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However, surprisingly nothing happened until the moment they returned to the city.
Something’s stuck and I don’t know what it is. While I struggled with embarrassment for no reason, the other party was extremely calm. That’s why I’m the only one who thinks it’s weird.
Welcome the hero’s return and lightly ignored the gatekeeper’s request to visit the lord’s house once if the time permits, and Cream headed straight for the tower.
[This is why I like something made by a wizard.]
Even though it has been neglected for quite a long time, the Wizard’s Tower is still fairly clean. Cream, which spread a light chill and lightly blew off the accumulated dust, went straight down to the basement.
Various collectibles left by the generous wizard. And there were also valuable loot we picked up on our way back from the Sunset Mountains. Cream porridge it.
[Um, what are you going to do?]
“Eyes, fix it, Yaji.”
[Ah.]
I forgot about his behavior because it was so natural. Well, but Cream is also a person. Even though he looked fine, one eye was blown out, but there really was no problem.
In addition, the wounds inflicted by such beings can develop into bigger problems if left unattended for a long time. Really, how did that happen? Well, have you really been cursed?
But considering the situation at the time and the hero’s resistance, the only opponent Cream could do was Shire Pen. And, if she really did, she wouldn’t have parted so amicably in the end.
[I don’t know, as expected.]
The reason why Cream lost her eyes was unknown as everyone kept her mouth shut as if they had promised each other.
While I was lost in my doubts, Cream moved steadily. Select the necessary materials from among countless things, and prepare to activate the sacred spell.
[The hero did not receive training at the Great War, so I can help you… Eh?]
“I know, I have.”
Her cream was skillful and precise enough to embarrass her holy sword that came out to help her. She digs out the underground floor with a holy sword, draws a camp, and properly arranges the necessary materials at each vertex.
As you can see from the fact that she used to perform her usual sealing ceremony on the spot, fixing her cream eye was not an easy task.
And, after arranging all of her necessary ingredients, Cream made a sad expression. I, who had some insight into witchcraft, also noticed the problem. The center of the empty gin.
“There are no ingredients…”
[What is lacking?]
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“Intact, eyeballs. That too, quite, powerful, of existence.”
It’s tricky. Of course, he had a few eyeballs of the monster, but most of them were crushed by the strength of the cream and chocolate. It wouldn’t be suitable for use as the axis of a magic formula.
[Hmm…]
I wonder if there is any other way. When I looked at Choco with innocent eyes without any dark feelings, Choco got angry for some reason.
“What! Is it not enough to remove your toe?”
[What are you talking about all of a sudden?]
I don’t know why I’m suddenly angry, but I didn’t even have a terrible thought about using chocolate eyes as an ingredient. No, but now that I think about it, I think it’s okay.
The regenerative power of a pure-blooded beast is close to immortality. Like I said before, the Beast King would have been fine even after being hit directly in the heart with the Elder Wyvern’s poison.
If Cream was not a human but a pure-blooded beastman, he would have been able to heal even the injuries inflicted on his essence by simply eating and sleeping well and pouring out the divine power of the source without such a complicated process.
[Eye color! Let’s see the color of the eyes!]
“Ah, go away… Go away!”
Choco, who seemed to be about to say something harsh, looked at Cream and swallowed her words. Originally, she was a pure friend, although she was violent, and it breaks her heart to see her gone.
Look, Cream is also shaking her head as if shocked by the change in chocolate. She spoke casually as usual, but in a slightly more determined voice than usual.
“Family, not, write.”
Ah, it was because of me. While I was sullen, the holy sword presented a new opinion.
[First of all, there is no way here, so why don’t you go out and look around?]
Yeah, there’s no way the eyeballs will pop out of nowhere just by waiting here. If you go to a place like an adventurer’s guild and look for it, you’ll find something.
Where do monsters with powerful demonic eyes not appear?
*
But it actually happened.
“Hero! Nice to meet you like this.”
Craving Cale as usual- No, we stormed into the adventurer’s guild’s branch manager’s office to receive a new request, and there we had to face two familiar but unwelcome faces.
“Are you using the tower well?”
Lelan ‘Pon’ Haire became the new owner of the estate in place of Viscount Haire, who died in the alien world.
“I knew we would meet again.”
A member of the imperial family with the gift of foresight, and a bastard who has been attached to this country estate for some reason. Whiren Goldberg.
The commonality of these two writers was that they were so-called nobles and high-ranking people. Besides, even though he looks like a hukou, he has the secret powers of the adventurer’s guild branch leader, Cale.
[Uh·······. I don’t know what’s going on, but talk hard.]
