The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

What the hell is this girl? It's a novice approach.

Pull the cape around and get me up off the bench.

Because they were keeping each other's backs, Porch fell on his back. Nooo, I think I'm going to start sleeping with a very satisfied face.

I had no choice but to keep walking while the boy pulled my cape.

I can't tell a boy smaller than Fuyu like this to be strong on boulders... and yabe, it's not a good idea to disappear without saying anything to boulders.

"Ah, Porch! Tell him I'll be right back!

Because we're all gone, how about a reply and a guesswork response as a woman on a boulder?

"Oh, um... you"

You can't hear me, the boy's pulling his cape in a desperate manner.

Returning a little north on the boulevard to where the arms store stood, the boy strayed aside into a narrow and dim path.

There are still a few small shops lined up that can't open on the main street.

Can't we just get this far?

I thought so. As I advanced my legs to keep pace with the boy's gait, I reached the point of the end of the narrow road.

The boy who was short of breath said, pointing to the door of the old store.

"Come here."

I suppose so.

If I had any further ahead, I'd be buried in the wall.

What if this boy is stripped of his figure or attacked by a bad group or something?

No, no, I'm the second Adventurer Guild man in King's Capital Regalia. I'm not the kind of person who gets attacked by ordinary people like that.

All right, it's okay, it's okay.

"Um, can you show me the inside of the store then?

"Oh, uh... yeah!

Don't even feel a little timid pulling me off.

Maybe I did it impulsively. You should have that because you're a child. When I was a kid too..................... yeah, I can't remember.

The boy opened the door and went into the dim.

Inside is a little illuminated by candlelight, but sunset is bad and you can barely see anything.

I have no choice.

"Ho, Torch"

Activate light source magic to illuminate inside.

"Wow, wow! Can you use magic, brother?

"Yes, your brother can use magic."

"Wow, wow! Dad's gonna freak out, too! Father! Hey, Father! You have a visitor!

When the boy shouted so that he could reach the back of the store, he heard a bummer from the door behind the counter, further behind it.

He's in such a hurry.

The door made a noise with a breaking momentum, and the man from whom it originated, like the boy earlier, was out of breath.

His body was firm, but his face looked warm and he was a gentle air-wrapped man.

"This is... light source magic... awesome. I can't believe our store is so bright..."

"Dad, this brother is amazing! I've done so much in a flash!

"This, Reus. You're being rude to our customers. Sorry, I was just a kid..."

The shopkeeper's man, who saw me smiling bitterly, looked at my water dragon wand, clothes wrapped around him, and again at the light source in the store...... his shoulder dropped in dismay.

I guess so. There's no way I can see a magician coming to the weapons store.

Mages do not wear hard metal or leather because they use magic to activate magic around their bodies.

He said he used it as a weapon. Even when it comes to melee, the magician fights with cane art, so he doesn't have a weapon called a weapon in the first place.

Even if I do, I have a knife or a knife for my journey.

"Oh, no, excuse me. I am a stubborn arms maker named Don Xaraghi. Probably what Reus said to me. Sorry for the inconvenience."

A store owner who apologizes deeply. But you're a much lower back shopkeeper, aren't you? Maybe we should do that as parents......?

I guess I also have character. As the vibe suggests, he sounds really sweet.

"This is Reussup. I told you not to call customers. Ugh."

"Yes, because... Ugh..."

"No, I'm fine."

I stood in front of a boy named Reus and told Don.

Then Don gave him a troubled look.

A little bit in public, though. No, I guess you should, but I just don't like it.

Am I doing my best, too?

Hmm? Something's pulling my cape again.

"Brother... Hiku... not a customer?

Strong ascendancy. Moist eyes. Zero tears. Trembling hands.

If I say yes, this will break. Yeah, that's right. Must be.

Reus must be casting charm magic on me. This is all I can think of anymore.

I'm Azley.

Five thousand years studying magic and self-admitting magicians.

I'm Azley.

Appraisal magic, space transfer magic, ten demons, and many magicians.

I'm Azley.

If you've been charmed, you can't help it.

Only today... only today I call myself a warrior.

"I'm a warrior even if I look like this. Let me take a moment to look inside the store, shall we, Reus?

"Ugh... really no?

"Oh, it's true"

I put my hand over Pong and Reus' head and I looked at Don.

