118: BeastMan

I thought it would be a sweaty place because it was a smithy, but various weapons were displayed in a showcase that was clean enough to be called a large weapon shop.

"Wow, there are loads of good weapons!"

"Hello!"

A pretty female waitress greets us.

Is there no Mr. Hafel?

The waitress saw me looking around, and she said.

"Are you Geum Taeyang by any chance?"

"Do you know me?"

"Yes, the owner said to deliver this when Geum Taeyang comes."

Master?

Alas, I have a long way to adapt to this city.

This woman is not an employee, but a slave to Uncle Hafell.

"Is the weapon complete? Show me."

"Master! Can I come and see that?"

"Yes. Choose the one you like."

The waiter held out a small box on the table.

Opening the lid of the box revealed a dagger with a curved blade like a crescent moon.

Custom made dagger.

It is my weapon that Verdia commissioned from the Hafel family.

Can I take it first?

Eye contact with the employee.

"This dagger is a combat dagger. Its name is Seowol."

Seowol.

What kind of sword did he give such a grandiose name?

As expected, perhaps because it is a different world, the sensibility of naming a sword is a little withered.

But…

I understand the feeling of wanting to give a name to a nice knife.

I can't help but think of the moon when I see the white and pretty sword body.

While taking Seowol, I asked about something I was slightly concerned about.

"Did I ask you to make me a combat dagger?"

"That's right, the master… Said that this dagger was commissioned as a combat dagger…"

As if she wasn't confident, the slave's shoulders shrank.

"It's true that it was ordered for combat. Your master saw right through it."

"That's right…! Thank goodness."

That man is also a pro.

Verdia must have ordered it thinking it was a dagger for self-defense, but from the time she ordered it to be made with a blade length of 18 cm or more.

Hafel might have grasped the meaning of my request.

This weapon is for combat… Or for killing.

Then…

I picked up Seowol and flicked the blade with my finger.

Soft.

It is flexible and bends easily, but does not break.

The blade is very sharp on such a subject.

To create a weapon that does not fall behind modern technology… Great?

The slave looked anxiously at me playing with the blade, but…

Because it is elastic, it does not break.

If it was just hard, it would break when force was applied.

"Do you like it."

After hearing my words, the slave's expression brightened.

"Tell me I'm taking some gear from the store."

"All right."

Trauma treatment without words!

I can still

Putting Seowol in a scabbard and stuffing it into my belt, I approached the display case where Cecil was.

"Did you pick?"

"Looking for knuckles!"

"Knuckle…"

Cecile thought that she was generally good at fighting with her body.

What if you put your knuckles on there? I don't have the confidence to win even with a sword…

"Uuuuuh. I'm worried because everything is good."

"How about this?"

I went to the display case next to it and pointed to knuckles that were seemingly different in price.

"You are too expensive…"

"It's only 10 gold coins?"

"Brother, the sense of money is getting weird! If Knuckles costs 10 gold coins, it's definitely a scam!"

The slave who was listening from afar laughed awkwardly.

… Well, I would have thought it strange if the kitchen knife exceeded one million won.

"Our lives depend on it, so we should buy it with good equipment."

"Because it was made from the bones of a primordial dragon…"

"Whoa! Dragon!"

"Dragon? Is there such a thing…"

"Imported from Dragon Street."

Ah…

Come to think of it, I was in this city.

A street with the terrifying name "Dragon Street".

I wonder why it's not the highest difficulty there.

Are there even dragon slayers in Devil's Town?

"Would you like to try it on?"

Cecile seemed surprised as she put the white knuckles on her hands.

"It's light!"

"And it's sturdy."

"Would you like to do that?"

"Yeah! I like it. It feels like the anger is getting stronger!"

The price came later and decided to bet.

I didn't have any cash on hand, so…

Cecil also packed quite a variety of weapons. 12 throwing blades, chain sword, short spear, shield, twin swords…

As I watched, I started to get a little worried.

