Astronomer Copernicus

"When we launch the rocket, particles in the air will release scorching heat. We'll have to protect the rocket, or it'll wind up a hunk of melted metal."

"The skin of the fierce Cloned Beasts near the obeservation site would be perfect insulation."

"Also, please go to Jale for me. Get some fire resistance potions from Ptolemy the inventor."

"The skin of fierce Cloned Beasts is very tough and resistant to fire; it makes perfect insulation."

"MOJO-9 happened to break just now. Did you bring back the skin of the fierce Cloned Beasts and fire resistance potions?"

"Ptolemy wanted to be my astronaut?" Copernicus took the skin and potions and snickered.

"He is too old; he'd never make it. How about you?"

"I'm gonna go down in history for this, I just know it1" Copernicus marked the design map gleefully.

"High in the sky, the rocket will encounter bitterly cold temperatures. If we're not careful, the fuel could freeze solid."

"We must add coldness-resistant ingredients to the fuel."

"The fierce blood in Muscular Bone-Eating Drakes can produce coldness-resistant ingredients. Why don't you run along and get me some?"

"If the engine of the rocket breaks down as it soars through the increasingly chilly atmosphere, our whole mission will be a loss. The coldness-resistant ingredients are critical."

"It's easy to find Muscular Bone-Eating Drakes near the observation site. Bring me their blood."

"Ah, fierce blood! We have everything we need now."

"You're the best assistant I've ever had. Would you like to consider becoming a scientist?" Copernicus asked, awed.

"Now we just have to find an astronaut." He winked at you.

"You're too good to just be a mere assistant."

"You should be an astronaut on the first flight!"

"But you need to visit the southern Great Axe Lair first. The Giant stole a box of rocket materials and hid them; go find them! It's the last step."

Can - can you imagine if the Giant tried to put on the Spacesuit? I mean, how funny would that be? He'd stretch it all out and tear holes in the elbows. Copernicus fell to the ground, hysterically laughing. You didn't really see why it was so funny.

"They stole this stuff a while ago, but it still seems okay." Copernicus suddenly burst out laughing.

"Sorry, I'm still thinking about the Giant in a Spacesuit. Now that's comedy!"

"Okay, time's a'wasting. I need to install the components I just brought back." Copernicus rolled up his sleeves.

"I hope those Giants don't come back to bother me again." Copernicus looked worried.

"If they ruin this rocket launch, all of our work will have been in vain."

"Go teach those giants a lesson so they won't come disturb me while I'm working."

"I never bothered those Giants. Why do they have such a big problem with me?"

"I wonder what their plan is."

"Ah, it's so much quieter without the Giants. I can work much more efficiently now."

"And it's all because of you, my loyal assistant." Copernicus smiled at you.

"If you didn't deal with those Giants, I could have gone mad. And nobody likes a mad scientist."

"I just noticed that the design of the propeller has some problems; it needs a stronger fire to launch the rocket."

"The holy fire the plateau giants guard is extremely powerful."

"Please get the blue holy fire in the altar on top of the Great Axe Lair. Watch out for the giant chief, Waltawa, who watches over it."

"You may need to enlist help. If you don't defeat Waltawa, you'll never get the fire, and you can kiss your Space Camp-fueled astronaut dreams goodbye."

"The mysterious holy fire on the giant altar should launch my rocket."

"How exciting!"

"This scorching fire is chock full of mana. It will work perfectly!"

Copernicus placed the fire in a special bottle.

"Okay, back to work. I'll let you know when the rocket's read to go." Copernicus grinned. "I hope it'll be soon!"

"If we can successfully launch the rocket, it will be a landmark invention!" Copernicus clasped his hands together in excitement.

"When it's ready, you are welcome to visit."

"Good; the surroundings are a-okay, so we can launch the rocket." Copernicus browsed his design book.

"There is a lot to do, but my robot assistant is broken. Want to be my temporary aide?"