Chapter 251 – The Land of Merchants (1)
Me and Veronica washed him and returned to the room we had reserved.
“I’m back~☆! Senior! Here’s the cake!”
After waiting for a while, the party members returned. I nodded my head to my wives who were looking at me.
I feel like I am always indebted to the consideration of my wives.
“Ah, of course you have an older sister~? I’m sorry we came to eat alone!”
Lalilura smiled and handed the cake to Veronica as well.
“It’s a human kind of snack. Thanks. Let’s go together next time.”
Veronica gratefully accepted, as if it were even a prick on her conscience.
-Chin.
While holding Ralilura’s hand.
Knowing about her curse, Lari Lura opened her eyes wide, understandably surprised.
“What? Sister, what about the curse?”
“A little bit better. Thanks to the master.”
Veronica shyly averted her eyes. I was startled while opening the cake.
‘No, fuck it, you horse. How can you be honest?’
It’s nice to be honest, but you could have lied about doing something magical if there wasn’t a blush on her face.
Shade is also a type of magic, so I prepared a mental victory that says, “No goura~”, But what if I go straight to the truth?
“… Huh?”
And when he saw Veronica’s shyness, he made a strange noise called Lari Lou, who had reached her truth.
-Creak. Creak.
Ralilura’s face turned 90 degrees to face me.
What can I say about those bewildered eyes? It was painful to watch, like her child who realized her Santa and her grandfather were fantasies. Maximum guilt.
Naturally expecting this to happen, I savored the strawberry chiffon cake while looking in the wrong direction.
“This house makes good cakes.”
The present for Tirshi and the others could be the cookies sold at this cake shop.
A specialty cookie from Nidavellir, the home of dwarves! Wouldn’t it be appropriate for a business trip gift?
As expected, the best way to give a gift like this is to make it easy for the giver and not burdensome for the recipient. I thought so and took the cake to my mouth.
Black, it was delicious. Cake today.
***
Next day.
The three-person party of me, Fran, and Lalilura climbed the mountain near Hremar with the client, Hella.
“Snow. Won’t you go with me even if it snows? It’s not very strenuous.”
“I’m not even an adventurer, so it’s a bit strange to follow a request. Besides… Haam. Sleep deprivation because of the thesis… He said he wouldn’t get hurt. Take it easy and come.”
“Alright. I’ll pick up a songchung as a gift on the way.”
“Caterpillar? The hair on the body resembled you unshaved.”
“If that’s the fucking logic, then I should be excited about dog hair.”
“Where’s the purple haired bastard?”
Dana seemed to be having a hard time writing the thesis as proof that she hadn’t been there to play under the pretext of a business trip. It was a business trip that came out of the academic budget.
It seems that Veronica is also staying at the inn to help Dana with the thesis production while healing the aftermath of the first night.
‘Well, it wouldn’t be dangerous even if it wasn’t a full party.’
A simple collection request was followed by three people of the thread class level.
If this puts you in danger, all you can say is that Nidavellir is not a place for people to live.
“Warpool’s native place is just a little further away.”
Hella-san, riding on Lalilura’s puppet, said so.
Fran is wary, but Lingling is much safer in the arms of #3.5.
“Already? It came sooner than I thought!”
Even Laliru, who had been so angry last night and was relieved of his anger, was happy with Lingling riding on the 3.5.
It seems that the shock was great at first, but it recovered in 2-3 hours.
The main reason was that as Veronica’s curse was eased, her virginity, Lalilura, also became comfortable with her skinship with her who transformed into her animal. It’s like Veronica atone for her wrongdoing with her body. It sounds kind of naughty.
Anyway, the wind is cool, so it feels like a picnic.
In fact, even wild animals didn’t appear, probably because they were afraid of the appearance of a puppet.
─Thump. Thud,
It was good to see that Linglingi’s footsteps were strong, probably because the fuel efficiency and output had improved a lot compared to before. Bastard, you’re the boss of the company. Don’t give machoism level 5.
─Stupid.
It was then. Fran, who sensed the presence of the surroundings with the rune of the ring, blinked as if it was strange.
“Nor? Somehow a small animal is coming this way.”
“… Scallywag? What do you mean?”
A passing animal would not have said it on purpose. Frank frowned and focused.
“Yes… I don’t know exactly——a bear cub?”
Bear cub?
It was when even I twisted my head at those words. ─Pasasak! Digging through the grass, a really small bear appeared.
“Really.”
How can you guess the type of animal just by listening to the sound? Fuck-fucks think it’s right to take off the title of forest dweller and give it to Fran.
“Beep!!”
Anyway, the bear cub that appeared like that ran to Lingling and was frightened when he saw Waku with the shark teeth growing out. The owner of the puppet, Lalilura, looked at it and her eyes lit up.
“Ahh——?! It’s a bear cub! Cute!”
“Wait, dude. It’s not like touching wild animals.”
I stopped Lalilura from approaching as if possessed by the bear cub.
“You have to be careful of wild animals, especially young ones. There’s a good chance there’s an agitated mother nearby, and if it smells like humans, it might be abandoned by its parents.”
“Ah, uh… Sorry…”
Her self was a shriveled lari lula, as if she had repented of her wrongdoing.
Maybe it’s because I started talking about being abandoned by my parents because I was in a hurry to stop them. I went to the bear cub, saying it was okay and comforting Lalilura.
She cleared her throat before opening her mouth.
It’s been a while since we spoke animal language.
“Pioaa? (Why?)”
“Bye-woo. Oh wow… (Mom. It’s gone…)”
The bear cub was ignorant of the world, so he wasn’t surprised that humans were using their own words. Rather, it seemed that Mr. Hella was amazed that I was making strange noises.