"You can use all of them right? You can't just pick them up, right?"

"Yeah, I know how to write everything!"

"Even so…"

Isn't that a bit excessive?

After worrying for a moment, Cecile completely emptied both of her hands as she stuffed the twin swords around her waist, put the chain sword and blade on her bosom, and the shield and dagger on her back.

"Fully armed Cecil! Babam!"

"How strong are you now?"

"About 600!"

It's up 100.

"The more spare weapons the better. You never know what will happen in a dungeon."

"I just need one of these."

I touched the dagger at my waist and showed it.

"Brother, are you good at handling daggers?"

"Rather than just a knife."

"Show me!"

"What are you showing me here… Something like this?"

Show dagger spin.

"Wow! Whoa! Teach me that too!"

"Your finger is cut off."

"Brother, an acrobat!"

"What's this? Master is a little more…"

"Mister Orc?"

"No…"

That is the story of when I met the second teacher in my life.

It was the 14th rainy day…

It seems like I change teachers every year, but I always study diligently.

To become a man worthy of his destiny.

"It's an old story."

Of course, I don't have any embarrassing memories of holding a dagger in my school days.

I have no intention of bragging about such a thing.

I can't even do things like "Division by 17". The line of death is not visible.

That's not how I got good at handling daggers… There was a time when I lived while hunting wild animals, so I got used to it naturally.

Rather, there was no chance to fight people with blades. Of course.

I've lived in a world where if you pick a knife and start a fight with someone, you're locked in a detention center.

My opponents have always been beasts. The hardest thing is, of course, the wild boar.

It doesn't die easily, but it's aggressive, so personally, it was harder than a bear.

"I want to hear about my older brother's old stories!"

"It's not fun even listening to it. It's because I've suffered a lot."

Who would understand if I told you that all these penances were to steal someone else's woman?

This is a destiny that only I can do.

I might be the first murderer in this world.

May take someone's life.

'I'm nervous.'

It was the first time I felt like this.

As Cecil left the store and entered the road to Devil's Street, her words decreased.

No one is here.

Really, nobody was there.

As if coming to this street corner itself is a sin, people just cut off their footsteps.

When we reached the thick wall through the dark woods, we found a guard guarding the checkpoint.

By the way, the feeling is a little different from the Chartreuse Guardsman.

"Brother. Those people are strong."

"I think so."

Why is the atmosphere different between them?

Because they are not residents of this place.

The guards' eyes were as sharp as if they were still at war. The equipment is sloppy and the helmet is not worn properly…

I think it's dangerous.

Will I be able to walk through it like this?

'Let's calm down.'

The opponent is just a royal guard.

What if I'm already scared?

I slowly approached the checkpoint with Cecile.

"Stop."

As soon as we move, the guardsmen point their spears this way.

"This is no place for a Beast Street baby to come. Go back."

I trembled as I raised my hand.

"It's not even 'Who are you?' Go back?"

"I don't know who it is, but if you don't want to die, go back."

Cecil clenched her fist.

No it's okay…

If I get excited here too, Cecile might run out and ruin it.

I walked forward as if to appease Cecile.

"I brought you the chartreuse family license. Allow me to pass through Devil's Street."

"What?"

"I'm not kidding…"

"Does anyone really have a permit like that?"

"…"

Wasn't this the right way?

Seeing that the guards were openly bothered, it seems that recently there has been no one like me who has received a permit from the 4th family.

Upon closer inspection, the guards were not human.

Half man, half beast, like Rufus.

Its head was that of a beast. One dog, one bear…

Said the man who looked like a bear.

"Looks like the real thing… This seal, luxurious cursive…"

"Sniff. Is this the smell of that famous lady?"

"…"

These…

Can the permit smell of Verdia?

Even with these things, they seem to be fully aware of the majesty of the four generations.

"Wait. I'll show it to our captain."

