Treasure items are difficult to handle.
It's hard for hunters, but it's the same for merchants who buy and sell it.
Some famous treasures also know hunters, but the vast majority of treasures found are unknown items.
Although there are rarely items that cannot be handled at the hands of people because it is the product of past civilizations that originate, the instructions do not come out together, so the confirmation of their performance requires in-depth knowledge and experience.
It is the appraiser's job to appraise treasure gear found by treasure hunters.
In some other cities, appraisers are formed as businesses by appraisers alone, but many patterns are integrated with shops in imperial capitals, where the amount of treasure is brought in.
Magiz Tail was a treasure store we visited when we first found treasure in Empire City.
As a treasure store, it is an established company in Teito. The store owner is an appraiser, a veteran who has appraised everything from useful to dangerous treasures for fifty years on this road.
But contrary to its history, there are no other hunters on the store's side. "Magiz Tail" is a famous store known to those who know it, but it was also a famous store that doesn't attract many people.
When I opened the door with the season in it, it was the strong guard who greeted us.
A sharp eye, like a hunter encountered with a phantom, stares down at me and Tino.
It is the treasure that surrounds the whole body. Everything from boots to breasts protecting the torso, from the armor to long swords suspended on the hips, shines a treasure tool. Perhaps he's the next man in this capital to be armed with a ton of treasure.
We've been dating for almost five years now, but there's no indication that that eye will soften. When I first arrived, I passed right in front of it, remembering that I shriveled to that gaze that made me even feel like killing.
Behind the small dirty store structure, which does not appear to be doing business roughly, it appeared to be a common store in the store, with numerous treasure items arranged neatly.
There are no other customers except us.
Is it a phenomenon specific to treasure stores that does not have an approximate sense of unity?
The glass case is lined with jewellery-shaped treasure pieces, and the walls are divided and hung into weapon genres.
Treasures are quite expensive even for low-priced items. The total value of the product is even worse than that of a jewelry store.
I think it would be profitable to build more shops along the boulevard, but I guess it is due to the temperament of the shopkeepers who set up shops in such a despicable place.
The item was preceded by a detailed description of the name of the treasure item and precautions for its use.
Tino stares down at the glass case of the ring shaped treasure. Are you thinking about the Bullet Finger (Shot Ring) you won before?
For me, collecting treasure is a hobby, and this store is a museum, but it's also like a toy store. When I was just a hunter, when I had a break, I often stuck in front of the product to memorize my name and function.
"?? I will. Oh, don't you see?
I usually take the time to check the store for new treasure items, but today I pass between the display shelves with patience for the thought that my chest is about to rip open because it's almost empty in my wallet.
Tino, who is often taken into this store, gives me a strange voice.
The purpose of this one is not shopping. Now if I buy in treasure gear with a bump, this time Eva will be able to crush me.
There was no one at the counter. Though there are guards, it's still an inadvertent shop.
"I don't have any money today."
"... eh!?
As Tino raised his voice briefly, he withdrew one step later with his hands in front of his body as if to hide it even on his chest.
You don't have to be so vigilant to borrow from juniors.
He shrunk and said to Tino, shrugging his shoulders as if he had played, looking up at him as if he had found even a natural enemy.
"Actually, I owe you some money."
"............ I do. Ah, I, too, need money to replenish supplies and maintain equipment. Even your sister has exploited it, and I have the treasure. If they squeeze any more... they'll dry out."
"Yeah, yeah, you are. It's okay, I'm not thinking of borrowing it from Tino. It just moves."
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At least leave only the ice cream money, Tino complains about his behavior like a small animal. You said you weren't going to borrow it, but you were seeing how unreliable I was on a daily basis.
"So he said he wasn't going to borrow it. It's about ten digits, and Tino can't do it."
"Ju... hurt...?
Tino counts fingerfold digits in a flash. The look resembled what Eva floated when asked how much she owed.
As I knew, even rough hunters with money don't seem to find a ten-digit debt unusual.
Tino laughs dry and says in a trembling voice.
".................. that's right. It's amazing how there's so much you can do about it. That's right. Everybody's hungry. Everybody's hungry.
I've never been praised for just being in debt. Are you praising me? Are you making fun of me?
