Ryuugoroshi no Sugosuhibi

"Long time no see, Mr. Minal"

Kosuke, who hasn't visited the Wailedoor Workshop in months, speaks out to the minors who were doing the work. I came to Cuhan to shop for ore, and then I asked him to take care of my sword.

"Oh, are you finally here? Is the sword okay?

"Because I don't use it that much."

Ask if you want to put it on the table, then pull it out of the sheath and put it quietly. They often clean up with magic and kicks, even if they are asked to dispel demons.

After viewing from various angles, the negative gently touches the blade, tapping it gently to check the condition.

"You still don't have a scratch. I intend to make it sturdy, but not so far. It's like I'm happy, it's like I'm bored with no job."

"As far as I'm concerned, it'll be helpful for a long time."

"I'm glad you're using it for a long time, too."

The negatives shall, as usual, remove the fouling of the sword and finish with a light grind.

Gratefully return the sword after care to the sheath.

"I'm the one who said I'd take care of it, thank you. I'd better get home soon than that."

"What can I do for you after this?

"No, not me..."

"Hey, man!

A man came in looking mid twenty, blocking the negative word I was about to say. With a blonde blue-eyed face, there is an atmosphere such as a prank kid from the way he smiled. Walking down the road is going to stimulate the motherhood of the women and attract their attention.

He holds a thin green metal armor and carries a spear with dragon ornaments wrapped around his back. The color of the blade is black.

"This is the right time to come."

Minus whines as he sighs. I heard that. Kosuke tilts his neck wondering what it is.

"Are you a customer? Sorry to interrupt..."

Saying, the man's gaze is fixed on the sword carried by Kosuke.

"Hey, did you get that sword struck by a minor opponent?

"Yeah, but?

"Ah, good."

A man gets an excited look before he asks the negative what it means.

"You're the owner of Lutzvaida!

"Lutzvaida?"

Yusuke tilts her neck when she heard that, but soon remembered it was the name of the sword.

I didn't put it on myself, and I didn't call it that name, so I wasn't familiar with it. This brand was written by the blacksmith God, who knew that both Yusuke and Minato had left things unthinkable, saying that he would name himself if that was the case.

"Oh, no, that was the name."

"You forgot?

A minor says as if he was frightened that it was his sword.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a name."

"Well, I suppose so."

"Don't worry, I won't be bothered until I treat you, just because you don't care about your name. This is the only decent sword you can use, and you take care of it, okay?

"I can see that when I see the state of the sword"

The man coughs up and distracts me that the story is going to be forgotten about himself.

"Anyway, you can have that sword, right?

"Yes, but that's it?

"It's a battle between your sword and my spear that's superior!

"Why?"

It's a different kind of weapon, I don't think it makes much sense to compare it.

"Because I want the weapons I use to be the best in the world!

"Selfish."

"Because of this, I bought scales in installments and had them made by the handyman. You know how disappointed it was that the guy who made it was also wearing his chest that he made it, but the stuff that another guy made was better?

I presume it's probably a scale that was sold on its own before because it was made recently and the body is black.

I was slightly impressed with the odd edge of being reunited here.

"I don't know. I didn't ask you to make it for the best in the world."

"I don't care what you say"

"You're so selfish."

"So it's a battle over which weapon is superior!

Raise your spear and declare.

"What's the battle about?

"It's been decided. Use your weapon to fight!

"Then the skill of the user determines the battle, and the difference in weapon performance doesn't make sense?

That's a minor noticing and pointing out the problem right away if you're an artisan. Yusuke snorted.

"I mean, as a spear, it must be at its peak, and I told him to be satisfied with it"

In fact, even in the eyes of the negative, the spear the man had was well done. Well, I don't even think it beats the sword I made. That's all confidence and pride.

"You've come this far because you're not satisfied! We met. Now is the time to settle! Why don't we go outside and fight now!

He doesn't even seem to think he's going to lose, and he goes outside the workshop with a confident look.

After seeing the negatives as to what to do, Kosuke leaves the workshop with the advice that he would be satisfied if he dealt with him a little.

