Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 65: Aswad 12 of 15 “Glaub mir” (Part 06)
As the Grand Imam, Andreass Rein also did not have the authority to ban any upper class of it. He can only allow and choose not to worsen the relationship of the Religious Party with the City Government.
Among them, Nanra and Kirsi also took part in it after changing into clothes inside the Main Church. Mingling with puritans, they ate their lunch voraciously after soaking in the water long enough.
The chants of traditional musical instruments were heard again and the small feast continued until the sun would come down later. Amidst the crowd, Nanra glimpsed at the roof of the Main Church and felt that someone was watching her from there.
Not seeing anything, the girl just smiled a little and returned to accompany Kirsi who still looks nervous because she is not used to her new environment. Unlike Kirsi's old place, her place of standing was now exposed directly to the sunlight and she could stand upright without bowing her face.
Outside the main church crowd, Odo Luke stood on the steps leading to the site. At first glance he put on a thin smile, looking relieved because the two girls who worked at his place did the baptism without any problems.
As he went down the stairs, he opened his right palm and with a look of flat eyes he muttered, “Thank God, without me they would be fine …. Now there are only two more things that I need to check ..., before facing the main problem.”
The palm of his right hand let out a glowing blue liquid, flowing down the steps and quickly pooling. When stepping on the stairs where the water gathered, the young man's figure disappeared from his place without anyone noticing his presence.
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Port City. As the sun was about to reach the top, the camaraderie of people around the pier began to fade. There are only a few hawkers who are still seen holding their small stalls. Most of the besiegers had gone to the main market to sell seafood, while the fishermen returned to leave again for the sea at night.
In addition to the small traders who sell leftover seafood that is not auctioned or bought by the besiegers, there are some rough workers who are staring at the sea in warehouses lined in the port area. The warehouse lines are owned by fishing unions, trade unions, governments, and some are privately owned.
Among the ranks, there is a new warehouse that belongs to Ordoxi Nigrum General Company. From the outside of the building is not much different from the surrounding warehouses, predominantly made of solid wood and bricks. But looking inside through the sliding door, a unique arrangement can be seen clearly.
Inside has wooden bulkheads and divides the spacious warehouse into several spaces, consisting of production, storage and recording. In the layout used, the middle of the warehouse is a corridor between the bulkheads, then the storage section is at the front and behind it is recording. For production, it is placed in one space at the very back.
The structure serves to facilitate the entry of goods. For the recording part, it is in the middle because the production must go through data collection first before being stored or traded.
The light source at the place is crystal lights that hang on the wooden ceiling. Unlike the warehouse in general, the ceiling of the place is covered with black wood with carved magic structures that drain the power source to the magic tools in the place.
The newly finished Canna tuned the magic tool out of the production room at the end of the warehouse, lowered the sleeves of her robe and momentarily breathed a sigh of relief. Given that the place had not yet been operating, there was no one else but him. Even so, the witch with the striking white hair color felt not alone as low-level spirits scattered all over the room. Being trapped in a magic structure was like a labyrinth to them.
Turning back to the production room, inside there were several semi-automatic machines whose power source was from the Magic Reactor which was almost similar to what was in the store. The difference of Magic Reactors installed in the warehouse was only two, namely the place and range of the structure.
The Magic Reactor at the venue was mounted on a warehouse attic and the structure was shaped like an inverted root, radiating from the center at the top to the machines below. In its range, it could not reach the entire part of the warehouse because the place was too wide and focused only on the production space. Because of this, the crystal lamps are only installed on the production room and each bulkhead has no roof cover.
What will be made in the production room itself is processed by sea from fish, shellfish, to shrimp. The semi-automatic machines at the site are meat grinder tools, totaling four. The design is as simple as the meat grinder in the store, however, it is larger in size and is placed together with the wall of the warehouse which has a quartz thread connector wrapped in animal skin and connected with a Magic Reactor.
In addition to the grinder, at the production site there is also an elongated table with a seat that is fused for the processing of ground meat into seafood products. In one corner of the room there is also an additional partition for the kitchen.
The stove that was placed there was fused with the wall and the shape was the same as what was in the store, but larger and devoted to boiling and steaming. Then on top of the stove, there is a smoke-sucking metal pipe connected to the chimney outside.
The main production of processed warehouses is not spatial, but prioritizes the concept of fast food to be served, durable and of course made from primary marine products. In the production process only requires a workforce of about five people, must have experience with the kitchen and can use cooking utensils. In addition, no other skills or knowledge are required.
Canna stared confused, curious about what Odo wanted to make with the production room. “Fast food and durable land, made of marine material. There is food in Felixia like that,” muttered the witch while putting her hands in front of her mouth and thinking.
He slightly lifted the robe, then crouched down in front of the production room and thought about it. Observe each machine, layout to kitchen tools provided. Unable to guess it, the white-haired woman stood back up and muttered, “What is that cooking from the previous world? The menu in the store also I have never heard of anywhere.”
“Not really, such foods should be in Moloia.”
“Kyaa!!” Canna was immediately startled and jumped into the production room. He immediately woke up and looked panicked, staring wryly with a frowned. “Ke-Why is Father even here?” ask her tremblingly. Taking a deep breath, the woman tried to calm down.
