[Silver Ash] - Become The Strongest In Another World
CHAPTER 232: Strange Symbiosis (2)

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After the figure that possessed the mouse disappeared, Noelle immediately put the mouse back into the cage, then turned on all the oil lamps for lighting.

The living room in her apartment room was instantly filled by the dim light from the oil lamp, and Noelle immediately sat back in her place.

There were a lot of things he thought about, but he was really confused so as not to know which one he should prioritize.

His mind continued to run non-stop, thus making him unable to focus as usual. Noelle then sighed and lowered her head, pinching the base of her nose between her two eyes.

At this moment, he really wanted to blame the figure of 'He Who Loves Fairy Tales and the Past' for having sent him and everyone into the dungeon.

That unexpected action had produced a terrifying chain effect, resulting in the current situation.

If only then 'He Who Loves Fairy Tales and the Past' hadn't helped Terneth cast a teleportation spell, then Noelle wouldn't be here right now.

He was sent to an unknown dungeon, exploring and fighting with all the absurd oddities, sent again to a place that was a former battle of the gods, and was, and it ends with him and Noir meeting each other.

Noelle knew it all, and she was eager to blame the figure of 'He Who Loves Fairy Tales and the Past' for all these problems. However, his mind became clearer. He realized that this was not entirely His fault', because basically all of this had been arranged by Voyager.

Voyager is the real mastermind of all this. They capture and subdue the Outer Gods, then utilize 'They' to complete some tasks.

Naturally, of course Noelle would not be able to win.

His opponent was a god, with an immeasurable power. In addition, there were also groups of people who could withstand 'They'.

There was no way a vampire who had not risen so long ago could defeat them.

" … I must reconsider my purpose … "

Previously, Noelle had hoped to find Chronoa. Although he initially believed it was a foolish act, he now realized he was far more stupid than he could have imagined.

Noelle was completely unaware that no one had recorded anything about Chronoa. The only time he could hear that name was when Anastasia said it.

(Is 'He' really there? )

Whatever the answer, it would be too rash to look for it now.

For now, Noelle had to focus on the problem in front of her.

'He Who Liked Fairy Tales and the Past' had previously said, that 'He' would contact Noelle again to discuss an agreement.

Even without 'She' explaining it directly, Noelle could guess what 'She' wanted.

(He planned to make me help him escape, but .. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. What does it mean .. )

—Help from me is not very prioritized, is what Noelle wants to say next.

It was obvious that 'She' was planning on getting Noelle to help her, but what could Noelle do for now? It seems like 'He Who Loves Fairy Tales and the Past' has considered that.

At Noelle's current level, it was highly unlikely to face Voyager alone.

At the very least, he needed a long preparation, and assistance from powerful Allies like the rest of the Asterisk.

(The problem with Noir has been very troublesome, and now I have to face two more? Why don't you let me rest .. )

Noelle let out a tired sigh as if trying to throw away all the heavy contents of her head. Then, he got up from his position, and walked languidly into the bedroom.

"There are too few clues, I'll delay this for later."

The wind magic Noelle cast instantly extinguished all the light from the oil lamp, and the living room was once again left pitch-black.

Noelle closed and locked her room, then lazily dropped her body onto the bed.

He began to think about all the things he had experienced today.

He got a new job, he learned how to serve customers properly, he learned how to make good sandwich, and he also learned how to brew different types of coffee on the menu.

Lastly, he bought her a rat tail and made one of them a container for being possessed by a foreign entity.

It was a strange day, but Noelle was satisfied with this.

He's never experienced any of this before. That was why, undeniably, he became a little excited.

The only thing lacking here, is Olivia's presence.

If Olivia was beside her, Noelle would have been busy telling stories while lying on her lap, and Olivia would have listened wholeheartedly while stroking her hair.

It was all common between them, but now Noelle realized how precious those times were.

" ……… Shit … "

Murmuring it, Noelle then closed her own eyes and let the drowsiness put her to sleep.

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The sun was still not fully rising, but a man who appeared to be in his middle age steadfastly walked without any disturbance.

The streets were still quite quiet, but some street vendors and police units began to fill that void slightly for several different purposes.

The man was—Dolf who had shiny black hair with little parts that had bleached—continues to walk without hesitation.

He walked down a deserted alley alone, returned to the main street by a shortcut, and finally arrived in front of a building.

The building had a rather shabby appearance, but the signboard that clearly indicated it was a shop could be seen plastered beside the door.

It was an antique shop, but the crossbar hanging on the doorstep showed that it was still closed.

Even so, Dolf unhesitatingly knocked on his door a few times, then just walked right in.

Instantly, a mixed scent of rusty metal, with antique dust began to fill his nose, making him want to sneeze for a moment.

"Old Yodes! Seriously, you have to clean this place up, or the customer might not come! "

Dolf's sudden shout shook the entire room. Finally, an old man came down the stairs from the second floor.

"Based on a disrespectful boy. How many times do I have to say not to come too early .. I'm still sleeping! "

The old man was named Yode, but most people called him Old Yode for some reason.

She has wrinkled skin as evidence of aging, fine white hair, sharp blackish-blue eyes, and a tall tall body that shows absolutely no trace of aging.

He was still wearing loose clothing, which indicated that he had just woken up. Even so, Dolf paid no heed to it and walked up to one of the tables.

