There are several commercial districts in the Imperial City.
I went there today not in a beautiful area like window-shopping, but in a diverse area of groceries and food centers that are also used by the civilian population.
There are also boulevards, but there are a lot of alleys around here where carriages pass and markets for pedestrians only. Eventually it is busy with many people.
The destination is the Warcraft Shop, which is run by Fredge's relatives.
The carriage stopped in a quiet place deep from the boulevard. There is a daylight cloth at the front entrance down the road.
They seem to be squeezing the amount of light in the store to avoid irritating the Warcraft.
It's a slightly suspicious shop, but the wooden shop with the goodwill cloth in it has a tidy, clean atmosphere.
And... it was a paradise for me.
"Ugh!
"Yeah, yeah, I'll surprise you, so let's be quiet"
He softly closes my mouth, almost screaming by accident, with a smile that brother Ville was used to predicting.
Extending to sight were a number of cages and tanks housed by the Warcraft.
"Welcome ~, welcome to the" Wolf Bed ”. I've been waiting for you!
It was a cheerful Golden Wolf woman who detected our arrival and came out of the back of the store.
Relatives of Master Fredge, I suppose. The purpose of the use was not communicated, but because of this, I was asked to send a visit in advance to receive the Warcraft from Mr. Fredge's handover shop.
"Hello, thank you for today"
When she greeted Pepper, the woman grinned after blinking her pussy and eyes.
Soon as I think about it, he starts walking around the store with pleasure.
"Normally, there are three types of customers seeking Warcraft. One is if you want to dismantle it as a material, the lid is if you want it for viewing, and Mizume is if you want it for combat training or entertainment matches. What is Alice's request?
There was a wide variety of warcraft in the store walking under such questioning.
Like a rabbit with a bigger back length than a man, or a fairy like a butterfly, or a sheep with fangs no matter how you look at it, or a cow with a tail that sways through the tank......
Answer the question as you see such strange creatures.
"It's not like any of them, but for convenience it's ornamental...... We want to raise them in the long term."
"I see, yes, I do."
The leading sister's tail swings pretentiously. While I followed that somewhat with my eyes, I was concerned about how the Warcraft were doing and asked.
"Somehow, you're more important than I thought"
The Warcraft in the store were perfectly indulgent and adult.
In retrospect, I also feel that Karo, who had been sold at the dewstores in the city of Klars, lay down heavily until I got so excited and close.
It's definitely about "Warcraft never nostalgic, never subordinate". I thought the store was noisy with more roaring and rumbling noises.
"Yeah, tutoring... we warcraft dealers actually call it" worship, "but doing that makes us pretty grown up."
"Worship, is it?
Do you call ordination worship? It seems like the opposite is the case......
My sister who saw my strange face explained it to me.
"There are things that Warcraft takes the initiative to do and doesn't do harm to people, but what we primarily deal with is do no harm. It's the same as an animal beast, and if this one doesn't come close to the territory, it won't come close."
I do find any means used incompatible with hostile warcraft like Bafomet. Using Tarot would be different again......
I guess the opposite is true.
"Even those adult warcraft, if you're caught off guard, will immediately feed on this one. It's the same if you accidentally get it out of a cage all over the city. But by worshipping them, they're convinced to a certain extent.
"Are you convinced?
It's like a rhetoric that allows you to communicate your intentions, but they're generally not incorrectly interpreted.
"Yes, perhaps, but the Warcraft are in a really high mood and basically in a position to look down on us. But by losing in battle, being captured in a hunt, and entering a cage... I will give up once I have lost my weak meat."
Hmm.
"People who want to be pets are often tried to do so if they keep them as they are, and then they think they've been insulted by the Warcraft too, or they try to break out and resist or escape..."
Your sister put up a pin and an index finger.
"" Worship, "that is, worship according to the modus operandi, often confirms their own dignity, while accepting their destiny to feed someone and keeping their spears. Hey, you're a strange creature..."
If that's true, it's a creature I've learned a lot about.
"But they don't listen to orders, they're creatures, so if you accidentally go into a cage or do harm, you'll rip your fangs off."
"Heh... I've never heard of anything like that"
I hear that Brother Ville and Brother Orlis were impressed. I've never heard anything like that before, either.
Besides, hehe, the laughing sister proceeded to talk.
"" The way you worship varies from race to race, but you generally often offer demonic stones and gems. When you give a ritual in a predetermined amount, a predetermined type, it often makes you an adult. "
This is also the first time I have heard this again. The story of monsters who prefer gems was also in the world of previous life, but does it matter?
"We warcraft merchants rarely tell these stories to our people. Because they generally don't believe me, and most of the time they make fun of me for snagging at the beast, etc.... but as far as children are concerned, customers seem different. It's a secret, isn't it?
Saying and winking like that, our sister leads us further and further into the back of the store.
But......
Listen to that story.
I was feeling that the "prediction" story I told Dr. Garcia the other day would finally come true.