Cthulhu Gonfalon

Chapter 158: Chapter 28

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The creation of fixed gates of transmission was a strange magic technique that contained many aspects such as magic, craftsmanship, alchemy, and spells. In general, each gate was made with the leadership of a high-ranking mage, with the assistance of a group of middle and low-level mages, and a lot of time and energy.

To build such a group of gates, people first needed to find a suitable place on the earth, and then build a magical beacon based on the coordinates of the location. This step was very complicated and involved geography and astronomy. For a common scholar who did not spend more than two decades in these areas, it was almost impossible to do.

After the establishment of the magical beacon, two gates of transmission needed to be built separately; two gates of transmission that had not yet been able to transmit.

This required a lot of precious material: an expensive metal with excellent magic conductivity was used to make the core of the magic formation, and another extremely hard expensive metal was used to create the shell of the magic formation. Precious stones and all kinds of materials could only serve as auxiliary materials, or consumables, in the process. Gold coins were quickly used like flowing water.

Because of the limited time of the existence of magical beacons, people needed to try their best to catch up with the time. To work overtime was unavoidable. Mostly sleep was cancelled. Therefore, the sobering medicament naturally became a necessity. This method of overdrawing the body must be criticized by the labor security department and the labor unions on the Earth. But this was an inevitable thing now.

If the speed was fast enough to build the two gates before the two magic beacons dissipated, then they could be joined together through a complicated ceremony. These two doors crossed many mountains and rivers, and ignored the barriers of space, turning the natural obstacle into a thoroughfare.

Going in from one side, people could come out from the other side; as long as you could pay for the transfer.

Yes, although the gate could continue to exist through the acquisition of magic in the natural world after its completion, if you wanted to use it, it was generally necessary to add magic.

The powerful mages could, of course, pay this magical power themselves, and if they did not have this ability, they could only find help from other spellcasters. But the help would not be free. This money was not a small amount.

So, as Snowflake feared, establishing the gates was already a huge expense. The expense of using the gate was not to be underestimated. It was to the point that the cost was so high, that using the gate to solve the problem of being remote might not even reverse the loss.

But Sui wouldn’t listen to her. He thought this idea was good. Imagine: in every big city, whenever people want to travel, what would they choose? Would they choose to go to the nearby forest and be close to dangerous monsters? Or would they choose to go to the playground and have an exciting, but by no means dangerous, adventure?

Money? What is money for the rich?!

See that the bird can carry a box of gold coins...

His method of building gates of transmission was very different from that of ordinary mages. He first directly used materials to construct the original slabs of the gates. Then he began to make his avatars—each carrying the gate slab to various countries—build small gates of transmission in their capitals that interconnected with the giant gate located in amusement park.

However, his plan was met with setbacks at the very beginning. The rulers of various countries refused to establish such a gate in their own countries. Not a single country agreed to it.

He was angry, but he felt that he must be reasonable. So he requested that the gate should be built relatively close to the capital city.

This time, most countries gave their consent, but there was still a small country that did not agree. This was Duchy of Thunder, located to the west of the Confederation of Mifata.

The country’s rulers seemed to have a perverse delusion, and they always felt that an enemy would rush through the gates and attack the capital easily. No matter how Sui negotiated with them, they would never let go.

As a result, Sui Xiong left angry. Two months later, the giant jellyfish came flying, lifted his tentacles, and removed the city walls from the capital of the Duchy of Thunder.

Naturally, something else happened during this process. For instance, the Duchy of Thunder sent troops to fight against this horrible beast. They issued a huge reward for suppressing this weird jellyfish. The Grand Duke of the Duchy of Thunder was so angry he died of cerebral haemorrhage. In short, small things that didn’t have anything to do with Sui Xiong.

He just did some civil work honestly. He was an engineering jellyfish who couldn’t compete with the world, so who could make trouble with him?

“How do you like it?” He said to the suppressors who were hung in the air swaying, like a pendulum. “I’m such a good and affable person that I don’t compete with the world, so who can be so hard-hearted as to hurt me?”

Those risk-takers who tried to eliminate the horrible big jellyfish for high reward without regard for danger faced each other and were in trepidation. They did not know how to answer.

Sui didn’t mean for them to answer. He devoted himself to constructing the gates, and finally successfully completed them.

As for why the base of the gate looked so strange, like the gate to a palace? This was the uncanny workmanship of nature...

The final result of this incident was that the ‘unreasonable and eccentric jellyfish’ became famous throughout the mortal people’s countries on this continent. Everyone knew of the existence of this strange jellyfish and the many legendary stories about him.