The two move as they go out of town, and as soon as they leave, the man holds the spear, slashing the wind with Hyun-hyun and swinging it around.

"Adventurer Pearl DeTrigger! Apply for battle!

With the tension of the voice I know I'm in the mood, this is the only way to get the attention of the people who are in and out of town.

Kosuke against vomits one sigh and pulls out his sword. I don't want to take anything that seems to hold it down. I'm not obsessed with having the best sword. I am very satisfied with the sword itself, but it is Yusuke who flushes the question whether it is the second or third place in the world.

"Adventurer, Koske. It's a hassle, but I'll take it."

I put it down for a beat because I thought I'd cheat him on the pseudonym. But if you ask the negative, you can straighten it out, so I'll name you honestly.

"More temper! Damn it. Let's go!

"Yes, sir."

Pearl sticks his spear out to Kosuke, who remains out of his mind. About a rock can easily penetrate the power of it. Kosuke moves half a step to the right and avoids it. Pearl, who quickly pulled back, protruded again, and Kosuke similarly moved half a step to the right and avoided.

"That's pretty strong."

Says Yusuke as impressed when he sees the movement of his body and the speed at which it protrudes. I honestly rated you as having enough strength to buy expensive weapons.

Although the strength you spot doesn't extend to Cecratox or Genou, it's better than Gelm or Bordos. I guess he's quite a well-known adventurer.

"Naturally!

Again, the fastest poke ever looms. I avoided that this time as I stepped forward and let go of the kick on my belly before the spear returned.

Pearl, kicked in the ass cake, gets up coughing.

"Use your sword! Wouldn't be a battle."

"I didn't even have to use a sword. And Minal pointed out that the skill of the user would determine the battle."

"Reason is good! Next time, use it."

That said, Pearl stands again.

"He's a pain in the ass."

Again, the battle begins with Pearl's attack. Yusuke, who had avoided poking just like earlier, approached Pearl as he recieved his tenth or so poke in the belly of his sword, kicking him in the belly again.

"You're good with this. I used a sword."

Say to Pearl, who coughs in tears at the edge of his eyes.

"That's not what I'm looking for! More of these blades intersect!

"Uh."

Speak out of mutual dissatisfaction.

"From the beginning again!

"You're the one who won't give up."

I sighed wondering if you would give up noticing the difference in strength.

Answer Pearl's hope to just finish, meeting the sword and the spear. Pearl's expression is full of what he wanted there and joy.

The spectators voiced their admiration for the reward at a rate that was difficult to capture for the constant person. Is it also natural to admire the fact that the cont-stained exchange up to just now is a lie offense?

Hanging out for about five minutes, and deciding that this would be enough, Kosuke winds up his spear and bounces it off Pearl's hand. I stayed close and kicked him in the stomach.

"... why are you kicking my belly all the time"

Sleep down and listen with your belly held down.

It just seems to have been tight in the same spot three times, don't get up.

"Somehow? Anyway, the battle came on. Happy now, huh?

"I have no choice, that's about it for today and I'll give you a break! But tomorrow's the day I win!

"Hey. Tomorrow."

"Don't run away! He's definitely coming! I'll meet you here after noon tomorrow!

Standing up as I say, picking up the spear and replacing the cane and leaving. On the way there, I fell into a pebble once.

I began to wonder if I could just admit the evil of giving up, Kosuke. The spectator finds out it's over. I can hear your thoughts that you were amazing inside.

People were down, the wind started to get cold, and Yusuke decided to go home too. A short distance from the city and back home with a transfer.

He will also come to Cuhan tomorrow. Not to keep the promise of a rematch, but to get all the ore we couldn't buy today tomorrow. For that reason, I have to go to Cuhan tomorrow. I mean, I didn't set it up, so I can't just set aside a few days.

Pearl, cleared of his remorse for losing the battle with alcohol, returned to the inn in a slightly unreliable foothold.

Put the spear against the wall of the room, take off your clothes and enter the bed.

"Tomorrow is the day to win!

Stick your arms out to the ceiling as you fall asleep, let them get drunk and close your eyes. A comfortable sleeper invited Pearl to sleep, and after less than five minutes he began to get to sleep.

