The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

After a while, Cannellas brought back Dark Elves.

Oh. I'm here. I'm here.

It's bad for Cannellas, but I'm in the dark elves now.

Is she over a hundred and sixty centimeters tall?

Its upper right cheek was fitted with a distinctive silver face guard.

Silver long hair, silver colored eyes.

It doesn't change that the red colour is mixed with silver and glowing.

I have a silver mask, so I can only tell the left face, but the blue and white skin looks great, it is superbly beautiful and beautiful......

Never seen it before, but let's say Lady Yang is also a beautiful woman of the world who loses.

Horizontal elf ears are great too.

Like last time, the neck is fitted with a black collar as evidence of a seemingly cramped slave.

The gear I wore before was bikini armor and garter belts, but this time I'm wearing a sleeveless pearl thick leather garment that exposed both shoulders.

More like protective clothing than clothing.

It's shaped like a swallow tail suit that extends from back to foot.

The surface of the thick leather of the pearl is embroidered with distinctive patterns in yellow, red and black yarn and is beautifully edged around with silver yarn.

I could tell it was a fancy piece of protective equipment.

And many times I think, I still have beautiful skin.

The blue and white skin you see from both shoulders... makes you feel a beautiful lake.

The inside of the thick leather garment appears to be wearing a thin rag cloth.

It's just a shame the clavicle can't be seen because of the collar?

At the waist there was a black belt sword band coloured with gold thread, two long swords connected to that belt.

The two long swords are supposedly made of the same steel as the long sword that was equipped the other day.

But rather than such a long sword, the eyes naturally go on both legs as long as the model inside it.

I like the black inner I wear to my thick crotch.

It's a luscious atmosphere, and you're soaked.

Shoes are the same long boots the other day.

He is wearing a long boot with a fitted adult gladiator pattern with a red and black leather toe.

At first glance, it looks like a sandal, but the ankle and knee are wrapped in red leather so I can tell it's long-booted.

...... Cannellas taking a beautiful dark elf and sitting on the couch.

Dark Elves had a handbag with luggage in it.

"... Mr. Shuya. Then we'll start the deal."

A blade pen and ink of paperwork and writing equipment are placed on the desk in order.

A potioned bottle and a set of knives were placed at the end.

The dark elf sits beside the sofa with his knees folded, his neck raised and his chest poked out.

I'll take care of everything. That sounds like a pose.

I'll have the money, too.

"Okay. I'll have the money."

Three large white coins and fifty white gold coins were removed from the item box and placed at the desk.

"Well, earlier, I stopped in the middle of explaining, but I'll keep talking about it. She's a dark elf. That's a valuable talent, but it's actually more rare."

Is it rare?

"Is it unusual?"

"Yes. - Show it to me. This will be your husband."

Cannellas is ordering a dark elf posing to stick his chest out beside me.

"Yes."

When Dark Elf replied so quietly, he lowered his neck, which was raising his jaw, and removed the silver face guard that was nestled in his own face as he stared at me in a relaxed motion.

Oh? Beautiful butterflies.

Beautiful silver-toned, artistic butterflies were painted on the surface of the skin so much that there was no need to hide them with a face guard on the cheek, on the right cheek.

When her fingers touch the silver butterfly mark on her cheek, the butterflies snap alive.

Moreover, the silver butterfly was moving with wings to the area of the A as the silver butterfly shifted at its touched fingertips to show a brilliant glow.

When you stop over the back of your hand, as you see on the branches, the silver butterfly stays.

A silver butterfly pattern was born on the back of his hand.

I'm also surprised by the moving silver butterfly, but there's something gleeful about its luscious tricks.

Moreover, from the butterfly mark on his cheek, the magic had been released strongly.

'Be careful, my lord. I feel very powerful magic from the butterflies on my cheeks. That silver mask was something special to suppress magic...'

Herme showed up in the corner of my sight and advised me.

"Sounds like it."

'But she hasn't leaked her magic outside, except the butterflies on those cheeks, so I'm sure she excels'

Sure, the magic fights seem masterful.

