Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

- What still bothers me is that the captured thieves have harmed themselves.

From what I've heard, he apparently hid poison in his mouth beforehand, which was already out when Deet and the others tried to do an investigation.

He said the thieves he was collecting in the barn went from suffering, or his body was uniformly against bowing, and his expression went as if he were laughing after intense distress.

What a harsh death.

But what bothers me here is why they did it.

Let the justice of this world not be as well developed as the world of men, to some extent, but also the sentencing for sin.

For this reason, if you have not committed so many crimes, you will not first be sentenced to death.

In the first place.

If you get caught, you won't be sentenced on the spot.

First, they'll take you where you deserve.

In the meantime, we can also try to escape.

There is a chance that you will be freed if you atone for your sins.

I got caught hitting him badly. So saddened by the future, poisoned and self-harmed...... is hard to think of.

Naturally, Deet and the others were confused as if they didn't know why.

Although I was impressed that it was a bitter mouthful when I lost a clue to catch the thief and if so, the investigation returned to shaking him out.

All because of that, Deet and I were to be heard again.

Of course it's not about doubting this one, it's about investigating the situation.

Naturally, the Deeds' investigation extends to Gills, and it looks like they were individually investigated, but they were soon released.

That's all a strange man. It also seemed like a muscle to be detained for a period of time as unidentified, at least until I reached the territorial capital, but I was lightly freed in addition to my thoughts.

Hi. From what I hear, it's because Gills' liberation had a mouthfeel for the village chief.

I just got up and asked the village chief why.

"… there was a person in the village who had a disease that required medicines that were not available around here. So Lord Gills used to give me medication to help with the disease."

and.

When I was invited to dinner the day before, I do remember hearing about that.

"So, you said you had a mouthful?

"Yes, it's a lot cheaper... I know it was a deficit, even minus the fact that it's probably moving individually. So I was hoping I could help a little."

I see. Was there such a situation?

"But why did Gills get there, too? That man, he doesn't have any connection to this village, does he?

"Yesterday was the first time Lord Gills visited."

I guess.

It's that strong northern charm. Definitely not from around here first.

"I wondered, too, and I asked him how he could get there, and apparently Lord Gills is going around villages and settlements in regions like our villages."

"Why?"

This kind of activity around a village lacking in logistics… that is why it is costly to find specialties and rarities. It won't lead to profit, and it'll go bankrupt soon.

For what reason is it moving? No wonder.

Has the village chief perceived the sincerity of this question?

Shows a gentle grin.

"Dear Arcs. The movement of things is not just about interest."

"What's that?

"Some people in the world move with love."

"People's minds and behavior can't be measured by the scales."

"Do you think it's strange?

"No. It's just that I'm always wondering what it's like to spend my life acting selfless, not being tied to feelings within me or being emotionally touched."

"Right. People move at a profit."

I want to be thanked by people.

I want to see people's happy faces.

If you can afford life and your heart is enriched, people tend to want those things.

"But for someone like us, the presence of the one is very gratifying."

Even when I experience a man's life, I remember him. In a feature of the evening's information program, it's about travelling around the local settlements in mobile cars and helping shopping refugees, such as the elderly, who lack mobility.

In short, I guess Gills is something similar to that.

There's a difference in what we're doing, but it's the same in that we're moving around thinking about people in the area.

I want to help someone.

I want to return the favor I received.

In light of this, there are a number of reasons.

This also convinces me that I dared to visit this village, where the crisis is likely to descend.

I scratch my head, thinking about what I said.

"You can't. Anything, I try to see people's backgrounds."

"You won't have a choice. Arcs, you're going to have to do it."

Even so.

"Something, Kisha... sounds like [Dunweed] coming up in the old story"

The name belongs to the person appearing in the Chronicle.

Traveler Dunweed who goes around the villages and offers the villages what they need at a cheap price.

He said that he had always moved in the spirit of annihilation, helped many, and was thankful to many.

In this world, when civilians let their children learn morality, it's a story that is often put out to associate.

"The fold you accommodated yesterday, you told Lord Gills that story, too, so maybe you're aware of it"

Then, the village chief looks somewhere distressed and spills a bump.

"… I have repeatedly understood that mouthwatering is too much."

