A Transmigrator's Privilege
/ A Transmigrator's Privilege Chapter 76
I gave a big smile.
“I have completed a massive update of content. Of course there must be a reward, right?”
['The Creative Business Manager' nods his head at your commercially and morally correct opinion.]
The head of the Business Headquarters agreed. But.
['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' flinches.]
['The Critic who adjusts the balance' flinches.]
['The World-building God' flinches.]
What?
What's wrong with their reaction?
['The World-building God' coughs in vain.]
['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' complains that this is all because you attacked the tower too quickly.]
['The World-building God' tells the god who caused all of this in the first place to keep quiet.]
['The Critic who adjusts the balance' says that, no matter how poorly the Tower was done, it was impossible to predict that the three last floors would be cleaned in one day.]
['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' asks for correction that the Tower may be incomplete, but not poorly created.]
['The Scales that Judges the Soul' laughs at the Development headquarters' poor handling of the work.]
['The World-building God' cries out that there's no need to throw it on our faces!]
As the gods clashed, my expression slowly darkened.
This achievement has been completed after seven long years, but the reward wasn't ready yet.
“Sigh.”
['The World-building God' is feeling sorry for you and is at a loss for what to do.]
I crossed my arms and fell in thought.
Since things are what they are, there's nothing I can do about it. Thinking about WorId God's honor, I should step down for now but I will also receive compensation for the delay in payment later.
However, this plan was quickly scrapped.
['The Creative Business Manager' thinks this is, in a broad sense, the responsibility of the Management Office, so this compensation issue will be resolved by himself.]
The head of the Business Headquarters?
['The World-building God' welcomes the assistance of the head of the business division.]
['The Scales that Judges the Soul' wonders what he is going to do.]
A message popped up for me.
[
[
This is the right to use the 'VIP Point Shop' that sells very, very special items.
Note: Originally, it was only given to gullible customers who spent 10 billion or more in the Transmigrators' Exclusive cash shop.]
[
This is a coupon with a currency that can be used to purchase items from the VIP Point Shop.
Note: 1 point is charged for every 100,000 cash consumption.]
“Oh……”
I glanced at the gold ticket and silver coupon gleaming in the palm of my hand.
['The Critic who adjusts the balance' protests that the reward seems too OP.]
Judging the reaction of The Critic, it seems like a reasonable compensation.
All right, I'm satisfied.
['The World-building God' express his gratitude to the head of the Business Headquarters.]
['The Creative Business Manager' emphasizes camaraderie by saying that the business headquarters is always on the side of the Development Headquarters.]
['The World-building God' talks about the massive update next month, it's perfect except for the parts where the system hasn't been built yet.]
['The Creative Business Manager' is cheering them for the deadline.]
Well, in the end, the compensation in itself seemed to be deferred.
I decided to neatly store the ticket and coupons until the day they can be used.
Chapter 15. A broken clock
There are only three months left until the end of the tutorial.
The closed training inside the tower was also completed, and it was time to prepare for the start of the original work.
Once the system's prohibition is lifted, I won't be able to return to the Count's Castle for a while, so I decided to start with the takeover first.
“Mom and Dad. This is the dungeon farm I was talking about.”
“Oh my goodness.”
“Dear me.”
I revealed to my parents the truth behind the Herbal Medicine Association, which has been providing us with high-quality medicinal herbs at low prices all this time.
Clattering! Clattering! Clattering!
The skeletons, including Epiden, bowed politely and moved their jaw joints.
“Helverus, don't be shy and come out to say hello.”
After completely digesting the fire dragon's burning heart, Helverus was able to speak clearly.
Not only that.
“Oh my! So cute!”
Humanization was also possible. Helverus now looked like a six-year-old boy with red hair and red eyes.
“Somehow, it reminds me of when Frintz was young! Is your name Helverus? How old is our little Helly?!”
“……Oh, well, who cares! You're cute!”
Mom was busy embracing Helverus and rubbing his cheeks, in the meantime, I passed on important things to Dad.
“Please note that time in the dungeon farm passes three times faster than in reality. It improves productivity and the yields are quite high because of it. That's why Rodel Potion Company was supplying some of the leftovers to other merchant groups. Here is the list on the note.”