So after about four hours, the window quietly opens when Pearl is asleep. In the sky a thin three sun moon floats, not so bright. Anyone who darkens out such moonlight on his back enters the room. I have a knife in my hand that glows weakly under moonlight. It's a knife that's everywhere, and it's not particularly an industry. The other hand is gripped with a cloth.

The black figure approaches the bed in the dark and easily observes the pearls and the room. Nodding small, he pressed the cloth against Pearl's mouth and pierced the knife into his heart.

Pearl woke up when the cloth was placed on his mouth, but could not prevent him from avoiding it or the knife. A regular pearl would not have killed me. But I was feeling dull because I was drunk. On a day like today, drinking and sleeping would only be described as unlucky.

The black figure leaves the pearl with the stabbed knife intact. Then he jumps out the window, rips the black clothes he was wearing, buries them in the dirt, and returns to the inn. The returned inn is where Pearl was staying.

This is what happened during the night.

The next day, Yusuke, who came to Cuhan after lunch, was waiting for Pearl. I was going to hang out with him until about today. I was also going to destroy the spear so that it would finally end today.

From what I saw, the spear pattern was made of wood, and I thought if I slashed that one, I wouldn't be able to continue.

I kept waiting to see people coming and going, and after thirty minutes and an hour, I finally couldn't stand it.

"Forget who I said I was."

I have two people approaching Yusuke who thought I'd run errands and go home. The guards who wore leather armor and lowered their swords to their hips. The expression is tense and hard.

"I'm sorry, but is it you, Koske?

"Huh? Yeah, I do."

"Well, I want to hear you talk. I'll have you come with me to the jar."

"I don't mind, what can I do for you?

"You know someone named Pearl, right?

"Yes, I'm supposed to meet you here today."

The guards also knew about the promise. I found out when I gathered information on where Kosuke was.

He's dead.

"Dead?

"Oh, you're up as a suspect in that"

Not to delude, not to be greatly surprised, but to show unexpected things, to hear back with a decent look Kosuke, the guard just a little less suspicious. Still best as a suspect.

"Are you a suspect? It's no use saying on this occasion that you didn't do it, right?

"Hmm. If you want to resist, I can help you."

"No, I'll go. It would be too suspicious if you resisted."

I don't even show a bare gesture of resisting to be honest with you and let you go. The soldiers thought that the idea was backwards, too honest and backwards.

"Right. Then have them follow me."

Sandwiched by security guards, Yusuke is guided not to the stuffing of the town entrance, but to those who can be considered headquarters.

The fact that he might break out if he kept his weapon on him meant that the soldiers tried to keep it but it was heavy and inconvenient to carry. So Yusuke, who confirmed that this sword was not used for the crime, transferred it only to his room.

Keeping the hidden weapon, Yusuke, hand-held, enters headquarters. Some soldiers seemed to know that Kosuke was a suspect, and sometimes they could turn a hard gaze. It's better than being stunned by demons and murderous people, so I ignored it.

The soldier, who knocks on the door of the room behind the stuffing station and opens it, tells a middle-aged soldier and a well-dressed young soldier who grew the inert beard he was inside.

"We've got our last suspect."

"Thank you. I'll take care of the rest."

"Yes."

The two of you who brought Yusuke are leaving in a courtesy.

"Come on in, like Koske."

Inside the room is a murderous room close to an interview room like the one you see in detective drama and no windows where the sofa has only one table in two.

A middle-aged man starts talking quickly when Kosuke sits down.

"You know what they brought you here for? We're staring at you as the first candidate to kill a guy named Pearl. The reason is that I had a little trouble, and I got the information that I was actually fighting yesterday. I think there's been hatred and resentment from each other."

"Where were you last night?

"My own house"

The middle-aged soldier turns his gaze to the young soldier. I nodded back at it.

This is because the young soldier has a gift of false judgment. It's about spotting lies, but it doesn't mean you can totally spot them. Therefore, it is difficult to find the culprit based on this. It is commonly used as a means of making information decisions.

"Where's that?

