be able to earn a lot of gold anyway.

However, Do-jin decided that it would be better to give it to Sisala rather than taking a few coins right away.

It would accelerate her growth as a producer, and by investing in advance, it would be like buying a human stake in Sisala Omen.

Still, the raw color should be paid in moderation. Because you don’t know the value, you might think that it’s just handed over.

“I know. It’s data that was experimented with using people as ingredients, so apart from disgust, there’s a rarity.”

“But you’re giving me all of this? Aren’t you sharing?”

“I thought about the magic stone bomb I gave you earlier, but it seems that Sisala has a talent for making it. These are items related to crafting, so check them out. Whether making is Sisala’s aptitude or not.”

“Ah, anyway, that’s too much. The facilities and materials are the same, but the materials must be very rare.”

“Still, just take it. You can pay it back later when things go well.”

Suggesting the path to walk and directly or indirectly supporting materials, equipment, and money for research and growth will significantly advance the time when Sisala Omen sees the light of day.

Pushing useful chess pieces to grow quickly was also one way to make the game easier.

* * *

Two days after returning to Jeron.

Dojin was saying goodbye to Sisala on the outskirts of Jeron.

“Thank you so much for these days.”

At Dojin’s words, Sisala shook her head.

“What do you mean. It was nothing compared to what I received.”

Dojin smiled without speaking.

Sisala, who became friendly while attacking the dungeon together, showed various expressions unlike the first time.

Hagiya Currently, Dojin’s favorability rating for Shisala Omen is 57.

Considering that the upper limit of NPC affinity is 70 unless there is a special opportunity, 57 could be said to be quite close.

“I must go now. If I drag it out longer, I might end up sleeping on the street.”

So it will be.

What Sisala regrets about the breakup that is right in front of her nose.

With a sad smile on her lips, Sisala spoke.

“There are a lot of things I want to say, but it’s a little hard to say that they are all things that cause chicken skin. I think I’ll be embarrassed the next time I see it. Still, I really want to say this. Thank you. Thanks to that, I think I can go further as a mage. I will train hard with the things Dojin gave me, and next time I see you, I will show you a higher level.”

“I have nothing to thank. I’ll get it all later.”

“Yes Yes. You must be. Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back with interest.”

“I’m not kidding.”

“I’m not kidding, am I?”

Do-jin and Sisala exchanged a little bit of a long handshake while sharing a serious joke that resembled a joke.

“then.”

“I wish you good luck on your journey.”

So, Do-jin left the magic city.

* * *

After clearing the dungeon, I stayed in Jeron for two more days and learned some more magic.

paper weave.

When he used one of them, [Discharge], blue sparks rose in his hand.

I was bored while walking, so I was trying out the newly learned magic one by one.

However, the magic I wanted to use the most, [Evil Spirit Creation], was a 4-star magic, so I couldn’t use it yet.

“Um, are you all here already?”

It was a few hours of walking distance.

I arrived at the gateway before I knew it, probably because I was distracted by magic.

The gateway mentioned here is not the gateway you stopped by when crossing the dimension, but the checkpoint installed between regions.

While I was coming, I didn’t see anyone in particular, but the line made by people waiting for inspection was quite long, probably because it was a place where many roads converged.

Joining the procession, which seemed to have stopped and showed no signs of diminishing, Dojin saw a large iron gate in the distance.

‘If it was like before, I would have passed over there.’

It was a special passage for aristocrats, rich people, or influential figures equivalent to them.

In his previous life as a renowned adventurer, he was able to pass through that place, but now he is a 10th-level adventurer who has to quietly stand in line and pass through a checkpoint.

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Merchants carrying bundles on their backs, farmers trying to soothe grumbling horses in shabby wagons, and mercenaries with rough faces.

As I was watching the line of people without power and influence, a harsh cry erupted from the front.

“Why are you trying to cross the gateway at this time? As you can see, it is a ploy to smuggle something by hiding something behind the wagon!”

Dojin pulled his head out and looked ahead.

A soldier with a stern expression is threatening a middle-aged man and his daughter.

“Oh my gosh! Smuggling! Never, never!”

“Hey, Rogen. Search the carriage bed. Something must come out.”

“Yes, Sergeant.”

The soldier whose name was called smiled and approached the luggage compartment.

There was a clumsy hinge, but after hitting it a few times with a heavy pommel that could break a person’s head, it fell off powerlessly.

“Let’s see what you’ve been hiding!”

The wide open carriage bed was loaded with sacks of grain.

“It’s too much for a guy who says he’s going back to town, right? After all, there must be something hidden in this to pass through.”

A soldier named Rogen, who saw that, raised his sword with a familiar hand and stabbed the grain sack.

It was only natural that the grains of wheat would spill through the poorly cut sacks.