I put the explanation aside for now and asked a question.
“Owwow? (It’s gone?)”
“Puy wurrr, owwow… (It was taken away by humans and disappeared…)”
The bear cub cried bitterly. It was a cry that even a person who did not know animal language could understand.
One morning, her mother disappeared. That’s right, even if it’s an animal, it’s natural for her to feel sad.
Did he think that Linglingi’s footsteps were her mother? It seems that the only large bipedal animal on this mountain is the bear.
“Pyan au worrr? (Where were you taken?)”
“Pierre…”
The bear cub turned his head and pointed in the direction.
No, I’m the one who asked, but what’s wrong with saying that?
‘Hmm.’
I lifted my head upside down and used magic to remove the smell and picked up the bear cub. The bear cub couldn’t resist and was hugged, perhaps starving.
“Ah! Senior! He told me not to hug him earlier!”
Lalilura groaned as if she was jealous of me holding a bear cub.
Well, the little bear is cute. There is a reason why it is often used as a mascot.
“Because I can erase the smell with magic. Rather, let this guy, Lingling, come inside. When the mother comes, you can subdue it and return it.”
“Yes.”
I gave the bear cub a piece of beef jerky and put it in the space in Lingling’s stomach. If you run into the mother, let’s return it then.
I thought so, but unexpectedly there was nothing to look for.
The bear was in the native place of Worpool, where we had arrived.
“Wurrrr.!!!”
And that, while plowing through the grass with a strange ring of light wrapped around his neck.
“… Hmmm shit.”
I clapped my tongue when I saw that the brown leaves that looked like walrus had been wiped out. Others were also stunned.
“Hey, what is this all about!”
In particular, Mr. Hella lost her words when the grass that only people knew about became muddy.
【Huh. What are these guys doing again?]
The suspicious guys who were manipulating the mother bear spoke to us, who were surprised.
I counted with my eyes. 15 people. They wear masks on their faces to hide their identities.
Still, I don’t get the impression that I’m strong.
My intuition has never been far off. At least they are at a slightly better level than the neighborhood gangsters. Do some of them even know how to spend some mana?
Having made that decision, I frowned at the voice of the man who spoke to me.
‘… It’s a voice I’ve heard somewhere.’
That too recently.
Who is it? There were only a few people who had contacts in Germania. First of all, it didn’t seem like the kid that impressed me the most was Zoid or Jade. It’s different from her physique.
【Oh my gosh, I saw and drank something I shouldn’t have seen. I don’t know what to do with this.]
─It’s hard. The representative of the Yangachi groaned as he clenched his fist.
The others also stopped controlling the bear and headed towards us. I half-opened my eyes. The ring around the mother bear’s neck seemed to be magic that controlled the animals—no, making them go wild.
‘Deliberately letting wild animals ruin the natural dye fields?’
It smelled like shit again.
It’s the shady malice peculiar to humans that I don’t want to associate with very much.
Hehe. I’ve been out of luck Lay on the temple bed and regret interfering with our work. I’ll break the club at least——]
【No, kill everyone.】
Interrupting the bullies, the man wearing a mask and turban spoke.
No what the fuck I was a little surprised inside.
I wasn’t surprised by the order to kill. In a world where even insignificant thieves know murder as a fucking thing, what reason is there to be surprised by a murder teacher?
‘But those bastards aren’t bullies.’
The biggest difference between a bully and a thief was whether or not they committed heinous crimes.
Thieves and murderers are those who get a red line drawn around their necks, not their resumes, when they are arrested by the public authorities.
And although they steal money and commit violence, they avoid or are afraid of serious crimes.
If you think about it, those bastards were obviously bullies.
If it had been a thief accustomed to murder, he would have pulled out his weapon as soon as he saw us and would have sexually harassed Frank and Lalilura.
Just like the pirate boss that Ursilla would have handed over to the guards by now.
【Yes? Lord, do you even have something to kill?]
Anyway, I guess I wasn’t the only one who was flustered.
Is the man in the turban and mask their boss? Otherwise, it could be the commissioner.
【Don’t worry about post-processing. There’s a cliff behind you. If you kill it and throw it away, no one will care.]
The man in the turban said with a trifling chin.
【These are the seeds that can’t even pay for the dye, so they come to collect with their own hands. There won’t be enough identity. Will the lord’s soldiers busy with the festival pay attention to the missing person?]
【… Fuck you. You were so damn good.]
I was so brainwashed while watching.
I will know by feeling. That turban kid has a higher level compared to the other bullies.
‘No, should I say the level is lower.’
I felt like a scumbag who leveled up on this floor by sacrificing morality and humanity. He was a bitch accustomed to violence and bloodshed.
[Ah, I see! Get ready!】
-Chaeeng!
The funny thing is that the gangsters hesitantly took up arms at his command.
It’s rare for pups who usually disregard the law and mutual respect to wag their tails like 10,000.
Bastards who mistakenly believe that they are free spirits outside the bounds of secular society!
The opponents they noticed were the small back alleys they were trapped in or the upper layers of the criminal organization. Aren’t Kkakdugi and Yangachi a cannon fodder that never becomes the core of an organization?
‘I’m not particularly interested in those bastards…’
It’s a city with bad security in a country with bad security, so there must be a lot of idiots living a bottom life. It was not leisurely enough to be interested in Namil.
‘Still, I guess I can ask questions.’
Thinking so, I raised my hand.
– Whiririk.
Spread the mandala of runes on the palm of your hand.
We combined magic and mandala, aiming at those who moved to encircle us with our eyes on them.
The rune of ᚦ(Thurs) turned white.
