Chapter 131 - Volume 7 (1/2)

Volume 7, Chapter 13: In the North, Part 2, Part 2

“How cruel, Shisho~”

“… I thought I would die.”

“Hmm? It’s fine as long as you didn’t die.”

Nea seems to be called Shisho by Daichi and Futa. It must have happened from when she put them through training at the parade grounds.

She would run them around everywhere until they collapsed, I even had to revive them with holy magic twice a day.

Rather than be disappointed, it’s impressive how much they’ve gown that they’re not still knocked out, it means their spirits still haven’t been broken.

After all, those two were alive, so they couldn’t say anything about Nea’s methods.

Hmm… I wonder if they have more time each day for training?

“Well then, shall we all go shopping?”

“Eh? Shopping, us?”

“A break…”

I tried to keep myself from flinching at their mutters, as Futa gives me a hopeful look.

“It’s alright, I’m not a demon after all.”

I am a Demon, though.

“Why the change in heart?”

I give a quick explanation to Futa, who still looked confused.

“When you think of Dwarves, aren’t high quality weapons a classic?”

And so, we began to move towards the underground shopping mall.

The dungeon has many entrances, close to subway entries in feel.

Since people live below ground, I assumed there would be a light source, but it was much brighter than I thought.

It’s not as bright as daylight, but since the floor and ceiling are glowing steadily, as soon as my eyes got used to the dimness, it was easy to move around in.

It doesn’t seem to have been added earlier, so is it some sort of mechanic of the dungeon?

I may have just said so, but the Dwarves seem to be fine workmen and smiths after all. Although there was a weapons shop on the ground level, as far as impressions, it felt more like a “souvenir shop” and when I asked the clerk there, they told us that the proper weapons are sold in stores in the underground shopping area.

Therefore, I came up with the idea of getting weapons for those two, since their equipment was so awful.

It was provided from Sail Country, why complain, you ask? Well, what they’re equipped with is the level of an ordinary squire, not even to the level of a Hero’s companion.

Actually, come to think of it, they weren’t recognized as heroes, but it’s still better than a certain game by a few hundreds of times, since the king throws the Hero out there with only a wooden rod and ordinary clothes, but still, they only have iron swords.

I saw the production area of the castle, so I know they’re awful, although I’m not an expert.

They just poured iron into a sword mold and hit it until it was the right shape before sharpening it, steel making technology is out there, but it looked like an iron decoration sold by a house decoration store.

At least cough up a magic sword, even a used one. They’re stingy in such strange places for a large country.

Still though, I think if I left it to Noa, he would make them vicious [Demon Swords], which would be about as dangerous as handing new recruits a bazooka to start with.

So, as I came to the Dwarven lands, I decided to buy swords that looked good enough.

“Here we are.”

“So big…”