Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

# 49 Black Wizard's Quest

"What about these?"

I took all the jewelry I had on my desk and hung it up. The host asked with his eyeglasses on.

"It's from the cochlear palace."

"The Leaden Bow... I've heard of a dungeon recently discovered. Orkota Catacombs, don't you think?"

"That's right."

I've always felt like a real expert on where to feel with a pinset. Then, there were some unusual objects that looked like antiques because of their prestige.

I don't know, but there's hope. I have no hope of selling off this junk.

"According to the pattern, this is the object of the ancient warrior kingdom."

"Ancient warrior kingdom?"

"An ancient country ruled by warriors. Those powerful warriors call slaves over 90% of the world's population."

"No, I can't."

That's Sparta.

"Looks like it's a warrior's tomb."

Skeletons who carried the old barracks were ancient warriors. In their lifetime, when they had so many victories with so much hot blood, they were still fighting even though they had become backbone.

Honestly, I'm not interested in such settings at all.

"And... I don't think they're high-ranking warriors, given the state of the accessories. Do you see anything that looks precious?"

"If it was there, I would have shown it first."

"Too bad."

"So how much are these going to be?"

I rubbed my hands carefully and asked.

"Well... these don't seem to be of any particular value. But it stimulates my cravings and my research."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll buy them all."

Mate! I clapped loudly.

I didn't think I was going to bring it back, but my anxious mind was cleansed.

"But I can't give you a big value."

"I don't care. You guys, get it out of here."

I put all the accessories that my group was ripening on the left side. That was a whole pile.

"... a lot."

That way, we could have about 20 coopers per person. From the beginning of the dungeon until now, I have acquired an obscene amount called 69 Cooper. It was a substantial amount. There are still tin cups and staff there.

"Oh, and I found these things."

"Tin Cup? Was that also found in the dungeon?"

This was the main thing. First, I show you the junk and then I bring out what is truly valuable. He buys ancient jewellery for research purposes, so he can't be interested in it.

"... this is real stuff."

Whether you wear white gloves or take a tin cup, he said.

"Five silver for each. I didn't buy it for two or ten silver. I can't give you any more."

"Awesome."

"Five Silver!"

"Awesome!"

"Ho... that's a pretty big value."

Power burst into resilience for its ridiculous value. 5 Silver per Cup! Unbelievable amount! This was almost a lottery level, since you can get 50 coupons of 2-Silver per person!

I was only glad to see tears coming out. It is the moment of receiving the justified value for the hardship. I went to the dungeon once and got 119 Coopers in cash!

"Sold unconditionally. I hope you're doing a good job."

"Next time you ask for something like this, come to me."

"Absolutely!"

On that road, we received 8 silver coins and 20 10-Cooper fairy tales and divided them exactly. The wallet became heavy in an instant. However, my mind became lighter than that.

"All right! I literally hit a dog!"

"Hahaha... Dungeons make good money. Won't you go again next time, Barbarian?"

"Ah, of course."

Copson burst into laughter with a higher tension. It wouldn't be so bad to go back to the dungeon later. If you hear that Necromancer is dead.

Work is over and settlement is over, so it's time for each of you to go home.

"I'll go back now, too. I think we'll meet again someday with Saint Cat."

"Saint?"

"You've helped me on my religious mission twice, so I'm a saint. I don't think it's a coincidence. There must be a connection. And you can speak comfortably."

Working together twice, one day we will develop into such a relationship... a joke and a testament to love. I replied with a smile.

"Oh, yeah. So is Elise going to Krassheim now?"

"Yes, it will be a long journey, so we have to get back quickly for an hour."

"I want to go back carefully. W-what? You better get a backpack or something before you go. If you hang those skeletons like that, you'll attract useless gaze."

"Thank you for your advice."

It will take some time to get to Krashheim. I hoped nothing would happen on the way. Of course, no matter what happens, I don't worry about Elise. Rather, I might try to break my head by looking for a bandit on the way.

"Good luck to you, Mariah, and Copson."

"Goodbye."

"Farewell."

"Keep your voice down."

Elise greets the group and disappears.

"I'll go back, too. I'll probably be in Istanbul for a while, so I'll see you soon."

Copson also went back and said goodbye to Meria.

"Oh, I'm so tired. I'm gonna go. Thank you in many ways."

