Magic Gems Gourmet

On the way home from Madame's mansion, she slipped away from a very common carriage.

That was really commonplace, about the appearance of a predictable merchant's possession if I could add anything to it.

…………

Ain't surprisingly frowned at in inverse proportion to the look of the carriage though.

I accidentally stopped the horse and looked back at the carriage.

"Marco."

"I was wondering for sure."

I felt slight signs. This is just a slight thing that you wouldn't notice if you were a regular person, a sign to the extent that even Ain and Marco managed to notice.

"You two, what happened when you suddenly stopped?"

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure."

"Mm-hmm... you want to make sure?

When Ain answers concisely, he turns his face in the direction he's been going (Birdland).

The distance is... not that far anymore. If you let the horses run instead of walk like they have before, you'll be able to step all over town in less than enough time.

Seeing the lights of Amber Palace soaring in the distance, I nodded and then went to Marco.

"I'll leave the carriage to you. I'll be right back."

"Please stay in town and wait. You're going down the street alone."

Nothing. Still good, but I couldn't snort today somehow.

There is no question about the relationship of trust between Marco and me.

I just think it felt like the news of a bug.

"Marco go first. Before you lose sight of it."

I didn't say I was waiting in town. I rather hurried.

Don't forget that Marco knows well that his stubborn will won't break, and it won't be easy to persuade him.

Eventually he ran the horse and followed the wrong carriage.

"Lord Marco leaves His Royal Highness alone... I see, apparently in a hurry"

Graf runs the horse like he indicated with Ain as soon as he said so.

"Excuse me. In the meantime, I'll run my horse into Birdland. After I send Mr. Graff to the inn, I'll join Marco, so..."

"What, I don't mind. If you get to the side of town, there will be people from the Chamber of Commerce of Nong."

"No, let me drive you to the inn. We shouldn't have Krone's family in case."

"Ha, ha, ha! If you say that, Your Highness, Your Highness, you must stop His Highness from returning to the streets alone!

In the corner of the hood sweeping across the street.

There was a grin on Ain's mouth that glanced slightly.

When you get to this area, street lights line the shoulders at equal intervals. Orange light colors the sky that Birdland wants. The livelihood of the slowly approaching people as they go down the streets in the dark.

- From out of town to the center.

I slowed down the horse and proceeded not to be too slow.

The Inn where Graf stays is closer to out of town than the Inn where Ain stays, and that's where he arrived about a dozen minutes after he broke up with Marco.

That being said, Birdland, a town that gains momentum.

This neighborhood would be like a bedtown, to say the least. The standard of the houses standing side by side is high, and the people who go out with them are good in their own way and good in their goods.

"Noon's around here."

I can still get to the inn on horseback, but I'm hiding out today. There is also that, Graf said, leaving the horse with the man of the Chamber of Commerce before returning to the inn.

When I look at the shoulder of the road, the carriage like that stays.

"But"

"Don't worry. If you get here, it's harder to see the danger."

And, Graf laughs bitterly.

"I don't know what His Highness is going to see, but please be careful"

Ein exchanged his farewell greetings with few words at the end before, again, running his horse out of town.

The sound of hooves echoed around. Reflecting on catching people's attention, he loosened his reins and ran to the streets, trying to be calm.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

Ain't visibility toward the dark streets is elevated by a different view than usual.

This is how I do it, one carriage I've seen on the edge of my sight.

He confirmed the signs of Marco felt immediately nearby and that he was not in a state of combat.

Marco, on the other hand, also turned his face when he noticed Ain's proximity.

He seems to be saying something to the merchant-like man who was beside the carriage urging him to see Ain.

- Looks like you're doing well.

After that, I'll just fit myself in.

Assume some situations on horseback and worry about being able to handle them in any case.

I turned my consciousness to the signs I felt from inside the carriage.

"Sir, this one's for sale."

In a way that I've lived and never been used to call.

Still Ain't moved, he got off the horse beside Marco, whom he called his husband.

The parked carriage had wide open side doors and deliberately even had lights ready to illuminate the items inside.

I didn't know what the expression was, but by opening the side door wide, this carriage was built to be able to do business as an outdoor shop immediately.

A little further away from Marco and the merchants, about a few of the inflexible warriors refrain.

They will probably be merchant's escorts.

"Please take your time. I also have a store on the main street, so stay tuned for a variety of products. I'm sure your husband from Rockdam will be satisfied."

What kind of bourgeoisie am I now from Rockdam?

Then I intend to.

"Not bad."

"It's an honor."