At the table, there were several items, but what Dolf was concerned about was not an antique with much history, but a silver-plated pocket watch with a little extra gold.

"Is my order done? " asked Dolf as he lifted the still-closed pocket watch.

Old Yode was silent for a moment with a gloomy face, but he still forced himself to come down and approach Dolf. Then, he picked up some stuff from under his desk, then placed it all in front of Dolf.

Of course Dolf knows. In the past, he had dismantled his own pocket watch, and he was completely shocked to see how many gears worked just to move three small needles.

"I just need to find something for his energy source. Unlike all the clocks I've ever made, this one is so complicated that ordinary magic stones aren't suitable for its energy."

Old Yode raised a screwdriver with a small tip, then opened the back on the clock. There, there are dozens of gears of different sizes, intertwined with each other and waiting for something to move them.

In the middle of it all, there was one small piece that was still empty. It was a place to lay down his energy source.

If it was an ordinary clock, then Old Yode would only enter a small-sized magic stone to become his energy source. However, due to the huge difference there is structure and size scale, using magic stones is no longer suitable as it can destroy the function of mini gears with excessive energy.

After all, after being inserted as an energy source, the magic crystal would continue to supply a constant amount of energy to move the gears.

The number cannot be adjusted after it moves, which is why the difference in rotating speed will be fatal to many gears.

"I still have to redesign the energy source space. Maybe, it'll work if I give you two different sources of energy."

Dolf simply nodded, no matter what Old Yode's explanation meant.

The only thing he cared about, was his order.

"When can this be finished? "

"Normally it will take a week. You can imagine for yourself how blacksmiths can make gears of this size. Wellh, I could consider cutting the processing time if you pay more."

Dolf pondered for a moment. "If I increase the pay, when can you finish it? "

Old Yode smirked ruthlessly. "It all depends on how much you can give."

"I'll add four Lunar to this. When can you finish? "

"You can pick it up in the afternoon or evening! " answered Old Yode with vigor.

Dolf snorted for a moment, then leaned against the support pole.

Because it was too early in the morning, the Nautica bar cafe was still closed, and he also did not want to come too soon considering Felice was probably cleaning the place.

"Who is this watch for? Do you want to reward someone? "

"so. We have a new member coming, and I intend to give you a gift as a welcome sign."

"And this time it's a pocket watch, huh .. You really like giving your members gifts."

Old Yode laughed loudly as he tried to connect a silver chain with a certain part of the pocket watch.

Dolf said nothing, and only responded with a wry smile.

Then, he grabbed the pocket of his trench coat, and gave a piece of paper with a hand drawn picture.

Plastered on the paper was the figure of Noah Ashrain, drawn directly by Dolf.

"He looks like this."

Those two Old Yode hands that were working suddenly stopped. He turned to look at Noah's portrait which was actually just a hand painting.

"He's quite handsome, I'm sure that your place will be crowded with female customers later. Besides ... The picture of your hand is still very good as always."

Old Yode smiled wryly, then resumed his work. The drowsiness of being forcibly awakened is no longer visible.

Dolf again kept the picture, and turned to look back at Yode.

"I'm going back to the bar. Send it to me after you finish it, I'll pay for it later."

Without waiting for Old Yode to reply, Dolf had already left and left the store.

Old Yode, who was left alone there could only smile wryly in response.

"That brat never changes."

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On his way to the bar, Dolf suddenly stops while he is near the employee's apartment.

He looked in that direction, and found Noah's figure doing a pull up on an iron pole.

Near the place, there were several items that were sports equipment, and one of them was a wooden sword.

(I know he has experience, but .. I can't believe he has a daily schedule like this .. )

Even without being told, Dolf was aware that all the activities were part of Noah's daily schedule.

Most of the reason was supported by the appearance of Noah's fairly dense body muscles.

He hanged and lifted his own body with his support on the iron pole without difficulty. It is clear that he has good physical strength and stamina.

Dolf has a desire to greet him, but he politely goes on the journey not wanting to interfere with Noah's practice.

Instead, he increasingly hoped that his order pocket watch could be completed quickly.

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Arriving at the bar, Dolf is immediately greeted by Felice who is still cleaning the customer's desk.

"You came pretty quickly today, Captain," Felice said without stopping his hand.

Dolf just waved one hand with a smile in response, then walked into his room.

After sitting down, he began to check the documents on the table, and began to sign the necessary documents.

One of the documents reported the figure of Noah Ashrain, a new employee of the Nautica Saloon, as well as a new member of the Lunatic Order.

Dolf began to read the entire document carefully, then realized a little incongruity.

(He was from D'Cani, an orphan who lost his family to civil war. But ... It's very clear that he's not used to the Republic. The speaking accent is also different .. )

It all feels weird. However, the longer Dolf thought about it, the more he began to feel that it was all just a coincidence.

After losing his entire family, Noah Ashrain lives in the orphanage of the Church of the Goddess Zelica, before finally leaving to become an unofficial adventurer with several others.

(Nothing strange here. Maybe it's just my feelings .. )

As for the speech accent problem, Dolf was aware that Noah might have been outside the Republic for a long time, so he must have become a little unfamiliar with this place.

(True, nothing strange .. )

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