"Customer... I don't think that's possible..."

"That's okay. Let me take a look."

"I don't mind that..."

I heard the words sideways and looked around at the showcase under the counter and the sword hung on the wall.

............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Wouldn't all of this be pretty good?

At least it's more than the eyeball merchandise from the weapons store I saw on the boulevard today... isn't it just a business?

"What are you doing here, Azley? I didn't come back, so I came this far with my poached nose."

"Yes, welcome. Warrior."

Betty's voice heard from behind. And Don's voice to react to it.

Looking back, there were also fuyu and some sleepy pouches there. Betty first noticed as she came in various ways filling in the narrow entrance.

"... what, here?

Do you still feel the same way about me? Betty, a warrior, would know more.

"I'm an arms dealer.... What do you think? Betty."

"It looks good enough. The problem is strength and slashing taste. Uncle, can I try and kill you?

Betty grabbed the sword in her eyes most of the time and turned to the shopkeeper.

"Well, I don't mind, but I've been having trouble with my daily life for minutes... and I'm ashamed I don't have anything to try"

"Okay."

Betty felt the nostalgia of the store, releasing a dagger in her leg holder into the universe.

Fluffy floating, and on a falling dagger, he shook up a sword in his backhand.

There was no sound, I just felt the wind on my face.

I watched the dagger fall in two, and Reus held both hands full.

"Shh... wow! Dad, Dad! This sister just slashed the iron!

"Oh... this is amazing"

Hold one of the fallen daggers with a pinch and Don takes that slap seriously.

Betty's guy, iron slaughter is amazing. I'm surprised even Fuyu is with me.

Porch started sleeping in the corner of the store. That's a beast gut round you make.

"It's this sword that's amazing. How can a shop that sells this sword miss you?

You praised me honestly and kicked me off honestly.

Ask Betty why, Don leans down. Apparently, there's something profound going on.

Reus said in a small voice, "I don't want to answer you."

"The country... the country is bad."

"This is Reussup. I shouldn't have said anything more. You're with the Guardian Magic Corps."

Reinforce your tone and Don flaunts Reus. Fuyu himself doesn't seem to know, but the uniform still stands out.

Fuyu seemed to back off, leaving the store as it was and looking at the sign.

Is that... maybe checking the name of the store? Surely the name of the store is "Drinium Road".

Meaning, "Road to Drinium Martial Arts for Jihadists"...

"Your husband, what's your name?

"... My name is Don Xaraghi"

When Don named him, he opened his mouth again the way Fuyu was good at it.

"Again, xaragi...... Mr. Azley, this man was a dedicated arms maker at the Royal Castle until four years ago."

"... but not now. Reason?"

"This is what I asked Master Gaston, but he said because the weapon was too well made... I didn't know what it meant then either, but I noticed it the other day when I went on a tour of the Wang Du Guardian Warriors, a pair of Guardian Magic Soldiers."

"Isn't that why you're new to weapons?

Surprisingly, Betty continued ahead.

That's what I'm talking about.

Fuyu nodded in agreement with it.

With a good weapon done so far, you probably need very little new weapons.

If the blade spills or breaks, make a new tone. But without it, the Royal Castle doesn't make much money from arms dealers.

Higher would not sell the other way around, so the officials of the troubled Royal Castle kicked Don out.

And, well, this must be the apparent reason. To that extent, Ningro technology would be welcomed if it were an original decent country, and even spending would be spared.

Whatever you think behind it, it will be the devil's work. The presence of powerful weapons is troublesome for the devil.

Of course, it is not that much of a threat at the moment, but was it considered horrible that this technology would continue to be elevated?

"It's a funny story, isn't it? Slash in moderation, break or break in moderation is more gold…"

Don said in a leaning trembling voice.

"But good design, and if you're going to be in the business... I think you should be able to fan even in this location?

Natural question to be thrown from Betty.

From what I've seen, the prices are very different from those of the weapons stores there.

It is unlikely that this sight will be possible in a place where there will be as many powerful people as the Wang capital Regalia.

I mean... I guess that's what this is all about. Apparently the state is chewing one on the sale as well.

Betty sighs in front of the silent Don. You still seem to have noticed.

"... you're gonna throw up."

Looks like there was more than a sigh.