“Oops! Better, really not! That’s just the wheat the villagers asked for. We’re saving money to buy it so we can all eat together!”

“You said something funny and fell asleep. Rogen, what are you doing? He must have hidden something other than wheat in the sack. Cut them all and search them!”

pug.

The sound of the sergeant shoving the farmer was almost purposeful and slapping.

The daughter wrapped her arms around her screaming father who was rolling around in a bad way and let out a sound mixed with crying.

“Really! They just bought a lot to buy food not only for us but for the entire village. Trust me!”

“huh. whole town? Why are there only about 10 people living in your village? What to do with the whole village with just that amount? Even more suspicious.”

Say you bought a lot. Say less this time.

No matter who sees it, it was a fault to catch the fault.

“Bastards.”

There was nothing he could do, so he heard a thick curse that didn’t go well with his youthful voice from behind Dojin, who was suppressing his irritation.

Looking back, it was a bold girl with the height of the stomach.

Do-jin asked her, who clenched her fists as if resentful.

“Does this happen often?”

The girl nodded and opened her mouth.

at that time.

“Oops, sorry. be well.”

From behind the girl, a large man picked her up and hid her behind her back.

After anxiously looking at the situation ahead and his carriage, he belatedly found his daughter talking to a stranger.

“Sorry what! I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Shh! Even though my dad sold at a glance, I heard the sound of a dog in your mouth! Sophie, I said I said that only to the town kids!”

The man who glared at his daughter bowed his head and apologized to Dojin.

“Oh, my daughter-in-law didn’t learn how to eat. This is all because I met my ugly parents, so please forgive me.”

The reason he was so cautious was because Dojin’s outfit was typical of a wizard that commoners thought of.

He looks like an adventurer, but he doesn’t see anything that looks like a weapon, and he’s wearing a robe with a strange energy.

In the perception of ordinary people, the tribe of wizards were mysterious and vaguely fearful at the same time.

“it’s okay. It’s not me that your daughter cursed at, it’s the soldiers in front of me.”

“right! Didn’t I curse at my wizard brother?”

“Sophie! If you keep doing this, you will reach your real mother!”

“… … .”

Sophie didn’t listen to her father, who had the size of a bear, but kept her mouth shut at the word ‘mom’.

But soon, as if it was unfair, he held back tears and squeezed out his suppressed voice.

“I, I… … ! It’s just because Uncle Maxim and Uncle Asha were being bullied… … .”

Do-jin intervened before the man scolded his daughter again.

“Do the people in front of me look familiar?”

Sophie, who had been choking, nodded.

“yes. They live in Gulag Village with us.”

“Gulak? Is there a village in the Gulag Mountain?”

Looking at the girl who nodded once again, Dojin thought.

‘I don’t think there are villages in Gulak Mountain?’

Beyond Gulak Mountain lies the wasteland, a large-scale monster habitat.

And Gulak Mountain itself is also teeming with monsters from the wasteland.

A town where people live in such a terrible place.

In Do-jin’s memory, Mt. Gulak was a place where there was only a fortress to prevent the influx of large-scale monsters.

“There must be a lot of monsters in Gulag Mountain. Are there villages like that?”

“Yes? Oh well, there are no monsters at all, but it’s not to the point where you can’t live without it. Even though there is a colony of bugs beyond Gulak Mountain, there aren’t that many because those from the wasteland don’t come into the mountains.”

“Then the village is near Gulag Fort?”

“Fortress… … ? There is so little to live on in Gulak Mountain that there is nothing but our village. Our village is also in a position where we can only dig up manacho and medicinal herbs to put glue on our mouths… … .”

The man tilts his head as if he doesn’t know why and answers.

Do-jin, who had a conversation with the man, noticed that the current Gulak Mountain was in a different state than he knew.

‘It seems that it was later that Gulak Mountain became what I know it to be. Considering that the Gulag Fortress is not there yet.’

It seems that there is no change in the fact that there is a large-scale monster habitat beyond Gulag Mountain, but it seems that they are not encroaching on Gulag Mountain.

‘Well, it’s a pity that there is no base called Gulag Fortress, but I can hunt. It’s inconvenient, but it might be better since other people won’t be looking for it.’

Based on the newly acquired information, Dojin modified the plan little by little.

Since the game started about 3 years after it was released, such minor information errors were unavoidable.

Still, it was fortunate that there was no setback in the hunt because I had brought plenty of food, drinking water, and potions without worrying about supply for the time being.

“From now on, nothing will be looked after, so you better take care of yourself!”

“Go, thank you! We really have no intention of doing that… … .”

“Eight! Don’t be noisy and pass by! Or should I split up all the remaining sacks to come to my senses!”

“Ji, I’m going now!”

