Spending My Retirement In A Game Chapter 347
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"Raziel, huh?" Eisen muttered to himself with a light smile, and the woman in front of him tilted her head to the side. "What, you don't like my name?" She asked, obviously faking to be insulted, and Eisen shook his head and chuckled.
"No, no, that's not it. Don't worry about it. Well, for now, just think about what exactly you'd like to know from me, and then once the town is established, come see me and I'll tell you whatever you want." Eisen told her, and was just about to turn around and leave when a certain red-haired young man approached him.
"Hey, just wanted to give you the numbers about our provisions and materials and stuff. You said you wanted to know about how much was used during the trip, right?" Komer asked as he looked down at his notebook while writing something inside of it. "Ah, thank you, Komer. Could you try and go ahead and figure out how many provisions every group would need over the course of the next few days as well? I know it's not directly within your area of expertise, but you know the numbers of what we have the best of all of us." The old man replied, and Komer then lifted his head slowly.
"Alright, will do. Then I think I'd just need specific numbers on who is in what group, and things like their endurance stats. That seems to change how much we need to eat and drink as well." Komer pointed out, before then suddenly noticing Raziel all of a sudden, which he somehow didn't before.
"Oh, eh, I mean… F-From a perspective of an Artificial, I mean…" The young merchant said seemingly pretty panicky, before Eisen raised his eyebrow and leaned in toward him, whispering something into his ear.
"Eh… Sure, but why?" Komer asked in response, and Eisen just chuckled and crossed his arms curiously. "Just do it, I'd like to find out what you see."
"Sure…" The young merchant said before scratching the back of his neck, while his irises and his pupils suddenly disappeared. But in response to what Komer was seeing with his 'Fate Perception' surprised him quite a bit.
"Holy- Wait, weren't you human? Are you a half-monster or something? But according to Jyuuk, Half-Monsters shouldn't show such sudden growth… Then maybe, do you have a Skill that lets you grow wings at the next rank?" Komer asked excitedly as he leaned in a little bit, while Raziel just moved her sight over toward Eisen confused, before the old man chuckled.
"Komer can see people's Fate, you know? And I guess there's no hiding your fate to anyone." The old man explained with a smirk, before Raziel replied while smiling wrily, "Right… Erm, Kid, listen-"
"Kid? I'm 20, you can't be that much older than me!" Komer protested, but Eisen chuckled lowly while Raziel began to grind her teeth annoyedly.
"For the love of- You attract an annoying bunch, you know? Are all of you like that?" Raziel asked, but Eisen just moved his fingers through his beard with a light smile and then looked at Komer again. "Long story short, this is Raziel. She's got a peculiar ability, and will work for me as a freelance informant."
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"Oh, an Informant!" Komer exclaimed and deactivated his Fate Perception, before taking a better look at Raziel again. "Ah, you're that woman with the 'Whisper' Element, right? It does seem pretty useful… Well, more than my element at the very least… But anyway, if you're an informant, do you think you co-"
"Nope." Raziel answered without hesitation, "I only work for this guy because it's benefitial for my main employer anyway, so sorry to disappoint you." She said relatively annoyedly, and Komer scratched the back of his neck again before smiling wrily.
"Damn, would have been useful to have someone with wings that can help me out around some towns in the future…" He said with a sigh, before looking back at Eisen.
"Well, anyway, just get me that list of the different groups or tell me who I should talk to for that, and I'll figure everything out." Komer said and then handed some sheets of paper to Eisen before turning around and leaving, and Raziel looked at Eisen with a wry smile again.
"You serious? This guy got a Fate Occupation? What kind is it?" Raziel asked, and Eisen smiled at her lightly, "He's a Fate Merchant. Although… Maybe…" Eisen muttered quietly, before moving his fingers through his beard. "You said you can speak to people in the distance with your element as well? Can you call Komer back for a moment?" The old man asked Raziel, who raised her eyebrows in confusion, but swiftly did as asked.
Eisen could see Komer shudder on the other side of the ship and then turn around in surprise and confusion, while Eisen waved him over again.
"Urgh… That's also part of your ability? Hearing that feels so weird…" Komer protested slightly, and Eisen crossed his arms and moved on before Raziel could complain.
"Well, no matter how weird it is, I'd like to make a suggestion. Come with me and my group to conquer part of the central island. I want to level you up to a point where you can get one or two new occupation skills." Eisen suggested, and Komer looked at him confused.
"Erm… You know that the only combat capabilities I have are the few attack enchantments I put on my coins? And most of them will damage me half the time…" Komer pointed out, and Eisen simply smirked but shook his head.
