Disciple of Immortal

Having successfully obtained the Spirit Tree Shizuku from Urzottle, we were returning to the Inn of the Magic City of Manarak.

When I entered the Inn Room, I singled to the world of the "Curse Mirror of the Distorted Realms" to gather the last material of the "Blood Ether of God" and finished a few high-ranking demons before going outside.

"Ka, Mr. Kanata! Are you all right!

Look at me. Pomera moves her hands around.

"Keho, I'm hit. You pulled a little hassle."

The Devil in "The Curse Mirror of the Distorted Realms" is strong.

Really tough.

Occasionally, demons of an unusual nature have emerged that I have never seen before, or that I can afford to bump through the ceiling levels that I have previously confirmed.

I'm still forbidden to be cautious.

"So you didn't get the example material?

I put out a giant bottle and held it in my hand, more than a magic bag.

It's packed with colorful, odd organ-like things inside.

Something like eyeballs is also floating.

"I was retrieving the cerebral marrow, and I poked that gap and this came out of the carcass. No, I really thought I was going to die."

I show the yellow spiral brain in the bottle with my fingers.

"Hey, I see... looks like we got him down safely, most importantly..."

Pomera nodded with a cramped look.

"Wow! Hey, Kanata, is this sweet? Sweet?"

Filia asks with her eyes shining.

"Uh-huh, that's bitter one way or the other"

"Oh well..."

Filia drops her shoulder.

I do feel like there was a food game in Japan or a colorful gummy treat for these kids.

"There must be enough ingredients, and let's start the alchemy experiment quickly"

The main ingredients of "Blood Ether of God" are "Spirit Tree Shizuku" and "Adamant Ore" in "The Brain Spirit of High Demons".

There is also The Mask of the Dream King, the ultimate catalyst, which greatly facilitates material changes due to alchemy magic.

I'm sure it'll work.

"Dimension Pocket, Dimensional Bag"

I deploy a magic formation, put my hand in the center of it, and pull out the cauldron, the ones Gannett was collecting as ingredients.

"Yes, are you going to make it now!? Here!?

"Because there is no other place. It's okay, I'll use junction magic, like I did when I alchemized Adamant Ore."

"Was it quite dangerous before...? Besides, if I were to use that, I'd feel like it would be a lot harder than last time..."

Pomera anxiously turns to a large bottle filled with "The Brain of the High Demon".

"Are you all right? Would you like to react to something and have a blast?

"I won't. Brains, right?

"No, but... considering that cod addition and subtraction of the devil, Pomera thinks it's not weird what happens..."

"Because that's not exactly what it is. Rest assured."

I smiled bitterly.

I guess Pomera fears the room blew up the last time she alchemized Adamant Ore.

That was an accident because I wasn't used to handling the ultimate catalyst, the Dream King Mask.

The reaction rate far exceeded expectations, resulting in an unexpectedly large amount of heat.

Wouldn't "Dream King's Mask" be an easy permanent institution depending on how it is used?

I can't do it, but if I make it look like Renaele, I might make it up a little.

That's the only Alchemist's dream item that once struck the world with war more than once.

Whatever it is, I confirmed the unusual power of The Dream King's Mask, so I won't commit such a failure anymore.

"Phyllia, mask please"

"Yes!"

"Mr. Pomera asks for a spiritual magic that turns off the sound."

"... OK, Pomera will also be an accomplice. Mr. Kanata, I'll take you to jail."

Pomera wiped tears with her sleeves and mouthed them.

"Yes, it's okay! Nothing, I don't even do dark things behind me so I don't have to be so prepared..."

That's when I heard Don and a cluttered knock.

Me and Pomera made me jump back and shut my mouth tightly.

Only Filia blinked her big eyes and said, "Customer?," he muttered.

"Kah, Kanata, what do we do! Are you going to seal your mouth? Please miss him!

"Oh, please calm down, Mr. Pomera! I'm not doing anything dark back there. In the meantime, clean up the unsavory stuff if you see it!

"Isn't it kind of contradictory...?

I'm not doing anything wrong.

I'm not, but The Mask of the Dream King is a major war criminal item that has provoked many wars, and Adamant Ore has no explanation if they visit the obtaining route, and "The Brain of the High-Level Demon" is a substitute for knowing it sucks at a glance that doesn't require language.

I've never crossed it all out of sight.

I kicked the floor and quickly grabbed a large jar full of "The Brain of the High Demon".

At that moment, the inn door was cluttered open.

A goat mask appeared.

He is wearing a black coat over heavy armor.

"If you're here, get back to me. I came all the way out here to check on you while I was busy."

Shift the goat mask.

The red-patterned face was dewy.

It is Rosmond.

She looks around the room after she mouths her mouth like a sneer.

"You... what is that, like a very bad organ?

Rosmond turns a blind eye to the Brain of the High Demon in my hand.

"This is a treat from another country like this."

"Bad taste"

Rosmond frowned and said so.

Duh, I somehow misled......

I exhaled heavily.

Afterwards, all the cauldrons and items were collected in the Dimension Pocket, a different dimensional bag.

"Kew, don't open the door suddenly, Mr. Rosmond"

"Then get back to me. As I said earlier, I'm not free either. In the meantime, I came all the way out here to advise you. I don't remember being complained about because I was thankful"

Rosmond laughs like he made a handful of fools of himself.

I thought it was tyrannical... but Rosmond, while you were really busy, did you come all the way up to our inn just to give us some advice?

I got annoyed because of the bad mouthfeel, but I wonder if this guy is quite popular with me.

"... that's, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't ready for hospitality."

I bow my head.

"Things are going crazy..."

Hold your forehead as Rosmond exhales.

"So, what's advice...?

"The Demon King disturbance has been cleared up. But now the disturbing wind is starting to blow again in this manarac"

"Disturbing wind?

"Oh, yeah. And apart from that, did you guys do anything wrong?

I put my hand on my chin.

Did you do something that didn't taste good?

The contract with Urzottle shouldn't matter.

It's too soon to sniff it out.

"The Hand of the Military God (Arethhand)." He is unusually silent and has little to do with the others. I don't show much interest in the urban crisis either. You must have a lot of wealth, but there's a lot of mystery about where and what he does in normal times. I follow Grandpa Raccoon on the face of it, but I don't trust him. I came out of the demon king commotion once, but I find it suspicious how far I meant it. "

"I see..."

"The Hand of the Military God (Ares Hand)" … Kotone Takanashi.

He's the same otherworld-transfer I am.

But what does that have to do with me?

"The Hand of the Military God (Ares Hand) is looking into you. It's really rare for him to stand out so far and move spontaneously. I don't suppose you bought it even with a grudge?