"…"

Tsk…

Even if you know that I am protected by the 4 generations, the way I talk doesn't change…

Apparently, these guys aren't really residents of Beast Street.

Even if you hold a permit, you will only see it as a little strange.

'Certainly, this front is a bit dangerous…'

On the street of beasts, social status protects me.

But if you cross this wall… All of that is zero.

I just become a stranger walking around stupidly.

'It's okay.'

So you brought Cecile?

Cecil entered the axis so strong that there was no opponent in the street of beasts.

It swept away the guards of Grace Mansion like fallen leaves.

Could a guard like that guard the door pull off such a feat?

'Cecile is obviously stronger.'

Rather than these two.

Soon, a large beastman, who seemed to be their leader, blocked our way.

Big…

I'm over 2m tall.

Half man, half beast like Rufus… No, this guy barely stood on two legs, but more than 90% of it was a beast.

Blue fur and golden eyes!

The scars that cross the face obliquely are very impressive.

Tattoos for fashion… Is of course not How did his face almost split in half?

"Captain. These are the guys."

"I brought the Chartreuse family license."

"Where shall I look?"

What, didn't you read it?

The male prisoner called the captain scratched his chest hair and read his permit.

"This won't work."

"If it's counterfeit, I'll take responsibility. Even the landlord of this town has a guarantee…"

"It's not like that, brother."

The head of the prison guard cut off my words, entered, and tore up the license written by Verdia with his hand.

What… !

Is this kid insane?

Like a checkpoint captain… !

"Do you know what you just did?"

"I know. I tore up the permit officially issued by the Chartreuse family."

"Wherefore…"

"Why? There's nothing grandiose like that. I just ripped it because I wanted to tear it."

I want to tear… Tore?

"You weaklings made a mistake by hanging around in a place like this. Get out of here."

"Hee hee. Since the captain said so, you can't pass by here."

"Quietly go away!"

"What are you…"

Fucking, I was so absurd that I couldn't even say a word.

Just? You just ripped it?

"Are you sure?"

"If you want to overturn my decision, whether it's the 4th generation or whatever, bring a dragon."

"His words are absolute here!"

"Kneel before Beast King Biscal!"

If the opponent acts recklessly like this, this side has no choice but to break through with force.

As I took out Seowol and prepared to pick it up, I looked around.

"Even if I say absolute here, it's just a checkpoint in a small forest… It's just taking up a space that's only one room.

What is a king? Embarrassing!"

Haha."

Biscal laughed out loud.

"I don't even know what it means to keep this place. It's hard for a new chick to understand."

You ignore people until the end…

"If you can't get out on all fours, let me help you a little."

Biscal reached out to me.

Right then!

"Don't touch the master!"

Cecil, who had been in battle mode ever since, jumped out.

If you were going to launch a surprise attack, it would be a mistake to draw attention with a loud voice.

However, I had never seen Cecil move so fast!

I wondered if something white was passing by… !

Biscal's body is greatly pushed back!

"Do you want to get help from the fourth year…?"

"Uh…?"

Cecile's ankle was caught in Biscal's hand.

As if pushed… I saw it.

Biscal picked up Cecil like a fish and burst into laughter.

Fear preceded anger.

Level… It's different… !

Hehe."

"Uh hee hee."

"She's a pretty woman, so why don't we eat her, sir."

"Assholes. You guys have no choice but to sleep."

"It's too much. It's the captain."

"If there's a female you like, take it for yourself. Don't lean on falling beans."

Biscal looked over Cecile's body before saying,

"It's pretty appetizing. But I can't hug it… A weak girl like you is useless if she's pregnant."

"Ouch!"

I took out Seowol.

Even if you run away, you must save Cecil and then run away!

"Let Cecil go."

"What with such a small knife…"

Biscal opened her eyes.

"What is your guy?"

"What?"

"Why are you being protected by a bitch who is weaker than you?"

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