... Right, you're an idiot. No more excuses.
I mean money, you only have to borrow what you can give back.
"It's okay, I owe you one, because it's from Citrie"
The look on my face that was frightening me clearly caught my eye. Just then, the door in the back of the counter slammed open.
Tino hides behind me in a quick move.
It was the shopkeeper and appraiser, Mr. Martis, who had been appraising treasure equipment for only fifty years.
To completely white dyed hair, the engraved appearance of the wrinkles does not make you feel too old thanks to their sharp eyelids and pins and stretched spines. There is a sense of intimidation in its appearance that stands behind the counter in a tight motion.
And as you can feel from that stern look, Mr. Martis was a bigoted man. Because of that, Magiztaire doesn't have many customers.
When she sees me, Mr. Martis frowns and tongues at me.
"... chip. What, I thought it was a guest, you again..."
The response to me has not changed at all since my first meeting. [M]
Well, Liz and the others did a lot of rude things then, so I can't help it, but Mr. Martis probably sees that I don't have the right level of power.
He snorts abominably and Mr. Martis stares at me.
"Hmm... what can I do for you? There's no treasure in there for you today."
This doesn't mean Mr. Martis doesn't like me, he had this attitude for everyone. Well, we're all going to a treasure store with a young girl on the main street.
But this store is always empty in its shade.
"Grandpa, you don't get customers because of that attitude"
"............ an extra favor. We're good enough. Some kids buy expensive treasure items more often than others."
That's not about me, is it? He's still a hell of a shopkeeper to call a customer a kid.
But I'm sure of my skill. I'm not a bad person either. He won't do it, but he's sincere. I don't know where to buy it from, but I often buy excavated treasures. I mean, as far as I'm concerned, I have no reason to avoid it. Besides, I'm smart.
Unlike Liz and the others, I haven't taught anyone since I came to the Empire City, but in a way, he might be the master.
"I'm not free enough to be dealing with customers all the time either. It's just the right amount of customers."
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, I'd appreciate it if you could always ask Mr. Martis for a job."
"............ I'm busy right now. Big mouth job."
Turn around and say in a low voice, Mr. Martis. He's probably really busy because he's not the kind of person who lies and refuses to work.
I removed the treasure that was fitted to my arm and placed it on the counter. Mr. Martis' eyes glow lightly.
"Found in [Arrain Cylinder Ruins Group]. I'd like to request an appraisal."
"... Alain... Level 1 Treasure Hall, huh? Why are you on level eight?"
I put in black leather gloves as I said bump, and Mr. Martis lifts the treasure with a careful hand.
Remove the lupe and observe the finely carved pattern completely.
All you need is experience and knowledge to appraise your treasure. For fifty years, I've been appraising treasure in this capital, and I have far more information on him than I have just become a treasure collector in the last few years.
Turning the bracelet upside down and checking the pattern all the way through, Mr. Martis roared with a difficult look.
"... [Arrain Cylinder Ruins Group] is a Level 1 Treasure Hall. In the first place, treasure tools rarely show up... but perhaps this is' treasure outside '."
Although the appearance of treasure objects is random, there is an object called treasure objects that are more likely to appear depending on the type of treasure house than the principle of appearance is the accumulation of the same mana materials.
The treasure hall imitating the buildings of advanced physical civilization makes it easy for the treasures of advanced physical civilization to appear, and if you are trying to acquire the treasures of demonic weapon civilization, exploring the treasure hall imitating the sights of demonic weapon civilization is the norm. It also leads to the difference in popularity of the treasure hall.
"Treasure tools outside" refers to treasure palaces and appeared treasure tools that have not achieved consistency. Not uncommon, but rarely.
Besides, this is not a bad story if the treasure palace you find is [Alain Cylinder Ruins Group].
Mr. Martis continues in a rare and feverish tone to me, who is a little excited.
"That treasure palace is supposedly a substitute for an era when the soulless was spreading all over the world because of the phantom tendencies that emerge. The treasures that come from that era have many substitutes for the manipulation of naturally produced magical organisms… but this is clearly from a different era from the design. Probably a substitute for 'Advanced Demonic Prop Civilization' - but those days are long anyway. And the number of treasures is huge."