"I was most grateful for your shield. Goodbye. I'll see you later."

"Yes."

I walked my way, too, to break up with my group like that. Once I eat and wash, I intend to go to the inn and spread well. It won't matter if you sell the staff tomorrow.

I came out as a flourish and found a place to eat. I went to a nearby bakery for a quick meal because I was very tired. The smell of baking flour was very fragrant.

"No, you sell fucking hamburgers?"

When I entered the bakery, I saw bread with meat and vegetables between the loaves, and I bought it and rolled it. The price was a little bigger than two coopers. It was just a good size to eat.

I went to the bath eating a hamburger. I don't really like to walk around and eat, but I did a little bit of eating because I was a hamburger.

Arriving in the bath, the staff was a little disturbed. I did not go into the locker I summoned an employee to entrust him with the staff.

"Oh, are you the Wizard?"

"Similar. Can I leave you alone for a moment?"

"Absolutely."

I was no longer a magician, but I just answered appropriately. I went into the bath and washed myself. Then I put myself in the bath.

"Ugh, you're so damn good."

After washing away a bunch of corners of his body, he entered the inn with a refreshed mind and threw himself into the bed.

* * *

The next day I went to the prosecutor's guild.

Because I have something to ask Karin. If you ask me something because I don't have much of a connection, Karin was perfect. We are not a bloody guild member that leads to a strong string called the Five Silver.

"Guild Leader, how are you?"

"Oh, hello."

After opening the door of the Inspection Guild and entering, Karin, who sat in the shade and wiped the knife, wakes up and shakes her hand. As she approached me, she looked at the staff I was holding.

"What, the staff? Are you a wizard or something?"

"No way. I went to the dungeon this time. I picked it up from there."

I put out a staff and showed it to her.

"I wanted to be invisible for a few days, but I went to the dungeon. Where, did you learn something useful?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't chop people up... but it was a great help to train your fitness and precisely chop them up. Vee had a different sense of combat duration."

"That's a good thing. But I wanted you to personally slice off two or three of them and tell me your appreciation... but what about the staff?"

I never imagined Karin would regret it just because he didn't kill anyone. I'd love to try it out in real life, but if you think about it, like she said, I'm an original psychopath killer, no, I'm not.

Anyway, when you kill a man, you report to Karin... no, I keep fucking thinking. I don't like killing him.

"Yes. This staff was a priceless prick because it was taken to a fucking alchemist's guild. So I came to see the guild leader."

Taking it to the Horse Tower was extraordinary. They didn't think they were like alchemy-loving bastards. Rather, it would have been more expensive if the value had been pushed. In that case, you might want to get an introduction from Karin, the city's skilled person.

"Alchemist Guild? So what, you want me to split their heads off because I'm a dick?"

"No, not like that. I was wondering if you knew where to dispose of something like this. There was no one I could trust as an outsider, so something went wrong, so I immediately remembered the guild leader's face."

"Hmm, so? Thank you for your reliance, but the wizard's staff is at your disposal..."

Karin thought of something.

"Black Crystal, is it a black magic item when you see it getting a little unpleasant?"

"Oh, do you feel it? This evil magic power?"

Karin, who swept through the outer surface of the crystal with his finger, said: She seemed to be able to feel something on this staff. If so, it means that the residual magic power remains, which is just as valuable.

"When I'm done, I feel it all."

"It's something Skeleton Mazzie was carrying. I heard the necromancer caused it, but honestly, I thought I'd dig it up there and I'd go after it, so I brought this."

"Well done. Wise. If you search, you won't even die. Survival is a swordsmanship for now."

"In my view, the definition of swordsmanship is very broad."

It was the idea of our guild swordsmanship to kill our enemies, make money, survive unharmed, and live healthily, no matter how much we spent.

Karin opens her mouth as if she remembers something.

"Ah, that's right. There was that bitch."

"Something on your mind?"

"My friend, or my acquaintance, ran a store like that... I can't remember much for years. Well, it was."

No, Guild Leader. What if I already have dementia at that age?

"He met a mercenary once upon a time, a black wizard. Maybe she'll pay me back? I'll show you the way, so go there. Give me my regards."

"The Black Wizard? But you don't see much of him when he hits a friend."

"You look like a fucking bitch."

Karin told me the way.