Crowded with people, the first floor of the Kingdom Merchant Guild.
What I'm sitting on is that most wall counter seat. He came to deliver the potion as usual.
"Mr. Tauro, I need to talk to you for a second."
An old man on the strong side asks as he receives bottles with various potions: red, blue, green and dark.
He's in charge of buying my potion, chief of the Merchant Alliance.
"I was wondering if you could increase the number of D-rank state abnormality recovery drugs delivered."
Don't answer instantly, ask why.
Then the strong old man faces as he stands by the side of his mouth. The voice is small.
It's like telling me, but it seemed like information I couldn't do publicly.
"I'm still in the middle of an investigation, but I think there's been a major incident at Awok's whorehouse."
Is it from lunch, or the tight smell of spices leaking out of my mouth? Encourage them to continue while enduring it.
"A good number of people seem to be directing their minds. And it's extremely powerful."
When I heard that, I understood too. This is not the first time these things have happened. It would be similar to an elf whorehouse.
What just surprised me was its strength.
"Do you need a D-rank to unlock it?
Nodding chief.
Previously, the country's leading team of adventurers, Robust, received a "serious burn" curse from Lesser Salamander.
De-cursing it also required D-rank State Abnormal Recovery Magic.
"D-Rank of Conditional Anomaly Recovery Magic"
Few surgeons are mastered compared to the treatment of injuries and illnesses. If it's the same recovery system, it's probably because there's more demand there.
With that circumstance, the treatment of the 'robust' members was not very advanced. It was also requested by the Merchant Alliance at that time, which changed the delivery percentage of the potion.
(Indeed)
If you recall the noise at the time, it's definitely a big case.
Before I could respond, the chief went on to say the words.
"He said the kingdom had begged the eastern kingdom to send the Virgin. Fortunately, you're here, but there's probably a lot of victims."
As a merchant's guild, I want to do what I can. and exhale.
"Of the eastern country...... are you the Virgin?
Me taking a direct hit from the spice wind and holding my breath. Still asks the unfamiliar words, tilting his little neck.
The chief nodded and told me kindly.
"He is the one who is born and is said to be in God's favor"
"Ho."
"Super-high state anomaly recovery magic. They can do it several times a day, at no cost."
Something, I feel hooked on the expression. What the hell does "equivalent effect to magic" mean?
The chief seemed to see my face and read my thoughts.
"The Virgin is not a magician. The power is innate, he said."
They don't need any of those things, like chanting spells or creating magic formations.
"That's amazing."
I tentatively put my thing on the shelf and leak my surprise voice.
D-rank magic. If you can use it once a day, the world is regarded as a high-ranking magician. If we can exert more power than that, we are also convinced that we are called 'Virgin'.
"This is where it's important."
The chief's story still goes on.
"The Virgin is just too young to be a teenager. It doesn't seem as pretty, but they say it's cute."
Let your eyes shine and begin to speak fervently.
(No, the chief liked idols)
Idol group stage in the Holy Capital. I remembered going through every night and lining up in the contact room.
A cute system that is more intimate than a perfect beauty. I guess that's the bump.
"If you get a chance, I'd like to take a look."
Put your hands together in front of your chest, lukewarm. It's good to have a hobby, different colors of life.
I told the chief that I was willing to accept.
"Okay, next time, I'll bring the main condition recovery pill."
Chief thanking you with a full smile. I say hello, take a seat, and leave the Merchant Alliance behind.
Lunch was picked up at a stall in Central Square, while thinking about the Awok case.
(Perhaps the killer is Elda)
It is also painful to remember.
The first serious crisis I encountered as I moved into this world.
If I hadn't had the high-ranking state anomaly recovery magic. If, before going to bed, you don't have the habit of exerting the magic that remains on you.
(It was dangerous)
Thinking of the magnitude of the danger avoided, a cold sweat erupts.
Elda's brainwashing wouldn't have solved it. It must not have stayed in the groin, it must have been shaved to the marrow of the bone.
(But did you need a D-rank to cancel it or was it that great?)
It was done to ponytail, brainwashing from a man elf. It could be removed by F-rank magic.
Magic where D is classified as high, E as medium, and F as low. In it, D is not the norm.
(Maybe a combination of pre-heart-breaking verbal attacks, unconscious mouth moves, and magic)
He looks Elderlich, but the move is definitely top notch. Reminds me of a scene where an old woman devoured my groin, shaking my head hard, left and right.
By the way, I can't really remember the merging scene that followed. I think the defense mechanism of the mind worked.
(I'm so glad I got away with it)
Back then, right after I moved into this world. Nothing but strangers.
Even if he disappeared, there wouldn't have been anyone who cared.
(But now, pilots of kingdom merchant guild knights)
It builds a firm position.
(made some friends too)
Cornell drives Class A knights in the Kingdom Knights, National Pilot Lightning of the Nicea Cassian Country. Also in the form of handouts, Mr. Cool from First Food (Unicorn).
You're all reliable. When you have to, you have to help me.
(But I'm the only one the family can count on.)
So I think about my family.
Imosque like a five-year-old larvae from a magpie butterfly, dangolows from the dangoose itself, and Zaratan, a turtle.
When something happens to me, you won't be able to protect the garden forest, which is where you live.
(I can't have one conversation even if they ask me to leave because I'm late for rent)
And I don't have any gold or silver coins.
(In case you think about it, I still want a guardian)
A powerful presence, the Knight of the Elves, is beginning to show itself. As for those who need to be protected, I want to keep insurance.
If you looked at the list of friends in your head, there was only one suitable person.
(That's lightning)
I have guided him to the garden forest and introduced him to Imosuke and Dangolo. That's when Lightning treated me with respect.
