Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 248
My conversation with Ragnis was enjoyable, but there was a limit to the amount of time she could spare, and we could only spend time together until dinner..
Still, perhaps because it was the longest face-to-face conversation since returning from the empire, he looked more satisfied than when I first saw him..
[master! I like this person!]
Maybe it's because I was able to heal by stroking Leica non-stop, except when eating. The fur doesn't fall out, it doesn't smell, and it feels real, and it doesn't even go to the toilet anymore. I dare say that it is definitely the final evolved form of pets..
While feeling the greatness of the Radnellbandes style education from Ragnis, who did not even show any sign of discomfort even after sitting for a while with the fairly heavy Laika sitting on his thigh, she sighed and said with deep regret..
"You can't leave him behind.?"
"Wake. That demon sword... no, it's a demon dog.."
Ragnis, who seemed to have fallen in love with the charm of Laika, which in some ways is more vicious than the magic sword in that it can charm people, was holding him in his arms and burying his nose in him, pretending that he couldn't win and let go..
"There's something strange about this. I feel like I am not only healing mentally, but also physically.."
"Our horse dogs don't have that kind of function... right? Leica, you don’t have one, right??"
[I don't know!]
I thought about it for a moment while stroking Laika, who was panting as he naturally came to me, but it wasn't a problem that could be answered. It is a Laika that can already be said to have been transformed into something unidentified, not a sword, by making shit out of iron. Since the only food given to it is magical power, it may have become a body composed solely of magical energy like a devil. If he packed all the materials that were the magic sword, it would definitely be okay..
So what kind of being is this person? As far as I know, the only ones whose bodies can be made of magic are spirits or demons..
"It's a bit ambiguous since he says he doesn't know...."
"Well, wouldn’t it be possible to find out if we take him for just one more day??"
"Umm... let's put it on hold for now. At least you have to be sure that it won't have any negative effects.."
It wasn't easy to refuse the request of Ragnis, who was looking at me with very expectant eyes, but he was fundamentally a magic swordsman. Even if he doesn't want to, he leaves it alone without knowing what the variables might be, and if an incident occurs, he won't be able to forgive himself for his complacency..
Fortunately, Ragnis was convinced by my explanation and shook off his lingering feelings about Laika. I don't know if it was her mood, but her movements as she sent us off seemed much more relaxed than when I first saw her..
"...Write it."
However, even after leaving the mansion, I could not shake off the suspicious feeling, so I entered a dark alley and placed my hand on Laika's head and injected magical power into it..
[Oh my gosh?]
Remembering that last time I was too full and had to lie down, I adjusted it slightly, and Laika's eyes seemed to only focus on guns and there was no discomfort in his movements..
"hey. Think about it with your smarter mind. Do you really think Ragnis’ physical condition has improved just by holding you??"
When I crouched down in front of the guy and patted his head and asked him quietly, Laika, who was rolling his eyes as if he was thinking about something, answered with a small nod..
[I think there is a possibility. Do you remember the first time you met Leica? You forced the thief to live half of the time..]
"It's sick. That's not dangerous?"
[It would have been dangerous if it had been like that, right? It was a type of recovery ability, but since it was based on the blood of victims, it had the disadvantage of having side effects unique to blood magic..]
"Losing your mind and becoming violent?"
[that's right! It can take many forms, but it usually appears that way! But now, it is based on the owner's magic power, so even if it was activated implicitly, there are no side effects.!]
"...Are you sure??"
[Are you sure! However, in order for the owner to understand, everything about blood magic must be explained to properly explain the cause of the side effects.!]
There are humans who don't understand the principles of magic that even dogs understand, so they have to listen to dogs explain it to them. Even that is me. Even though Laika is not an ordinary dog, the situation is very difficult to understand..
"Can't you explain it simply??"
[Side effects arise from the user's addiction caused by blood energy that has not yet been fully purified during the process of magical action and resentment contained in the blood.!]
"...Yes, I don't know what it all means, but I do know that the blood, which was the cause, was eventually replaced with magic, so the side effects naturally disappeared.."
[that's right! The owner is smart!]
There is a person who gets praised for being smart by his dog. That's me again. Wouldn't this guy eventually become smarter than humans as he consumes more and more magical power? He still contains temporary cleverness.?