"That's............ I bet you do"

"But I didn't think it would be worse for me to be told all that enthusiasm about [Dunweed]. When I asked how much the medicine would cost, I was prepared for a considerable amount of money."

- Never mind. Yeah, yeah. If you eat a delicious meal instead, then yeah.

"I can't help but suspect that those who said that and helped the villagers are the bad ones..."

"Sure, can't you"

"Yes, for us, it's [Danweed]."

"Well, I have to be careful. If I do, I may be seen on the side of the money being ripped off."

"I don't think I would do that to Master Arcs..."

"I don't know. I've always had a strange attitude towards me."

I may have been polite to the people in the village, but thank you for being against me.

That [dunweed] has a fornicating side to it.

He does not give in to the powerful, he is always on the side of the people.

Moreover, they say that they will plunder the profits wrongfully earned by such people and distribute them to the poor.

I don't think they're gonna do that because this one's not doing anything wrong.

About Gills, even as I put a joke on him.

Perhaps it should be borne in mind that we are not yet able to receive the story of the village chief on par, but that he is again different from a merchant who moves with his own interests first.

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After talking to the village chief in the morning, he worked on fixing Deet's engraved weapon.

This is what he asked me to do last night.

Naturally, I've already been paid for it.

I was getting up early in the morning to start working on it because I was going to get rid of it before the village left.

The object of the repair is the huge sword he had and the list he had fitted in his arm.

The sword is shaped like a bamboo, one that is bigger than the back length of an arcs or a deet. The engraving was stamped with astonishment, almost a weapon and not a disgusting weapon.

What is the bonelessness of its shape? Back to back, the engraving is stunning. The inscribed [Magic Letters (Griff Arts)] are used to omit characters like the grass book body said in the man's world, but they also look beautiful because everything is connected.

From this, I could see that it would be a delicacy made by quite a few technicians.

Arcs has also seen a lot of things about engraving so far.

Show me the engraving pieces purchased by the big stores that are making them.

Sometimes I look at the catalog of products (catalogs) I bought at the bookstore.

But Deet's sword doesn't belong to any of the shapes I've ever seen.

Therefore, it can be seen that it is probably an ancient product.

Engraving that maintains stubbornness and cleavage.

Engraving related to turning and good slip.

Is that what removes blood and oil, or even water-repellent engraving?

engraved in exquisite configurations so that they do not affect each other.

People who can make this right now won't be looking anywhere.

There are many parts of the book that even Arcs, who read it, would not be able to discern or decipher.

At the end of the restoration work, Deet wakes up.

It's a long late morning by this world standard, but I guess that's because I was present late, from night shift to investigation, etc.

I rubbed my eyes after a big yawn and relaxed.

Looks like I haven't gotten out of my drowsiness yet.

A glass of water while accompanied by his assistant, Galanga.

Eventually, he seemed to wake up.

"No, thanks. This guy suddenly gets sick. Yikes. There you go. There you go."

"Boy. Good for you. So come on"

"Oops. Now we can kill the enemy exactly"

What a noise the words jumping out of my mouth are behind my cute smile face. Even Takemen's son should be a little more dear...... is it due to the family style?

Deet peeks in when he thinks it's pretty radical for a long time.

"So, what's it like? It's so beautiful."

"I'm done with the work. I'm just checking to see if I've missed anything."

"Like really!? You're working fast."

And I said, "I don't mind holding it anymore," to Deet, who raised his voice of joy.

"Oh? Oh?

Deet lifts the giant sword lightly with his hands that fit the list, and speaks out like that.

I get dazzled by the daydreaming sight... but with that mixed voice of surprise, I realize that the work went well.

For once,

"What do you say?

And when I speak up.

"Haha! Wow, wow! That's amazing. This!

"Hey."

Deet wields a giant sword all over the room.

I'm not talking about a dangerous place.

A piece of paper with the tip touching or not touching the furniture conditioning. If you make a slight mistake, you will not be spared the entire loss.

Despite this, Galanga doesn't even show a bare gesture to stop it.

Instead, ask Deet as he smiles lavishly.

"Boy, what do you say?

"Yeah, I'm definitely feeling better than before! Wow! How did you do this?

Can you tell just by lifting it?

The way you stretch out your arms and shake up your giant sword is an executioner waiting for the timing of the shake down.

I feel like a sinner waiting to be sentenced.