In these stories, Sui Xiong was either a villainous demon king, or a funny and amusing clown, or a ridiculous person...

“Oh, these friends have opinions!” Sui Xiong looked at the information that Ray asked people to send him, and looked at the bard that was sent here along with the information. He was very interested, and nodded, “Your idea is very personal! Creative! Extraordinary!”

In that piece of information, it was clearly recorded that bard Thewgue, personally called ‘Thewariet von Storlovsky Franz,’ sang and told a story on the street. He declared that the “unreasonable giant jellyfish” was actually a special species called the “Jade Jellyfish,” and anyone who ate it could enjoy everlasting youth, an endless lifespan, good erections, and be more masculine than any man.

According to Ray’s intention, this blasphemous guy should just be tied up and thrown into the fire. However, the city owner Kasalie felt that the bard was singing well, that his stories were interesting, and that his talent was rare. Therefore, under her proposal, Ray temporarily pardoned this guy’s fire penalty, and instead sent him to the amusement park so that His Majesty Void Mask could punish him himself.

As for whether he would be devoured or peeled? Or steamed or fried? He deserved it!

Sui Xiong did not think so. His idea was very similar to that of Kasalie. There were many smart people in the world and many could sing. However, there were few who were creative, dared to create their own stories, and were not afraid of dying even after compiling such stories!

It was similar to how there were many people on the earth who liked to compile jokes on the Internet. However, there were extremely few who dared to tirelessly and professionally compile rebellious stories.

The talent was rare! In particular, these kinds of talented people, who were a bit stupid to some extent, were even rarer than giant pandas!

So, in the end, this Thewariet von Storlovsky Franz—his name was too long, so in spite of his protests, Sui wrote Thewgue instead on the verdict—was sentenced to long-term corvée labour. The content of his corvée labour was that he lived in the playground and was responsible for singing, telling stories, and making people happy.

“I protest! Only when I’m happy myself can I make people happy!” Thewgue was tied up by a string, and was held by two fighters with an axe on his neck. Still, he struggled and shouted, “I cannot tell a happy story in the case of doing corvée labour!”

Sui Xiong praised this guy for his spirit of not fearing death. He asked, “What do you need to be happy?”

Thewgue suddenly came to the spirit and said, “I need cute girls! Only with lovely girls around me can I be happy! The more lovely girls I have, the happier I can be!”

Sui raised his eyebrows with a seeming smile, and ordered, “Hand him over to Josh, and remember to tell him about the dialogue between us.”

The two strong soldiers took Thewgue out and faithfully executed the orders of Sui Xiong.

“Your idea is good!” Josh smiled and said to Thewgue, after listening to their narrative. “I think your ideals are completely correct, but there is a minor issue that is not worth mentioning.”

“What’s the problem?” Thewgue looked at Josh’s calm smile and felt somewhat nervous.

“First come, first serve. But you are too late!” Josh took Thewgue’s belt and put the bard who was tied up on his back as if he were carrying a bag. Then he went to the red dragon that slept beside the rocky mountain.

“Fafnir, wake up! I have an individual to introduce to you!”

The half-asleep red dragon opened its eyes and looked at the sky. Then he said unhappily, “Why don’t you wait for a few hours? When the sun goes down and I finish my work, and we can go to the pub and talk about it slowly. Now it’s my time for conserving strength and building up my energy...”

Josh slightly smiled and introduced Thewgue to Fafnir.

“Oh?!” Fafnir listened to his introduction, and the hot air of horror slowly rose from him. It stared at Thewgue with its huge eyes, and Thewgue was frightened and sweat on his back.

After a while, Fafnir slowly said, “Medium well-”

“What do you mean?” Thewgue yelled before Josh had time to speak, .

Fafnir ignored him and said to Josh, “-tastes best.”

After thinking about it, Josh said, “I can give you a piece of liver, which is suitable for medium rare.”

“Don’t! Why does it sound like you want to eat me!”

Josh also ignored Thewgue’s yelling and screaming. He thought for a while and said, “This guy is a bit dirty. I’ll wash him, how about it?”

“Don’t bother. The big jellyfish taught me a trick called ‘beggar’s chicken;’ you wrap the guy with moist mud, and then burn it until it’s all red. When it cools down naturally, we can get rid of the dirt together, and the rest is cooked meat.”

Thewgue was extremely scared. He was not very afraid of death, but he was chilled by the thought of being made a live ‘beggar’s bard.’

So this guy gave in, wore a fancy robe, painted his face like a clown, painted a note with oil paint on his left face, and honestly played sanxian and flute. He soon became a popular role in the playground.