The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

"We're almost there. Out of the alley north, from Round Table Street, it's called Magic Street."

Rebecca guided me and I arrived at that magical street.

"Oh, this is magic."

There are billboards everywhere for ads that emit blue and white light.

Neon Street in the near future, not even, but the contrast between white and blue made me feel like a city in the cold future.

A two-story building decorated with a [magic guild] sign on the mark holding a wand emitting blue and white light.

Characteristic store appearance and signs line up.

That's a sight not found on any other street.

Or I've never seen this sight in another city.

Whoa, this light...

There was a small tower that looked like a light I had seen before.

"Damn......"

Blue and white light where moths and feathers are likely to flock.

Several towers like lights line up along the streets to ensure a pedestrian path.

"It's a strange light to see nearby"

Indeed......

It seems Hermé never saw this light this close either.

Did Black Cat (Lolo) also get interested in the light he sees for a long time, he rings "Ng, Na Na" and when he descends from his shoulder he approaches the tower, which emits a light.

"What's going on?

Rebecca asked with a strange look on her face.

My attention to the glowing tower seems disturbing.

"The tower that lights the light is strange," he said.

"This is a kind of demon tower. It keeps monsters away. Therefore, the fact that this exists is proof that [Magic Alliance] officials are nearby."

Black Cat (Lolo) is making her tail stand around the Devil's Tower and circle around for fun without listening to Rebecca.

I see the same demon tower was in the Vortex Forest of Demon Mist.

Was it still the juncture that had installed it in front of Zor Gustave's house?

"This tower has something unique to the Alliance."

"Yeah. It seems to be the magic of the union between the demonic stones and the magic formations from which the labyrinth emerges, but the“ something ”is hidden."

"Does Rebecca belong to that [magic guild]?

"Yeah. You can't belong, and you don't want to. People who belong to you are also expected to have a high ranking combat profession, magic, spirit, such as graduating from the School of Magic as Chief. I'd love to do some magic research, but for that matter, I don't want to belong because of all the conditions and rules."

It's so tough with a magic guild.

"Unlike the Adventurer Alliance, do you need conditions to belong..."

"- Shuya didn't know magic could be used?

Rebecca asks, folding her knees diagonally, bending her back and turning the head of the black cat (Lolo) into a nadenade.

"That's right. [Heka Trail] doesn't have a [Magic Guild], and [Holker Bum] didn't really look for it."

"Hmm. Well, I've been traveling, so naturally. Sometimes it is forbidden for a country to leave the country because it belongs to a [magic guild]. It must be to keep the Alliance's advanced magic secret or to use it for war."

It's forbidden to leave the country.

"I hate that. Assuming you belonged to the [Magic Guild], do you still prohibit the [Kingdom of Osseberia] from leaving the country?

"Not at the moment. When the war with the Empire was intense, it seemed forbidden to leave the country. But the war with the Empire is still going on... and if it gets worse, you'll be banned from leaving the country."

"I see. If that's the case, a magic guild means I don't want to either."

So Rebecca gets up, looks at me and laughs.

"Hehe, Shuya's an adventurer, isn't he? We need to get into the magic guild. You'll be fine. So, the store you're looking for is over there, so why don't we just go inside?

Rebecca asked tilting her face to the side.

That trick is so cute.

"Oh, let's go"

"Lolo's coming too ~"

"Nah."

Black Cat (Rollo) follows Rebecca with both forelegs extended to extend her spine.

She stopped immediately.

This is the shop...

The exterior of the store is a “special” word.

Rebecca reaches out to introduce a store with a special look.

"Right here. The store I recommend. Krishna Demon Prop Store. They say unknown magic equipment stores, magic equipment stores in holes, etc."

Listening to Rebecca's explanation, he sees the white thick bone column stretched spirally and the red umbrella roof covered with a lid.

The frames of the front two doors were decorated with a strange, white spiral graphic mark.

Black Cat (Lolo) also looks at the white bone building material wonderfully and leans away from Rebecca's feet and closer to the white giant bone pillar.

Pushing his right foot against the column, the nail is acting strangely like he is independently smelling the magic smell, unlike pressing the meatballs, tangling his tail, smelling the smell and the cat's smelling task without standing up.

"... very funny"

I whine small as I look up at the store.

"What?"

Rebecca turns her doubtful face to my whining voice.

"No, it's nothing.... I want to see magic props and magic books. Lolo, don't smell it, we're going in."

"Nha."

"To weird shuya, weird lolo. This way."

Open the door and walk into the store with Rebecca.

Upon entering the store, a sudden wonder space greeted him.

Floors, ceilings, interior walls, columns. Decorative beams, all of which consist of geometric stone and old wood.

It seems like an ancient culture of the Middle Ages, modern times, but it also feels like it's possible in modern times, trick-art, indescribable.