Advanced Magic Instrument Civilization is a civilization that supposedly flourished over thousands of years and lasted for a particularly long time among the few civilizations that have been found.
In that era, the development of a tool called the "Magic Instrument", which expresses magic with magic into energy, was remarkable and used in all situations of life.
Some of the magic tools are inherited in modern civilization, but it's convenient to have just one, because it was produced so closely to life, I can't even imagine. There is a conflict with "advanced physical civilization", where no magic was ever used.
And there are many kinds of treasure tools to be pulled from that era anyway. From household items that are not enough to take, to treasures to help combat, there are really limitless.
But it's a rare treasure that I've never seen. If you win big, you might be able to pay off your debt once and for all. I won't sell it, though.
"Does it work?
Mr. Martis said with a serious look to me as I swallowed my sauce and spit.
"............... I don't know"
Don't you see?
"... arms down?
"There's no way! If you find out how effective it is without even activating it, you can raise the appraiser!
Mr. Martis frowned and yelled at me, sighing.
Most likely. Maybe this is the first treasure that I've ever found.
But if you can't tell even Mr. Martis, who is a deep builder, it's a pretty rare treasure... I'll give Tino some ice cream next time.
Mr. Martis takes out the box and makes the bracelet polite.
"The appraisal will take some time. There are other jobs in there. And get a proper appraisal fee. I don't work in assholes."
"Of course, I have money. I want you to hurry as much as you can."
Not mine, though.
Tino hiding behind me grabs the hem of his clothes as if protesting.
The fees for appraising treasure items vary depending on the quality of the treasure items, but Mr. Martis doesn't have to worry about getting bumped up, and he says he doesn't work in a bump every time, but he's kind of bumpy.
And Mr. Martis is a lonely appraiser who doesn't shake his tail on anyone - but he had a great weakness.
Sigh and continue with the words.
"The treasure, Tino found it for me."
"What the heck -!!
The look on Mr. Martis's face changes. The sight that seemed harsh until earlier became sharper and the voice felt heat.
Tino, who has been hiding behind him, peeks softly into his face. I captured it and the color of Mr. Martis' eyes changed.
I say in a much softer voice than I do. [M]
"Oh, my God, lady, you were there... what's wrong, hide in that place -"
Mr. Martis is old. He runs the store by himself, but he has a family too.
And - they have as many granddaughters as Tino. He has dark hair and looks a little like Tino.
The weakness of the lonely appraiser was a desirable girl.
Ever since I found out about it, I've been trying to bring Tino to this store regularly. Not in Liz or Citrie.
"I was hiding, not to be a bother to my master"
"Right. I can't believe you're not interrupting my work, lady."
She's stronger than me. I'm a Genocide Monster apprentice.
Mr. Martis, with a smile that I would never see, was sorry to see it from the side.
And I wouldn't hesitate to make such a weakness. [M] It's bad to show a gap.
Tino sensed my intentions and asked, lying down.
"When will you finish appraising treasure gear?
"... as soon as possible - we'll do it as fast as we can! It's the treasure that your daughter worked so hard to find. A week. No, wait five days."
"Does it take five days...?
"Damn... no, but shorter than that - my current job -"
Mr. Martis will look at me as if he were asking for help.
Grandpa, if it wasn't Tino who said this, he'd throw the treasure and refuse. How much I don't want you to hate me. I don't think he looks like an appraiser with pride. Is he afraid of his feelings for his flesh and blood?
It didn't take long for me to surrender. Say it in a push-kill voice.
"What... Klee, you know that too!? The annual 'auction',. Earlier, our request for an appraisal arrived like a mountain. No extra time."
"Tino, that's enough."
Auction, a massive treasure auction in Teito once a year. I looked forward to it every year, but lately it's been a mess so I totally forgot.
Take my voice, Tino whispers.
Totally faceless. I have no idea why Mr. Martis is so vulnerable to this, but I am a man who doesn't even hate being grounded for a purpose.
I shielded my mascot and threatened Mr. Martis with dignity.
"Then shall I show you the treasure trove that the request for that appraisal came in the back? Hmm? Whatever happens to Tino?