Helper teacher of magic girls' school

Episode 727: The Trap Lurking in the Crate

A pitch-black chest sits in the center surrounded by members of the Clan Star (Stella) with the addition of Marcosias.

Lew looks over at the clan members and says:

"Now we finally open the chest... but here we should be cautious. Otherwise, it can make a big mistake. Minmi, Cassandra and Rene, senior adventurers, know... can you teach us if you like?

What Lew is saying is a precaution for crates.

Minmi raised her hand with her right hand and pointed at Cassandra with her left hand.

"Well... sometimes, Cassandra, let's go!

"Me!?

Cassandra stunned for a moment but quickly turned to smile.

Because I realized that Min Mi, who came out conscious as a senior adventurer in the clan, had set me up to have flowers for a cute junior.

"Yes! Then let me explain it to you"

Cohon and coughed Cassandra slightly blushed her cheeks knowing they were attracting the attention of all the clan members.

Heh heh... if I were your sister.

Rene is also smiling and watching.

"Master Lu asked me to untie him when he opened the door to the other world, but there are often traps set in this chest."

It is Fran who asked the question here.

"Please tell me the type of trap, Dr. Cassandra"

He called me a teacher, and Cassandra seems to be getting better too.

The tone of my voice also comes lighter.

"Copy that! There are many other unknown traps including rotten odors, poison needles, paralyzed needles, gas sprays, trick arrows, petrification that call for demons…"

"Thank you! Which trap is particularly dangerous?

The opposing Fran was also a way of thanking him, and he was completely finished with his students.

"The minds of the underworld do damage to everyone. Petrification is also dangerous without immediate healing. Damage to poison and paralysis needles is minor, but when the healer becomes incapacitated, the risk of crane destruction increases at once."

"Thank you! I learned so much."

Fran puts his head down with dust.

But Cassandra waved her hand to the side.

"Fran! I haven't finished explaining the key yet. This is a trap, too, so I want you to listen to me."

"Ha, ha!

Fran, surprised by the harsh tone of Cassandra, rushes to correct her residence.

Cassandra pointed to the chest with her favorite sword as she turned back to the pitch-black chest that Lew had drawn.

"Another danger lurking in this chest… it is if this chest itself is a life form"

"Life form!? I've only read about it in the Magic Book, but it's true."

Crates are life forms?

They were half-hearted for Fran, who so far had no interest in adventurers.

"Oh, lurking in these equivalents, such as treasure chests and crates, are demons collectively called mimics"

"Mimic? Is that right, Dr. Cassandra"

"Yes! The word mimic originally means pseudo. There are theories about who you are, including spirits, demons, fairies, evil spirits, pseudo life forms, and there are actually examples."

…………

An unidentified demon?

What the hell...

Fran puts on an arm and thinks about it.

Cassandra says something even scarier when she sees such a franc.

It is about Mimic's habits.

"Mimic lurks in these ruins and labyrinths and, at one point, in a regular treasure trove, waiting for his prey. They show fiction and phantoms, they stir up their opponents, and at the end of the day they prey on adventurers."

"Scary......"

"I'm definitely scared. So even if we find a chest, we have to deal with it carefully. But if the chest is mimic, the way you can tell is if it's magical, try attacking it lightly."

Cassandra glances casually at Luu.

He asked me if I could actually shoot a mild flare shell at the chest.

Cassandra opens her mouth again because Lew nodded silently.

"This chest looked at by Master Lew earlier and it looks like there are no traps. Now if you'll excuse me... I'll shoot the firebomb."

Cassandra added and subtracted when she chanted the magic ceremony and fired the flare shell.

But...... the crate is just slightly burnt on the surface and no change.

"You're almost fine. Then it is Master Lu who unlocks and opens the chest, please."

"Copy that. We're running out of time. Next time, Professor of Unlocking and Lid Unlocking Magic."

"Buh! Oh, my God! It's a joke, sir."

At a time like this, it is becoming Minmi's role to get bogged down.

Something seems to be changing, too, Minmi, who conveyed her thoughts to Lou and her hopes were fulfilled.

"Unlock (Unlock)! Open lid (open)!

Pakan!

The magic of Lew causes the lid to open without hesitation.

Lew smiled with a calm look when he saw something glowing gold in it.

"Ha, there seems to be no danger. Then let's check the contents of the crate. We should all set the order and see. I'll be the last one."

But it was Fran who hung on to it.

"No! I don't even have time here... my husband checks the contents. Let's get your husband and Dr. Rene to identify what came out."

He made a suggestion to give priority to prompt processing to the concerned Luu.

No one disagrees with what Fran, who is second only to Lu.

"Okay! Do we follow Fran here, then? Let me see what's inside."

"Then I will follow Master Lew.... Fran, thank you"

"No, eh."

René thanked him because Fran likewise possessed the qualification of Magic Appraiser A.

With the First Lady's privilege, she was able to carry out the treasure inspection and appraisal with Lu.

René realized and thanked him for not doing it.

"Hmm! An old gold coin... 300 pieces, and this... is a ring. Looks like it's made of Mithril."

"Gold coins...... appraisal! Uh, this is the currency of the Principality of Sirius, thousands of years ago. I think the antique value is considerable...... sorry. I think I would do more than 10 current gold coin values per gold coin. But now, to the detailed amount here..."

At the end of the day it was René's appraisal, which was interrupted by a lack of confidence, but Luu applauded and honored him.

"That's enough! Well done, Rene!

"Ahhh!

Yay!

It helped the clan!

I was able to do my part.

All the clan members watched gently for Rene, who smiled delightfully from the bottom of his soul.