'Seems so. Very little, smooth magic movement'

Share your thoughts as you gaze at the limbs of a beautiful dark elf.

'Yes. Why is this better for a slave...'

"Saanana"

Hermes in deformation floated a question mark and disappeared as he twirled around.

Surprised I'm finally narrowing my gaze, Cannellas follows me.

"... don't worry, my husband can't attack me. And the silver butterfly on her cheek is an extra skill."

Seriously, Cannellas explained it strictly to me.

Extra skills.

I have four too, that extra skill.

"Is that extra skill......"

'Exactly. You were spotted from the beginning, and you chose the super brilliant one as your subordinate.'

Herme disappears from my sight. I'm going to talk to her as she disappears.

I chose, by chance, what. A silver butterfly on your cheek?

"Yeah, yes. Find out more about its effectiveness directly. That and a slight change of story, it is important to note that distant countries other than the South Mahaheim region, especially the countries of the North and their local territories, may be killed or taken without question, depending on their race, referred to as slaves. Remember, it's mandatory to travel. … Then, Mr. Shuya, with that knife, we ask you to drain blood on the collar worn by this slave"

When Dark Elf hid the silver face guard in his face, he raised his jaw to show off his long neck again, sticking his chest out.

The silver butterfly pattern on the back of my hand is gone.

Do you need more blood than that?

"... do I absolutely have to do that?

"Yes, it's the basics of the slave trade"

Can you make a deal with my blood? Such anxiety is on my mind.

Because I have the attributes of light and darkness.

That collar is a dark attribute, no matter what you think.

My blood also contains light attributes...

It broke...

If you're reacting to purely blood-containing magic like a guild card, I think you're gonna be fine.

hesitating,

"... what's up?

Cannellas asked.

"... No, I wonder what this collar will do."

"You're a subordinate collar. Because the dark demon gem on the collar reacts to the magic contained in Mr. Shuya's blood, and the dark magic is activated."

Well, if it's magic, not blood, is it okay?

Ma, if it breaks, it's broken. So, we'll figure it out.

The knife is mediocre and feels no magic.

Shall we do it?

On the collar of a dark elf, he wounded his own finger with a knife and drowned his blood.

The moment my blood drowned on my collar.

The obsidian that was at the center of the collar glows strongly.

Staring at that light.

The light spread throughout the small obsidian.

A small magic formation emerges from its glowing obsidian surface.

One after the other, a small magic formation floated on the surface of the obsidian, overlapping vertically like a barrier.

A thin flat magic formation unfolds in triples, then sinks and disappears as its magic formations fold into the obsidian.

The sucked collar, every obsidian, broke in two with a pakan.

Dark elf light blue complexion and clavicle exposed.

But in the beautiful skin beneath its neck, I could see things penetrating like little black and dark green snakes.

That's a snake, but a piece of magic?

It disappears like a magic snake swimming through your skin.

Eventually, a black ring flourished on the surface of the skin.

A small rose in the heart of the black ring?

A few thin flowery things float.

There is no unnaturalness. It's the mark of the black ring.

It also looks as if the black ring marks were on your chest from the beginning, engraved on your skin from before.

Looks like we made it.

"-Go, go, go, go."

What, the dark elves have stuck my breath in bitterness.

Failure?

"Obsidian broke in a weird way, but, well, it's okay. Never mind this is something that always happens when you contract. And, Mr. Shuya. Please use this potion on the finger with the scratch."

Now heal your finger wounds?

Leaving it alone will heal me.

Or it's already blocked...

Drink potion and delude yourself because it doesn't matter what suspicion you have.

"Later we sign this document and we're done. Because it is a special document, this slave is also exempt from head taxes. We also need the sign of a slave, but yet, the Common Language lettering is not perfect. So she's fine with thumbprints."

Sounds tax-free.

There are other stereotypes available, and like the Robot Three Principles, the master's orders absolutely do not harm the master, and fully preserve his own body.

