Transported to a hyper-realistic RPG.

"Dear Pilte, he's using dirty words again!"

Susana blames Isas for her words.

"Please don't use this word, because Sazana is also a woman."

"Ugh..."

"Heh! I'm not mad at you!"

"It's time for you two to concentrate on each other."

Yes...

"I know you're not nervous and that's not what you're doing... but it's probably about that guy,"

Suzanne and Isas weren't unmotivated, they were just fooling around with the air in the tavern.

Then comes the filthy old man in worn-out clothes.

Sitting alone in a counter seat...

"Always."

(12) With a wrinkled voice, tell the clerk and start drinking a bottle of nail (beer) with the little one.

"That's exactly what we talked about."

"What is the species?"

"He's wearing a hood, and I don't know what he looks like... maybe he's a Blackwing."

"How do you know?"

"Actually, when I came in, I saw a black corner."

"I don't know... It's definite."

"Well, isn't it strange that such a grandfather is the source of rumors?"

"Someone must have asked for it."

"Let's find out."

Yes.

The three of them talk about how to listen.

Colour schemes don't apply to grandfathers.

Even if you talk to me normally, you won't answer me.

It's hard for a grandfather like you to use your power...

"I come to this store every day, and it seems like I'm drinking nails, and if I drink alcohol, I'll say hello."

"It's not that simple."

"Really? It looks worn out, and if you give me alcohol or gold, it sounds like you're talking."

Huh?

"Isas is more familiar with these things, so I'll leave it to him."

"Is it really going to work...?"

"Well, watch."

When Isas stood up with pride, she turned straight to her grandfather.

"Hey! You look like you're having a bad time."

"Hey?! What are you talking about all of a sudden?!"

Turn down the volume so that Isas and Grandpa don't hear you, and Susana tells Pilte.

But Pilte controls it by hand.

"Let's keep an eye on what's going on."

Pilte calms down and watches from the table a little further away.

"You're not a young man who says terrible things from a pigeon to a stick."

"Hehe, I'm sorry.Grow up in a rough place. "

"You must be a vampire. All vampires are rough."

"I'm sorry, but let me buy you a drink."

"I'm not going to catch such a grandfather and come out with anything."

"I told you I was sorry."

"Such a sweet-thinking guy wouldn't come here.Looks like he's got two of them. "

The shop is very difficult to describe as fashionable, and it cannot be said to be a shop where people want peace of mind.

If you're in a store like that, you might think beautiful women like Pilte and Sazana aren't dangerous, but there's no fool who takes care of vampires.

It looks like a human race, but since it is a characteristic figure of black hair and red eyes, it can be understood at a glance.

Grandpa was aware of Pilte and Susana, and Isas was rightly aware that the three of them were here.

I might have liked to disguise myself... but I think it would be more troublesome to disguise myself and get tangled up by men in vain.

Besides, you don't have to disguise yourself as a grandfather.That's what I thought.

"Have you noticed..."

"There's no one in this shop that doesn't notice."

Isaac admitted Pilte and Susana.

"Give this old man a drink."

Still, Isas drinks to his grandfather.

"What do you want me to say?"

The grandfather then gives the appearance of answering the question.

"It's about the rumors my grandfather told me about Amazonas."

"That's what I'm talking about. I'll do as much as I can."

Grandpa chatted with her while happily accepting Nair who had been bought.

"Hmm, why?!"

"... you think it's cheaper for that grandfather than a drink."

"Er...."

For a grandfather like a disciple, you can drink alcohol just by saying a few words.One or two of the rumors are easy to say.

The content of the rumor was as far as I could hear, there were no roots or leaves.

Amazones was banished for rebellion, or was he banished for touching the Demon King's scales?

From Pilte and the others who knew it was a complete lie, it seemed like no fool would believe it, but for those who didn't know about Amazonas well, it seemed like a fact.

That was the fear of rumors, and some of the customers in the store listened to Grandpa's story and nodded slightly.

"Where did that rumor come from?"

"Where's the rumor coming from? I can't tell you that."

I knew it...

Suzanne reacts slightly irritating because she is distracted from the core.My grandfather's face is turned away and I can't see.

"Suzanne, calm down."

Negotiations have not yet been concluded.

"Shit... please give Grandpa another drink."

"You're young, but you know it well."

"If you live with too much greed, one day you'll see pain in your eyes."

"I see painful eyes, and I come to this store every day dressed like this."

Was it just now?

The store manager was reacting to the words, but the grandfather didn't care at all.

Don't!

The manager puts Nair in front of his grandfather with a dull face, but the grandfather receives it with a smile.

So?

"That was a rumor. Whoops...."

