Chapter 34 – Cherry Blossoms? What About Cherry Blossoms? (2)
It seems that Veera was planning to walk to El Harda, the capital of the Elheim Kingdom, on foot. You know how many weeks it will take…
It’s frustrating. I rushed to the damaged artifacts in the nearby city. I put a few jewels in to disguise the artifacts as ordinary trinkets, and although the magic formula was all damaged by the strange lightning strike, the artifact itself looked like new on the outside.
If there’s one problem…
“What? 3000 gold? Are you kidding me right now?”
“Hmm. Even if you say that, if it’s not a product guaranteed by Elrod Firm, well, it’s not very trustworthy. You don’t know if this product is real, or if it’s a counterfeit that has been lovingly crafted with magic. But it’s me, so this I’m willing to pay for it, and I wouldn’t accept it anywhere else.”
It was difficult to say, but the face held back a smile. It seems that this fucking bastard sees me as a pet and is determined to pull out the stick.
What? A magical counterfeit? How is it different from a jeweler arguing, ‘I’ll pay you 30% of the asking price’ because it might be a gold plated item from a customer who came to sell a gold ring? I don’t even know who the fuck is the opponent, and I only reveal the money, so my head is peeling off like that.
And, higher than Elrod? The place where I was caught cheating while doing business with me the other day, and the guy who ran the company lost his hair to me? At the point where he said that he only accepts goods from such assholes, I could see what a terrible merchant this bald head was.
Since I don’t have eyes to look at things, I know that the things I put out are expensive, but I don’t know exactly how much they are, so I’m sure I’ll try to find fault with this and that and buy it at a low price. Besides, since I’m a beggar-like nobleman with no entourage from abroad, I’m in a hurry, so I think I’ll get what I give.
I’m still annoyed by some goddamn bastard who got in my way and almost died, but does this worm look down on me? I have to leave the cannon alive…
“Hey, hey… Calm down for a second.”
I contemplated whether to smash this goddamn bald merchant’s head like cracking an egg, then realized I wasn’t alone and let go of my anger for a moment.
“…Huh. Veera, I think I’m going to look a little ugly. Could you step aside for a moment?”
“Yes? But…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll do my best to restrain myself.”
“…”
As soon as Ms. Beera reluctantly stepped outside, I grabbed the Chaos Fragment hanging around my neck with my left hand and drew out the magical power. And the first thing I did with that magic was to set up a small barrier inside the store to prevent other people from entering and making it soundproof.
“Oh, that necklace looks quite expensive. If you sell that, I might give you an extra 500 gold…”
Kwajik.
The bald merchant’s words did not lead to the end. It was because a black hand protruding from the wall grabbed his manly head and slammed it into the desk.
“Uh, ugh…! Eh, what is this…”
[Hey.]
Cooong!
And I had no intention of ending it with just one.
[I mean, you know I don’t know anything, and it’s really disgusting to see you try to eat me. You almost said something harsh in front of your companion.]
“Ugh, ugh…!”
The bald merchant looked up at me with terrified eyes and gasped for breath, weighed down by the turbid magic I radiated.
Cooong! Kwajik!
“Ugh, ugh…!”
[What are you looking for?]
Thud! Cooong! Bang!
“That, stop…”
[Ha, don’t you open your eyes straight? Let’s see which one will be faster between you figuring out the subject and having your manly head cracked?]
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Sah, save me! I was wrong! I, stupid me, did not dare to recognize the noble person and committed a great offense! Please, please save my life…!”
If you lengthen the floor, it will take care of itself, but you don’t have to use your hands to make it yourself. When I released my black hand, the bald merchant sat down on the floor with both hands covering his forehead, trembling.
[Hmm. If I let you live like this, I’ll be sure to report it to the guards. Then, since it’s annoying, it would be more convenient to just kill you and take the amount of money you need from the safe.]
“Hee, hee hee hee…!”
[But…]
Damn I snapped my fingers and dispelled the spell. After disabling the barrier and healing the scar on my bald forehead, I showed the familiar ‘smile of a terrifying villain’.
“Then my innocent companion might be in trouble. So maybe I’ll give you one special chance. I’m thinking of leaving for just the money I put out for the jewels. What do you think?”
“Mu, of course! I’ll prepare the money right now!”
Saying so, the bald merchant ran to the back of the store.
Of course, I didn’t bring the money, but I tried to report it to the guards with the magic crystal ball provided inside, so I lightly separated the neck of the idiot who asked for one more chance while being held by the scruff of the neck, and then opened his safe to collect the travel expenses.