I've never even seen the product before.

The first thing I noticed was a hat decorated with mannequins.

A dwarf with horns like a wax doll that's assimilated to a hat, working a lot? It was a hat.

The black cat on his shoulder is following that moving horny dwarf with red eyes.

I know it's a hat......

There were also dwarves, bald father-style dwarves, whose little horns appeared.

That's what's moving with pantomime......

'That's a strange hat. I'm a little dwarf, but I have intense magic from one to the other, and I feel signs of the Spirit'

Herme showed up in sight and explained it to me.

"Rollo, don't react."

"Nha."

Rebecca saw how me and the black cat reacted and was laughing a little, but she kept her eyes shut.

Proceed inside the store. Also, strange objects get into view.

The magical coat of Inverness. White claws wrapped in blue and chic but spread like peacock feathers from the neck of the collar to the back were disgusting.

A white claw with a saw blade is moving one, one, creepy.

"Is it okay if I touch this?

"Yeah. Be careful, it's for sale"

"Ah."

I was interested, so I rolled inside that blue coat.

Silver magic lettering is surprisingly written on the lining inside.

The magic's pretty much inside. Or maybe it's awesome protection.

"I hear that coat, even if it gets scratched, will be repaired automatically. It also has the Righteous Anti-Silver Sword (Shafa Sword), a secret countermagic, or it comes from the labyrinth with a hat."

Rebecca explained to me that she was checking with Magic Eye.

"I'm familiar with that."

"I've been to the store a few times."

"Oh well. Is it because of the way you look that your coat isn't selling?

"Yeah. Probably. As written on the wood tag, it's expensive. On the creepy look, white bone nails enough to put your neck at risk the other way around.... as a protective device, it's deadly, so I guess I can't sell it."

"I see."

It sure is creepy.

So, I move my gaze to the product that was next door.

This is also a bizarre thing.

A coat made of black wolf or bear bristles, that looks warm if worn.

There is the head of a wolf and a bear from shoulder to arm, whose mouth is moving as if it were real alive.

Eyeballs and mouth movements are particularly real.

No way, he's alive?

And, as I approached him to touch the head area, the wolf bear's mouth suddenly moved suddenly.

- Uh-huh.

The sharp fangs that grew above and below his jaw have moved vertically with the rattlesnake as if he were alive.

The creepy sound also surprises Black Cat (Lolo).

"This is alive."

"Huh, shah."

Black Cat (Rollo) reverses his hair and intimidates him as he warns.

My forefoot and rear leg nails were extended and my tentacles were also slightly extended. Momentum is still flowing to the moving fangs.

I feel the force in my toenails hissing in my jacket.

"Lolo, it's okay. Relax, this is a product."

When I mocked the black cat (Lolo), I grew old and slowly leaned from shoulder to back.

"Haha, surprised? Everyone is equally stunned when strangers approach the equipment."

Rebecca was laughing.

You know, you were watching us react, right?

The trick of choking out your tongue is adorable again.

'My lord, I have recommended it to my fellow citizens, but I withdraw it. I made fun of your great gracious face, and I still have a prank face on my face. I'm busy. Ice spears on my butt.'

"No, you can't do that."

"Yes."

After paying attention to the angry hermes, and proceeding to the back of the store without worrying, there was another strange thing.

Is that the thin blue clear water that went inside the beaker?

Something is blue-transparent.

What the hell is this thing used for?

Stay close, observe.

"Sounds like a real slime"

Slime reacts to words like that.

The shape of the blue clear liquid that had accumulated in the beaker twisted.

Uh-huh. - All of a sudden, I look just like you.

"!? That's my face"

The liquid deforms into a surprised face, an angry face, a laughed face, a sad face, and a variety of faces, like a morphological simulation.

Blue and white liquids make further changes.

Two things emerge that just resemble eyeballs in.

My mouth also showed up and moved.

"... o ago, Fusigina, Ma Li, Sense Jill"

Black Cat (Lolo) is also stunned and his red pupil is about to punch the cat with his forefoot out on the open beaker.

"Rollo, you can't do this, can you?

Mindful, Black Cat (Rollo) dented his ears and stared at the blue and white liquid.

"What!? Speaking the language? I've never seen this blue one react."

Rebecca was surprised, too.

Looking alternately at Beaker and me.

'My lord, this is an unnamed family of water. It seems to be part of a thick concentration of water spirits'

Ho.

"This is part of the Water Spirit? You mean a species similar to hermes?

'Yes. There are countless different things in the Spirit. This little spirit is only partially mixed and immobilized with demons on top, so I'd like to help you...... it seems impossible'

... Spirit or Monster, I don't know one thing.

Looking at Rebecca,

"Normally you don't react like this?

"I've never seen it before."

"Then you reacted to me."