The grandfather sucked in the liquid level of Nail, whilst saying what was clear.

"So? Who told you?"

"Don't be impatient. This is what young people do...."

"Grandpa, please."

Isas' rhetoric was polite, but the feelings contained therein were the opposite.

Grandpa showed his desire to have another drink... but Isas isn't that popular either.

"All right, all right... you're a tough guy."

With that in mind, I let go of Nair and lowered my voice and turned my face toward Isas.

I told him with a fairly small voice.Pilte and Suzanne didn't hear it, but they only saw Isas' expression harden.

"... thank you."

"Older people are kind to younger people."

Isas, who was away from his grandfather sighing Nair with a vulgar laugh, urged Pilte and Susana to leave the shop.

Pilte and Susana are sensitive to it and leave the store.

"Who did you say you were?"

"... let's go somewhere no one will ask."

Isas' expression remained stiff and she tied her mouth tightly.

"Okay, let's get to the inn."

"No, that's not reassuring.Let's make sure there's no one left. "

Pilte nodded without saying a word, and even though it was night, he left the city and moved to a place that was not popular at all.

"If you come this far, no one will ask you."

Surrounded by no lights, no trees, and a view far away.Even if someone were watching Pilte and the others, they wouldn't make it to that place.At least they don't hear a conversation.

"I went out of my way to get Pilte to carry my feet... what name did you name them?"

…………………

Isas said that he confirmed that there was no one around, but he still kept his voice down and told them the name he had heard from his grandfather.

"... Arten - Lord Arabol, that's the name Grandpa gave me."

Huh?!

Pilte and Sazana were quite surprised by the unexpected name that appeared, and their eyes turned round.

But Pilte returns to me immediately.

"No matter what you think, it would be a lie."

"That's right!"

Suzanne returns to me late.

"In the first place, Arabol-sama has no reason to keep Amazones away.Even if it is, if it is the status of Arabor, it is just to tell Amazones.You don't have to go around like this. "

"That's right... you lost it in a hurry."

Isas also exhaled and calmed down once.

Isas and Southern believed for a moment for a reason.That means there's a part of the killer's statue that overlaps with Arten-Arabol.

The magic that keeps interfering with the spirit of the Demon King, that is, the leader in magic equipment making, can be easily approached.The conditions are consistent.

And when Pilte and Heinelinde and Arten-Arabol examined the information, there were a certain number of testimonies that Arten-Arabol would lead to the perpetrator.Normally, it's natural to be suspicious.

Become the person who should be standing on the side of the hearing, not on the side of the hearing.

With that in mind, it's no wonder you doubt Arten-Arabol.

But Pilte, who was taken by Heinelinde and met Arten-Arabor several times, immediately realized it was a lie.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't have time for vain testimony.Let's find the following information. "

"I understand."

Pilte ignores his grandfather's testimony and proceeds to the next information gathering.

After all, however, I didn't get much information, and only time passed.

Ultimately, the start of Arten-Arabol's operations was approaching, with no success.

"I'm sorry..."

"Originally, I can't expect a lot of information to investigate rumors.That's why you don't have to be so depressed. "

Heinelinde gave a word of consolation to Pilte, who couldn't do much work and had a dark face.

"We can investigate the rumors of Amazonas later.Instead, it's time for the final arrangement with Arten-Arabor. "

"... yes."

Pilte and Heinelinde heard that Arten-Arabor had finished analyzing the magic tools and were headed back to her.

Concon...

Heinelinde knocks on the door as usual.

"Come in."

"Excuse me."

I can't hear a loud voice today, and I enter the room respectfully.

"Long time no see, Pilte."

"We're out of time. Arten-Arabor."

"Vampires always look the same, so they're going crazy."

"But I'm sorry..."

"Hihihihi, it's just a joke.The contents haven't changed. "

Arten laughs joyfully - Pilte shows Arabol a troubled smile.

"Don't bully my daughter too much."

"Whoa, I hear you've touched Heine's scales.Kuwabara Kuwabara. "

I heard you've finished analyzing the magic tools?

"The analysis itself was over a long time ago, but I finally made something that I could use, so I called to talk."

"Did you make... a new one?"

"Well, I'll tell you that, so sit tight."

Arten - Heinelinde and Pilte sat down, inspired by Aravor's words.

Well then, let's talk about it right away.

First of all, it's an example magic tool, but it doesn't seem to be useful unless you use light magic. "

"You mean you can't use it without the aptitude of the light attribute... then you can only use it on a really limited number of Demons."

"At least it's something you can't use for me and Heineken.

Apparently, they use light magic to deliver audio and video to distant places, which is quite complicated.

