Kujonin

"Why doesn't Lord Nathan understand this invention?!"

After another fight with Arrimu, the Dwarf's magic tool shop, she left my room.

I've been disagreeing for a long time. With regard to the weapon called "Desert Ring," she made it herself and said, "Never use it."

Indeed, it is difficult to imagine the power of the "Great Wheel of the Desert", and it is not known how much sacrifice will be made. That's why we can be a deterrent to war. Me and Spikeman talked a lot about it.

Late in the evening, I started talking around the fire in the forest, and I greeted the morning as it was.

"Nathan, you and I have become one of the rulers of our country." Hey, have we changed? "

At dawn, Spikeman asked me.

"Nothing has changed." We're just like we were then. In this year, just like the day you purchased the torch drum, you never thought you'd be surrounded by a kindling that gently warmed up your travelers and told them about your future till morning. "

When I said that, Spikeman laughed, "I never thought I'd be a fire hero back then."

When I got that torch drum, I didn't expect to move the country like this.

That was around the first half of our teens when we were picking up medicinal herbs in the woods and somehow earning money.

Some grandfather told us that gold came out of an old Spirit of Fire statue, and we searched the ancient jewelry store for excavations.

I found a torch drum in an old toy store in Snowfield's town, and you decided to buy it soon. I was worried that you'd go crazy when you said, "You should buy five coins." It may have seemed like a treasure to you, who had the knowledge of the fire magic circle, but to me it only looked like a torn drum.

Still, I told the owner of the ancient jewelry store, "I can't help it if I have this kind of useless shit. We're going to sell it to some stupid merchants in the desert, so you can sell it for three silver coins."

Get it cheaply and sell it expensively. It must have been the basis of commerce since the time when the monsters were captured with stone spears.

When we got the torch drum, we had a feast in the woods for just the two of us. You repaired it and sold it for five coins. Then the buyers gathered together like idiots, and the merchants in the desert caravan ended up selling gold at the auction for 13 coins.

All because you had a little knowledge of the fire magic circle.

It's our job to buy things from people who don't have the knowledge, use it effectively, and multiply it by its value. I didn't do anything wrong. It's just that three silver coins turned into thirteen gold coins.

But a fire broke out in the house of the merchant who bought it the night the fire drums sold. The fire spread out and burned half of the desert caravan.

You wept, "The fire is not bad, poor thing."

I wasn't sure why you cried, but the next day, you were protected by the Spirit of Fire and became a fire hero.

Since then, we have been given the latest information and knowledge on our own.

All I had to do was buy it from the right place and sell it at the right time. All we have to do is buy things from people who don't know, and sell them for value.

I don't have any karakuri. It's the same thing all the time.

Tomorrow, I'm going to borrow a book from the magic nation of Edibala.

I'm sure Eddie Balla's folks wouldn't expect the book to be taken away and the town burned in the 'Great Wheel of the Desert'.

But is that really the case?

Sometimes, someone who knows everything and sells things to us?

Didn't the owner of the old tool shop who sold us the drums of fire sell them to us with the intention of giving us a handout?

Didn't we pretend to be unaware of the eyes of our wise master, who knows that we have no money and that we will lose?

What if Eddie Balla's guys had the same eyes as the master of that old junk store?

If so, I don't know if I can use the Desert Ring.

My heart aches deep inside my chest. You remember the pain, don't you?

But even so, we cannot betray the expectations of the merchants of the Land of Fire.

Let's not think any further. If you're caught up in your emotions, you can't do the job of a merchant.

We haven't changed since then. It is the world that has changed.

Isn't that right, Spike Man?