9th Circle Lord

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The next morning.

Luther was asked by Kiara.

"Luther, teach us.”

"What?"

"Everything we need to live. I want to farm, I want to build a house. How to raise livestock and how to get daily food and leather through it. We want to learn."

Luther readily accepted Kiara's request.

"Okay, then I'll help you after I use my powers."

"Thank you."

Luther, who was glancing at Kiara who was answering, blurted out.

"You must have found the answer."

I didn't know the agony of this race.

It was natural because he was in his own power.

However, life did not have the right answer, and he had to go through the dark darkness by shining light on his way forward path.

That's how you become stronger.

Kiara laughed.

"Right, we've got a direction.”

It wasn't just him.

He established a belief that would not be shaken, and set a clear goal to strive for.

Now that I'm on the starting line, I won't hesitate.

Luther was well versed in miscellaneous studies.

Ordinary wizards and scholars have also paid attention to what they consider insignificant. 

So I knew about farming, raising livestock, and cooking.

When he came back together after creating power, the heterogeneous people were waiting for him.

Everyone was waiting for learning.

Facing the heated eyes, Luther decided to tell them in order.

"There are three things you need to live. Food, clothes, and home. Even with these three things, there is no big problem in living. Let me teach you how to farm first."

Luther first taught me how to farm. There are many kinds of crops, but the most essential of them was grain. Wheat, barley, oats, etc. First of all, he taught me how to grow grains for stocks, but the quality of the soil itself was so good that it could be cultivated several times if the farmland was built and the soil was ground well.

You don't need to take a break, so you just need to plant it and manage it to grow well.

Starting with grain, he taught how to grow fruits and vegetables, and taught him how to cook.

Grind kernels, remove shells, mix flour with water to knead, and bake it in a brazier.

It was the emergence of bread, which will be their staple food.

"Try it."

Luther handed the ripe bread to Orde, who was looking at it as if he was possessed it.

Ord's eyes widened with a roar of bread in his mouth.

"Delicious."

"It's called bread. It's something you'll eat in the future."

It was not enough as a demonstration.

Farming takes more work than it looks.

Luther encouraged them to experience it in person.

It is a series of hardships from the beginning.

"Oh, it's a fire!"

"Fire! Fire!"

The fire spread all over the place as it fell over the brazier. Surprised Ord and Solen jumped around.

The kernels fell from Rajiel's clumsy wheat harvest.

It was awkward and awkward.

Rather than reprimanding them for their mistakes, Luther gave them encouragement.

Mistakes are the foundation of success.

The more trial and error you go through, the better you will get.

First of all, when I decided to learn, I had no hesitation. As time went by, agricultural land was created all around.

Lee Jong-jong was quick to learn.

If you teach me once, I will never forget to take a test. There were a few twists and turns, but he soon did well.

At mealtime, Dolken and others began to look forward to it. The number of dishes made by the heterogeneous people increased day by day and tasted good.

Elena's expression of dipping bread into a boiled chicken soup is pleasant.

It was they who benefited as the talents of the heterogeneous increased.

"Isn't it worth living these days?”

Dolken, who was eating like a soup, looks refreshed.

"Who would have imagined this race would make such delicious food?”

Elena grinned.

"I'm sorry that I'm only getting so much."

She was wearing a shirt given by Eldupim.

The robe was made by adding rabbit skins to the linen cloth obtained from the stem. 

It is cool during the day and warm at night.

She was amazed at El Dupim's skill.

There was nothing that heterogeneous people could not do.

He was good with his hands, and his skills increased day by day.

Thanks to this, Elena and others had a salpan.

I didn't feel jealous because I got comfortable clothes and delicious food.

Furthermore, recently, a common change has begun to be expected as they have stepped up to build a house. 

Unlike the happy party, Luther was always quiet. Recently, I have been thinking deeply about conducting research that will artificially create mana stone.

It was a study that no one had ever tried, but they believed it would be possible in a harsh western environment.Laziel hesitated to come up to Luther, who was sitting still, and put out a wooden plate.

"Luther, eat this.”

What she made was a stir-fried dish of meat and vegetables.

Dolken, who was watching from afar, swallowed his saliva.

"Wow! What is that?"

It was my first time seeing this dish in my life, but my mouth was watering just by smelling it.

Rajiel pointed to the flat bread.

"You can put it in the bread and eat it together.”

I've never seen this dish before.

asked Luther, who showed interest.

"Did you make it out of your own thought?”

"Yes, I think it'll taste good like this."

"Eat well."

Luther did not hesitate to eat fried meat and vegetables wrapped in bread as he said.

The taste was definitely different.

He was generous with his praise.

"Delicious. Thanks, Rajiel."

Rajiel blushed at the compliment.

Then, the people who were secretly peeking approached one by one.