The attitude shown by the elves when they summoned Imoske. It's not like that at all.
(All right, next time you want to invite me to the whorehouse)
Why a whorehouse. The reason is simple, because this is the only way to entertain me.
With regard to meals and alcohol, there is still a lack of knowledge. The most confident part is playing in a whorehouse.
(I wish you would join the Dying Regiment)
That way, I can also connect with Mr. Cool. Lightning will be able to help her.
(Just what Lightning thinks)
Good young man with a short moustache, full of justice. I reach for coffee after meals as I think of that appearance.
The purpose of "The Secret Society of Evil, The Dying Regiment" is "The Phantoms to whom they belong, live as they wish".
To do this, we don't have to stick out of society's decisions. For the first time, the bookseller's grandfather took it away from him.
(You broke in, you attacked your sleep)
Besides, Mr. Cool's outfit is his grandfather's cosplay of thinkers. I would say it ravaged matter and spirit, both of them.
"Unstomped by the former, trampling the mind and body"
The delight greatly attracts the first food (unicorn). Until the renter's grandfather lost his mind, so much so that he didn't stop wandering on his stomach.
(... Speaking of prostitutes, wouldn't you be convinced)
It may be a little painful.
(Anyway, let's call it in)
On the floor below me, Lightning, where the three of us live. I decided to visit soon.
Around the same time, a regional city in the northern part of the Empire.
A woman of mannequin-like beauty woke up in one of its luxury residential neighborhoods.
(Hey, sounds like you've been napping)
Get yourself up off the couch and close the book that was lying down on the table.
(I haven't had this dream in a while. Because you came running away from Awok, I guess)
A dream is a memory of a long time ago as a girl. I'm talking about when they chased my home with violence.
She's the only one who survived. Relatives, including their parents and brothers, are all losing their lives.
"Hmm."
Pour water from the pitcher into a glass and sip.
She survived because she was able to get out of the interior with the guidance of the Spirit Beast. As a young girl, she was not expected to have a family yet.
If it had been known, a family member would have been killed first. Just as those around them were.
(It's also because of me hiding it)
I hadn't even noticed my parents had gotten a family member.
I think about it and open the jewelry box. What I took out was a big ruby fitted ring.
Through magic on his fingers, a pattern emerged in the gem. It's a Spirit Beast pattern with a lion's lower body on the upper body of the eagle, with a large tree background.
"World Tree and Griffon"
It is the crest of the Elf royal family.
(What's a "bloodless revolution"? I buried him alive and killed him, so he didn't just bleed)
I thin my eyes and think. We only care about what we hear and what we look like, how we name ourselves.
Elves who hate and despise earthly attributes. For them, burying alive is something that gives them both fear and humiliation at the same time.
(Well, fine)
I feel the powder on my makeup start to fall off, and I know my expression was moving.
What I reconsidered and thought about was the battle of the Elf Knights. It happened in a big hole south of Awok.
It must be the first time since the Spirit War.
(Something is happening. That's not like before.)
Slightly laughing at the edge of his mouth, peeking under the couch.
There she is, her precious spiritual beast. He was about fifty centimeters long and had a black snake of earthly attributes round him.
(Funny things could happen before my life runs out)
A crow snake that would be asleep. After smiling at it, raise your head and face north.
That's home, the direction inside the elf.
(Oh, my God, this is already the time)
The wall-mounted clock caught my eye, a little surprised.
And Elda lifted herself up to go to work at the whorehouse in the land.
Once again, the stage moves to the King's Capital, a stone building with Tauro's home.
On the third floor, I live with my family, and upstairs, the pilot, Lightning, seconded by the Nicea Cassian State.
I was now disturbed by the souvenirs and warmly welcomed in.
"Sorry for your concern"
The polite young pilot bows his head.
What was made a souvenir is a box containing various types of treats, but also a large box. Again, I think it's best if you don't eat it.
Quickly, the sweets that were in are served on a plate and tea is served.
"It's totally winter. It will be snowing in the country."
The Niceacasian nation to the north is moving faster in season than the King's capital. They say heating is already essential at this time of year.
Some houses are said to harvest old Nicea cassia trees and use them for firewood in the fireplace.
"Magic is expensive."
Lightning feels light and mouths, but it makes me think.
Thanks to magic, this world is convenient and clean. Air conditioning and the like also change the temperature of the room itself, making it more comfortable than in previous life.
But that depends on Kim.
No matter how good the tools may be, they cannot be obtained without gold.
Change your mind and shake the subject.
"Speaking of which, I hear there are demons in Nicea Cassia."
There are suspicious rumors going around that Teaching Light Patrol Sensei defeated him with his bare hands.
A word I said without any concern. But the next moment, I regretted it from the bottom of my heart.
(I did it)
Until then the warm atmosphere froze in an instant.
Instead of lightning, his wife's face, who sits next to him, is also blue. Both of you, your eyes are looking down.
The only thing that doesn't change is the sleeping toddler. It was a small bed in the corner of the room, hugged by a stuffed animal.
(I don't know what it is, but definitely contraindicated Taboo)
And it seemed that it was not a good story for a stranger to hear.
A little later, Mr. and Mrs. Lightning laugh at the hard look. And I mumbled on another topic.
Tales of demons are windy attitudes that were not there in themselves.
I responded to it with a pulled smile, too, and what an awkward time it took to pass.
"Uh, thank you for the treat"
When you finish your tea, take a seat.
I'll invite you to the whorehouse again.
(In front of people from the Nicea Cassian country, it is forbidden to talk about demons)
He commanded his heart to climb the outer stairs to the third floor.