That said, point your face at the beaker with that wonderful blue and white liquid.

"What the fuck is Omae?

"... seiley, ma, deali, water demo, almonoda"

Just like that.

"Just like Hermé said."

'Yes, it must have been immobilized in this container for a long time...'

You look like just a beaker, but a demon prop?

'Herme, I'm sorry but I'm not willing to buy it. Leave me alone?'

"Yes."

Finish your reading with Herme.

"A strange spirit? This strange slime, talking about something?

Tilt your head and turn your doubtful face to Rebecca.

"Even if they ask for answers..."

She also has a subtle face.

"... right. Shall we go in the back?"

"... right"

Away from the beaker, the blue-white thing was back to the liquid from which it collapsed in shape.

It's a really strange place.

Proceed to the reception as you check out the strange products in the store with Rebecca.

That, no clerk?

There are other customers around the rectangular table where the reception is located.

From this atmosphere, it may be a hidden famous store known to those who know it.

At the top of the reception, the paintings are embellished laterally and diagonally like the menu in the hamburger shop.

The paintings were only paintings of monsters, but they were all detailed and stunning as pictured.

Slightly fleshy skeletal system with long swords and shields.

He floats in the universe and wears a grey hooded coat with no legs, a blue-white right hand growing from his torso with a long blade tip gripped by a gizzard and a lantern on his left.

A long sword pierced his thick chest with a ghost face, with vivid marks of amputation of both arms, but for some reason at the tip of those bloody arms, a figure with amputated arms floating and blackening long swords.

The figure of a wolf with a black ring around his neck.

Various monsters are depicted.

However, there was also a frame in which no picture was painted.

Large and small, Gothic, innocent, hard-looking frames with black or brown bumps.

Some frames are thought to be made of steel.

Hmm? If you look closely, aren't bumps decorative?

Is it a dent in the bill so that you can hold the frame by hand?

Heh, I see.

Apparently these paintings are designed to be carried.

After a closer look, there was a handlebar-like area on all sides of the frame, as well as a leather belt hanging enough to hang on his shoulders.

But why is “painting” sold here?

Ask Rebecca.

"... what's that?

"It's for magic painters only."

"Magic painter?

"Yes. A profession that is also said to be a rare combat profession in the wizard system. Within the frame of a special magic item, you can use your skills to seal up monsters, contract with them and serve them. Special combat position. I don't use a frame called Demon Spirit Painter or Ethereal Flame Painter for any other magic painter system, I can't use it. It's not like we can seal up monsters. There's something weird about them that doesn't make sense."

She spoke unfortunately at the end of the story.

Maybe it was something to do with me.

"Heh... does that even exist"

I don't know where it is, but I don't know what it is.

There was a customer who responded to the words I said.

Next to the receptionist, one of the guests who was looking at the painting just like me.

The man I've been talking to looks like a wizard, but he's a big, warrior-like body.

He wears a black dust hat with a gold eyeball embroidery on his head.

Twin tunic with gold and red spot pattern for top clothing.

The black cape woven from the shoulder was sewn with magic letters in gold embroidery.

The lower body has long trousers in lame black leather.

He was wearing a lame leather boot with a prominent black and gold color.

I can tell it's muscular because the lambskin covers the thick feet with a visci surface.

It's a luxurious piece of equipment. It's like a senior nobleman.

I don't like to get tangled up, so I'm going to apologize mildly.

"... oh, I apologize if I offended you. Sorry about that. I said," Oh, no. "

I apologize sarcastically.

"This is polite, you apologized, so here I am - oops, excuse me, you're taking your hat off."

He has bowed down while removing a long hat with prominent embroidery of golden eyeballs.

Long blonde middle-class hairstyle.

The color of the eyes is beautiful blue. On the shiny side, the bull and Humpty Dumpty were combined round faces, with their nostrils stretched sideways.

The rubbing is wrapped around the tongue.

Excuse me, but I could say the hair matches the distinctive face.

"For how many minutes, when we make a" magic painter ”like us into a business, it's something we tend to see with prejudicial eyes. Magic painters don't fight themselves by using“ monsters, "it's the end of what they call cowardice. Well, you're mostly right. - Huhhhhhh."

The bull-faced man scratches up with his hand that Ron's hair hung on his eyes.

Do a trick to fix your hair. This bull-faced, flashy man.

You're acting like a kizza man, but your face doesn't look just right on your face.

The look on the bull-faced man smiles satisfactorily and breaks his friendship.

"Ha... Really?"

Look at Rebecca. What about this guy? and desperately eye contact, but she is knowledgeable.

Looks like it's going through, Nico winks.

I've smiled back.

To interpret,

I'll leave you to it because it's suspicious.

I'm sorry.

Does it feel like that?

