Another world, Celeste

Chapter Twenty Nine

"Much better."

Zooming in, I could finally see the Sand Bears through the binocular and agrees with the first keeper statement.

"Yup, the identification tag is not showing."

When I try zooming in closer to the source of the identification tag on the Sand Bear, still no response.

"Alright. We know what needs to improve on," Chief notes.

Rewind to three days ago when Lord Sol and Chief presents the result of the presentation. Instead of giving a passing mark or a numerical grade, they will authorise the making of one magi device at a time and amongst the ones listed, the binocular is the easiest to start with, is what Lord Sol says but actually, Chief insisted on the binoculars first. Then, Chief drags me to the kiln to work on it immediately. After we successfully test the binocular by running around the forest, at some point Chief drops the idea about connecting the sanctuary's tracking mainframe to the binocular and with little persuasion to Lord Sol and Luna, the identification tag is added. Note that the identification tag will automatically appear for monsters and magical beasts that are registered in the sanctuary's system.

I first test it out on Archie and it says, 'Red Panda-12 [Special Trait]' and when I did the same to Bane, the identification tag doesn't appear since he doesn't belong to the sanctuary in the first place. Following that, Luna strongly recommends we do the prototype testing to determine the accuracy of the identification tag at the desert zone because the monster residents are harder to find and difficult to approach. She also mumbles the part about this being the easier way to check on the desert residents and avoiding getting repeatedly showered by sands all day.

"Let's move on to the next one. I won't be satisfied until all the monsters in this desert are correctly identified," Chief firmly states.

The laidback keeper checks the map with a tiring gaze. His reaction is understandable because we are still near the entrance of the desert zone.

"That will take us days, Chief. Not to mention the residents lurking underground," the laidback keeper attempts to persuade Chief.

"We will camp here. You have nocturnal monsters roaming in the desert, don't you? The binocular's heat sensor needs to be tested too. "

The laidback keeper half-hearted attempt at persuading Chief fails. With a defeated sigh, the laidback keeper closes the map and uses the communication magi device to notify the sanctuary's communication centre.

The responder from the communication centre swiftly responds, "Understood. We will set up the base camp and restock the daily supplies. Do you have any other request?"

The laidback keeper looks back at each of us and asking with his eyes as though repeating those same words to us are tiring for him.

The first keeper with the prototype binocular says, "Leader, request extra blankets for our guests."

Wait, leader? Who? The laidback keeper? Shaking my head, feeling doubtful.

The laidback keeper relay to the communication magi device by saying, "Blankets."

Simple and straight to the point.

The responder replies, sounding unfazed. "Extra blankets. Noted. Also, the director has already been informed of your situation and asked me to convey the message that she will come to inspect the earliest mid-afternoon tomorrow."

After settling the matter of our prolonged stay in the desert zone, the first keeper talks to the laidback keeper.

"Leader, shouldn't we report to the second team about the director's inspection?"

When there's no answer from the laidback keeper, he rephrases the request that made the laidback keeper flinch. "You'll get yelled at again if you don't keep them inform."

The laidback keeper surrenders and tells the first keeper to inform the second team.

"Come on, you lots. The sun won't wait for us."

Chief urges us to keep moving.

After getting off of Bane, Archie takes over the spot where I just stood. Walking up to the two keepers, I offer them the two popsicles that are in my hands.

"Please take one. I think you're going to need it."

"These are the ice on a stick I heard about from my brother," the first keeper speaks in delight.

I laugh and tell them that the ice on a stick is called a popsicle.

"Mmhmm," the laidback keeper mumbles incoherently with a popsicle in his mouth.

"Leader, at least please speak properly."

The first keeper thank me for the popsicles. Reaching for more popsicle in my storage, I offer one to Chief too.

"Sorry, Chief. I don't stock on fruit wine popsicles. Do you still want one?"

"I don't like tasting that cold, bland thing in my mouth," Chief refuses and instead open a cold flask to his dry mouth.

As we begin walking across the desert, I slowly savour the cold sweet taste in my mouth and glances at Archie riding on top of Bane and enjoying his paw-shaped popsicle.