Put your hands forward to control the movement,

"Before that, it"

"Hmm? Ah, oh, bad, bad"

Deet puts out his tongue like a "hehe," putting up his sword. It seems to be to the extent that I was blamed for the prank rather than the way it looked bad. For this boy, is this noisy act also about that level?

I remember war on my lid, and something cold runs on my spine.

"Whatever it is, I just fixed it normally."

Galanga brings her face closer to the sword and narrows her eyes.

"... the pattern is floating beautifully. I don't think it was like this when I started following you."

"I think maybe this was something much prettier originally. I guess I used it all over and wore it and nobody could repair it well and it stayed put."

"I mean, revived... and?

"Not entirely, though."

"He..."

While Galanga is roaring, so to speak, the owner of that sword.

"I'm not sure what it is, but I think I'll show it to Arcs next time"

"If there's no one else who can get this far, maybe we should do that. With more knowledge, I think we can get back to where we were."

"By the way, was this when it was made?

"Oh, that might take a while."

"Really!? Then I'll ask Arcs to fix it next time! Greetings!"

Like he can't be there or not after Deet decides to be an exclusive engineer.

"Me, I'm going to try it out a little bit."

"Boy, don't be too impotent, will you?

"I know!

Deet said so, jumping out with a giant sword on his shoulder.

No matter how much engraving there is on the list, how can you carry that weight thing by yourself, you get a half-hearted exhale.

In a hurry, I notice that Fujiganga is turning my gaze on me.

What is the matter? That's what I thought, when I snapped my neck.

"... no, rumors don't seem to count for much"

"Ah."

"Let me thank you too. Thank you very much."

Galanga to say thank you for repairing the weapon.

The day before, there was a mixture of frigid things in his gaze, but now his eyes have no such light as shards.

'Cause I'm getting paid.

He said, "No, this is a feeling."

After such an exchange, Galanga looks worried and faces out the window.

"I mean, boy, are you sure you're okay? I'm overstretched because my sword is feeling better..."

On the other hand Deet, did you see that?

"If you're worried, come along, Galanga!

"Ha... hey. Here you go, Shima. Come on."

Following Deet, Galanga also went outside again.

Looking through the window, he's waving a giant sword.

Energetic, thanks to the completion of the restoration.

It sounds like a total lie that I was about to sleep earlier.

"I'm fine."

When you grumble at that sentiment, one of your squire appears out of nowhere.

"You're just like a child. It's very different from someone else."

"Is that a hit on me or something?

"No, it's a compliment. Thanks to you, I don't have to struggle."

What do you say?

Let Noah slap him dry with a firm attitude and shrug his shoulders.

"Even so, you're a group that feels different"

"Yeah. Sure."

... The Deets said they were a unit designed to investigate, crusade bandits about themselves.

Though there are suspicious aspects to not revealing their origins, you can hardly doubt that they are the people involved in this Rustinel territory.

The same goes for lowering the seal indicating leadership affiliation, but as of the village chief and facial acquaintance, that's already known.

Just to name a few things that bother you,

Impossible equipment for the troops.

Troop formation in place to the point of excess.

Villagers', over-going, awe-inspiring attitude.

I talked to some other people besides them, but everyone was strong about me like Deet and Galanga, with their liver resting on them.

For just a unit, thanks. The ac seems too strong.

With that in mind, another squire turned up.

"Yes."

"Good luck"

"Kazzi, who's ready?

"I'm almost done with this one. All you have to do is leave."

Says, cuzzi squeaking his chin and showing it outside.

He was asked, along with the guide's man, to prepare for his departure.

Then,

"... and I've seen a whole lot about them, but I figured it was a pretty mindful configuration, huh? Not only were you well equipped, but you had all the wizards, too?

"Is it about three?

"No, you're five. You're hiding the fact that the two of you are magicians, you made me dress like an avant-garde. Much closer."

"It is"

Noah narrows her eyes meaningfully when she hears Kazuki's words.

I asked the two of them who were discussing who Deet had brought in.

"Are you elite after all?

"No, I don't think so."

"No?"

"No, well, the elite are the elite, I don't know what..."

Is it difficult for Kazui to linguise?

What a nonsense to get the guidelines.

Noah opens his mouth as he growls as he bumps.

