Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop

Soara sighed small.

Out of the entrance (entrance hall) of the underground dungeon to the labyrinth city, it was raining.

The sidewalk in front of me is repainting the colour of the laid tiles from blue to black and is starting to create puddles all over the place.

I didn't feel like running and walking to the inn, walking in a limbo, but I decided to rent a nearby house when my rainfoot got stronger.

It was already the seventy-fifth exploration. The result continues to fail. I couldn't really move on from the third basement floor, even though everything was going well along the way.

Sitting on the spot, several people walk in with a lively voice from the same direction.

I guess a dungeon seeker (what the hell).

A black robe mage boy and a warrior young man with a giant hammer in his hand, then a possibly bandit girl in a short light outfit.

If you hear that shivering voice, you don't have to look at the loot packed full of napzacks and bags to tell them what the job said well.

Soara leaned down with her knees in her arms and waited still for them to pass.

I felt miserable.

I wonder what makes them different from themselves.

I wonder what I'm missing with them and myself.

Motivated. Efforts have also been made to become explorers. I'm confident they won't beat me if that's all.

But that's not the only way to move on. You can't defeat a monster nestled on that floor there. Reality is not sweet.

What should I do?

The answer is already in Soara's hands.

I just don't know how to handle it.

Soara remained on her knees even as the laughter of her peers went farther, just holding her sword off her waist.

"Somebody... Somebody use this kid..."

"Is it not well somewhere?

I hear a woman beside me.

Looking up to see who it might be, there was an iron helmet.

………

"Are you feeling sick or injured somewhere?

Strange person, no. I don't even know if it's a person. From the knob to the nail tip, the whole body is made of strong steel with no gaps, an unusual outing that has not exposed humanity from anywhere - full body armor (full armor) was there.

Somehow he wears a cute frill apron and bends over to peek at this one.

Soara was surprised and couldn't even raise her voice. I just shake my neck to the left and right and show it differently.

"Well, if nothing happens, good. I'm sorry I called you out of the blue."

Soara doubted her ears because leaking from the iron helmet was the voice of a suzuya young woman far from her appearance.

"You're a seeker, too."

"Uh, ah, yes"

"Then I guess I don't have to explain it, but I've decided to speak up because there are occasional downfalls around here."

Soara was convinced by the explanation.

This place is quite close to the entrance and exit (entrance hall) of the dungeon where Soara came out earlier.

Sometimes a searcher who is badly injured, or dying of illness or poison, will be able to help before he reaches the treatment center.

By the way, a dungeon is an underground labyrinth that exists in this labyrinth city. It seems to have been built by powerful magicians a long time ago, but it has not yet been revealed why or by what intent the facility is.

Instead of a number of hazards waiting for you inside, such as monsters and traps, somehow jade stone mixed items are dropping (dropping).

The Seeker collected and sold the dungeon item, a generic name for those who earned a living, and Soara was a runaway who had not yet achieved much.

"By the way, I'm sorry, but I was wondering if you could skew me to the right. I want to close the store."

Mr. All-body Armor indicated his back with a blunt index finger, so looking back, there is a sign.

Apparently this place I rented was some kind of store. It's raining, so we're trying to do the closing.

... which means is this person the staff of this store?

I was obviously in the way of taking the place anyway.

"I'll be right away"

"No, you don't have to be as reluctant as a rainstorm"

Mr. All-body Armor looked up at the sky. The helmet was only slightly exposed to the part that ensured vision, but all you can ask from it is the eyes that shine gently in the dark.

At first I wondered if it was a subspecies of golem or a wondering armor, but there seems to be a woman with proper blood.

"Okay, I've got an idea."

All of a sudden, Mr. All-body Armor hit Gashan with his hand.

"How about having it rained in the store? It'll be like a leisure time to stop."

"No, it's..."

"Let's not serve coffee now."

"I don't like bitter."

"Then let's make it cafe ole. How much sugar do you need?

"Three... no, I'm not"

Mr. Full Body Armor creeps.

Are you a soul coward or just a freak to let me buy something?

Either way, Soara can't afford to be listening. Thanks to you, I was able to grasp the motivation to give you a face. I had to go back to the inn before my body got cold and catch a cold, visit the appraiser again tomorrow, and then dive into the dungeon as well.

In an attempt to get up and get away from the spot, the sign of the store held by Mr. Fujimori beside him catches my eye.

"'The Age of Good Old Mages (Old)' …?"

"Oh, it's an antique shop"

"Are you an antique shop?

"There's a lot of crap about mold growing and dust. It's funny you're just watching, huh?

Mr. All-body Armor said in a delightful voice.

Do you like antiques by the looks of it? I wondered what that would be like as a sales talk, but I was very interested in the way it was spoken.

But there was another reason why Soara stopped. I was concerned about the complaint that "appraisal is done □ (I)" was written small by hand in the lower right corner of the store name.

"Do you also do appraisals here?

"The trouble is, the manager's a freak."

"hey, are you a pervert"

"Yes, I'm a troubled person who likes appraisals more than lunch and dinner than breakfast."

My whole body armor shook my neck to the left and right and said in a sigh mix. I guess it's pretty much what someone dressed like this would say.

I didn't want to get anywhere near you like they call you a pervert, but from what I hear, your arms don't look bad.

"Well, I... actually have something for a good appraiser to look at."

"Why don't we welcome it?"

He grabbed my collar.

Whole-body armor was pretty rigid anyway, whether it should be said backwards or looks like a voice. Though he was poked in the face, Soara, who had been training swordsmanship for over a decade, couldn't even resist.

"Well, take a peek at me thinking I've been fooled. I'll guarantee you the manager's arm."

"Oh, that little"

"Fine, fine," backwards of a voice without discouragement, he draws Soara with the power not to say whether or not.

"Awwwwww"

"One person, come to the store."

Thus Soara visited the antique shop "| The Age of the Good Old Mages (Old Good)" in a rather forceful way.