Disciple of Immortal

The Red Right Wand disturbance ended, and two days later.

I was walking with Pomera and Filia through Manalak to meet Gannett at the headquarters of the Wand of Demonic Silver (Mithril).

"Why all the pomeras, this always happens..."

Pomera dropped her shoulder and said so.

In the last two days, the voice of heroism of Pomera had grown louder in Manarak again.

Of course, he was going around manalark to treat the injured, driving back the Black Reaper Rovis, healing and regenerating the destroyed building with white magic, and at the end of it, beating Alice the Corpse Doll, which was the corner of the Human Demon Dragon, to death with a stroke of a cane.

"Pomera, cool! Wow!"

Phyllia dries up happy.

"Thank you, Philia. But Pomera is not very happy..."

"Mr. Pomera, did you regenerate the building?

"Isn't that right, Kanata... That's..."

Pomera said that much and stopped the words, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.

"What is it, Mr. Pomera?

"No, um... Kanata, there's someone you know who's a great beauty, right? Are you hiding this from Pomera?

"Huh...?

I was suddenly confused when asked.

After I got out on the ground, it was Pomera I met first.

I think Cotone and Rosmond are also in the aesthetic category, but I naturally know Pomera about them.

No way, are you referring to the woman who was with Rovis?

"Why are you trying to delude me, Mr. Canata?

Pomera's getting close to me.

"Yes, no, nothing to delude..."

"Pomera, I'm frightened!

For some reason, Philia seemed happy and dry.

"I'm a grey-haired person. The tip of the hair is a little red, of the odd eye..."

"Ah, it's Mr. Renaele! Good... that guy was still in Manarak"

After we met the last time we defeated the Spider Demon King, I thought maybe we'd gone back to Hell's Hole (Coquitos).

But apparently it was still in this city.

I didn't think Pomera was in contact with Lunaere.

"Renaele...... was Kanata's magical master, the benefactor of his life, right?

"Yeah, you told Mr. Pomera a while ago, didn't you? Really? Have you met Mr. Renaele? What did you tell him?

When I asked, the look on Pomera's face clouded all at once.

I tilted my neck wondering if I had made any mistakes.

"... Kanata, you used to say you were an eighty-year-old grandmother about Lunaere, right?

"What, no, that's not..."

Second, my memories are back.

I did say it. Thousands of years old, I thought I shouldn't reveal that I was rich, so I fixed it to eighty.

"I said..."

"Look, you said it! I thought you were saying! Why did you lie like that to Pomera! Please confess!

"Shh, sorry, that's a little hard to explain, but for a reason... So, but you don't have to be so angry."

"I'm not mad! I'm just asking! Explain it well!

"Well, that's, now..."

"What is it! What were you trying to delude!

Or, I knew I was angry.

I asked for help, and I saw Philia.

Filia was looking forward to seeing how Pomera and I were doing.

"Lord Kanata, Lord Pomera, Lord Filia. You've come a long way. I saw you, so I picked you up."

Gannett called out to us.

Pomera blushed and shyly pulled herself away from me.

"Shh, excuse me, Kanata...... Hey, I was excited."

I gratefully bowed my head to Gannett.

Gannett thumbed up small and smiled.

He still saw how Pomera was doing and he jumped in when he saw I was in trouble.

"We have all the substitutes previously asked for. Should I send this one to the inn later?

"Thank you for your concern. However, it can be magically stored in space-time, so we'll keep it that way."

Finally, it seems that the fine material of "God's Blood Ether", which I had previously asked for, has been gathered.

This should allow us to enter the mass production of "God's Blood Ether" and raise the level using Pomera's "Curse Mirror of the Distorted Realms".

"Then" Shizuku the Spirit Tree "...... I was able to check the quality of this one. If you try to sell everything at once because the quantity is quantity, it will collapse, but I was wondering if it would be 200 million gold in the last minute if you took a moment."

Gannett dives his voice and speaks.

"Heh, is it 200 million gold!?

Look at us like the passers-by around us have done a little.

I lurked my voice in a panic.

"Shh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Then the financial problems will be largely solved.

I really have to thank Ulzottle.

... Next time, I'll even prepare some fine meat for you to call.

"And we've already turned the cartoons of Lord Cotone to the market of Manarak, who helped us."

"Also, is it already!?

"Yeah, it's still experimental, but we should already be out there with both of them. There is also a good reputation among the parties involved, and this could be a boom. It would have been difficult without Lord Canata's cooperation. We will also pay you this thank you."

Gannett is acting really fast.

He said he would hurry because he wanted to prepare a bright topic for the dark manalark, but I didn't think he'd put it in shape so quickly and even put it in circulation.

"My cooperation is insignificant. Thank you for shaping Mr. Cotone's dream."

"No, Lord Cotone will be delighted."

Gannett laughed with real pleasure.

I'm glad I worked with you, too, I thought so.

"... hmm? Two? No, not just one?

"Look, a little short, boy friendship... seemed slightly distorted, but there would have been something that dealt with that. It seemed kind of chigu and unfinished, but oddly enough, some of the staff at the Magic Silver (Mithril) Wand told me that I had a good reputation and that I should definitely put it on the table. Based on what Lord Kanata told us, we decided to send it to the market."

I covered my face with my hands.

Cotone, too, that was for his own fun, and he should never have wanted to put it on the table.

Because it's a secondary creation of comics not found in this world in the first place.

"Yes, shouldn't I have?

"... I was wondering if it would be nice to say one way or another"

At that time, it sounded like a kick to the ground in the distance.

Look me in the eye, I was taken aback.

Beautiful dark hair, luxurious body, characteristic metal cage hands.

It was Cotone, whether I saw it wrong or not.

However, usually cool, her face turned bright red and her eyes had tears in them.

"Mr. Cotone, you're awake!

I'm overflowing with nature and tears, too.

I honestly thought that Cotone would wake up, that there might be no more.

Cotone glanced at Gannett and pulled his arms wide around his caged hand.

I felt the blood draw.

If Cotone, the S-class adventurer, could seriously beat him up, Gannett wouldn't have a stack of them.

I split in between and grabbed Cotone's wrist.

"Oh, please calm down, Mr. Cotone! What is wrong with you! No way, the impact of Puppet Show (Papette Coffin) is still...!

Cotone's opposite hand strangled me.

"Kah, kah, kanata too! And Kanata! You said you'd hide it until I made up my mind to go outside! By the way, why even arr!? If you saw what I was like, you must have figured it out!

I knew it was about comics.

At the very least, it should have been delayed to let you out a little longer.

No, Boys Love comics alone should have stopped me stronger.

"Excuse me, Mr. Cotone...... I'm so sorry!

"Apologized, apologized, I can't help it anymore...! I didn't want anyone to know! Kill you and I'll die, too!

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Cotone!

Cotone kills tears from his worn out eyes and strengthens the grip he hangs around my neck.

"Oh, please don't, Lord Cotone! No, no, no! Lord Kanata, forgive me!

"Please stop, Mr. Cotone! Let go of your canata! I don't really know what's going on, but let's discuss it, discuss it!

Gannett and Pomera pulled me off, desperately clinging to Cotone.

Apparently, the other two in Cotone, Galan and Barrot, were also awake.

All three said that it had happened suddenly, and the magician who was on their treatment was also twisting his neck.

I had no idea why, but anyway, I was glad Cotone was safe.

... Later, Cotone's Boys Love comics were recovered, and the comics of those who were the main became a major fashion within Manalak, but I didn't know if Cotone was honestly happy.

No matter how much Gannett and I went to see each other, I would never have pulled into my room and come out for a week or so.