Legend

The autumnal sunshine that has been going on for the past few days was still pouring autumnal coolness and dazzling sunlight to the ground today without changing its appearance again.

It was the expectation and desire of those in Imperial Capital that tomorrow's finals would also be the best match day in good weather, if this weather were good.

While residents and tourists out of Imperial City that way are eager to talk about this year's martial arts tournament, Ray will continue throughout the city wearing the hood of a dragon robe as usual.

I look around, reassured by the fact that I'm not known to be Ray because I'm wearing a hood.

I've been out of the city many times before, but the number of people is overwhelmingly high compared to then.

Most of all, that would be natural too. When Ray was out of town before, there were martial arts competitions, and most of the tourists who came to see the Imperial City residents and martial arts competitions went to the arena.

There are no fighting tournament games today because tomorrow is the finals, so many people are gathered to talk about previous battles and tomorrow's finals.

"You had a great semifinals yesterday. Especially since the battle between the water dragon and the deep red was so flashy, it looked promising."

"If that's what you mean, Noise. I can't believe you let the sword wrap its magic around you. I couldn't believe it when I saw it."

"But isn't that the ability of the Devil's Sword?

"Um, I don't know. Maybe, but don't you think it's just awesome that we can attack like that?

"Thinking about it, your opponent was pathetic."

"Deep red and immovable. I'm pretty sure they both have as much strength as I expected, and what kind of battle tomorrow will be."

"Maybe the arena's broken."

"... it's a little scary that you can't deny that."

"Hey, don't hang out with that joke. That arena is a legacy of ancient magic civilization, isn't it? I wonder if it's that easy to break."

"But you beat your Rank A opponent, Deep Red, and Rank S immobilized, huh? I'm sure it's dangerous in many ways."

"Tomorrow's finals, I'm going to sell sandwiches... you think I can sell them?

"Hmm, because there's only one game in the game itself. I think it's better to sell Ningro drinks or something."

While listening to the conversations that various people are having with each other that way, Ray moves on to the back street he's been through before...... eventually he sees a familiar door.

It is a store that sells magic items and has shown me the arrow barrel of using magic to create infinite arrows before.

The effect itself was incredible, a magic item of performance that would definitely make Ray want it too, although it consumes a lot of magic to create arrows, or has the disadvantage that the arrows he created are basically only available to him.

(I'm pretty sure it's not user-friendly at the point where it's an arrow. Like I told you at that time if I could, there's a spear-type magic item...)

That's how I open the store door, thinking inside.

Then, the first thing that came into my eyes was a large number of items that were overflowing with clutter.

But at first glance, they look like magic items, and they're all just dummies, a substitute close to a stakeout that doesn't help anything.

"Yeah? Who?"

Ray turns his gaze toward the voice he hears from behind the store.

Then there he was, as I told him before, an old man of this magic item store owner.

"Oh? Oh, oh. Are you sure? I haven't seen a face in the store since, so I thought I'd stop coming."

At first, he was an old man who had turned his gaze toward a customer who came into the store in a frivolous manner, but knew it was Ray. No, he greeted him with such a delightful voice that he did not look good on his face.

I've been so busy.

"Oh, I know what's going on at the martial arts tournament, even if it stinks a lot of trouble for Nora to go out there. Lord, we're in the final, aren't we? And tomorrow's final opponent is immovable noise."

"Correct. So. Remember that magic item you showed me before. I'm not saying for throwing...... did you find any magic items that make spears out of magic?

of... That was Ray asking with just as much anticipation as the shard, but the answer of the returning old man was to shake his neck sideways.

"Unfortunately, no alchemist has made that magic item yet."

In that smudged tone, is it not already in the Empire... or is it not already in the world?

I was a little curious about which one, Ray, but it doesn't change that if there's no one in person who made that magic item anyway, there's nothing I can do about it.

"Yeah, right."

I'm sorry to hear you whine, but I don't see you that depressed with Ray.

I guess there's also a reason I came here feeling almost useless.

Plus, it doesn't necessarily mean there's no other magic item you can use besides that arrow barrel. That's what I thought and looked up... for some reason there was a shop owner with a nymphomaniacal grin on his mouth.

"... what's going on? Did something funny happen to you?

Ray is smiled at when he is unfortunate and told somewhere grumpy.

But the shopkeeper's old man opens his mouth with the same grin toward such a ray.

"Wait a minute. I want to show you something."

Tell him so, the owner walks into the back of the store.

Having dropped that back off, Ray looks around even though he feels slightly irritated.

Even though the store owner was gone, he didn't just leave because he was expecting something somewhere?

The question of such a ray is resolved by the fact that the shopkeeper who disappeared behind the store returned less than a minute later.

The owner had a cylindrical object about 5 cm high. There was a cavity inside, something like a small clasp attached to the outside so that it could be worn on the hips.

I know it's the first time you've seen it, but Ray leans his neck unintentionally on that cylindrical object that looks familiar somewhere.

I guess the shopkeeper is funny how Ray is bewildered. I'm just smiling and watching.

(What is it? I do recognize it somewhere... no, only enough to count what was served in this store in the first place)

That's what I thought, then. Finally, Ray understands what the object at the end of his gaze is.

A cylindrical object about 5 cm high. I was deluded by its smallness, but if it was higher... more precisely longer...

"The magic item you showed me when you came here last time?

The shopkeeper grinned that he had finally figured it out, throwing that magic item in his hand towards Ray.

"Slow down!"

I take it aggressively, but in the first place it was a magic item that used magic to produce arrows, but I don't know why it was cut to about 5cm long.