I definitely gave it a chance to live. It was he himself who threw it away. If I had just calmly paid the right amount, I could have preserved my neck along with the expensive jewels.
There’s no need to give a second chance to someone who has already failed me. After taking the artifacts I had taken out to sell, I left the store and flipped the sign that said ‘Open’ to ‘Away’. And when I left the store, as expected, a troublesome situation was taking place in the present tense.
“Hey, lady. Are you alone? How about, why don’t you play with us for a while?”
“Sorry, but I have a group. I appreciate the offer, but I’ll decline it.”
“Kukkeuk. Don’t be so mean, just give me some time, huh?”
Vira’s appearance was a fresh and beautiful flower, and bugs were bound to entwine around the pretty flower. I sighed and walked over to her vira to shield her from her three tough mercenaries surrounding her.
“Excuse me for a moment. Do you have any business with my party?”
“Hmm? What is this corrupt and sullen bastard? It’s none of your business, so get out of the way. Our opponent is a pretty girl over there.”
The mercenary grabbed me by the collar with a soft hand. I rolled my eyes at that action. Well, since I don’t know who I am, I could be rude like this. But if you grab it with dirty hands, my clothes will get dirty. This outfit, I’m quite fond of it.
[Do it in moderation.]
“Ugh…?!”
With a little bit of the remaining magic power drawn to attack the shopkeeper, he clenched the mercenary’s hand tightly. Then the mercenary twisted his face and whimpered to free his arm, but instead of letting go of his wrist, I continued to speak with more strength.
[When a person speaks kindly, why don’t you listen? Or… Will you learn to listen carefully to what others say when you lose the use of one arm?]
“Hey, let go of this…!”
[That’s half talk. When asking someone for a favor, should I speak politely?]
Aaaaagh!
“Ugh…! I-I didn’t do it right! Boo-please let go of this hand…!”
“It will be right away.”
“Keukssuk…!”
Took. When I let go of my hand, the mercenary retreated back, covering the area where he was caught. Before long, the mercenaries surrounding Bira and I exchanged glances. As soon as they attacked, they prepared to subdue them with magic, but the mercenaries quietly retreated.
But I didn’t see them as guys who would just leave like this. In case you leave the village and come after me… I used the remaining magic power and planted a little darkness in one of the mercenaries. There should be no problem with this.
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
“Yes, thanks. I think it was good to accompany you. Are all warlocks that strong?”
“Well, I guess not? I haven’t met any other warlocks, but I guess I’m just a little odd. Now, I’ve got enough money, so let’s get in the wagon and leave town. Maybe they’ll gather the others and come back to retaliate. There might be.”
“Yes, that would be nice.”
Anyway, this city is not very safe. It’s to the point where a tough guy in broad daylight flirts with a woman from out of town. I sensed that Violence was using even the troops that should have been used to maintain the public order for that nonsense.
It’s crazy. Only in this world where no one can win due to the setting, will you revive the strongest being, the former warrior, and dominate it to use it as your own chess piece?
Violence is not a person to fall for such nonsense. The news that the recent beastman hunt was caused by an aristocrat’s brain was all made up by her.
In fact, all she wanted to do was purify one tribe as an example to rule out the possibility that a tribe of beastmen growing her power would later become bandits and plunder the kingdom. And the aristocrat who said she was executed must have been the guy who had her grievances with her in fact. Giving citizenship to prisoners? With her apology for her mistake, he intended to place them in his sphere of control.
Even though each of her actions may seem impulsive and hasty, they are all her intentions. By portraying herself as her ‘girl with powers but yet lacking in her abilities’, she easily distinguishes her enemies from her allies and excuses her own actions as the whims of an immature tyrant. Only do
That’s why I thought that this rumor might be the same, but it seems to be true this time. Because it seems that the entity that makes it possible to bring the dead back to life is involved in this.
All in all, seeing that I was alone and I was attacked on the way to the city where she was, I can only say that she must have some kind of relationship. Perhaps her plan to dominate her former warriors was the result of the god who attacked me manipulating her behind her back.
Yes, that god is the problem. Obviously, this world was created by the goddess Luminous, and as long as the play began, even she, the creator, appeared proudly in a situation where she could not intervene in the affairs of this world, and tried to kill me, one of the important actors?
Considering that the Goddess Luminus warned me before the connection was cut off, that god is probably hostile to Luminus. The reason for trying to kill me and inducing Violens to revive her ex-hero and make her a puppet is to ruin her play.