"I was just wondering, how could a shopkeeper who has a store on Boulevard in Birdland be doing something like a business outside of town?

"I received a message from a customer in a remote town..."

For important customers. So I was convinced Ein looked at the product and nodded. It was all too good to do business with reason, and by the carriage there were tenacious warriors refraining.

"Then I'll buy..."

"No, no! No need to refrain! Even if you bought it, all I have to do is keep going back to town and replenish the product! Please don't worry and enjoy yourself!

"That's good, then.... Oh, yes, Grandpa, look at the horse."

"... Yes, I will do as you say"

The lowered Marco grabbed the reins of the two horses and looked at the merchant from the gap in the hood as he tried to take care of them. The reason Ain't told me to stay with the horse is to watch the merchant, and I'll wait for this play to move on.

"Hmm?"

Ain't found what I was looking for among the products in line.

It is a beautiful and luxurious gold necklace.

"This is good. It's not a bad piece of gold."

"It's an honor to keep it in compliment. This is a delicacy made by Dwarf and processed from Ishtarika as a magic prop."

"Well, what effect does it have?"

"It has a good effect on your skin and hair to enhance the beauty of your lady. We use sea crystals for this demonic prop. As I'm sure you know, without it, demonic props can affect the human body."

"............ I see"

Ein, with the necklace in his hand, did confirm the remarks of the effects spoken by the merchant. Even so, change didn't come soon enough, I just realized that I was acting like that.

And...

(After all, it is being planted)

Um, it's a shadow of magic moving on its own for the Demon Stone.

What matters is whether the merchant intentionally concealed it or did not know it.

"A golden route man will also come to my mansion. I've seen something similar."

That's why I camouflaged it.

"That's right, your eyes are high! Yes, our Chamber of Commerce is under the umbrella of the Golden Route, so it is possible to handle the exact same product!

I could easily imagine a merchant returning it like this.

It's not like something special to hide, and on the contrary, giving the name of the golden route we're talking about is more of a perfect word to make customers trust.

"Be reasonable."

It is not bad that the involvement of the Golden Route (,,,,,,) was grasped as a clear fact.

Well, what do we do from here?

As much as I can dew who I am and ask questions, here and now, the significance of taking flashy action remains questionable.

Then it is even more doubtful that nothing will be done the other way around......

I also thought about helping her (Shannon) inside, but decided to set up another one before that.

"Where are your magic props made?

"Sometimes they ask the same question, but we are created by the craftsmen we have."

"It's not. It's about the magic artifacts that the Golden Route makes."

"I apologize for this. As for you..."

Um, are you gonna tell me honestly?

Conversely, Ain, bewildered, stifled himself only for a moment.

"It was kept secret by strict information management, and the Chamber of Commerce under the umbrella - no, I don't know where only a handful of people are made, whether they belong to the Golden Route headquarters"

The merchant said sorry from the bottom of his heart.

It is easy to guess why the main body of the golden route is hiding a workshop or plant for manufacturing.

You're hiding what you're planting.

Obviously this is it.

In the first place, you weren't supposed to be noticed, but that's because Ein accidentally had it in his hands. Either way, in case you had sprinkled more, any of them might have gotten bigger and got under Ain.

The merchant in front of him doesn't look like he's lying, and when he turned around and looked at Marco, he nodded and agreed.

In Ain's mind he sighed that he couldn't want any more information.

You don't use my powers.

I felt dissatisfied and heard a murky voice.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

As soon as Ain returned to the inn, he tucked him into his room alone and opened his bag.

While outside the room he notices Chris watching with vigilance in his eyes, Ain takes out the treasure of the large palm he had in his bag and puts it on the bed.

Hand in hand glowed, and the royal crest floated.

"Grandpa, I need to talk to Mr. Warren."

If you speak up, it is supposed to reach Ishtarika, far away.

This is the latest messagebird unlike before. It's still difficult to have a conversation, but it's a substitute for being able to deliver voices to each other several times, less time lags than before, and more conversational interactions.

A dozen seconds later, Silvard's voice arrives from Message Bird.

"Keep going."

I gave it back briefly to save the magic of Message Bird.

Careful not to be long as well, Ein talks about the touch of the problem.

What did you find today?

And just now, what kind of information did you get?

"- So it depends on what you report."

Wait calmly for a reply as the time lag rubs my mind.

I came back a few minutes later. The reply was somewhat imaginary.

'Dear Ein, it's Warren. I will send Lili and Shadow soon after this, so I will see you in Birdland. I'll be there tomorrow morning, so I hope you'll take care of everything after that.'