"To the Piriarchal Kingdom of Sevsic"

"Are you kidding me!?

Tap the table and stare at both threats. The average person doesn't think of metastases. Therefore, I judge that the soldiers are saying nasty things.

"I can use the magic of metastasis, so I used it to come and go. Shall I actually use it to show you?

"Metastasis? Can we even travel long distances then... sorry for yelling"

"But when you can metastasize, isn't it easier to break into the room?

The middle-aged soldier nodded at the words of the young soldier.

Tell those two that Kosuke shouldn't be in a place he's never been before, a place he can't see.

"Just because you can travel doesn't mean you can go anywhere."

"Well, we'll see about the metastasis later."

Consider that you may have spoken false information in order to distract suspicion, and when you confirm it, write it in the note at hand.

"I'd like to ask you about your relationship with the victim, would you talk to him?

"You first met me yesterday. Looks like they were waiting for me to come to this city over there. Check with Mr. Minal at the Waray Door Workshop about the situation around here. And then we met, and we talked about which one of our weapons was stronger, and it was a battle outside the city. This place has been seen by many people entering and leaving the city. So I win, and tomorrow I fight again, and Pearl goes to the city, and I go home."

"I gather information and know the part of the battle. You didn't know the Waray Door Workshop. Let's find out later. Were you framed or threatened during the battle?

"We're not provoking or threatening each other. I didn't think he'd listen to me."

The young soldier nodded that there was no lie in this either.

"I mean, you're from far away, but what are you doing here?

"Yesterday I asked to shop and take care of my sword. Today is more than a continuation of the battle, to receive the items we didn't receive yesterday."

"To see if I could have killed him properly."

"No, sir."

"... right"

"If you killed him, you'd just run away, wouldn't you? If you run away from the mainland, you won't be caught."

"That's right."

That too, the young soldier nodded.

The two soldiers lower Yusuke's suspect ranking. If what you've heard is true, there's no motive, and you don't have to bother killing it in a conspicuous place, the whole city, to have a more definite means.

"For now, that's all we're talking about"

"Mind if I go home?

"I'd like you to stay in this city for a while."

"What's the cost of staying? You don't need me to pay you, do you?

"... with expenses. If you're the killer, you'll be in debt."

I'll show you to the inn.

"How long should I stay?

"Right...... I'll have at least five days"

Yusuke's appearance is not a travel costume. I didn't intend to stay, so I didn't bring anything to change. Think about sending a letter with a transfer and getting Ellis and the others dressed or something.

"Do I have to stay in the inn all the time? Or can I just wander around the city?

"You can go outside during the day. That's right. I'll be free in the inn all the time. Give up on the suspicious moves or the lookouts."

"Okay."

Yusuke is led by a young soldier and brought to the inn at the murder scene. The accommodation is currently closed, with employees and guests retained for the day.

Kosuke, who has accompanied the soldiers, attracts their attention.

Kosuke, who got the keys to the room, heads to the room to pick up his clothes, etc. Thirty minutes later, I read the letter, and I had on hand clothes prepared by Ellis and Weale, among others.

"And then we have to pick up the ore."

Keisuke, who locked the room, leaves the inn by telling the guard on guard to go outside.

The middle-aged soldier told me to keep watch, but the other soldiers told me not to be too vigilant, so I felt like I would not hide from the position a little further away.

Kosuke, who received the ore without worrying about those watches, returns to the inn without stopping by.

Put the ore in the corner of the room, crush your spare time and touch the guitar sent with your clothes and crush your time.

Eventually it will be dinner time and I hear a bell informing me that I have cooked from the dining room.

The dining room is full of innkeepers. There are six employees and seven customers, including Yusuke.

Dinner is served with rye bread, meat dough soup, thick chopped ham and orange. Kosuke, who received it, sat at the edge of the table and began to eat. Next to it sits a man about twenty and a half years old, talking. dull blonde, carved deep-faced man and tannic.

"Hey, you've become a suspect, too, haven't you?

"You, too, right? We had bad luck with each other."

"Well. It's not a quick journey, it's salvation."

"I'm not particularly in a hurry, either. Still, I want the killer caught and released as soon as possible."

