Magicraft Meister Part 1

The morning of December 7, which John had been waiting for, arrived.

The breakfast consisted of rice porridge, miso soup, raw egg, pickled greens, grilled dried fish, and hojicha green tea.

It was a perfect Japanese meal.

Like it or not, John Dinney, an automata, ate all of them, and the elderly woman who served him was very pleased.

"I see you like our food," she said with a slight accent.

With a slight accent, she told us that her family had been rice farmers.

John wanted to hear more, but he couldn't because Darrow had arrived.

"Good morning, John. I apologize for the rush, but may I go now?

It was a little before 8:00 a.m. The sheik has already started his work.

"This way, please."

What John saw was a ...... rickshaw.

A strong rickshawman was pulling the vehicle. The paved surface of the road is the only reason they are able to do this. John and Dallow got on the rickshaw and headed for the <>.

The <> is located in a building called the <>.

It also houses the <> and is the de facto executive branch of government.

The rickshaw ride took 10 minutes and the two arrived at the Palace of the Diet. Since they had been informed in advance, the gate guard let them through right away.

"Come on in," he said.

After a 10-minute wait, they were ushered into the meeting room.

"Welcome, Mr. John Dinney.

Eighteen members of Congress were lined up around a round table. All of them had dark skin and dark brown hair, and were dressed like members of the House of Representatives.

I am John Dinney. It's an honor to meet you.

"Well, don't be so formal. Thank you for your time, Darrow. You can wait in the waiting room.

The senator at the far end of the room spoke up. John did as he was told and sat down in an open spot at the round table, while Darrow left.

Thirteen of the eighteen members were men and five were women. They ranged in age from their thirties to sixties.

There seemed to be something on the round table. I say "something" because it is covered with a cloth, so that it is difficult to distinguish it.

The councilor at the far end seems to be the chairman of the council and also the spokesman of the council.

"Let me be frank. We need a good ......, a very good magician (magi smith). I sincerely hope that you are the one.

"Yes, I will try."

John bowed his head. But the chairman shook his head.

"No, it's not enough just to try. Let's have a look at ......."

The chairman looked at him, and one of the council members removed a cloth from the round table.

"This is ......."

It was the arm of a golem.

"This is something we used to use, but it's broken. For example, can you fix it?"

The councilor removed the cloth and said with a worried look on his face.

"Let me see."

John lifted his arm.

It was skeletal and muscular. The shoulder joint was gone, but the elbow joint was still there.

There was a skeleton corresponding to the radius and ulna, and the wrist was close to a ball joint.

(This can be found at ......?　The skeleton is very old, but the skeleton is close to that of humans. The skeleton is close to human ...... but definitely not the work of a magical engineer "MagiCraft Meister" (......).

The chairman was about to voice his disappointment when he saw John's face as if he had seen something impossible.

I can fix it. But it's no use fixing just the arm, is it?　Where is the main body?

John looked up and answered. I decided that if I said I couldn't do it, that would be the end of it. The fact was that it could be fixed, and the roots of the problem would not be concluded here.

"Are you sure you can fix it?

"Are you sure it can be fixed?

"You're not lying, are you?

The quiet room suddenly became noisy. The chairman left the room for a while and then tapped the round table to calm everyone down.

"Mr. John, you are not lying, are you?　We have come to the point of no return, haven't we?　I'm going to ask you one more time. Can you fix it?

"Yes, sir."

The council members were again in an uproar when John assured them definitively that he could fix the problem.

"Okay. Okay, let's go see the sheik. He will tell us what to do."

The chairman pointed to a door in the back.

"Behind that door is a staircase. Down those stairs is the sheik's room. Listen to me there. I'll let you know, so there's no need to knock.

Okay, sir.

How he's going to get in touch with us, it's not worth prying into right now.

John stood up without hesitation, and the council members looked at him expectantly.

Behind the door, it was quiet and still. John's footsteps echoed down the stairs.

On the door at the end of the stairs, there was a sign in Chinese characters that read "(...)<>".

John opened the door with the expectation that these mysteries would soon be answered.

"Welcome, Master Magi Smith John Dinny.

There was a large desk and an elderly man sitting behind it, who appeared to be the sheik. There was also a young woman who appeared to be a secretary.

The chairman told me about you. I heard that you saw his arm and declared that you could fix it.

"Yes.

I see. Well, have a seat.

John sat down across the desk from the sheik.

John observed the other man.

His hair had originally been dark brown, but most of it had turned white. He must be about 60 years old. His skin color was slightly darker than the others, and his eyes were still brown.

His voice was full and firm, and he had the dignity of a sheikh.

"First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Hiro Mutu. I have been the sheikh here in Mitsuho for five years.

John wondered if this was his third term, since he had heard that the chief's term was two years. That means that he is competent in his own right.

"Let me make sure of one thing. Can you take a look at this?"

Hiro pulled out another golem arm.

Another golem arm?

Old John wondered if there was something special about repairing the Golem.

"That's right. Well, let's take a look at it and see what you think.

John took his arm in his hand and looked at it. This one, like the previous one, is quite well made.

"The material is steel. It is modeled after a human forearm and seems to have a high degree of freedom.

"Hmm. Anything else?"

"Yes,...... the muscles have deteriorated considerably. It's useless as it is. It needs to be replaced.

Can you do it?

Yes, if I had the right materials.

Are you sure?

The sheik was so moved that he put his hands over his face and looked down.

"What's going on?"

John asked, and Hiro looked up. His eyes were moist and his face was flushed.

"...... I think we finally found the one we've been looking for."

"What?"

"What?" "All I want from you is one thing. I only want you to go through that door.

Hiro points to a door further back in the office.

What happens after that, you'll have to ask the being on the other side. But first, I would like to answer your question. Is there something you want to ask me?"

Old John sensed that he was finally getting to the heart of the matter.

"Yes, I do. ......"

I wonder if I can get an answer to my question about letters and words here. Where did the tools and magic tools, which could be described as "orparts" seen from time to time, come from...the truth about the invasion 300 years ago...what was the truth about the invasion 300 years ago?

There were many questions that I wanted to ask, but the first question that John chose to ask was

"Do you know a person named Adriana Barbora Zetsi?

The question was "Do you know Adriana Barbora Tsezi?

Adriana Barbora Tsezi ...... No, I'm sorry. I don't know her. I think I have heard of her somewhere, but I can't remember.

"I see. ......"

The prediction that the former Magecraft Meister Adriana Barbora Zetsi might have done something in the past has not come true.

"That's enough, then. We may ask you about the rest when we come back.

John stood up and bailed.

"Okay. I hope ...... you come back safely."

John walked toward the door that Emir Hiro had told him to go to, although the way he said it was a little, or maybe a lot, tricky.

(You said ... ...... isn't it a human being?)

John put his hand on the door at the back.