Do-jin stopped contemplating at the noisy soldier’s shout.

The soldiers, who had been stabbing and slashing five or six sacks of wheat and potatoes with excitement, were barely letting the women through.

“What did they do wrong today? Even if I don’t get paid, I’ll do my best to let you go.”

Some of the grunts in the procession thrust their necks into the fierce eyes of the soldiers.

It was a distance where there was no way to hear whispers, but to the powerless, the eyes of the soldiers themselves were feared.

“Whoa, it’s wheat, you should eat less and starve as much as it was dumped on the floor over there, but firewood is on the verge of death, so people might freeze to death… … .”

At the words of the man muttering anxiously, Do-jin noticed that they were making mass purchases in village units to secure even a little more food and items with insufficient money.

“If they’re doing that for bribery, I’ll pay for them.”

“Yes? Why do you… … .”

“Could you give me a ride to Gulak Village instead? Because my destination is on the other side of Gulak Mountain.”

At Dojin’s words, the farmer widened his eyes.

“Are you saying you’re going to the wasteland full of monsters?”

The man, who exclaimed a mixture of fear and awe, alternately looked at Dojin, the checkpoint, and the wagon full of firewood.

Is it right to accompany an unknown, presumably wizard? The man’s pupils shook in agony.

But soon the man made a decision.

“Then I’ll get help regardless of shame.”

“Dad! Are you going with me too?”

Sophie, who had been listening to the conversation, poked her head out from behind her father.

“Sophie, you bastard! You can’t be quiet!”

“huh! When I get home, my dad will tell my mom that he stole my pretty sisters!”

“What, what?”

While the father and daughter were talking, it was the turn of the inspection.

Do-jin intended to just give away a few pennies and pass, but the situation went a little differently than he expected.

The attitude of the soldiers, who had been overbearing towards others, changed 180 degrees when they saw Dojin in a black robe.

“Well, give me something to prove your identity.”

Dojin silently handed over the adventurer’s pendant.

“Um, for a level 10 adventurer… You are a wizard.”

“Does it matter that I am a wizard?”

“… that’s no But where are you going?”

“Over Gulak Mountain.”

The soldier flinched at the words beyond Gulak Mountain.

“There… … ?”

“Isn’t it strange for an adventurer to go to a place with monsters?”

“Oh, no.”

The appearance of awkwardly rolling his eyes seemed to have a lot of dislike for the wizard.

It’s like persecuting the weaker than themselves just because a guy like that barely stood in the position of a checkpoint soldier.

Do-jin, tired of the opponent’s patheticness, retrieved his pendant as if it were snatched away.

The soldier frowned for a moment, but that was it.

An ordinary 10th-level adventurer might not know it, but if he showed his temper to someone who looked like a wizard, he would feel uncomfortable for at least a few days.

“These people are in the same group as me, do they need to be interrogated separately?”

“… Apparently, they are buying firewood for the winter. You may pass.”

Sophie’s father nodded his head at the soldier who gave a quick chin gesture.

Then, as if worried that the soldier might change his mind, he hurriedly pulled his horse past the checkpoint.

“You too, please pass by. Can’t you see that the inspection is delayed for no reason?”

The soldier urged, even gesturing to see if he wanted to get rid of Dojin.

It was embarrassing to see such a thing, but what can I do?

It is a world where people live, in which the weak struggle to become the upper hand of those weaker than themselves, and fret because they cannot wield even modest strength.

If Do-jin played a hero here, only the weaker ones who would be the target of these soldiers’ anger later would suffer.

Knowing that well, Do-jin calmly passed the checkpoint and approached the bear-like man waiting for him with an anxious face.

“Oh, well, thank you. Thanks to that, I got through the checkpoint without a hitch.”

“What did I do?”

“no. If you hadn’t told me you were my companion, those bastards would have listened to take half of the firewood.”

The man who had been grumbling looked at the sun slowly setting and was startled.

“this! If you’re not in a hurry, you’ll arrive long after the sun has completely set. Get on board. We will drive it as fast as we can.”

“I want to sit next to my wizard brother!”

“Sophie!”

Dojin smiled at the man who rolled his eyes.

“it’s okay.”

Do-jin sat in the empty luggage compartment, and Sophie ignored her father’s worried eyes and sprinted to take the seat next to Do-jin.

He was a very sociable kid.

“I am Sophie and I am 15 years old. My dad is Hanolds. And my mom is Jenny. What about the wizard brother?”

“Dojin.”

“The name is very unique. But my brother is a wizard, so he knows how to use magic, right? Can I show you?”

Sophie’s voice, which began to chatter, was overlaid with the crackling of horses’ hooves.

“ha… … .”

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My father’s sigh as he touched his forehead passed by.