Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

16 Apr 7442

Well, the days have changed, and let's change our minds and go. You start by sourcing new pants. Then, I went to Janrud's store where Begle A used Negijo to gather information for breakfast. I've heard a lot of disturbing things about danger and getting tangled up, but so far, I've done nothing hostile to Begle A, and if I dress up as poor as I did yesterday, I wouldn't be so dangerous.

Often, even if you get involved, you can turn it into a bizarre coin and eat it in. If they have nothing to do with Begle A, you can punish them, and if they have anything to do with it, maybe they can make contact with him. Because I have magic, even if it tastes so bad, I can cut through it... sweet. I heard it yesterday. He said beside Begle A there are also wizards. I don't have to know if it's a long-lasting war, and it's not a good idea if it's even accidental. It's the first one, and it's easier to keep track of the situation. You shouldn't be too overconfident of your powers.

Judging from the results of the appraisal, I am strong because I do have a high level. However, this is to the extent that it is accompanied by a "for 14 years of age" clause. If an adventurer or adventurer collapses, there will be a guy of my level, and he manages to be a little inferior to each other with those guys. It's amazing how a 14-year-old can work with a 30-year-old adventurer, but I'm about as inferior as a normal adventurer to the power of vegetarian flesh, excluding both sword moves and magic and magic. Hand-to-hand fighting, including judo, was only done once a long time ago, in the days of the militia, and chronic mind is forbidden. You should think of it as something that has no advantage.

I get in the mood again, buy my pants, then get dressed and head to Janrude's. The inherently clean city of Keel is becoming increasingly dilapidated and unclean. The road remains decomposed and muddy, with more dirty dressed people and sub-people like unidentified trash, worn-out scumbags, and almost floaters (who, to be exact, shouldn't have floaters, so they must be very low-income) who sit or fall asleep on the side of the road.

Either relatively young or many older. I guess I don't have that much trouble working in my working days. Free people under five and over fifty are exempt from head-tax, so most of them are seen in those years.

I walked in the best part of my boot so that it wouldn't get dirty and went into Gianrude's store disguised as calm as saying, "I'm here for breakfast too". This store had no tables outside of what was facing the street. Maybe I can't afford to get the table out, especially since the streets are narrow. The store is wide open, and there are 12 tables. The entrance facing the street is open, entering through the entrance and the back left looks like a kitchen.

Sit on an empty seat near the entrance and quickly appraise the guests. After all, it's only early in the morning and there still doesn't seem to be any crooks like adventurers falling apart or hanging out. I asked for a breakfast set of black bread and soup for 50Z as well and started eating slowly. Dip the black bread, as strong as stone, in a vegetable soup with a thin saltiness and little utensils, and sip the sucked soup into it and eat it little by little. Yeah, not good. Smoking soup doesn't make the black bread much softer, the soup itself has too little utensils and no stock, it's like thin salty water.

He continues his barren fight with his strong black bread, aware that nature and his face turn into something sinister, and manages to finish eating. Um, in Aus, daylight is precious, so I basically started working with sunrise, bedtime was common with sunset, and my lifestyle was pretty much similar, so I guess I made a mistake. Light magic props are common in cities like Keel, and it is conceivable that there are many stores that are open at night.

We also had magic props for lights in our house. However, it was rarely used because it consumes demonic stones, and when I really needed a light at night, I used a lamp that burned beast fat all the time. The Demon Stone was also a source of income. For the 14 years since I was reincarnated, it was about time I went hunting at night, and then I just slept, woke up once in the middle of the night, used up my magic and slept again until morning. So I thought that part would be healthy, but if you're going to do the adventurer, you might want to give up more than 10 hours of sleep a day.

If you decide that's the case, you should go to the demon prop store and ask about the selling and retail prices of the demon stones, and if you need them, the machining method. Regardless of the clock, I might as well buy some magic props for the lights. I left Janrud's shop and went back to the Vince Pavilion. Get dressed and go to the magic shop.

