Chapter intermission 2
I am of the ancient perished race--Ga Hou the orc .
The descendant of fools who followed the demon lord, made an enemy of the whole world and got themselves destroyed several hundreds years ago . There should be several groups hiding around the world even now, but no race would probably accept us . Even though the orc empire has been destroyed more than 600 years ago, the world never forgets the crime committed by orcs . Since we're long lived, we have learned the wisdom and techniques to survive with subsistence on the corners of the world, we are already unsuited to appear on the world .
"Ga Hou . "
"Ru Heu huh, what's wrong . Did a guest come to the shop . "
"Yup, it's the usual masked guest . "
This place is rarely visited by human even for a place situated at the downtown outside of the duchy capital great wall . Since it's located beside the sewage filtration facility, the stench is quite terrible, beastkins who have sharp noses also rarely come near it . Although, if this filtration facility that was built at the time of orc empire didn't exist, the mother large river would have been more polluted . When I think so, I can forgive this stench--no, sorry, this stench is unbearable after all . I put on the usual perfumed mask, wear the hood, and go to the shop's front .
"How long do you intend to make me wait!"
"I, I'm sorry, then de requests, here are all the sleep inducing drugs . "
When I'm talking to a guest, I always talk with stutters, and use a strange accent . If the other person looks down on me, it's a success .
Wonder why is this man always this exasperated whenever he comes here . I think he should relax his mind a bit more, but there is no need to give an advice . He'd only snap back if I gave him one . I will not do useless thing .
I begin explaining the small bottles that has been passed passed to and lined up on the counter . Even though he probably ignores it, I don't want to forgo my work ethic .
"One small bottle ish, six silverr coins . Dhere are three bottles, how many gold coins ish that?"
"Fuhn, you savages, can't you count . It's three gold coins . "
Fumu, he didn't lower it too much . I'll let it off if it's just by three silver coins .
"A, as expectedd of noble-sama . Y, you count fast heu . "
"Fuhn, this kind of things are easy for those who are of Shiga kingdom nobles . "
Even though the thing about him being a noble should've been a secret, he plainly admitted it . But well, this guy's wallet is adorned with his metal family crest, so there's no need for him to imply it . Since the man himself seems like he wants to hide his identity, I'll keep silent .
The man lined up three gold coins on the counter, took the bottles into a leather case, and went out . He's probably not going to use them for something decent, but I have stopped worrying such thing 400 years ago . I guess I'll give these gold coins to Ro Han's community . I don't need thing like money for living in the sewer of the duchy capital .
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"Ga Hou, that . "
There certainly is a suspicious group at the place she's pointing . I've seen those clothes . They were the same people who shouted crazy doctrine, "We should become demons in order to not get destroyed by the demon lord . ", on the downtown's square . They're called Wings of Liberty--a fanatic group .
The ruin of the labyrinth should be up ahead . The labyrinth is completely dead anyway, and the teleport device to the underground labyrinth should be sealed off . High level cipher has been applied on the seal that no normal humans can possibly solve . Yes, let's believe they cannot enter .
Ru Heu leaves that place, and I approach the group .
When I check them with appraisal skill, there's one with [Abnormal Status: Demonic Possession] . I don't know what kind of demon is it, but I'm bad with fighting . I will flee from here .
Before the effect of invisibility skill wears off, I've left the scene .
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"Let me hide here, Ga Hou . "
Blood-stained Ro Han falls down into the shop .
Looks like he quarreled with a wolfkin man . Of all thing to do for an orc, how pitiable . A young man who hasn't even lived for 50 years doing as he pleases like this, truly sad .
Right now is the season of the martial art tournament that opens once every three years . There are a lot of rowdy people strutting around, so someone who can't restrain his arms shouldn't have gone out .
I leave the treatment of Ro Han to Ru Heu, and go outside the shop .
It'll be troublesome if the authority comes here .
Fumu, I haven't seen a wolfkin in 200 years, do they have four arms now?
They should have one head if I'm not mistaken, but isn't there another head beside the hairless one .
Now then, let's stop the self-concealment around here .
Apparently it's a lower class demon called short horn demon . It has decaying poison on its claws, a bothersome thing . Its saliva is a strong acid huh, how's the body doesn't get dissolved .
I can't let it runs amok in my shop right in front of my eyes .
I'm bad at fighting, but let's push it out to some place away from the shop .
I put on the magic activator ring, and consecutively chant [Exoskeleton (Shell Armor)], and [Physical Reinforcement (Light Boost)] in low voice . They were lower class magic, but I gave priority to the shortness of the chanting .
I pull out a wooden pillar nearby and set it up . The demon who's playing around with the chivalrous mercenary man is turning toward me . Before it stopped turning, and in unnatural stance, I strike it with the pillar with all my might, and push it away to an open space at the opposite side of the street .
People are running from the open space like they're rolling .
There are demi-human mercenaries nearby who are chivalrously assaulting the demon in succession . What a brave thing to do . I guess I'll go against my principle, and help them here . Alas, I don't want to see those brave young men fall victim to the demon's claws .
"■■■■■■■ ■■■ ■■■■■ ■■■■――"
I drank the reserved magic augment medicine . It's working .
"――■■■ Exploding Flame Dragon (Drag Ignis)"
The mercenaries who were holding down the demon got rolled up on the magic for a bit, just for a bit . They should just get off with large burns, probably .
The demon is dying after getting burned by the Drag Ignis of advanced level magic . Even though I've become weaker with ages, to not die after it got hit by that much magic, quite resilient . I pick a spear that has fallen below and throw it to the demon who's inching forward despite its burn . The spear that was thrown with physical reinforcement in effect pierces deep into the demon, killing it .
Fumu, my body reacts to the first advanced magic since 100 years ago after all . I should have shot several intermediate magic to defeat it after all . I'll get Ru Heu massages my lower back when I return to the dwelling .
I take out the magic core from the crumbles of the demon, and toss it to the chief-like man of the mercenaries who have fought just now . A magic core this big is valuable, but this much quality isn't needed for medicines that I make . You guys can drink to your heart contents this night .
While the chief is thinking over picking the magic core, I pick up the demon horn that's fallen near my feet . It's an item called [Short Horn] according to the appraisal skill . Since the explanations that float in my mind are written in demon language, I'll check it on the dictionary when I return .
The content that I got from checking the dictionary was shocking .
That thing is an item that transforms a person into a demon . The demon that I defeated was probably the form of a young wolfkin that had been transformed .
Dreadful .
Demon--no . I'm worried that people will not retain their reason if the existence of this item becomes known . I can't help but wish that the nightmare of demi-human hunting from 400 years ago won't rampage on this land once again .
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Around three days after that, I feel turbulent waves from the underground .
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