The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 247: Unfortunately, I got attached to it (12)

While experimenting with making various kinds of harvesters in the fourth world, I suddenly had more freedom in the third world, and I started to wonder what to do.

In the first world, I was imprisoned, so there was nothing I could do.

It’s not like the second world wasn’t free. There wasn’t anyone who restricted me greatly.

However, the second world was in a very remote place.

Even the nearby village was so small that there was nothing I could do.

I tried to gradually increase the number of harvesters, but proper society also rejected harvesters.

The third world was good at first, but after I was captured by the royal family, it became similar to the first world.

Everyone who lived in the dormitory must have been watching me.

But judging from the fact that they prepared a new house for me, I guess they don’t really watch me anymore. It’s not impossible that there’s something that works with magic... ... .

I have to live with that.

I can’t even detect it, so even if there was, it would be hard to do anything about it.

Just like before, there's nothing wrong with just sitting around and spending the weekend. But now that I have free time, I don't know what to do.

No, I'm not someone who suddenly quit work because I was overworked. It's really strange.

But I really have nothing to do.

Even if I don't look for fun, I don't get bored because I can see the harvester's progress in real time.

Maybe I should just go around and increase the harvester's time?

Hmm.

But I'm already on track, so why bother?

If I can just maintain the status quo, there's no need to take risks.

Last time I dragged Maleficent out, I went out to be the bait.

I didn't know that Merryweather, who was next to me, was Maleficent.

I really didn't know.

It wasn't something that could be distinguished by light.

Because, being strong or having a lot of knowledge doesn't mean that light is big. It doesn't mean that being old makes you bigger either.

So all the old entities' lights are huge?

Even the rare light of the Primordial Heavenly Lord was at the level of a large person.

Maleficent was at the same level.

The skinny middle-aged man in the Bright Shin slums was even bigger. It’s not that light is great because it’s big, and it’s not that light is bad because it’s small.

No, it’s more like Daegon who fattens his light by grinding his opponents.

It’s not that he doesn’t have knowledge about the soul, but this is currently difficult to interpret. Having a specialized book and understanding it are different things.

Why can I increase other people’s intelligence, but my intelligence is still low?

In the end, today’s day passed not much different from the day I was at the dorm.

***

Oh!

Finally!

One of the fourth world’s harvesters was released outside!

Of course, it wasn’t artificially released by Jebert, strictly speaking, it was an escape accident.

The ones who escaped were not people, but birds like crows.

There were about 7 of them, and one of them pretended to be sick. Just like any other healthy bird, it didn't feel anything inside, so it was really pretending to be sick.

Then Chimera opened the bird in the cage to check, and the bird lay there for a while. It was staggering and flapping its wings strangely.

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

Then when Chimera's hand touched it, it fell down. Chimera removed the necklace from the bird's neck and took the bird to the crusher.

So the bird suddenly got up and flew into the sky and ran away.

It pretended to be dead.

I knew that birds like crows were smart, but I didn't know they would run away like this.

Chimera blankly watched the bird fly away. When the bird completely disappeared from sight, Chimera reported it to Zeber.

Zeber then said that he couldn't do even one thing like that properly and shot Chimera's head with magic. Then he ordered the next Chimera to make sure it was killed when taking out a body.

To be honest, I took my anger out on others because I couldn't explain it properly.

Meanwhile, the escaped bird flies outside in search of freedom.

Thanks to that, I was able to see this world from the sky.

The city seen from a bird's eye view is gloomy because smoke covers half the sky. It's not just smoke, it's soot.

Under such a gloomy sky. The buildings are haphazardly built, as if they were built without a proper plan. And the roads between the buildings are full of cars.

Two-wheeled, three-wheeled, four-wheeled, six-wheeled.

There are many different cars.

When I searched my memory, I didn't know, but when I look at it from the sky like this, I can see it clearly. It's a bigger and more developed city than I expected.

It's similar to the scenery that comes to mind when I think of the early 19th century in my faded memories.

In other words, the steel and chemical industries are also developed in their own way.

Below, workers with dark faces are walking down the street, and black smoke is rising from the buildings that look like factories.

The stream nearby is pitch-black filthy water, bubbling with bubbles. When the bird flew over there, it smelled bad.