The parchment paperwork said that.

I don't feel magic, and it's fancy parchment.

Sign that paper with a blade pen.

Dark Elves, who had finished their suffering, were also thumbprinting with their fingers dipped in ink.

"Congratulations. Now the contract is complete. She can no longer resist her husband, Mr. Shuya. If you defy orders, nature and your neck will squeeze and suffer. Please feel free to set up any additions or subtractions around it by touching the collar mark on your chest directly. Even the lightest of causes, considerable suffering will strike her. Besides, even if you're away from your husband, you know where you are, and if your husband dies, your slave dies automatically, so betrayal will never happen."

Cannellas had a smiling, full-faced groaning face, and when he spoke of them, he packed a large white gold coin of the price in a bag and put a copy of the paperwork in a sturdy leather bag, though not an attash case.

I'll keep the paperwork in the item box, too.

Shortly after finishing the bracelet operation, the dark elf I had just bought approached me directly next to me, kneeling on one knee.

"- Your husband. Thank you for buying me. Best regards,"

"Oh, wow."

The beauty suddenly approached you, and then, uh, your husband?

A little, I got upset.

"Mr. Shuya. Feel free to indulge in all the luggage that that dark elf has and all the possessions he wears are included in the price. Oh, if you want to enjoy it quickly, will you free up time to head to the slave trade center?

You treat customers well.

Or we'll head to the Adventurers Guild at noon, so the slave trade hall will be back later.

I don't know how many days the labyrinth will take, and I'll do it again.

"... excuse me. I'd like to see some other slaves, but I remember other errands today, so can I come back here later?

"Yes. Go ahead. I will also look for luxury slaves worthy of Mr. Shuya, so please feel free to do so at any time. If there's a cloth stamp here, you can always put it in."

"Okay. Say hello then, Mr. Cannellas."

"Yeah, definitely, come back."

Cannellas speaks with his eyes down.

I took a seat, stared at the super beautiful dark elf,

"... So let's go"

"Yes, sir"

Your husband?

Something, it's not really a pattern.

But don't call me your husband. I don't give orders for things like that.

Take Dark Elf out the front door.

Black Cat (Lolo) is not back yet.

I'm supposed to be somewhere in this blooming garden...

Then, I want to talk to her, too, and walk a little.

Off the stone road and into the grounds where the lawns and flowers of the garden spread.

Quickly, the flowers greeted me.

Beautiful flowers of Furong in a large circle, very beautiful.

Some white flowers are a little red.

Is this a flower called Drunken Furong?

You think it's a flower that only blooms for a day and stains white in the morning and pink in the evening?

Flowers like Earth bloom in different worlds.

"... So, what's your name?

He stopped and heard Mirong's white flowers overlaid with dark elf silver hair.

"... it's up to your husband"

She stops right behind me too, kneels down and says so.

Do you want me to decide your name? It's a good word, but even this dark elf must have had a name in the past.

"Even you have a past, don't you?

"Yes......"

She replies with a Buddha's top face.

I'm not saying, "If you don't like it, you don't have to answer it."

Because you're already my slave.

"Let me hear it"

Dark Elves, who was lowering his gaze, raised his face and made an unpleasant tannic surface, quickly becoming faceless.

Beautiful lips move as they are.

"... Ha, my name is Vine d 'Azmir. [Underground city Dow Mezzaran] from. She was the second daughter of the [twelfth demonic guidance aristocrat Azmir family] and lived for the prosperity of the Azmir family in the underground city of Dow Mezzaran. However, in the third week of the Divine Lunar Moon, the Azmiris were dastardly disparaged and contested by two families: the [Fifth Demon Guided Noble Langibad Family] and the [Eleventh Demon Guided Noble Squad Family], and the Azmiris were defeated. As a result, I was captured and thrown into the earth, into the world on the lid… It was the Muggle, the slave trader of the people, who was picked up on that earth. Then we crossed some slave traders and arrived at Cannellas. And in a massive auction called an underground auction, he had all sorts of experiences under Cannellas to sell me high."