You Rebecca...... Then,

"... you don't seem to really feel it, do you? So..."

The bull-faced man was widening his inner cape while making a proud look at me for not caring that I was out of sight and responding carelessly.

From the inside of the cape emerges a painting that is evidence of a “magic painter”.

- Oh, I'm surprised.

That cloak, with the item box.

Do you have such a magical cloak?

Looks like an item box or something useful on the inside.

The bull-faced man shows it to me as he lightly holds the steel frame with one hand.

It looks heavy framed, but he seems fine.

Move your tarako-based lips with a creepy smile.

"What do you say? It's a masterpiece, isn't it?

Big deal, but the painting is amazing real.

It's a painting of a monster, but are you sure you're under contract?

A painting of a dog monster with three heads wearing prestigious crusty armor.

The image of a guard dog in hell.

"Nh, nya?

It seems the black cat (Lolo), who was still silent on his shoulder, was interested in the bull face and painting...... 'What the hell?' With a vocal quality, ringing.

With his red eyes shining, he stared at the painting with interest.

"Whoa, huh? ……

The bull-faced blonde who sees the black cat (Lolo) breaks his expression ugly in an instant.

Hmm? What?

It's a leopard face.

Cow-faced eyes suddenly chase their prey sharply...

It's such a cold bottom gaze on my back.

Unexpectedly check the bull face with Magic Eye.

Gaze at the black cat (Lolo) for magic in your eyes and paintings.

Is the bull-faced man exploring something?

Black cat (Lolo) was also staring at the eagle nose with a big blonde bull face.

Who is this bull-faced blonde?

There, Herme appeared in sight.

'You don't seem to notice me… the movement that builds magic in my eyes, the magic props that surround my paintings, and the control of my magic are also inside. You must be a brilliant wizard.'

I see.

"... painting, that's wonderful"

Speak up to call the bull-faced man's gaze from the black cat (Lolo) to me.

"... Yes. Thank you. I'm a proud servant monster."

The flashy man with the bull face returns the words without difficulty, but his gaze was suspicious.

Me and Black Cat (Lolo), I'm going to keep observing if you're interested in Rebecca.

"You look like a strong monster."

"Yeah, it's strong. And, uh, you've seen, are you a magic warrior or something?

He asked me to include something.

Are you referring to the fact that you keep magic in your eyes?

Do you speak appropriately?

"A similar“ something, "something?

Me and the cow's gaze intersect to create a swordswallowing atmosphere somehow.

... For a while, there was room, but I've switched stories so that the bull-faced man can break first.

"... I thought you were your lady's escort."

"- No, I'm not a“ lady ”with an escort. I'm just showing you to this store."

Finally. Rebecca reacted.

"Oh, did I? - This is rude."

After the cowman bows his head lightly, the shitty magic painter overlaps the words even more.

"I... He was mistaken for the escort."

"No, it's nothing. If I had to, I'd do something like an escort."

And when I said it, Rebecca was making her cheeks a little red.

"Was this... was this a gentleman? Whoa, not yet, you didn't name it. My name is Barnaby Ze Kreutz. This is also an adventurer. Please take this opportunity to get to know me…"

Are you an adventurer and a nobleman?

"Yes. Master Barnaby, right? My name is Shuya Kagari."

"Really? Mr. Shuya, right?“ Let's remember. "

Hmm, staring at the black cat (Lolo) more than I do.

"Then I'll be excused around here. I'm just here to see the demon-led frames of the sale."

The blonde bull man rubbed his big nose, stating so, bowed magnificently with his hat in one hand, then flipped his cape and walked to the exit.

"Ha, weird but tangled up"

Barnaby Ze Kreutz or Magic Painter with a Bull Face.

Let's remember, don't forget that face even if you want to.

"Look, there's a lot more to this shelf than that."

"Right."

Rebecca is referring to a shelf with overlapping magic bottles.

Lorento's cylinder was displayed on the shelf.

Magic bottle, surface is a gotten rock magic bottle.

I already have it, and I don't need it.

"There are rune crystals in the powder of the spiritual demon mine, and, you see, there are demon stones that are expensive but next door that can create a junction. There's parchment wrapped around the scroll."

All sorts of things, but where is the key magic book?

"Where's the magic book?

"Oh, you want a magic book? Then call the manager at the reception and they'll give us the inventory."

"Okay. I'll call you because I want the magic book."

Nobody was there before the reception, but I saw a cloth book in the back.

Towards the back of it, a little, I'll try to call my voice stronger.

"Sorry ~. I'd like to see a magic book."

I said it out loud to call the clerk.

"Nah."

Black Cat (Lolo) concaves his ears and reacts with feelings such as' Surprise. '

Then the blue cloth in the back swayed open and the old man, seen as the shopkeeper, appeared.

The elderly man moves loosely and walks over.