"This, why like this?

"Mm-hmm. I've been doing a lot of research on the Lord since then, but you said the Lord himself is good at throwing spears, didn't you?

Ray nods silently at the shopkeeper's words as if to confirm.

I'm good at throwing spears because it was certainly what I told you from my mouth when I used to come to this store.

"So, as I gathered a lot of information, I found that my physical abilities themselves were quite high in the first place"

"That's for sure"

"So, bye. Certainly a spear thrower would be very powerful. It is also quite long in terms of range. But instead, it takes a lot of action to throw."

"That too. Well, sure."

When throwing a spear, hold the part of the spear pattern and shake it wide before throwing it. Naturally, the movement will be significant.

Most importantly, in Ray's case, because of his extrahuman physical abilities, he is able to throw quite quickly than he would normally throw a spear.

Still, it was true that there was a slight time loss beyond the need for a move to shake it up.

"So, here we go."

"... this?

At the end of the store owner's gaze is a magic item naturally thrown earlier and delivered into his own hands.

"Uhm. Certainly no alchemist has made that magic item already. When I found out about it, I wondered what happened to Nong too... but fortunately someone I knew had a good arm when it came to adjusting or modifying magic items. I talked to him, and he's not what he looks like."

"... this?

Ray mouths the same words again as he did a few seconds ago.

But towards such a ray, the shopkeeper opens his mouth with a confident face.

"You should actually look at it with that eye than Nan explains. Let the magic flow."

……

Watch the owner suspiciously, but still magic the end of the arrow barrel.

At that moment, I felt the weight in my hand increase, and when I looked inside, there was not an arrow......, but only a ".

"What do you want me to do now?

"Hmm. If you're the Lord, you can throw it?

The shopkeeper's old man moves only his wrist as he tells him so.

(I see, it feels like a hand-backed sword)

Nodding as convinced by the word, the shopkeeper watching it squeaks irritably.

"Look, just try... oh"

The reason I looked sorry was clear. It was in Ray's hand that he disappeared like Kasumi.

"... has the time to disappear been considerably shorter than before?

About 30 seconds from the time it was created until it disappeared. Compared to the time of the previous arrows, it is clearly shorter.

To Ray's words like that, the shopkeeper sighs small.

"Mm-hmm. It's like an improved side effect on a magic item. But that's basically a weapon you throw at your opponent right after you build it. Considering the neighborhood, I don't think it's that big a drawback..."

"Well, it might be good for normal use,"

Mumble, let the magic flow again to create the magic.

"Look, try to target the wooden statue over there."

Can we target that word, even if it's sticky? Ray thought for a moment, but immediately convinced that the shopkeeper was going to say it, he threw his wrist movement alone.

Momentary moments, the sound of a kang and a thrust into the wooden statue echoed around him.

"I see. Sure, it's lighter than a spear, and it's about the size of a fingertip, so can you just throw it with the movement of your wrist"

While I'm surprised it's more user-friendly than I thought, Ray's eyes are directed toward the wooden statue where the pigeons pierced him.

After a few seconds, he opens his mouth to the shopkeeper, watching as if Kasumi had disappeared.

"Much more user-friendly than I expected."

"Well, well, well. It's not what Noh expected."

He was a smiling shopkeeper, like, do it, but Ray keeps trying to block it and keep the word going.

"It's just not without flaws. Low power is fine if you think of it in terms of restraint or unintentional strike, but the speed is too fast until it disappears. If I had at least 10 minutes left, I could inhibit the movement when I stuck it in my opponent's body."

"... Lord, don't worry about the worst"

Store owner sweats on thin forehead at Ray's words.

Targeting continuous damage while remaining in the body was an unexpected way to use it if the store owner tried it.

The store owner is only a merchant specializing in magic items and basically all I can think of is a common use in terms of using them.

"I guess the difference between those who use it and those who sell it. And..."

"And?"

To Ray, who said something and stopped him, the shopkeeper keeps urging him to go ahead.

But Ray's response to that was just to shake his neck sideways.

(Is there any way I can say the memory of comics and novels I read when I was in Japan)

"Anyway. Overall, I'm pretty sure it's a magic item to use."

"... as a result of the modification, the consumption of magic is even higher than when the arrow was used."

"I don't have a problem with that area. I have confidence in the amount of magic. Plus, I appreciate how you can snag it onto your belt and hide it with your robe. It's a little cumbersome to adjust with the position of the misrill knife, but you'll get used to that one of these days."

Being able to hide under the robe naturally means you can't see it from the other person. I mean, it was great for striking surprises.

Most importantly, the same is true of the misrill knife in the sense that it is under the robe, but as long as it is magical, it does not run out of ammo against only one misrill knife.

"This will be the trump card in tomorrow's battle... it won't be as sweet as it sounds, but I hope you can still poke at the noise even for a moment..."

"Lord, I'm losing more and more confidence."

Ray shouts naturally at the words of the shopkeeper, who groans somewhere.

"The opponent is Rank S, it's immovable noise, right? Ning Ro, you can do that for a moment."

"I guess that's true.... So what are you asking me now, buying this magic item, Nebra's eyes?

"Nebra's eyes? Is that the name of this magic item?... Oh, I'll definitely let you buy it. Price?"

The amount offered by the store owner to Ray, who asks so, is about 80% of the price that Ray still has left, having won by betting on himself at the martial arts competition.

But Ray paid lightly for Nebra's eyes to become his own, and left the store to get used to handling them.