To talk about high-ranking people gathering at the adventurer’s guild. I felt like it would be annoying just looking at it. Cream, who had thrown the door open, awkwardly closed the door again.
“Hero!”
Well, yes. At first glance, it seems like a story related to military force, but there’s no way I’ll just let it go.
I bounced once reflexively, but it wasn’t really uninteresting. Judging from the conversation with the adventurer’s branch manager, it’s probably something related to monsters or dungeons.
As long as the owner of the estate and the royal family gathered, it was clear that it would not be a small matter. Maybe it will be an opportunity to get the eyeballs of powerful monsters that Cream needs.
[Tsk, only this time.]
Still, if you don’t raise the ransom price in advance, kids will get into a bad habit. Our warrior only needs to call on me.
In the end, Cream pretended not to be persuaded by Lelan and Whiren, and he came back into the branch manager’s office. The Holy Sword, who was watching the scene, muttered in an absurd voice.
[······What they need is the warrior, so why are you condescending?]
[That’s because we are one heart! Yes?]
“Yes.”
Ahh, it was recognized. Anyway, I have no intention of hiding it anymore. The expressions of the two aristocrats became rotten as they intuited that the rumors that the warrior carried the demonic sword was a blatant lie because it was the source of disaster.
However, as expected of those who live off politics, they quickly took care of their expressions. Whiren, who cleared his throat lightly and focused his gaze, began to explain in a soft voice.
“Kuhm. Sorry. The reason we held the hero’s ankle was none other than the monster that has been running rampant in the area of Hairer and Teper lately. Because of that, the citizens are afraid…”
[Because your emotional arm doesn’t work? Start with the main point.]
“······Argos has been rampaging lately. The Viscount next to him said he had already sent a punitive force several times, but he said he couldn’t catch it in the end. We need the strength of the hero!”
A monster subjugation request. Well, since he had already done similar requests several times while working as an adventurer, there was nothing special about him.
However, unlike the previous quests where you simply chose any adventurer, this quest is none other than a quest to nominate a hero. Of course, the method of calculating the value also had to be different.
[So, how much will you take care of?]
Anyway, we are the absolute best. At that snobbish remark, Whiren smiled bitterly, and soon passed the bomb to Lelan, who was by her side.
“This is related to the safety of the territory, so I, as a guest, shouldn’t interfere too much.”
Since the talk of compensation comes up, look at how they naturally pass it on. However, since Lelan was the lowest in rank among us except for Cale, who was squashed in the corner, he had no choice but to accept it as eating mustard while crying.
“But, among the things we have, might there be something worthy of the hero’s eyes…”
It sounds like you’re being humbled, but the truth of the matter is that you should take it in moderation. Fortunately for her, she didn’t expect anything from us.
It would be nice if I could go into the remarks that made Choco her saint, but I can’t let it go that far with this level of work. After thinking quickly, I made a decision.
[Well, good. Just give me a lot of money And kale?]
“Yes, yes?”
Cale, unable to say a word and looking pitiful, raised her head. I spoke to him in a softer tone.
[Of course, since it happened at the adventurer’s guild, will this be counted as our performance?]
Keil’s eyes vibrated as if they were in manner mode. But soon, as befits a well-mannered gentleman, he accepted our words with a somber nod of his head.
“I see…”
[Okay, then let’s talk about work.]
Ogres, synonymous with powerful monsters, are often referred to as forest predators and forest disasters. And it is said to be the horse of the giant race.
Yes, there are only a few monsters that powerful. It is said that the true giants, with the strength of a mountain and the wisdom of the sea, have already perished long ago, but their blood has not completely been shed.
“As you know, Argos did not originally live in this area.”
And, beyond ogres, the monster recognized as an undisputed giant is the cyclops. It is a threatening monster with physical abilities suitable for its gigantic body and destructive rays emitted from its eyes.
Argos is a blind giant with eyes all over his body, which is extremely rare even among cyclops. What an ogre, it is a superior species of a superior species!
“Right. Besides, because of their laid-back nature, the giants don’t really move around once they settle down…”
Lelan touched his forehead as if he was in trouble.
“It’s not enough that he just wanders around. According to the testimony of the punitive squad, it’s hard to believe, but he can speak human language.”
Wait, what?
First of all, it’s called a giant, but of course it has nothing to do with modern humans. If it was simply radiating mental waves, it would be impossible, but it was absurd that the monster knew how to talk.
Because language implies the current society and culture. I don’t know if it’s communication, but conversation was impossible. It was natural. It’s because the environment we’ve lived in is different, and the mindset is different.
But we’ve already seen monsters that speak human words.