You Didn't Tell Me the Start of My Transmigration Was a Gate
CH 50.2
Chapter 50 Part 2: Revitalized
“The human race on Earth is relatively thin and weak, so they die easily, and their natural healing power is poor.”
Theodore read along with my translated text.
The finger-sized creature squatted down, looking like a fairy or a doll, but I was used to it by now and it only bothered me.
“The atmosphere lacks magic, and because of this, it does not recognize the existence of cognitive magic. In place of magic, something called ‘Technology’ has developed…”
“Theo.”
“Yes?”
“Shut up.”
It got on my nerves. My head was already spinning trying so hard to translate the text to the Toluk language that I didn’t even know well enough to understand…
“I brought you a macaron to fill yourself with.”
“I ate them all!”
“What, all of them?”
He nods vigorously at my question.
I mean, I brought him three of them, each the size of his torso, and he ate them all?
Does he have a stomach the size of his body?
How is that possible?
He squints his eyes at me, and I can tell he’s been stabbed.
“Oh, don’t look at me like that! I’ve never seen a dessert in this form before! It’s so sweet with so much sugar, it must be worth more than gold.”
“Well, whatever.”
I just picked it up at the convenience store.
“And the pictures? I gave you a book of 72 pictures of the animals of the Earth.”
“I’ve already seen them all!”
‘What? Already?’
“Look at it one more time.”
“Why do I have to look at it again if I memorized it the first time?”
Theodore shook his head as if he really didn’t understand.
‘You’re a genius. Okay, I lose.’
I’d already lost the moment I’d been distracted by his rumblings. I put down my pen and looked at him.
“Don’t you have anything else to do? It seems like you’ve been here all day.”
“I have work to do, and I’ve already done it. The other guys are inefficient, not me! They’re taking two days to do something I can do in an hour, so I have no choice but to have more free time!”
I can understand how the employees who work for this guy feel.
He’s so condescending, but he’s so good at his job that there’s nothing to say, and it’s burning them up inside.
“But I’m not bored with you at all! I eat lots of interesting things. Also, where else am I going to see a guy studying Tolucian?”
That’s true.
There’s no way anyone else on Earth knows and studies Tulocian apart from me. I’m not proficient with it myself either. I learned it over my shoulder during the war, and it’s good enough for last-minute negotiations and stuff like that…
‘’ How much is this?
I can\'t do it.
Im going to hill you
At least in a way I can say it in… that weird level of Tolucian.
But there’s a part that I don’t know. It’s unkind, but if I nudge Theodore, he’ll give me an interpretation immediately.
“Come to think of it, how do you know Tolucian? The gate is set monolingual, so everything sounds like it’s being translated into the Earth language.” Theodore muttered softly.
“… I’m interested in Toluk, too.”
It’s true. Although I’m not that kind of interested like Theodore exudes toward Earth, It’s more of an anger, centered interest.
“The Otherworld is a fascinating place, I can’t help but be drawn to it! You’re an Earthling with an eye for aesthetics!”
I didn’t bother to deny it.
“Then tell me about the Toluk, too.”
“About Toluk?”
It’s a trick question, but it’s better to ask while I can.
“You said you work for the organization that oversees the gates, and from the sounds of it, there’s another higher power that orders you to build them.”
“That’s right. I wouldn’t call it a higher power, though.”
“Why?”
“It’s just that I’m not a…. Well, not really. It’s because work is just entertainment for me!”
“What?”
I thought to myself as I was about to say something else.
I know Toluk runs in a caste system. Of course, we’ve never greeted each other, and I don’t know the exact status of these men, but I vaguely recognize the hierarchy.
The assumption that Theodore must have come from a fairly high position in the community was almost a given. In fact, it was even rumored that he might be imperial.
In place of the non-commenting Theodore, scholars speculated that he was a nobleman, perhaps a marquis or a duke.
“…So. What’s it like up there?”
It was a more blatant prying than before. I’m asking about the Alliance after all.
‘It’s been a while since I tipped off Beelzebub about the military service irregularities of the officers. I wonder if that weakness has shaken the Alliance a bit?’
Theodore stared at me, as if gauging my intentions, and I didn’t look away. He was silent for a moment, and then he smiled brightly.
“I suppose I’ll have to let you off the hook. I can’t afford to lose my only Earthling friend!”
It’s obvious he considers me more of an observational subject than a friend, but he doesn’t say it out loud.
“In a word. I guess you could call it a mess!”
“A mess?”
“Yes, because it hasn’t been long since our higher-ups, the Alliance, were properly organized.”
“Only recently…?”
‘The Gate has been around for over a hundred years, and the Alliance has only recently been organized. How can that be?’
“Yes, it is. Our side has a very deep emotional divide between humans and other races, so… We were not an allied force at first, just a resistance group formed by humans among themselves. It’s only now that all races have joined in and given it the name ‘Alliance’ because we need to find a way to survive.”
You mean there was a backstory like that?
‘This…. Is better than I thought.’
It was common knowledge that the humans of the Alliance didn’t get along with the other races, but this bad?
I’d thought they’d fallen out over turf battles, but that wasn’t the case.