Is his name Vine d 'Azmile?

I am from the underground city of Dow Mezzaran......

Number twelve, the second daughter of the Apostolic Azmir family.

Could it be that the second daughter of a nobleman is a former, deep-window courtier?

Defeated in the power struggle of the magical guiding aristocracy and banished to earth?

The name of the [underground city of Dow Mezzaran] where she lived and the fact that she called the ground “on the lid” or the people “muggle”......

When they were living underground, it matched the words spoken by the dwarf lore they met accidentally in that underground.

I'm a little interested in the social form of dark elves.

Can I ask you more slowly later?

Make your name the same vine as it was in the past.

"... Vine. I'll call you that, okay?

"... no"

She has more rejection on her face than she just did.

A wrinkle was created between the eyebrows and his face was slanted, but he could see the look of clarity and contempt.

I'm not too happy, but no.

"All right, I'll name it. My name is Shuya Kagari. C-rank adventurer."

"... Yes"

Vine has narrowed her eyes and observed me measure my power.

I keep my magic in my eyes. It's Magic Eye.

"Vine. Sounds like you can use the Magic Eye, huh?

"Ha, yes"

A little, the silver pupil widens and contracts.

There was a mixed glow of red and silver moving around the pupil.

You should have seen my magic eye before, but are you surprised?

"Yes, don't be nervous. I heard Vine was diving into the labyrinth too, but how many levels did the labyrinth go?

"We've moved on to four levels."

"Solo?

"No, there were handcrafted adventurers and multiple combat slaves prepared by Cannellas"

That's right. Wouldn't it be nice to scratch the product first?

"I see. I'm only going up to two levels. And, basically, you're an adventurer, so why don't you dive with me then?

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

The silver eyebrows should not be slight.

Vine has a tone of confidence.

"And I have a partner and pet user demon black cat (lolo). We should be walking around here by now..."

"- Nah, nah, nah"

Oh, just fine. It's the black cat.

When I saw those who heard voices, they were climbing branches of tall trees that resembled pine trees to do the lion king......

What are you doing? I feel like I did the same thing a long time ago.

You want to go into the troupe season and do theatre? And I wanted to interrogate him for an hour, but I put up with him.

"The black cat (Lolo) climbing that tree is my partner & pet, and his name is Lorodine. Lolo for short."

"Yes. You're a lovely cat"

"Yeah. Ooh. Come back now."

"Nha."

He seemed to hear my voice, and when he moved his ears pinkly and cutely and replied briefly, he leaped like a flying from a tall tree branch.

He was stretching his tentacles to the ground and killing the impact when he landed.

Shrink the tentacles that were stretched as they were, small as beans to the neck, and as they run over, they come back up to their shoulders.

Vine seemed strange to have tentacles growing on the black cat (Lolo), paying attention to the bean tentacles growing small from the neck of the black cat (Lolo).

"Lolo, this is Vine, the new companion."

"Nah, nah."

Black Cat (Lolo) said hello with her cat feet up and slapping me on the shoulder.

I think this is the kind of greeting from the face and voice. "My seniors say hello."

"Do you understand the words?

"Nah? Nah, nah."

I'm protesting something. He slapped me on the shoulder three times in a row.

"That's right. I'm not just a demon. It's also a god beast. He is also comfortable stretching from a small black cat like now to a large griffon size. Tentacles also have attackable bone swords, and claws on fangs and leg tips are intense. Plus, I can spit a king-like flame brace out of my mouth."

"... well, that's too awesome. You're like Lolo."

Vine trembles in surprise, glances at the black cat (Lolo) to be frightened, and then lowers her head, poking one knee to the ground.

"Nha."

You look like a doorman in my description, Mr. Lolo.

"That's the thing. And, Vine, stand up."

She gets up when she snorts.

"Ha."

"In public, when acting outside, be modest in kneeling."

"Yes, I understand"

Long fine eyebrows moved slightly and his head was lowered.