I even disclosed a slush fund that had covered a huge amount of cash payments. It's a pity, but now I can't afford to manage it.
“Unbelievable. To learn that you were running an herbal medicine company without your father's knowledge……”
“Oh, look at our daughter! I thought it was strange that you did not ask for more pocket money, but turns out you were actually using your hidden pocket?”
“Haha, yes.”
I wasn't scolded as badly as I had expected. Mom and Dad even promised to raise pocket money in the future.
“The farm manager is Epiden. It's the cutest skull in the area. Whatever you need, ask him.”
“Thank you, Mr. Epiden.”
Clattering!
“If there is a communication problem, you can solve it through Helverus. And Helverus is a vegetarian devil, so please take that into account.”
“We are on your hands, Young Helverus.”
After completing the handover, we had a conversation over tea given by Epiden, and Mom asked in a serious tone.
“So, your decision hasn't changed?”
“Yes. I want to go on a training trip like Brother.”
There's nothing better than traveling after spending a long time only inside the house.
Mom nodded her head.
“That's true, you've spent too much time only inside this Castle. It's time for my daughter to see the world, too.”
“Right. I'm a frog in a well. I need to learn the world.”
“That's a great attitude. Did you say you're leaving in late spring? May is the perfect time to travel.”
Mom readily agreed, but Dad said as if he couldn't help but feel sad and regretful.
“Wait, Elthea. I'm a little worried. What if she goes out for nothing and the child comes back with a guy……”
“Leo. That's my case you are talking about.”
“I think it would be great! Go ahead, Eli!”
“Yes, Dad. I will definitely bring a man like my father.”
Thanks to Mom, who is a strong ally, I succeeded in persuading Dad.
I had a sudden thought, so I carefully brought it up.
“Oh, Mom.”
“Yes, my daughter.”
“I wanted Grandpa to help me with travel arrangements. Would that be okay?”
“Why are you asking permission for that? You can do as you like.”
It was like I was asking something really useless. The valley between Mom and Dad seemed to have been filled a lot.
I can comfortably ask Grandpa to get the things I need because now I can't get out of the Castle yet.
At that time, Mom brought up an unexpected suggestion.
“When you go on a trip, you should stop by your Grandpa's house.”
“Yes. I will, Mom.”
Dad also said something.
“Until you leave, let's drink tea as often as we do now, Eli.”
“Yes, Dad.”
I nodded vigorously with a smile.
For the next three months, I plan to enjoy my precious time with my family.
I have completed all the handovers so that the Rodel Potion Company can run smoothly without me. Then I wrote two letters.
The first letter was addressed to my best friend, Bianca, who is now in the Kingdom's capital.
Bianca has been confined to the royal palace since she was selected as the exclusive maid of the 1st Princes. Because of this, we haven't seen each other for years and only communicated through letters.
I informed Bianca about my travel plans.
It wasn't very long, but seeing that I wrote 'I want to see you' seven times, I felt a little embarrassed.
['The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things' says its perfect in spelling and content and urges you to post it right away.]
The recipient of the second letter was Grandpa.
I told Grandpa about my decision and asked for some necessities. I also thought about writing a letter to Frintz, but stopped because he was on a training trip anyway, so it didn't seem like it would be delivered well.
“I wrote all the letters. Now, let's try alchemy and cooking.”
I decided to make a bunch of potions and lunch boxes by type and store them in my satchel bag. The subspace inventory was very convenient because it ignores the expiration date.
First of all, alchemy.
Taking out 'Mermaid's tears', which came from catching Undead Ciel, the boss of the 298th floor of the Tower of Trials, I tried to process it to make the best potion.
Agnes asked as I was concentrating.
“When bleeding is severe, healing is not enough, it is essential to help blood production with potions. And also……”
“There might be no one to heal me when I get hurt.”
What if I am seriously injured and pass out because of the aftereffects of Descent?
No matter how much I leveled my Heal, it would be of no use.
After finishing cooking, I went to the backyard suitable for training. If I get lazy just because the closed training is over, the tip of my sword will become dull.
The training was mainly focused on aura response.
“I want to be a master…I also want to use a thousand swords…”
“Yes.”
Such a monotonous daily life was repeated for about a fortnight.
Chapter end
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