That's right, I'm working fast.

Go on.

"Even as far as I am concerned, I do not know the purpose of the Golden Route, but I cannot allow artificial magic to flow to interracial demonic stones. It is clear that you are hiding its action, so let us explore sincerity '

'Uhm. As Ein says, it is a long way off if it is to increase the number of patients. It's imperative that we have another purpose. "

"I will investigate whether the Golden Route demonic props have entered Ishtarika. It would be difficult if they were brought in due to mobility between individuals, but let's do something about it '

"What shall I do?"

"Grow up."

Well, of course.

I can't help stabbing a nail if I think of Ain's life.

So Ein accepts without complaining in particular.

"Okay."

'If you ask me, you think tomorrow is the final of the fight? Come back when you see that. Would have enjoyed it a lot?

"Thanks to you, I enjoyed it a lot"

I've already said hello to Rockdam, and there's some talk going on about technology delivery. After that, Warren and the others do, and Ain't in a position to do business.

This outing is just a few moments away from home.

"Tomorrow night we leave for Ishtarika from Heim. Bye."

Finally, tell him to stop the messagebird.

Mm-hmm! Speak up, stretch out your spine, stand up, open to the door, and Chris, who was outside, looks Ain and says a word.

"Are you up to something?

She has looked up at Ain and stared into her eyes with her arms behind her back.

Rich chest pushes up the shirt.

One more step, so close that the bulge was likely to be pressed against Ain just by proceeding lightly, that she had the thought of not missing it.

"I'm not up to anything this time. Tomorrow, when I saw the final of the martial arts competition, I decided to go home from Heim to Ishtarika."

"Really?!? That Ain't such honesty..."

"I'm not really trusted...... still, well, no. So you're gonna tell everyone what's going on?

"Okay! Phew, Mr. Krone will be surprised too."

I'm leaving on a small run with a tottotto. Drop her back off.

Ein, who was making smiles and toothaches coexist, thinks about tomorrow. If Warren's right, Lili should be in contact with him in anticipation of the time.

When we talk about it at that time, the things to do are over.

I headed to the bathroom to get tired of the day, thinking that I would soon understand the purpose of the golden route.

◇ ◇ ◇ ◇

The next morning, the area around the Grand Arena was crowded with crowds.

Called by many of the audiences that pushed from all over the continent was a warrior named Sei, who belonged to the Golden Route. of dark elves. He is popular because of his faithful appearance and strength, and when he fights, he says he will have more female customers.

Many of the voices that reached Ain's ears sitting in the VIP table had many women's voices as per her previous reputation.

"- Lord Greyshire! Please don't cross swords with me just once!

Behind Ain, who lowered his hips, near the entrance to the VIP seat, that sai was trying to dictate Dill.

Why he's here, the reason is simple.

It seems true that he is attracted to Dill's skill, and he pleads not to miss this opportunity to be present with the famous Dill.

"So, that's why I'm Your Highness's knight! We do not have a sword to wield against the murmur...... ugh!

"Oh, you bet, Lord Greyshire knows a hundred hearts! The other day, in the words of Lord Bayolf, I was distracted by that evidence! But I can't give in either. I don't care if it's just one. Please, I want you to be present with me!

"Lord Sei's thoughts are painfully clear......" Are you good!? "But heh!

Dill coughed up and corrected his residence.

"I'm unacceptable! As a general of Ishtarika, you will also bother your country if you accept to stand so easily!

"Knock... Knock... knock!

Ein, who was watching, seemed a little, pathetic.

Eventually he gives up, Sei drops his shoulder and walks away with an uncut foothold to see.

"Wow..."

Ain't laughing bitterly either, wondering if you wanted to fight until then.

Then Lili's appearance appeared in the seat directly opposite her.

"I'm just gonna go. Marco and Dill will stay here."

"Ain, what's wrong?

"Looks like Mr. Lili's here, so I'm taking the Kingsguard knight. Look, I'm in that seat over there."

"You figured it out so far away. But all right, go easy on me."

I'll see you later.

Krone drops me off, takes my VIP seat and takes the Kingsguard knight to the contact aisle.

There are only a few people's streets around here with VIP seats, and guests, their escorts, and their families. If you say you don't need an escort, you don't, but bringing a knight this way is one of the signs.

The venue is large and would you have walked a few hundred meters to the opposite seat?

He went down one floor and passed beside the watch, walking towards the seat where Lili was.

There he is.

She finds herself keeping her back on the wall looking shabby and Ain't walking without stopping. As I head for those with few people's streets, I feel that Lili is following me right behind me.