But the bird must have been familiar with the smell, because it turned sharply in that direction and went down to the ground. Then it flew next to the factory.

But its destination wasn't the factory. It was a building that looked like a restaurant near the factory.

It turned sharply again and went down to the back.

A back alley.

There were already various animals swarming there. There were wild animals like rats, and there were birds that seemed to be of the same species.

The bird was also mixed in with them and was searching through the food waste bins.

Huh? I saw a half-eaten human corpse in between. That's a common occurrence.

Anyway, there's a factory right next door, and the people working at the factory have to eat something. So a restaurant was built next door.

And there's food there.

The bird came after that.

Judging from the fact that it first looks for food waste rather than bugs, this bird has already adapted to the city a long time ago.

No, there is no nature in this city to begin with.

Some intellectuals remember that places like parks in the city are created only when there is such a culture.

Based on my faded memory, it seems like modern Europe overall.

However, without a world war, it feels solid until that period is solidified?

Well, it would be difficult for a revolution or change to occur. It seems that magic is monopolized by a certain person here.

It’s not that magic exists outside of civilization, and although it uses tools that look like it, it’s mostly thought of as a power that is expensive and used by high-ranking people.

And there’s one very heterogeneous element.

There’s a temple.

There’s a temple where they pray to several gods, and there are people who use something called divine power.

They heal people or use special powers depending on the type of god they believe in, but strangely, they’re not in a particularly high position.

It’s the exact opposite.

Like seeing a butcher or a funeral director, it is essential to life, but it is despised.

At least in my memories of the harvest season, no one knows the exact reason. I just heard from my parents or neighbors that those guys are dirty and horrible, so be careful.

It becomes common sense, so no one looks into the reason.

Because, that is common sense.

The fourth world is very strange.

A god... ... .

If it is a type like Daegon, it will devour me.

Even if it is not that type, if the influence is this weak, it will not bother me like it did in the first world.

Or maybe it is only this country where temples are despised. On the contrary, other countries may have a state of unity.

I want to know more about the fourth world.

It is not a memory, but I am looking at the world from a bird’s perspective and assessing this world, and suddenly the bird’s body screams.

Terrible pain.

I was trying to do something, and a long stick pierced my body. Arrow?

No, isn't it a bit short for an arrow?

The bird is unconscious and dying. It's in a state of severe pain, but it's not dead right away. However, it's a very large penetrating wound, so if it continues like this, it will die from excessive bleeding.

Then someone picked up ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) the bird. Seeing that the wound was particularly painful, they must have grabbed the arrow embedded in its body and lifted it up.

"Purple. It's a bird that flew away from Heideka's house."

Suddenly, a rather thin voice is heard. It's a woman. Heideka is Jever's name. In other words, she saw the bird that flew away from Jever's house, aimed for it, and caught it.

"Is it a servant horse?"

This time, a deep voice is heard. This time, it's a man. A man and a woman are doing something.

If it's a servant horse, it's a technique that allows you to do something similar to me using magic power, right?

Then, I felt a hard sensation. Judging from the shape, it was a hand. It didn't touch here and there, but just held it down and then fell off.

"No, there's no trace of magic power. It's just the color. But, this bird probably doesn't have this color. Maybe it was dyed for a party or something?"

At that moment, my body shook and shook.

. And then, if you look at the feeling of going up a bit, it must have been someone else who lifted it up.

“I don’t know. They’ve been saying strange things like rejuvenation recently and are preparing to gather people. What on earth are they thinking?”

“Aren’t they just gathering people and shoving them into the arena like last time and watching?”

“I don’t know. They all disregard humanity, so they’re punishing them like this.”

Crunch.

The bird is dead now. Judging from the pressure they felt at the end, it looks like they squeezed the bird and blew it up.

I knew for sure that something was going to happen.

I don’t know if it’s the Resistance or a proper government agency, but it’s clear that they’re hostile to Jebert.

In addition, I also knew that those in that class, whether they’re nobles or wizards or both, don’t hesitate to commit cruel acts.

And judging by the word punishment, there’s a high chance that they’re preparing for an attack.

Hehe.

I think something interesting is going to happen now. I didn't know it would happen like this, but... ... .

I'm looking forward to it.