"On a personal note, they're not just a bunch of soldiers, they're impressions like a bunch of generals. Deet… No, I think that everyone Deet was taking with him is someone with status and strength."

"What?"

"... oh. Probably a bunch of bandits, even if you hit them from the front, the power to laugh and kick them with your nose. That one."

Both of us, highly regarded.

From what I call a gathering of generals, I think of the (chief) who manages and controls the troops... but around what I'm saying again here, I guess it's not of that size.

I feel like someone with a better name, no, corresponding status.

"Does Noah have any idea?

"By the time I named my assistant Galanga better, I already did"

"Is that guy famous?

"That one is probably one of the Lords under the Rustinel family umbrella. Galanga Uiha, Rastinelle territorial Azil lord. He is a fierce man who has cited many martial arts in his battle against the Empire. Other than that, as far as I can tell, Gardaria lord Clayton Baran. Lobel lord scar rosta......"

All that pops out of Noah's mouth without precipitation is the names of the lords who keep their possessions from the Rustinel family.

"What? Huh? Wait a minute! Is Deet moving around a bunch of lords around here!?

"Yes, sir."

"No, no, no! 'Cause isn't that weird? That!?' Cause what's going on with the chain of command or something?!?

In short, the leading rulers of the region are coming together and doing what those below are supposed to do, such as hunting bandits.

It can never be. No, it's an action that shouldn't fit.

"The forms of governance, direction, and composition of local monarchs vary from region to region. It's not that there isn't."

"It's not that there isn't..."

"I mean, isn't that all that deeply rooted in our close association with the community? On the contrary, it can be said that noble ways like kingdom nobility have not been fostered..."

I hear the two of you, and I think it's a fluke.

... The Rustinel family is a regional monarch under the umbrella of the Kingdom of Rhinor.

That means it's small but recognized as royal.

Naturally, it distributes territory to ministers and appoints lords individually to govern them.

If Noah and Kazzi are as explained, then perhaps the Lords here are treated like warlords, as they say in the world of men.

Like a certain warring great name, he may thoroughly allow ministers, lords to live under the castle, taking a close approach to forms such as placing deputies in the territory.

If it takes that form, it certainly shouldn't be impossible to bring luxury members around as powerful and hardened as he is.

But then, yes.

"Then I knew Deet was..."

"You probably are. I'm talking about the Rustinels having teenage children, so I was wondering for sure."

I thought it might be thin, but was it still the son of the lord here?

Unless you are a child of a man of high rank, you will not be able to sit at the head of the army, and you will be able to obey even a small lord. This will be for sure.

Second, Kazzi turns out.

"So that was the neck hunting Rustinel's knife?

"Probably."

Ask Noah and Kazzi about the noisy words that have just popped up.

"... what is that?

"It's about the famous weapon that has been handed down from generation to generation in the Rustinel family. That's the sword you fixed earlier, Arcs."

"Whew..."

"It's a said weapon that dropped the heads of many Imperial soldiers on the battlefield. I know who I am. Kihihi."

"You also hear that the decapitation knife that was originally used to punish sinners was renovated."

"Ugh, scared..."

Knowing that what I was repairing was a hell of a weapon, my back pops.

Anyway, has that changed Galanga's attitude all that much?

If you did fix something that had so much origins, then yeah, it would be natural to do it and change it.

"But that's what Deet had."

"It must have been inherited from our Lord. Louise Rustinel, now known as the Neck Hunting Witch, is still greatly frightened by her neighbour, the British Empire."

From the story, you can see the roughness and the bonelessness.

It seems more like a warlord than a nobleman, but when it comes to this world, local monarchs and warlords nobility, there are more out there. Originally, the local monarch of this world is a stronger shade of lord with a luxurious personality due to the many clans who ruled the land by force.

Especially in this world, around the kingdom of Rhinol, there are circumstances where local monarchs and martial arts aristocrats cannot live excessively glorious lives, such as "Oh, you're beautiful, uh-huh".

On the other hand, it's okay to put him on the battlefield right away.

Or they're gonna bang it out.

It would be because there is a technology called magic and it is this world where the power of the individual is mighty.

While I was talking to you two like that, I can hear you from the outside.

"Hey Arksu. This one says it's time to get ready."

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Face out the window and give that back to Deet who called you.

And Noah, Kazzi and the three of us, we went outside the house.