"I'm free. I don't have a problem with it if I can spare time. Oh, no. Is that you? I was playing the guitar."

"Yeah, but? If you're upset, I'll stop playing."

"No, the other way around. Just listen to me. I'm gonna be busy. Play it."

Nodding, moving on to chatting. Each of the others seems to be talking and breaking down quite a bit.

Knowing that we are adventurers to each other, the atmosphere becomes even shattered by introducing ourselves. The man's name was Curius.

That's how the topic becomes about this one.

"What do you think of this killing?

Curius lowers his voice and speaks out, saying it's not just about speaking out loud.

I'm not asking because I want to find the killer, I'm curious.

"I don't care what they say. Isn't that the crime of picking things up?

"I heard that nothing was taken. They keep wallets and spears that seem expensive. I don't know how my luggage was vandalized."

"I wonder what it's all about. Like resentment, isn't this information more familiar to soldiers?

"Right. There are no rumors of pleasure killers coming out, and there doesn't seem to be a line between passing offenses."

"Just passing through the inn."

In the end, this topic ended without the statue of the killer being clear.

By the dawn of the night, when everyone had finished their breakfast, two guards came looking into Yusuke. To hear from the innkeepers again. There was a leading suspect named Yusuke yesterday, so he didn't use the gift to investigate.

Each and every one of them will be called to the room to talk about what was going on at the time, etc. The investigation continues for nearly three hours, and at the end of the day, Kosuke is called.

They asked me the same question again to see if there was any difference in the story.

"Did you get a visual on the killer?

At the end of the investigation, Kosuke asked before leaving the room.

"No, that's refreshing."

"There's no such thing as arguing with someone in the information that other soldiers have gathered. Based on that, you're still the most powerful. But as we talked about yesterday, it's easier and more reliable, so I don't think so."

The soldiers sighed that they were in trouble.

Seeing that happen, Kosuke remembers drama and other developments.

"Maybe you didn't buy a grudge. Instead of having someone kill someone who hates you in another city, I've heard of cases where that person kills someone who hates you too and keeps you from understanding your motives. You've heard of other people who have no motive because of the wrong person to kill, and who have prolonged their case resolution."

"... well, that sort of thing. Would you like to refer to it?"

"Can I accept the suspect's words?

The young soldier seems slightly suspicious and asks his boss.

"It's only an inquiry, but I feel like it's useless to keep looking into the victim. There is too little reason for the victim to kill me. If he was murdered on the street, I can even think of him being murdered by a passerby. Well, I thought we needed to look into it from a different perspective."

The middle-aged soldier turns his gaze to Kosuke. Ask if there's anything like Yusuke being resented for trying.

"I don't remember you doing anything to buy a grudge."

"I remember on this continent... oh, no, but"

"Is there something there?

"I exorcised a bandit about two years ago, so I guess if he had that survival, he'd be resented, but I heard the guy who was seen in the face was executed."

"Where did you do it?

"The city where the martial arts tournament is taking place, Resortic Marg."

"There, or it's a long way from home. If you're wrong, you weren't in this city, so it's impossible for the victim to be wrong."

I don't gather any information that I've taken an inn somewhere, I don't grasp footprints. It will be difficult to execute the kill within the day of discovering Kosuke in such circumstances. If Pearl resembled Kosuke, he could have been mistaken. But the outfit and appearance are completely different.

"Thank you for your hard work. The investigation is closed. You can go back to your room."

After this, the guards change the direction of analysis of the collected information and re-gather the information.

I took two days to do this, and then came to speak to the innkeepers again.

And a few people went into the room, and the room got a little noisy.

A man who said he was a traveler jumps out of the room. Run straight towards the front door of the inn.

"Stop him!

A middle-aged soldier leaves the room and screams.

Curius, who heard that, gets stuck in the traveler's progression.

"You! Just fine!"

When the traveler says so, he takes a thin double-edged knife out of his sleeve and hits Curius.

"Hey, what!?

Avoid even while confused. When I try to wield the knife again, a wooden cup flies in and hits the side head of the traveler. It was thrown by Kosuke when the timing was measured.