"Don't worry about that. I'm sure we'll be able to figure something out. The first thing we're doing is bring everyone to level 100 before doing anything else. If the gap between levels is too big, only the person that killed the enemy gets experience, and those that did other type of damage don't. Then, as long as you can do a little damage to a bunch of monsters, it should be fine. And who knows, maybe your Level 100 occupational skill lets you fight pretty well." Eisen suggested, and Sky scratched the back of his neck with a wry smile.
"I guess? I mean, I get what you're saying, so we probably should do it like that…" Komer said with a wry smile, and Eisen just smirked at him. "Go get another weapon though, just in case. Maybe a Wand or Staff. Your mental stats are your highest, after all. And then come back here, we're speaking about tactics at the moment."
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"Sure… Then I guess I'll see you in a bit?" The young man replied and then turned around once more, although he was feeling pretty nervous and excited this time around.
"And now, I'll go back and speak to my group. We'll speak later, Raziel." Eisen told the Angel next to him, and then also turned around and made his way back toward the different people currently speaking to each other, and they continued to speak about what needed to be spoken about.
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"Alright, careful now!" Eisen exclaimed as the Ship closed in on what seemed to be a broken-down Harbor. Any but one piers were completely broken down as well, but one of them seemed to be stable enough to walk on, so they would stop the ship as close to the pier as they could and then start with repairing any parts of it that seemed too unstable to initially use, before bringing whatever they could down the island.
Eisen was rather confused as to why there was a Harbor here, although it did somewhat make sense if there was supposed to be a ruined town on this island as well.
There didn't seem to be any monsters nearby either, so it was a relatively good spot to stay for a little while. Slowly, the Giant Ship approached the pier and then stopped, before some of the skeletons jumped off the ship onto the pier and began to fasten the ship against it to make sure it couldn't float away, although the ship itself had also let down the Anchor, so there shouldn't be a major issue with that anyway.
Either way, after the Skeletons bound everything against the pier, the first group of people made their way off of the ship, and that group was made up of the five originals.
The first thing that everyone did was do what they could to turn the area directly around the Harbor into a place that could be used.
There didn't seem to be any houses or huts nearby either, though. Anyway, while Eisen and Jyuuk surveyed the area, with respectively either Mana-Sight or through some flying monsters, Brody stood guard and Xenia and Evalia started to flatten the area out a bit more with magic.
And soon enough, the first group of workers could come onto land and then began to work on the basic structures that they would build to create a little bit of a base, even if those structures were only made up of tents and simple wooden huts.
Quickly, different materials were brought off the ship, as well as rations, and everyone that could somehow help ended up helping, even the kids did what they could.
And then, by night, they managed to turn the area around the Harbor into a relatively safe place to stay at for a little while, and Eisen gathered a certain group of five together around the beach, before calling four others to him as well for another reason.
"So, from tomorrow on, you five will fight here on your own. You understand that it's going to be pretty dangerous, right?" Eisen asked them with a frown, and the group of players nodded their heads, before Eisen looked at them with a smile.
"Good. Now, send me a message every once in a while to let me know how everything's going, and especially, how your equipment is doing. The equipment you have right now should be alright until roughly level 50 or 60, although considering the strength of the monsters here might change that. For now, Brody agreed to accompany you for a day or two to make sure you don't instantly die from the monsters on this island. We don't directly know how strong they are. But once we confirmed everything is alright, he'll leave you alone as well." Eisen explained to them, and then began to make sure that their equipment was really alright.
He was especially worried about Alnico, though. She was the Bard of the group and got a 'Musician' occupation from Evalia a few days ago, but that meant that she was the only one without an actual weapon. But Alnico, in return, didn't seem to be the happiest with the old man's worry.
"Grampa, calm down! I'll be fine, the others are here with me as well." She protested, but Eisen could just reply with a sigh.
"Fine… But again, message me as often as you can! And Zyra, Samurai, when you stream, make sure not to mention where we are directly, at least not yet. And what else…" Eisen muttered to himself, trying to remember what the other thing he wanted to ask them was about, and then when he remembered, looked at the Originals that he called to him before as well.
"Everyone got proper occupations?" The old man asked, and Evalia and Brody nodded their heads, before the Demon-Orc spoke up. "Mhm. Maybe I overdid it a little, but they did pretty well in whatever training I gave them, so I gave them the highest grade occupation I could give them. Although, they were still relatively basic occupations, so they weren't 'Master' grade or somethin'. They're the kinda thing that will change to Master grade when those kids do something special and advance their occupation on their own." Brody explained, and Evalia said the same.
"Mhm, Al's occupation is just before hitting that ype of grade as well, but it's still just a 'Musician'. It's still a high grade occupation though." Evalia explained, so Eisen nodded and then turned his head to look at the one person of them that didn't have an occupation yet.
"Then let's get this over with as well."
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