The young man who suddenly came was none other than Odo, he was seen holding a parchment with his right hand and looking friendly. While smiling lightly he replied, “Just checking. Although this warehouse is cheaper, but for all the furniture in it is very expensive. Where may I not do the control ...”
The young man walked in, looked at the scan for the items inside the production room and made sure what was listed in the parchment was all in place. Seeing that Odo could not normally hold such a note, Canna was a little curious and approached to take a look at the contents.
“Eng?”
Canna's forehead immediately shriveled, looking confused by the contents of the parchment paper that there was only a sequence of numbers that looked random all. Not having time to ask, Odo rolled up the parchment and put it into the storage dimensions on the gloves.
“Everything has been sent, the Old Man is indeed reliable about this business. People who are deep in their field and become professionals are different,” muttered the young man while putting both hands to the waist.
“Yang did the Magic Circuit tuning and the circuit that's it, loh.”
“Hmm ...” Odo turned towards Canna, put his left hand over her head and rubbed gently. “Good work, Second Level Expert magician is good,” praise while smiling.
Got the praise that sounded insincere, Canna's forehead shriveled but she could not refuse when her head was rubbed. While turning his eyes he complained, “The flattery continues to give, never myself given a gift. It feels like squeezed doang!”
“Then I go to the Hulla Workshop tonight. Are Mbak Luna and your little sister there tonight?” asked Odo while raising his hand from Canna.
“Hmm, they're there. When I presented the theories of Ayahanda, they were also interested and said they wanted a discussion together. I don't think it's a problem if they join the discussion, ‘kan?”
But having nowhere else to discuss such things, Odo nodded and said, “No problem, it will be around eight or seven I will be there.”
Taking one step and turning, the white-haired lady curtly said, “Don't be late, loh.”
“I'll work on.”
Odo walked out of the production room, then gazed out the sliding door ⸻ Passing the docked boats and gazing deep into the ocean. At first glance he stopped his steps and fell silent, appearing to be thinking about something and mute.
“Ayahanda, what's up?” canna asked after closing the door to the production room.
“Tak what ...” The young man turned to face Canna, then after thinking about something else he asked, “Omong-by the way, do you have any acquaintances to work with at this place? Even though Arca or Totto managed to bring in illegal immigrants, I cannot trust this place to them.”
While tilting her head and staring in wonder Canna asked, “Not him Ayahanda wants to entrust the affairs here to me?”
“Yah, indeed.” Odo briefly held his own side neck, then after sighing the young man said, “But in retrospect, I think it was too heavy. Means you'll be working in the archive section of the store and this place.”
“Ayahanda can hand over the store archives to Nanra. If it feels too heavy for a child, just order Elulu to help.”
Odo momentarily fell silent, understanding the plausible things Canna said and himself had also thought about it. What the young man was worried about was something else. Taking a breath for a moment, he stared flatly and asked again, “You witch, ‘ right? Working like this is just a distraction to raise research funding, right? I want workers who have free time.”
“Don't I get fired, nih?!”
“Not!” Both Odo's eyebrows twitched at a glance upon hearing the joke. Back turning around and stepping towards the main door of the warehouse, the young man explained, “You came to this city to seek research funding, ‘kan? Later you will return to Miqutor to continue studying, right? Well, then, I can't keep you here. You must continue your education and become a great wizard.”
Canna sped up and walked next to Odo. Turning to the young man, the white-haired wizard asked, “Are you pretending to be an old man again?”
Odo's footsteps stopped again before reaching the main door, as well as Canna. Staring at one of the Korwa figures next to him, the young man hesitantly replied, “That's right ..., at least I want to do something like a parent for you. If you're Korwa, then you're checking a copy of my genetic map, ‘ right? Genetic map of my main body …. ”
“Hmm ...” Kana's expression turned moody, turned towards the big boats on the dock and said, “That's why you are a Father, I told you that time.
“Let's at least let your father do something like a father. That's why I rule …. Demand the highest possible knowledge! Live full of happiness!”
“Now ... I've been happy.” Canna lowered her face, trembled and went back to remembering her sister - who had committed many sins and disappeared from the world. Holding back tears and raising her face, the woman softly said, “Ayahanda knows, I am very lucky compared to the other Korwa …. Them …. They're more face to face being on Dad's side than I am …. However, it was me who came out of their makeup that was even in full condition to stand beside Father like this ...”
“I know ...”
Odo was silent, able to feel and understand what the Korwa had gone through to gather his soul so that it could be reborn into the world. For those who create them, perhaps the Korwa is only a tool, for one of the important processes of world change.
But to Odo himself, he felt a strong bond with them. The main base of the Korwa was the person that the young man knew very well in his previous life, the one who reminded him of the meaning of being a living being.
“I say this one more time, Canna.” The young man with black hair stared intently at the woman he was talking to, put on a big smile and conveyed, “You must be happy. For the rations of your sisters, you must live with pride and happiness in this world. They fought and sacrificed their lives because they believed they would get it, only you could give the meaning behind their deaths.”
“You how many times Daddy said like that, I already understand kok.”
“As much as possible, I will continue to remind you and ask you to continue to be happy. You don't have to be burdened by the obligations they leave behind, just living happily is enough for them, Canna.”
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