Even though I had such gloomy thoughts, I actually explained it well, so I patted the neck of the guy who was wagging his tail as if to praise me, and got up and left the room. Fortunately, I was never mistaken for a crazy person talking to a dog in an alley..
"Hey big guy. You are the guillotine?"
It's just that the guys who came at some point blocked both sides of the alley and surrounded it..
The one with the biggest butt and a long stab wound on his ugly face asked me a question with an unbecoming smile, so I stretched and answered..
"Oh, right. I am going to the guillotine Eldmia.."
"It's okay to act like a fool... huh? that's right?"
I was in a good mood earlier, so I tried to let things go on a good note. Since he had no intention of showing such mercy even when he was in a normal mood, he lightly cleared his throat and asked the right question this time..
"Who are you, why have you been bothering me since a while ago??"
"Ha, this is a funny bastard. I heard that they said no and made it so that my kids couldn't even eat porridge properly...."
"Say what you say right away. They only let me eat porridge. It's not like I tore off my chin, so why can't I eat porridge?."
Even though he just calmly corrected the incorrect information, his expression was crumpled. Not only this guy, but everyone around him started to react negatively..
"You crazy bastard, look at how confident he is. After a mere blue-level bastard meets a good party, there is nothing to see in her eyes.?"
"Those low-level bastards who can't even use an auror have lost their grades and are in trouble. Do you have no ears to hear rumors or do you have no brains?..."
Before I could finish my sentence, Tteokdae, who had been frowning, suddenly smiled fiercely and punched the wall of the building next to him..
-Cooung!
The fist, swung without a gauntlet, left a mark on the wall, like leaving a mark on a cardboard box. At the same time, giggling laughter began to erupt from those around them, and the rice cake that had raised its fist opened its mouth again with a triumphant smile..
"what? A waste class that even an Auror can't use? Say it again?"
I didn't need to say it again. Instead, I swung my fist and hit the wall..
-Kwagagak!
There is no heavy impact that reverberates around the surroundings like a sudden punch. However, a single hook, as light as a jab, left a deep groove in the wall, and I looked at the guy, expressing my condolences to the poor citizen whose house was damaged by his boastful display of strength..
"...uh?"
He and the others behind him were suffering from cognitive dissonance with their wide-open eyes stuck in the grooves in the wall, so I opened my mouth first and helped them come to their senses..
"Let me correct you. A trash-level bastard with a barely noticeable aura has passed the grade and fallen asleep. Do you have no ears to hear rumors or do you have no brains??"
"uh...? uh? how? uh?"
"It was brainless.."
It was truly a pity for the building owner, but my job became much easier with just that one use of force. Even as I approached him with great strides, he still couldn't come to his senses. Only after I got close to him did he start to sweat and roll his eyes..
"I ask you one last time. Why are you bothering me since a while ago??"
The guy still couldn't answer, and I slammed my fist into his philtrum, blaming myself for being stupid for choosing the wrong person to talk to..
"Yep!"
The sight of the fainted rice cake collapsing along with a blood-soaked scream causes the four or five adventurers blocking the alley to retreat hesitantly. Even if I try my best to watch that obvious reaction, I still can't figure out their intentions or identity..
I've heard of some adventurers with solid careers running a party and forming their own guild, like a service company, to receive professional work..
However, the expression is that it is a service company, and it is usually closer to a group of middle-aged retired adventurers who raise the survival rate of new adventurers and support stable profits while also preparing for their own retirement. Outside of the capital, real raw meat is an extremely rare form that can only be found in hunting cities located in the middle of the devil's land where adventurers base their activities..
Not only does it collaborate with the adventurer's guild, but it is also run very neatly, as if you get involved in dirty work, your smooth retirement life can be ruined..
"The world is so unreasonable. An idiot who can't even speak properly knows how to use an Auror. is not it?"
Having lived in the capital for about two years, I am somewhat familiar with such groups. I just didn't care because I never had any chance of touching the kite..
But no matter how much I remember, I couldn't find any place where there were rumors of such gangster-like behavior..
However, I decided not to be particularly regretful or obsessed with my lack of knowledge. Instead, he looked around at the guys who were still confused about whether to run away like this or run in together..
"How are you guys? Are they the type who can't use Aurors but are good at speaking, or are they the type who can use Aurors but are also good at speaking??"
They may be idiots who can't do both, but what's the point?.
If you knock on it, you will find the answer..
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