He enters the Magic Prop Shop again, where he came yesterday guided by a Knights squire. The sign says "Seventy-nine Demonic Props". Looking at the price of the demon stone decorated on the shelf behind the counter in the store, it had a value roughly nine times the value appraised.

I brought some kind of demon stone, so when I asked him to buy it quickly, my middle-aged husband brought something from the back. Looks like a scale. At the same time, I prepared the magic props for the lights. What the hell do you do with them? Looking intrigued, I set my brought in demonic stones in turn on the magic props of the lights and let them light up. What's the point? When I asked him that, he was wary that the fake would be brought in and he said he was trying to be a real demon stone.

The light magic props I use to try this are specially made, and the part of the pedestal that puts in demon stones like battery boxes is bigger than normal, and they are adjusted so that they can be put in any size demon stone first, and they are also deliberately a little less sensitive.

When I tested all the demon stones to make sure they lit up, I put them on the scale this time. The scale is a scale, the type that puts demonic stones on one side and copper on the other side. They say the Demon Stone weighs precisely differently in proportion to the amount of magic it contains. If you have more magic in the same size, the weight increases, and if you have less, it decreases. The demonic stones that completely released the magic seem to all weigh the same, even if they vary in size.

The smaller ones vary in size from about adult pinky nails to about kids' fists, but they end up weighing the same when they release out all the magic. They say this doesn't change no matter how many demon stones we combine. That's strange. Depending on the magnitude, the greater the magnitude, the greater the magnitude, and the smaller the magnitude, the smaller the maximum.

Because the difference in magic power can be measured by weight, if you pull the weight of the demon stone in the sky after releasing the magic power from the weight of the measured demon stone, the magic amount of that demon stone will have some error, but you can almost accurately guess it. Does that mean it will be worth the Demon Stone? Is this also why you are making the magic props of the lights for the test earlier less sensitive? Were you stuck to something on the Demon Stone or covering the perimeter of the Demon Stone with dirt to keep the weight from being deceived?

But there's no way I can make an exact weight of copper out of oath, so I feel like I'm stuck being deluded. Though I think it is a split copper made to be as accurate as possible. The owner of the store said to me with a bitter smile when he noticed that he was peeking too seriously into his hand.

"It's okay, I won't delude or anything about the weight. Demon Stone deception is a felony comparable to murder."

Well, then you can rest assured. The Demon Stone could be sold for approximately seven times the value of the appraisal. The ones lined up in the store have roughly nine times the value. About 22% gross profit? That would be reasonable. Yeah, I'll buy it out for 70% and sell it for 90%. So it's a seventy-nine house.

Run again until near noon and go to Janrud's again. It's disgusting, but I didn't dare take a shower. It stinks of sweat, but I thought it would increase my reality. By the time I get to Janrud's, it's not like I'm gonna be in the mess because I'm dry, okay? He walked down the path of the slam as he remained dressed as a poor minister.

Janrud's shop seemed to be open as usual in the morning, and I asked for a glass of beer and a simmer of beans for lunch and sat at a table near the same entrance as in the morning. Rounding his back and looking around the store with only his eyes, the morning and the customer base are different and there are more men and women with the wind of relaxation. I wonder if these guys work for Begle A. One by one from nearby seats will be appraised to confirm names, abilities, etc. Always this guy doesn't look like or stop by yesterday's guys, he doesn't have a high level, he doesn't have any special skills.

Then, there he is. The two of us are sitting at the table at the back of the store drinking something and talking.