Besides, if we can't use light magic, we won't even start it in the first place.Because there are many Demons who have aptitude for dark magic, and few who have aptitude for light magic.The treasure is rotten. "

"Arten-Arabor, is this a complicated magic trick?"

"It's complicated. Pretty much.

Probably made a dwarf... "

"Do you even know that?"

"In my case, I make magic tools by theorizing and matching them, but in the case of dwarfs, I make use of my experience as a craftsman.

The difference between a researcher and a craftsman.That's what's appearing in the magic trick.It's hard to explain, but I understand. "

"Is the dwarf helping?"

"No, that's not true. Probably kidnapped a dwarf who went out alone and made him do it.Because it is a substitute that can be used but it is not efficient.It's too cluttered for a dwarf job. "

"The Holy Knights really don't choose the means..."

"It's not about the Knights, it's about magic tools."

Yes.

ARTEN - ARABOL puts back where the conversation was starting to diverge.

"The seized magic equipment itself could not be used, but this is what has been modified to use similar objects even in dark magic."

Touch...

ARTEN - Arabol takes out two boxes with black magic stones on the desk.

"Even though it was a modification, I only changed a little of what was originally used as a seized item and moved it to another box.

For now, I have the ability to roughly tell where they are. "

"Can't you send audio?"

"As for the technology, it is not a mechanism that is destroyed when disassembled.It breaks down and falls apart. "

"The dwarf who made this also seems to have been prepared to provide things, but not to give them to technology..."

"If you know the military, you can easily imagine how much of a threat it would be if you could just deliver the audio to a remote location.

Thanks for the dwarf. Hihihihi. "

ARTEN - Arabol lights a cigarette and laughs.

"Positioning… means that the original purpose was achieved, right?"

"It's a degraded version, but the goal is achieved.

But I can't analyze everything I can make from scratch, and everything I have here now. "

"There's no spare..."

ARTEN - There are only two boxes in front of Arabol.

"I'll take one and give the other to Heine."

"To me... is that for me personally?"

"That's right. It's dangerous to give it to a vampire you don't know."

ARTEN - Arabol says if she trusts Heinelinde personally and asks for help, she's good.Heinelinde, who understood it correctly, receives the box.

"Okay, if anything happens, I'll be right there."

"If I were killed, the operation would fail at that point.You don't have to come.Rather, if anything, Heine and Pilte are the only ones who know about it.We must rely on those who can save the Demon King and the Demon Queen. "

"You're telling me to abandon it?!"

"Frankly speaking, that's what happens."

"I can't do that!"

Heinelinde speaks strongly.

"Hi, sir. I told you before. The right material.

I'm the only one who can do this, and it's a dangerous mission.You know I might die.Heine and the others don't have to go out in the dead.No, we shouldn't be dating.

If they die, no one will know about this.If that happens, the demon king, the demon queen, and all of the demon world may be in danger.We should move to avoid that. "

"Eh...."

Master Arabol!

Pilte screams when she sees Heinelinde eating her teeth.

"Still... you're not going to die, are you?!"

"Don't take it for granted.

Who do you think I am?Arten-Arabol.

I told you to be prepared because you're in danger, and it's not decided to die. Hihihihi. "

Arten - Arabol laughs happily as he drops the ashes of tobacco.

"It's not funny!!Danger is dangerous!Be careful! "

"Heine is really worried.I think it would be nice if you believed me a little more about my friends. "

"Friends...?"

"Hmm? Was I the only one who thought that?"

"Yes, no, it's an honor."

"I feel like it's hard to give back to my friends... but it's okay.Either way, we have to do it, and it's already been decided. "

"We will back up as much as we can, but be careful not to intervene directly, as Arten-Arabol said.So, are you sure you want to do this? "

"That's fine."

"... is there anything else you need?"

"That's right... a few"

Dogan!!

As we were discussing it, all of a sudden the door to Arten-Arabol's room opened with the greatest momentum ever.

"Arten - Arabol!"

Suddenly, several Blackwing tribes appeared out loud.

Hold a sword straight to your hips and look lofty.It's like a knight catching bad guys.

"You don't have to scream so much, I'm right in front of you.Besides, don't you know knock?The door is broken. "

"I don't care about doors!

Still with us... these traitors! "

"Betrayal...?"

"We have all the evidence! Be quiet!"

"I'm not going to let anything go wrong."

At a time when he was about to go to the Demon King, the unexplained unfolded, and Arten-Arabor, Heinelinde, and Pilte were taken to the castle where the Demon King lived, with their hands tied, without knowing the meaning.

Without going through the city in that state, he hid in a carriage and headed to the castle, but when he entered the castle, a Blackwing man walking with three people carried out a huge capture (decoy) and walked out with pride.