Do you think I’ll let it go like that? My life depends on the success of this play. Besides, I made a promise to the goddess Luminous. As a villain actor and internal coordinator, I will help the play end safely.
Are promises meant to be kept? In order to keep my promise to God, I thought of a way to exclude other divine beings, and boarded a carriage to the capital with Veera.
*
When I first met him, he was dead in the middle of the forest, completely charred. It was truly horrifying to see his skin not only tanned, but completely blackened. Even more surprising was that he was still alive.
He let out her labored breath and asked her to place his necklace in her hand. Even though the gown that gave off the necklace around his neck was very ominous, he still couldn’t bear to refuse the request of the person who was about to die.
As he requested, she placed the necklace in his hand and recited a eulogy. I don’t know how he came to be in such a terrible state, but at the moment he prayed that his soul would be forgiven for his sins in life and head to paradise.
He woke up The sound of the man’s voice, who must have been dead, startled Veera, and she fell over, witnessing an unbelievable sight.
His charred body, which had been thought to be incurable unless he was a chosen saint who saved the lives of countless people by the side of a legendary warrior long ago, began to heal in an instant.
It’s magic. But… Is this really possible?
As his skin returned to its original color, she saw something she hadn’t seen before. Something that looks like a tattoo engraved all over his body. It was definitely a magic circuit.
Each of his hands had offensive and defensive magic, and all sorts of healing magic circuits were engraved on his chest.
If you engrave a magical circuit on your body in this way, you can use magic the moment you activate your magic without needing a chant or a magic circle. However, this method must have been almost abandoned by now because it shows absurdly disastrous magic efficiency at the cost of convenience…
The reason the man’s body recovers is probably the effect of activating that magic formula engraved on his body. But… If you want to heal that level of wounds with that magic formula, the amount of magical power you need will be beyond your imagination. The magical power that could have used magic to turn an entire kingdom into powder was being used to treat just one person.
And the source of that magical power is probably that necklace. It must be the ominous object she had put directly into her hand.
Who the heck is this guy? And what about that necklace?
Meetings by chance, and all meetings in the world are inevitable. Veera wanted to know who he was and what he was like. How on earth did this peculiar man, who proudly returned from the brink of death and casually gave thanks, came to be like that?
If you travel together, you will understand naturally. Maybe… No, no. It’s not once or twice that I’ve had rash expectations and been disappointed, so there’s no need to get excited. Whether it is certain or not, it is enough to know gradually. I was a little anxious about traveling alone. Besides, the destination must have been the same, and Veera decided to accompany him.
Then, back to the present, Vira looked at him in a strange way as he slept peacefully in the uncomfortable carriage.
Rumbling.
The carriage the two rented was in the best condition among those available in the city, but it was inconvenient compared to the carriages that nobles rode.
The hard floor hit the butt every time the wagon rattled, so it was impossible to fall asleep, but the companion sitting across from Vira was sleeping well in such an uncomfortable space.
From the outside, he seemed like a son of a wealthy family, but he didn’t seem to care about his surroundings more than he thought. And Veera, slowly examining him while he was asleep, suddenly caught his gaze somewhere.
“…Hmm?”
Between the two legs, something that was strangely inflated to show off its presence came into confusion for a moment. Realizing what it was, Vira blushed and turned his head, but soon he moved his eyes and glanced at it.
Rain was not a sexually innocent virgin to the extent that she didn’t even know the difference between a man’s and a woman’s body, and she already knew that it was a natural menstrual phenomenon for a man’s genitals to change like that while he was sleeping. But… Is the original male genital organ so cut?
Compared to the man’s things she had learned from her book, his was well over twice the size even though it was hidden under his clothes, and Vira was not disinterested in sex.
“…Me too, what do I think of the first person I met…”
But, to be honest, there’s nothing strange about it. His face is pretty in its own way, and it’s close to her aesthetic taste, so if you look at whether you like it or not, it’s on the good side.
In addition, when she is surrounded by tough men, she lightly chases them away to protect herself. To be honest, even if it was the first time we met, I couldn’t help but like it quite a bit.
“…Whoops.”
Besides, his sleeping figure was quite pleasant to watch. The usual person, how to say, feels like he’s wearing a mask. With his face covered by a curved mask, he feels as if he is playing someone other than himself. That’s why his face, defenselessly asleep like now, seems to have revealed his true self behind the mask, and Veera spent time admiring his sleeping face.
