Chapter 157 â Guns & Roses
I stowed away all the dead bodies and equipment of the enemy who had attacked us. I also packed up the sled and the supplies that were loaded on it. Most of the supplies were portable food and spare weapons, but there was not much money to be found.
Even if they found out that we had killed them, they would never find evidence of it.
We didnât kill the innocent horses but only released them from their restraints. This was under the direction of Mir-neesan.
ââ¦Iâm bored.â
The two horse-drawn sleighs continue to make their way toward the walls of Rose as the sun is shading and the wind begins to pick up.
Unfortunately, there are no enemies to attack our horse-drawn sleighs as we move through the snowfields. Thenâ¦
âAre the rest of the enemies going to attack us in town?â
âThere is also the possibility that they will be on the road after tomorrow, but from the enemyâs point of view, it would be more certain to finish us off at Rose. We are unarmed, after all.â
Is it the story that we are forbidden to be armed? I was flabbergasted earlier and had only half heard the story.
âIf we canât carry weapons in town, where are we supposed to leave them?â
âThe guards will confiscate all your weapons at the town gate. They are supposed to be returned to you when you leaveâ¦â
Judging from the bitter look on Colonâs face, I guess itâs not as simple as âOkay, so youâre safe inside the town.â
âThe people of Rose are easily seduced by power and bribes. Maybe thatâs why the guards are also greedy with money. I heard that expensive weapons and rare tools are sometimes stolen because of their poor management.â
ââ¦Thatâs the worst. Takifu?â
âI will keep the weapons in my storage for all of you. If we donât arm ourselves quickly, thereâs a chance that the bandit guild will attack us in town this time.â
As for the weapons to be deposited, just dummy out the ones you donât mind losing, like a trashy dagger taken from the bandits.
Tig, who had been listening to our conversation, turned around and shook his head.
âPlease do that. Rumor has it that there is a hidden branch or headquarters of the bandit guild in Rose.â
Thatâs not good. There will be a raid, for sure, and in town.
AKM bullets would have too much penetrating power to cause collateral damage.
If I were to use a MAC10 and a shotgun⦠I donât know if Iâd have time to pull it out of storage on the spur of the moment, let alone for Tig, Myrril, and the others. This is where I want a firearm that I can carry at all times.
I just wanted a new weapon, but I told everyone that it was a necessary expense.
âHey, you guys know the situation, so why would you join into Rose?â
âBecause itâs nothing to do with us.â
âThey canât take our weapons away from us!â
Tig and Louis thrust out their fists, followed by McCain. Colon and Eino also held out their fingers with a wry smile. I thought the two of them were not muscle-brainers, but I wondered if it was a sign that they could fight well without throwing knives or staffs. Well, maybe they were forced to do it because they were going out with each other.
âIt seems funny; Iâm on board too!â
As they crossed fists, Mir-neesan also joined in with her fists. The strong-armed Nojaloli is joining the fray. Is it a heart-throbbing feeling?
The muscle-brained people with smug faces (and the two who seemed to be involved in the situation) look at me.
Oh, Iâm sorry, Iâll refrain from doing that. I donât have to fight with my bare hands or anything. Ever since I was KOâd by a young beastman girl, Iâve decided to survive as long as possible by relying on firepower from outside the enemyâs attack zone.
When the gates of Rose came into view about a mile away, I asked them to stop the wagon and get off the back of the cart, just in case.
âWhatâs the matter, Takifu? Do you need to pee?â
âOh, just a minute.â
I keep my distance from the Battlecry and call out to my savior for help.
âMarket.â
In my open field of vision, Simon was holding a plump, angelic child.
Itâs not a very nice sight to see an old man with the trademark potato chip mustache, but the girl is so cute that I canât help but think that sheâs actually adorable.
I donât even know her name yet, but she seems to like the silver spoon I gave her and is still holding it in her hand and waving it around.
Okay, stab that suspicious manâs nose!
âMy angeeeelllllâªâ
â¦Hey, whatâs up with this guy? He even started singing his own original song. Heâs not even looking at me.
ââ¦Huh?â
The daughter is laughing as she watches her father, who is snickering with an ugly grin on his face, and the spoon she is holding is shining in time with her laughter.
To be precise, something like a jewel attached to the handle of the spoon. Every time that stone shines, the daughterâs body is enveloped in a bluish-white, faint light.
â¦Hey, is that one okay? I thought I saw it somewhere, but itâs a magic light.
There was no sign of harm, but what had that dwarf jewelry shopkeeper done?
âKyaahhhâªâ
The magic light that burst from the daughterâs body turned into sparkling particles and scattered like stardust.
ââ¦Ohh. Whatâs going on with that?â
âHmm? Oh, Iâve been waiting for you, Brother!â
Finally, Mr. Monopoly, who seemed to have recognized my presence, waved his hand in my direction.
âWhat is this spoon you gave me? I canât believe whatâs happened!â
âWhatâs the matter? Did your wife grow a beard?â
âShe ainât growing a beard! No, my wife was sick in bed after giving birth, but when my angel waved this thing, a magical light fell on her, and she recovered instantly!â
Oh no. Itâs not a simple magic trick. Thatâs real magic. I donât know if itâs healing magic or recovery magic, but itâs a very advanced kind.
It was supposed to be cold, but sweat dripped down my back.
ââ¦Oh, yes. Itâs amazing. Itâs as expected of my angel. She must have worked a miracle.â
âI-is that so? I guess itâs really your daughterâs power.â
How can that be? Iâm glad heâs an idiot. I hope it stops at a level where I can fake it, but if not, Iâll ask the Dwarf jewelry store owner how to deal with it. In the worst-case scenario, Iâll ask him to remove the stone.
âKyaakyaakyaaaâªâ
Wow, itâs really shiny. This is not good. I wonder if itâs enough to be feted by some cult in this world.
âIt seems that she likes it so muchâ¦â
âOh, she doesnât let go of it even for a moment, not even when she eats. Thank you!â
Oh no. What should I do? Maybe I canât retrieve the stone. I feel sorry for her.
âYou donât think sheâs going to get into trouble with that⦠miracle, do you?â
âIâm not worried about that. Iâll protect her even if the world is against her.â
Oh, yeah. I guess so. So, I guess itâs alright then. I mean, good luck with that.
âSo, do you need anything else today?â
I was going to put in a procurement request for a few things, but most of them were in stock, and the deal was done instantly. I closed the market with a mountain of extras and service items and a sense of baseless guilt as I received the highest possible salute.
ââ¦Whatâs that?â
âWhatâs going on?â
âMir, you remember the dwarf in the jewelry store?â
âOh, the miraculous Lukemon.â
âHuh?â
âAfter that, I finally remembered. He was a legendary master craftsman known for his tremendous skill, design, and skill in incorporating magic stones. He is one of the greatest Dwarven craftsmen of all time, along with my father, the Blacksmith King Kazinair.â
ââ¦Oh, really? Why would such a great man open a store in Sarz?â
âWell, I donât know. I heard that he retired a long time ago because he was annoyed by the name âMiracle.â It must be some kind of retirement hobby.â
Hey! That old man is currently performing miracles in the world where I used to live!