The Magic of “Analysis” Sees Through Everything – Chapter 130


“. . .And so, that’s what happened.”

Luke concluded with those words.

“Crete Village, huh. . . Have I ever been to such a village?”

Iris tilted her head as she lay on the sofa.

After returning to the Kingdom of Arrogas for a while, Luke and Alma visited Iris.

Of course, it was to explain about Crete Village.

“You. . . don’t you remember? Even though you’re the object of their faith.”

Alma sighed in exasperation.

“Even if you say that, it’s a story from 1000 years ago, right? I’ve been traveling to various places, so I don’t remember every little village.”

Iris gulped down the glass she was holding.

Inside was the liquor brought from Crete Village.

“This liquor is delicious, but I don’t remember drinking it anywhere.”

“How about this one? You might remember this one.”

Luke brought out another bottle.

This one was a liquor made using an old method without pasteurization.

“I wonder if I’ll remember it with just the liquor. . . “

Iris, with a doubtful look on her face, gulped down the glass.

“Hmm, it’s not bad, but I prefer the taste of the previous one. . . No, I’ve tasted this somewhere. . . I’m sure. . . Ah! There!”

Iris’s eyes widened.

“I remember! I’ve definitely been there! I’ve been there! That place! Now that I think about it, there was a village of beastkin there!”

“Did you remember?”

Looking at Iris, who was shaking her head vigorously and leaning forward, Luke smiled.

“Oh, I completely forgot. I remember staying there for a while because the liquor was good. So, are the beastkin still living there? Are they doing well?”

“Yes, everyone is doing well. And they worship you. This is the statue of you that is being worshipped in the village.”

Saying that, Luke took out a statue of the Red Horned Princess from his bag.

Iris’s face changed when she saw it.

“Wait a minute, what’s with that statue! I’m not that fat!”

Indeed, the statue of the Red Horned Princess was more voluptuous than Iris in various places.

“Weren’t you about this size 1000 years ago?”

“No way! I’ve always been this size!”

“Well, that’s probably because it got mixed up with the local earth goddess faith. The goddess of abundant crops is usually voluptuous.”

“I can’t accept that! I’ll protest! Bring those beastkin here!”

Iris was still indignant.

“Well, well, more importantly, you taught the people there the cure for black spot fever and how to avoid demon beasts, didn’t you? You were considering the beastkin who were suffering from illness, weren’t you?”

“No, not really.”

Iris casually denied Luke’s impression that he was moved.

“I went to try the liquor over there because it was reputed to be good, but they said they couldn’t make liquor because of some illness and demon beasts, so I taught them how to make medicine and avoid demon beasts. Then I was greatly appreciated.”

Iris shrugged as if it was no big deal.

“I was just happy to be able to drink good liquor.”

“I, Is that so. . .”

Luke exhaled with a sigh.

(I never thought it was an action to drink liquor. . . Maybe I should keep the truth from the people of Creet Village.)

“But you defeated the semi-magical creature that caused the black spot fever. This time, too, the semi-magical creature came out and it was tough. Master also built that sluice gate to calm the black spot fever.”

“Hmm. . . I remember the liquor they were making there became very bad at one point, so I thought the water was bad and went to check the water source. Then I saw something black, so I crushed it a little and made a device to clean the water.”

“Is that so. . .”

Luke was amazed and once again felt the greatness of Iris.

She had built such a magical facility with the same sense of effort as making a dish delicious. . .

Iris looked up at the ceiling as if reminiscing about the past and smiled happily.

“Well, when you put it that way, it does bring back memories. It’s been a thousand years already. I wonder how much that area has changed?”

“I don’t know what it was like a thousand years ago, but yes, there’s a big city around that forest now.”

“I see, that makes me want to go see it. I’m getting tired of being here.”

“I will definitely guide master to Crete village. Everyone else wants to meet you too.”

Luke said this and took out a magic stone from his pocket.

It was the magic stone of Balthazar he got from Poorman village.

“This is the harvest this time. I thought master would want it.”

“Oh! Isn’t this the magic stone of the ancient dragon Balthazar! You brought a good thing!”

Iris’s face lit up at the sight of the magic stone.

“Good, good, this is quite a good thing. It must have been a pretty old Balthazar, wasn’t it? You defeated it, Luke? You’ve become quite capable.”

Iris hugged Luke to her chest and stroked his head happily.

“Good, seeing the growth of a disciple is the greatest joy for a master.”

“Wait, wait, master. . .”

“Ahem! Iris, that’s enough.”

Alma coughed loudly, but Iris didn’t care.

“What are you talking about, it’s the master’s job to praise and nurture the disciple. And don’t forget, the ownership of Luke in the mountain is. . .”

“Ah, I get it, I get it!”

Alma sat down next to Luke and poured liquor into the glass on the table.

“Anyway, let’s toast first. We’ve met after a long time.”

“That’s true.”

Iris smiled and raised her glass.

The cool sound of the glasses clinking disappeared into the mountains.

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