Curius beat up a traveler who couldn't react to the sudden and showed a gap, holding everyone back where he fell.

The traveller, who realized he could not escape, tried to bite his tongue and harm himself, but a young soldier stuck his arm in his mouth to prevent self-harm.

"Should I use the magic of sleep?

"Please."

Asked the middle-aged soldier, Yusuke activated the magic in a way that involved those who were obsessed.

Step aside as you wake each and every one of them up, the traveler packs a handkerchief in his mouth and then ties it with a rope.

I ask him if this person is the killer while I help him with that.

"I don't know. I asked him a different question, and he lied to me about the murder. Questioning there, he escaped. I'll use the pills to make you confess why you ran away."

"Sooner or later, but we'll be free?

"Right. It would be possible."

The middle-aged soldier returns to the stuffing house with a traveling merchant with the young soldier.

Drop it off. Curius puts a raised question in his mouth.

"Hmm. Look at me. You know what I said?"

"You know what I mean? They'll tell you how easy it is."

The investigation using the medicine was carried out immediately and he was forced to spit out all the information.

The guards knew they weren't just travellers for taking suspicious action, but were a little surprised to find out who they were. He was a murderer hired by nobles.

The target is Curius. It is not that Curius tried to be disrespected and killed by the nobles. Caused by the fact that Curius was a concubine child. It was his real wife and relatives who found out that his father, the nobleman, liked Curius and was trying to make him have a high ranking inheritance.

Curius had publicly stated that he knew himself to be the concubine's son and did not want inheritance rights or anything else, but he did not take it as his heart, so this noise arose.

It would mean Pearl was killed by mistake. There is a factor that the killer was second-rate and incomplete in gathering information, Pearl and Curius used spears and had similar physical age, the room was next door to each other, drunk with alcohol and dull sensations, but it would be represented by the word bad luck.

Other than Curius, this thing lay low and was told only that the case had been solved. The guards decided it was better not to let them hear about the nobility.

Curius was surprised to learn that he was a target and turned his journey destination into his hometown. To announce the renunciation of inheritance again.

Yusuke was a little interested in the history of this one, but decided it must be troublesome because the soldiers lay low, and didn't do anything to ask.

Then I'm going home.

"Oh, bring me another sword."

Before I left, I came to the Waray Door Workshop to say hello.

"Yes, I'll bring it again. I don't know when."

"Yes, because it won't hurt you that much. Oh, no. I wonder what happened to Pearl's spear?

The weapon reminds me of the spear that triggered the battle.

"I hear the guards keep Pearl's belongings. Will it be theirs because the case is solved and the owner is gone?

If an adventurer is killed by a demon and does not return, what he leaves behind in the inn will belong to the inn. But this time it was a homicide, and the goods were seized as case-related. In this case, it will be kept as is and will not be returned to the inn. Store it for about a year and if you know where the survivors are, it will be sent, and if you don't know, it will be the city's.

Sometimes Pearl's place of origin is a continent, and in a year, the storage became the city's.

The armor is flushed to the store and the buyer can buy it. Spears, of course.

That way the spear will change its owner many times before it breaks. Some let go to the form of debt, some lose, some are stolen, and some are killed by demons.

Everyone with a spear in their hands will be in bad luck and will let go.

The scale of the black dragon, also known as the evil dragon, has taken on properties that can be called both unlucky and cursed. And that was reinforced by becoming something that Black Dragon liked, doing harm to others. Later, the scales also became a material for protective equipment, but the unlucky properties became very small because they became objects opposite to the character of the Black Dragon.

Pearl's death can be attributed to the bad luck called for by the spear.

The sword of Yusuke, made from the scales of black dragons, has also acquired similar properties. However, in the case of Kosuke, the unlucky characteristics were eliminated by the rule of correction of all statuses.

It would be unreasonable to say that the person who killed the Black Dragon was not harmed and that an irrelevant other person was harmed.

No one knew about this situation, and no. Maybe only God, who conducts the blacksmith, knows, but no one was going to be looking for a good spear that could be done, and the victims were only going to increase.