Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

Tick Tack Tick Tack......

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"(Wow... I have a clock in my room...!

Reception room with a harsh atmosphere. There was Waltz, Lucia, and the figure of Gene, the head of the Alchemy Guild, where the three seemed to intend to discuss the matter of the black metal mass Waltz was requesting an appraisal.

Waltz and Lucia sitting on the window and Gene sitting on the inlet side, like placing a piece of metal on a low desk and surrounding it…. The atmosphere seemed to set in motion, like not letting the golden crawlers escape.

At that time, Lucia seemed to shine her eyes when she saw that the Alliance side had a watch that she had rarely seen, but as for what Waltz's eyes, sitting across from Gene's, looked like —— I would ask you to guess.

Then, this is how Gene, the guild master, cut out against Waltz, who was still dying face.

"… so soon, we will report on what this metal is"

"" ………… "

It is the Dragon or the Demon King that leaves the house... In any case, I only had a bad feeling about Waltz.

Lucia, by contrast, seemed to await Gene's response in the face of tension because she was looking forward to what the metal mass was, although she had not thought as negatively as her sister.

In front of them like that, Gene said this briefly.

"It's Orihalcon."

"... could he be given eternal life?

"Yes? No, Orihalcon doesn't have that kind of supermagical effect, does it?

"Oh, yeah. Then... I'm a little relieved..."

"Really...... I don't know what Waltz is up to, but what we're talking about here today should be a bright story for both sides."

That's what I say, smiling Gene. Waltz, by contrast, seems to have meditated his eyes with a bitter look on his face. Apparently, she felt an unacceptable ”something” sign in Gene's words.

Even after seeing how she was like that, Gene never shut her mouth and kept the word going.

"Do you two know what kind of metal this orihalcon is?

"Uh... don't I know?

"... I don't know either."

"Really? So do you know what an enchant is?

"Yeah......"

"Right...... I went shopping for weapons till yesterday, so you know what?

"Was I? As a matter of fact, the Orihalcon is an essential catalyst for enchanting… in other words, it is the source of all magic props."

"Hmmm......"

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Listen to Gene explain, Lucia with a convincing look on her face, and finally, waltz how her complexion is getting less superior.

Even if I knew that —— no, it seemed because I knew that Gene had decided to say the following words.

"... buy this Orihalcon for 20,000 kilos of gold"

"... to?

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"... don't you mind? Then..."

And that was when Gene tried to raise the buyout price.

"... I'm not talking about liking it or not liking it..."

Waltz, who has been almost silent until now, starts talking.

"I've finally figured out that this is worth it. If you want me to sell it, you can sell it, okay? But there are things you can't give away."

That's what I said, eyes open, and a waltz that looks straight at Gene.

In that gaze, there was talk among the waltz (?) Pressure, or something like intent to kill, was included, and the jean who received it seemed to be scratching a cold sweat that could not be hidden on his forehead.

Still, he opened his mouth without changing his expression and inquired against Waltz.

"... what is that?

"Hiding information and guaranteeing our safety. If someone with an evil idea finds out we have orihalcon or iron... you know what happens? So I want you to take care not to inadvertently divulge information and not harm us. If you can protect it... you can sell the Orihalcon, right?

"... is that what you mean"

Did you know it from the beginning, or did you understand it after it was pointed out... Though pale, Gene shows a convincing response while maintaining his poker face. From that look on his face, he couldn't read what he was thinking and seemed to make him ask that he was quite a cutter.

As a result, Waltz seems to have decided to set aside what Gene is thinking for now and push the story so far, with momentum, straight through.

"So, what do we do? You don't have to buy us anything else, do you? You don't have to sell it here, you can sell it elsewhere, and worst of all, even from the village of Alc--"

"... no. Let us buy it off at our place. Of course, I will drink exactly what Master Waltz has just said about the demands. On top of that, I have one suggestion for you...... is it possible that we should buy iron or orihalcon regularly?

"Well... if the terms are maintained without further ado, it doesn't matter, right? But bringing it all the way to this town is a little cumbersome, isn't it?

"There, on our side, we will arrange a caravan, just for Master Waltz's sake. Of course, we gather people with strong mouths, so don't worry about concerns that information may be leaked."

"... yes (that...? On the contrary, I don't even feel like I don't trust you...)"

And I only had a bad feeling about waltz, imagining what it was like to be a hard-mouthed carrier. Nevertheless, in the worst case scenario, it also seemed to get misty quickly, as we were just talking about walking away from the village with Lucia.