The Alliance were the ones who put the broken plates back together in the first place, and a slightest hint of suspicion is enough to break that already broken plate again.
“The human race on Earth is relatively thin and weak, so they die easily, and their natural healing power is poor.”
Theodore read along with my translated text.
The finger-sized creature squatted down, looking like a fairy or a doll, but I was used to it by now and it only bothered me.
“The atmosphere lacks magic, and because of this, it does not recognize the existence of cognitive magic. In place of magic, something called ‘Technology’ has developed…”
“Theo.”
“Yes?”
“Shut up.”
It got on my nerves. My head was already spinning trying so hard to translate the text to the Toluk language that I didn’t even know well enough to understand…
“I brought you a macaron to fill yourself with.”
“I ate them all!”
“What, all of them?”
He nods vigorously at my question.
I mean, I brought him three of them, each the size of his torso, and he ate them all?
Does he have a stomach the size of his body?
How is that possible?
He squints his eyes at me, and I can tell he’s been stabbed.
“Oh, don’t look at me like that! I’ve never seen a dessert in this form before! It’s so sweet with so much sugar, it must be worth more than gold.”
“Well, whatever.”
I just picked it up at the convenience store.
“And the pictures? I gave you a book of 72 pictures of the animals of the Earth.”
“I’ve already seen them all!”
‘What? Already?’
“Look at it one more time.”
“Why do I have to look at it again if I memorized it the first time?”
Theodore shook his head as if he really didn’t understand.
‘You’re a genius. Okay, I lose.’
I’d already lost the moment I’d been distracted by his rumblings. I put down my pen and looked at him.
“Don’t you have anything else to do? It seems like you’ve been here all day.”
“I have work to do, and I’ve already done it. The other guys are inefficient, not me! They’re taking two days to do something I can do in an hour, so I have no choice but to have more free time!”
I can understand how the employees who work for this guy feel.
He’s so condescending, but he’s so good at his job that there’s nothing to say, and it’s burning them up inside.
“But I’m not bored with you at all! I eat lots of interesting things. Also, where else am I going to see a guy studying Tolucian?”
That’s true.
There’s no way anyone else on Earth knows and studies Tulocian apart from me. I’m not proficient with it myself either. I learned it over my shoulder during the war, and it’s good enough for last-minute negotiations and stuff like that…
‘’ How much is this?
I can\'t do it.
Im going to hill you
At least in a way I can say it in… that weird level of Tolucian.
But there’s a part that I don’t know. It’s unkind, but if I nudge Theodore, he’ll give me an interpretation immediately.
“Come to think of it, how do you know Tolucian? The gate is set monolingual, so everything sounds like it’s being translated into the Earth language.” Theodore muttered softly.
“… I’m interested in Toluk, too.”
It’s true. Although I’m not that kind of interested like Theodore exudes toward Earth, It’s more of an anger, centered interest.
“The Otherworld is a fascinating place, I can’t help but be drawn to it! You’re an Earthling with an eye for aesthetics!”
I didn’t bother to deny it.
“Then tell me about the Toluk, too.”
“About Toluk?”
It’s a trick question, but it’s better to ask while I can.
“You said you work for the organization that oversees the gates, and from the sounds of it, there’s another higher power that orders you to build them.”
“That’s right. I wouldn’t call it a higher power, though.”
“Why?”
“It’s just that I’m not a…. Well, not really. It’s because work is just entertainment for me!”
“What?”
I thought to myself as I was about to say something else.
I know Toluk runs in a caste system. Of course, we’ve never greeted each other, and I don’t know the exact status of these men, but I vaguely recognize the hierarchy.
The assumption that Theodore must have come from a fairly high position in the community was almost a given. In fact, it was even rumored that he might be imperial.
In place of the non-commenting Theodore, scholars speculated that he was a nobleman, perhaps a marquis or a duke.
“…So. What’s it like up there?”
It was a more blatant prying than before. I’m asking about the Alliance after all.
‘It’s been a while since I tipped off Beelzebub about the military service irregularities of the officers. I wonder if that weakness has shaken the Alliance a bit?’
Theodore stared at me, as if gauging my intentions, and I didn’t look away. He was silent for a moment, and then he smiled brightly.
“I suppose I’ll have to let you off the hook. I can’t afford to lose my only Earthling friend!”
It’s obvious he considers me more of an observational subject than a friend, but he doesn’t say it out loud.
“In a word. I guess you could call it a mess!”
“A mess?”
“Yes, because it hasn’t been long since our higher-ups, the Alliance, were properly organized.”
“Only recently…?”
‘The Gate has been around for over a hundred years, and the Alliance has only recently been organized. How can that be?’
“Yes, it is. Our side has a very deep emotional divide between humans and other races, so… We were not an allied force at first, just a resistance group formed by humans among themselves. It’s only now that all races have joined in and given it the name ‘Alliance’ because we need to find a way to survive.”
You mean there was a backstory like that?
‘This…. Is better than I thought.’
It was common knowledge that the humans of the Alliance didn’t get along with the other races, but this bad?
I’d thought they’d fallen out over turf battles, but that wasn’t the case.
The Alliance were the ones who put the broken plates back together in the first place, and a slightest hint of suspicion is enough to break that already broken plate again.