Parfa boasted of today's routine with a look of praise.

"I cut down ten trees today. It was hard, but I cheered up.”

"Good job."

Parfa's mouth caught my ear with Luther's praise. With him at the forefront, as the heterogeneous people began to bring up their daily lives, the surrounding area quickly became a marketplace.

Dolken watched the scene with a honeyed mute.

"Is it that good?”

I was somehow envious of the way he was happy and moved by a word.

"Isn't it weird for some reason?”

Kane replied.

"The relationship between Luther and his people is special. So there's nothing strange to look at."

"No, I mean, why do you only like Luther's compliments? If we compliment him, he'll just say thank you.”

"The people of this race are fond of you. Don't be jealous for no reason."

Dolken, who was distressed by Elena's criticism, poked his lips.

"It's not jealousy, it's envy. I want to get some attention like that."

This race was not fair.

If there was anything delicious, I took it to Luther first, and if there was anything good, I found Luther again.

They are always on the back burner.

Dolken was so sad that he was about to cry.

Elena kicked her tongue.

"Then do something."

"Shall we? Shall we teach them how to handle weapons?"

"If you're going to teach me half-heartedly and you're going to be scolded as if you've been beaten by Kiara, then do it."

"No way they're not all as talented as Kiara."

Zach pointed out to him, who rolled up his arms and was eager to teach.

"They already have a good teacher."

As soon as the demon fell, Kiara, who finished eating, lifted the wooden sword.

Then interested ethnic groups began to follow her.

Kiara showed action to the heterogeneous population.

Dolken murmured at the sight of heterogeneous people who looked bewitched. 

"I miss my baby days."

There was nothing more for them to interfere with. He misses the time when heterogeneous people were young.

I could have helped a little then, but now I'm in the opposite position.

Even if you don't have to teach me, I do it on my own.

Before they knew it, they were learning to grow and grow on their own.

Kiara thought she was not good enough to teach someone.

No system, no form.

Not everyone can learn the flow of swordsmanship after seeing nature.

After all, it was Luther who found Kiara looking at the struggling species.

Luther listened to Kiara's grievances and suddenly asked.

"Is that what you all want?”

Kiara nodded with force.

"We want to be strong."

She revealed her deep feelings.

"Luthers has freed us from monsters and called us heterogeneous, but humans don't see us like that. If they persecute us, we need the power to fight back. Besides, I want to be of help to Luther because he has an enemy.”

Kiara looks like Luther.

It could be reasonable and bold if necessary. His sincerity was pure, but he was not vulnerable.

Kiara and other ethnic groups chose to protect themselves and further help Luther.

So I needed strength and Luther's help.

Luther didn't want anything from the heterogeneous people. So I had no intention of interfering unless I needed it, but when I heard Kiara's answer, I thought I was too complacent.

'You've forgotten their situation.’

No one will welcome you in the world. They will see blood in the end, and they have no choice but to fight.

Luther realized that they needed strength.

"Okay, but wait. You're different from humans, so you won't fit in with the old Manna seniority. So I'll make you a new Manna senior."I didn't think this race would fit with human manna and seniority.

The physical conditions do not match, and the tendency of each person should be identified.

Luther began to think about how to create Manna's seniority, thinking about starting it and teaching it properly.

While Luther was studying Manna's seniority, there was a warm breeze among the heterogeneous people.

As the body developed and the mind matured, various emotions grew.

One of them was love.

Auger Shannen, a woman, takes care of livestock. Although it was poorly made, my function was to take the eggs out of the faithful henhouse and put them in the basket.

Meanwhile, I could feel the movement behind me. Turning his head, he was a man named Ouger Fellog.

Shanen asked with a curious face.

"Pelogue. What's going on?"

"Uh, uh, well...….”

Pelog, who was stuttering and blushing, hesitates today, holding back what's going on.

Then he pulled out his hidden arm with an awkward movement.

There was a small flower in my hand.

"Take this."

"What flower is that?"

"It's just. It looks like you."

"You look like me?"

"I, I'm...I like you."

Shannen's face turned red at Pelog's shy confession.

"Then I'll be there."

Shamed, Pelog shot away.

Shanen was at a loss.

I don't know why saying yes makes my heart flutter so much.

The warm wind did not blow only to the Auger people. Other tribes often had the same situations as Pelog and Shannen.

When we checked each other's feelings, we started to stick together.

I held hands and hugged him.

Dolken suddenly hated the open cavity.

There were many heterogeneous lovers who liked each other wherever they went.

Seeing the heterogeneous people who fell in love made me feel sick.

He murmured blankly.

"The people of this race have lovers, and I don't know what this is."

It was ridiculous, it was amazing.

What was certain, however, was that babies of different races would no longer appear only from the outside.

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