Eventually, the less popular staircase was reached.

It doesn't stop from feeling the height of the format of the great arena from the marble floors and the space laid with stone bricks.

Ain stopped on the dance floor with Lili and at first glance looked like he was having a chat.

"Share information quickly."

"Please -! Leave it to me! Lili's already checking that out. Yo!

"You can count on it. Then for now -"

Following the order, Majorica will eventually also share the information she has obtained from her dealings with the Golden Route.

I meant to talk about it as long as I could, but there's more to talk about than I thought. It was more than a dozen minutes later that I moved on to last night, and I became a little thirsty.

"Let's talk on foot. Buy a drink at the store."

"Rikki, I'm done. Then the knights, um..."

"I'm going to get my attention even if I walk in the big area, so let's just say I'm going to have you stay out of sight."

Now, if you're going to walk, it's not too much to worry about.

I told the Kingsguard knight to open the distance, and the two of them walked out again with no purpose, trying to find as few people's streets as possible and proceeded with their feet.

Walking down the stairs and down the communication aisle, somehow leaving the arena to the outer perimeter, I choose the right store from a number of stand-up stores to buy a drink, moisten my throat and walk again.

That's about it already.

I thought I was done with the information to share, Ain.

It was time to go back to your seat.

"What is this?"

Things I noticed behind the big arena that are completely unpopular.

The walls are like doors left on the walls of the Great Arena.

"Didn't you do the construction and demolish the door?

"Uh, you know what?"

"I'm just leaving the frame to fill the door part. I think the clutter is wow, but I think that's more or less the case. This kind of thing doesn't make you want to stick your hand in it when you watch it?

"I don't know how it feels, but I'm just going to hit a stone with my hands in it and nothing. - - Like this... that"

Reaching for the frame of the door, you will never reach the feeling that there should be.

Instead of touching the stone wall, Ain's hand penetrated the sky with nothing. The stone walls then sway like ripples of water, pushing their hands out further back.

What is this, when Ain rides out of his body, there's a passageway inside, and there's another door in the back.

Then Lili, who rode herself out late, frowned and said.

(The owner of the Grand Arena is now a golden route)

Two people laughed bitterly at what was going on in front of the secret entrance and exit they wanted to hide from the public. I went back outside to think about it, and the back door opened.

What emerged was a beast-shaped interracial with a child in his chest.

"Ha... Ha...!

The interracial race that goes about her voice absurdly is a woman, and she comes running worried about the back of her stiffness.

When she finds Ain and Lili, she shines her eyes and shouts out loud.

"Please help me! Me and this girl, please... ugh!

I didn't need to think about what was going on or why. Ain and Lili move forward, as indicated, and pack the distance with the woman who rushes over.

At the same time, there are two warriors of pure men who emerged from behind the door.

"Hey, wait!

"You're not getting away with this! You can open the door anyway - so what the hell are they... huh!?

"Mr. Lilli, I don't think I can open the back door."

"Maybe Master Ain's magic is too strong to break it. Installed magic props can still break if you pour in more magic than you think."

"Well, that makes sense. We let him in."

Eventually, a woman is held in Lili's chest.

"It's okay now. - I'm not sure, but don't worry."

"Ah... thank you... su..."

"Well, I passed out"

The two of them were still calm under this circumstance.

"How the hell did you get inside?"

"All you have to do is capture it and then ask!

Ain't got his body in front of Lili before the looming warrior.

Speak up about the situation.

"Whatever the reason, it means she had to run desperately"

"Right. That's for sure."

What if it is?

The warriors invincibly draw their swords as they pack their distance.

You never know who your opponent is, just say all you can about the intruder's captivity. However, the relative Ain just turn straight, polished eyes, without pulling the sword out.

"I just happened to be here."

"I'll ask you more in the basement, with that woman."

"... I knew it would happen."

Listen to the other person's dialogue and Ein decides on his mind. If they're the ones doing the work they can't put on the table, and if they're going to wave a sword at themselves, it's quick to talk.

- - The world tree of bulimia, or Ein the Demon King.

I don't mind any of the callings.

Because what we should recognize correctly is that we should not make him our enemy.

"For now"

What the warrior saw after his voice was Ain's eyes.

Something, I thought I saw in the back of my pupil.

My feet tremble at the next moment and sweat erupts from all over my body.

My legs stopped and my mouth was rattling and shaking.

"You can't go any further."

Tong - -.

One step, more than the footsteps that occurred when Ain approached.

The warriors lost consciousness and lay powerless.