[Begle Gordbit/14/7/7423 Begle Gordbit/25/9/7402]

[M/11/3/7401 · Pu · Romberto Kingdom Webdos Marquis Territory Registered Free People]

[Condition: Good]

[Age: 41]

[Level: 14]

[HP: 112 (112) MP: 9 (9)]

[Muscle Strength: 20]

[Jun Min: 15]

[Dexterity: 22]

[Endurance: 19]

[Special Skill: Little Magic]

[Experience: 379214 (450000)]

[Zackwise Begle/6/11/7426 Zackwise Begle/5/5/7403]

[M/19/3/7402 · Pu · Romberto Kingdom Webdos Marquis Territory Registered Free People]

[Condition: Good]

[Age: 40]

[Level: 11]

[HP: 93 (93) MP: 32 (32)]

[Muscle Strength: 14]

[Jun Min: 14]

[Dexterity: 22]

[Endurance: 13]

[Special Skill: Water Magic (LV.4)]

[Special Skill: Fire Magic (LV.4)]

[Special Skill: No Magic (LV.5)]

[Experience: 201825 (210000)]

Damn it. Aren't they both Begle? It would be more intimate not to be able to use magic due to age and level. Engrave the two faces firmly into your heart. Um, I'm probably pretty sure Begle A is him, but which one is Begle B? Or is it someone else? Um, you're in trouble. The age is also over 40 for both of them, and as of 7426, when Mun came to Barkud, the adult is barely over twenty years old, so it's not so unnatural either.

I don't mind because Begle B is going to kill me, but I don't have any grudges against Begle A. At best, you've had enough private sentences (lynching) for missing legs on Claw, haven't you? Seems like I'm doing a lot of bad, but I'm not a police officer. I do get angry about the inconvenience caused to the Japanese in my hometown, but it's also inconsistent for me to do the payback.

Opening the subwindow of the surname in the appraisal has nothing at all to do with the Kingdom of Dabus or the Sagual. So much so that it turns out he was a free citizen from another territory of the Kingdom of Lomberto. All I know is that the one who can't use magic is the one who can use it in Viscount Penride territory is from Count Falergers territory.

It's close to getting you up. It seems quicker to honestly go to Dorrit and tighten up that liaison (connection). Looks like you'd better be satisfied with your face being able to confirm it for today. Evacuate?

In the evening, I left for the Bin Suil store. Of course I got dressed. I also took a shower. Will Claw be here by now? Oh, yeah, Claw's the day off tomorrow. If we're gonna talk about this, I'd like a place where we can talk casually. Marie would have time too if it was after noon. I like the store my dads went to three days ago the night before they left. There was a private room.

I entered the restaurant and booked a private room after noon tomorrow. The clerk seemed to remember my face and was able to book without any problems.

Claw was already there when we arrived at the Bin Suil store. He was at the table in the corner again, eating and drinking quietly. Marie must be busy because the store is quite crowded. I called when I sat across from Claw.

"Hey."

"Oh, Al. Hey, what's up?

Claw looks at me with a calm face.

"I'm off tomorrow, I guess. Do you have time after lunch?

"Oh, I'm free. Are we good here?

He looked strange and said it. Right. If you want to talk, you can do it now. But I don't want anyone to listen to me, and I want to speak in Japanese.

"No, I took the store. I wanted to talk to you in Japanese. If that's possible, Marie should come with us."

"Huh, but if it's a very expensive store, there's no money."

Seems a little worried about the fact that I took the store.

"You don't have to worry about that. Think of it as my treat. I'll meet you at the store tomorrow at about 2: 00. The name of the restaurant is Duckleton. You know what?

"! Nothing I know, it's a super luxury store on Central Avenue! Are you sure?

Huh? Really? I chose it because it was the store I used for my father's last breakup dinner, and I had a private room and it was delicious. Are you out of your mind? Well, you can pay, okay?

"Oh, I don't mind. It's also on the edge of something that we met at the corner oath. I'd like to talk a little bit about it, and let me be extravagant for the first time."

"Well, I've never been to 'Duckleton'. Should I skip lunch tomorrow?

That's cute, this guy. Marie found out she was my age when we talked yesterday, but maybe Claw's young.

Then I went back to Vince Pavilion talking about Claw's escort work and the request for delivery I received yesterday without any other love. Marie says she'll be here tomorrow too. She was glad to hear of the luxury, too, but didn't even say she was going to skip lunch.

You're an adult on a boulder.