"Yeah. I don't mind if we're alone in the room or something. Let's talk about it while we walk outside."

"Yes."

Vine had a handkerchief bag, but she took the bow and arrow barrel out of that bag, treating the handkerchief bag like a backpack and carrying it.

Is it also a backpack?

Besides, next to the waist of the dorsal girdle, the bow is snagged into place.

Well, I'll report it to Hermé as well.

I'm still going to keep a secret from Vine about the ever-dark water spirited herme.

I spoke consciously to Herme.

"Helme."

"Yes, my lord."

Hermes appear in sight as you circle all the way around.

"I heard the story, so I think I know, but it's nice to meet you, Vine, because Dark Elf is one of us."

"Yes, sir. Copy that."

'We haven't talked about Hermé yet, but we might talk about it soon'

'Okay. You can jump out at any time.'

Cocksucker, herme in deformation.

"Okay, you can disappear."

"Ha."

Hermes that disappear from sight.

In conversation with Hermé on the reading, Vine and I walk down a stone road through a beautiful garden to the entrance and exit of the premises.

Just out of the stone gate, I move my mouth.

"We're going to the Adventurers Guild. I'm meeting up with my people. So, it's quick and bad, but I'll party with that fellow and have him try the labyrinth with me. And the basic rule is," Take care of your life. "I'm fine, so take care of my life. Finally, treat party members with courtesy and do not kill people at will without my permission"

The last one matters because you don't know what's going to happen.

"Okay."

I look at Vine, who is bowing her head and responding, and then I ask.

"So, what's the main way Vine fights?

"I am the main two swords on this hip, but from a distance bow, wind magic, thunder magic, dark magic. He is skilled in support and illusion with extra skills."

"Heh, you can do a lot of things. First, tell me more about that support and illusion."

Vine speaks proudly.

"Yes, the extra skill < Silver Butterfly Dance Martial Arts > starts by touching the silver butterfly on your cheek with your hands. It is a magical skill that combines and activates" hand marks ”with its touched hands. Support skills. This has the effect of applying Silver Butterfly Feather Blessings to the specified surroundings and increasing the Defense against Magic. On the other hand, the illusion skill is Silver Moth Spots. Innumerable occurrences of patterned silver butterflies into designated areas. Those who enter this illusion range, whether people, monsters or not, lose their sense of direction when they see hallucinations, eventually take away the senses of the five senses and fall into incapacity for combat, and at worst, they can die."

Heh, it's intense to take away the five senses.

That's extra skill.

"Wow. Does that mean Vine can do anything from close to distance"

"Yes."

Instant Answer. That's fine slavery. The fight seems confident.

The look from half my face, but makes me feel like I have a lot of combat experience.

Impressive only.

The face guard on the silver mask has a hole in the eye area, so I can see her pupils, but the expression is hard to understand.

"... I'll talk to you, too. - This is the main weapon. The magic attributes are" mainly ”water attributes."

While walking, make the Demon Spear Wand appear on your right hand side.

"And you can use the chain with your left hand"

The left hand was also extended diagonally and gently ejected from the factor mark on the wrist to move the tip of the chain.

"I can handle it from close range to far distance"

"... that's just great"

From the look on the left half without Vine's silver mask, he could clearly see the complexion of agitation.

When a weapon suddenly appears, is it obvious that it disappears?

"Vine, are you anxious?

"Yes, no. I just showed you, can you call weapons at any time?

"Yes -"

He also puts out a demon spear wand on his right hand and rotates the purple metal rod vertically with one hand, treating it like it snaps before it disappears.

"We missed you."

"Nice. A compliment from the beauty…"

"... I saw your husband's strength, naturally."

She was smiling cold as she narrowed her eyes.

Something feels like a beard.

Like I want to test my powers. Blue and white skin, silver fine eyebrows.

I don't know what's in my mind.

Maybe her insides are if she's dissatisfied......

But if you violate the orders, they'll strangle you, and you seem to be able to adjust it with that black ring on your chest, so why don't you give it a try?