Stores

Amel participated in the competition.

Swordmanship competition.

Magic Duel competition.

Tactics competition.

And the all-out war was fought outside after all the competitions, with a makeshift castle as the stage.

Anyway, she was currently participating in the Magic Duel competition and showcased a new Magic.

‘(Magic Missile!)’

The Mana Bullet lodged itself in the opponent’s forehead.

The duel of Magicians was a Magic Duel.

But what mattered in a Magic Duel was how quickly one could cast Magic.

No matter how powerful and destructive the Magic, its usefulness diminished if the casting speed was slow.

Hence, selection and Focus.

Amel had asked Win to develop Magic for her.

Magic Missile.

It didn’t even take a second to cast.

The Heroes who had learned Magic couldn’t avoid the Magic Missile while casting their own Magic.

The host shouted into the magic microphone.

“[It’s Magic Missile! But what’s with that speed?! It’s definitely the Magic Missile I know, but I’ve never seen that power at that speed!]”

“[Hero Americano has been on a winning streak in the Magic Duel competition with just Magic Missile.]”

“[Casting speed is important in Magic Duels. Hero Americano’s Magic is wicked!]”

“[As expected of a competition where Heroes gather, they bring out unexpected techniques!]”

“[This is the perfect way to use Magic in a battle that blends the common sense of another world!]”

“[Beautiful appearance and amazing big breasts! Not only is she skilled in swordsmanship, but Hero Americano even brought Magic specialized for combat! What is her true identity?! I look forward to her future performances!]”

“….”

Amel left the stage.

She immediately left the competition venue.

She received a text from Yuha with a screenshot and location.

It was the Weaponry District, which was deserted compared to other streets.

There was no one there.

Only about half a dozen people were visible.

Those who had gathered to watch or participate in the competition weren’t very interested in the equipment in Gospel. Well, Gospel was the starting town, after all.

‘But she’s here?’

With an ominous feeling, Amel secretly peeked into the weapon shop.

There was no one inside the store.

She went inside,

And looked around the store.

Magic Swords were on display.

Blue Flame Magic Sword.

She used to cherish it.

It felt like it had been half a year since she last used it. She opened the information window and saw that its performance was better than the last time she had received it.

Amel went through the inner door of the store.

She put her head into the cloth that covered up to her chest and looked inside, listening carefully.

“…Yes, good…”

“…Ugh…”

A silent interior with no sound of hammering.

A small voice was heard, and she followed the sound.

“…I can’t, I can’t take it anymore…”

“…Just a little more, hang in there…”

What were they doing?

Inside the store was a smithy.

In the smithy were Dwarfneer and Gumiho.

Miho was focusing all her attention on the Blue Flame between her hands, and Gusta was cheering her on with sparkling eyes.

“…What are you two doing?”

Fwoosh.

The flame burst.

It disappeared.

“Kyaak?!”

“Ugh!”

What was that all about?

“Ah, it’s Americano. How can you suddenly talk to me when I’m concentrating! It was going so well!”

“You’ve come. You shouldn’t have any usable weapons left. What brings you here?”

“Even if I don’t have any weapons to use, this is where I invested. I can come and check on the situation. More than that, what were you two doing? Fireworks?”

“Fireworks, you say!”

Miho bristled her nine fox tails.

“I found out that I can train my flame, so I was practicing. I was training to maintain the right temperature and Magical Power.”

“I wish you could endure it longer to heat the metal, but it’s still difficult.”

“Hmm. Is that so?”

Then that meant there was room to create an even better Magic Sword.

She didn’t have much expectation, but she was impressed that they were working so hard.

“Then here.”

She took out money from her Inventory.

“What’s this?”

“What is it?”

“Investment. I’m giving it to you so you can keep trying to make a weapon I can use.”

A coffer filled with money.

She placed it on a nearby desk.

It was so big that it had to be lifted with both hands, and Miho’s eyes flashed when she opened the lid.

Her eyes sparkled gold.

“You’re just giving this to us?”

“Because I see growth.”

She held up the Magic Sword she had brought from the store.

“I can take this, right?”

“Yeah… but is that okay for you?”

“Of course not. If it’s the kind of guys I’m going to be fighting now, it’ll break if I just graze them, right?”

“Then why.”

“I told you. It’s an investment. It’s a hassle to go to Dwarfneer every time I need a weapon, right? So Gusta, please keep making better weapons.”

Leaving those words behind, she turned around.

But she remembered why she came here.

“Ah, I almost forgot, have you seen any suspicious people around here?”

“Suspicious people?”

“No?”

“A noble.”

Gusta and Miho both looked like they didn’t know.

She told them the Vampire’s appearance and name and went to the next store.

Armor shop.

Mudborn.

The store was empty again this time.

There were no armors either.

“Hello?”

Silence.

“Mudborn?”

Silence.

“Where did he go?”

She had seen him until recently. Amel had already come to Gospel once.

When she met him then, he was perfectly fine.

The store was also full of armors.

But now there were no armors.

‘It’s empty.’

Where did he go?

She went inside the store and looked around, but he was nowhere to be found.

The smithy’s furnace was also cold.

There were no armors either.

All that remained was a Steel Cuirass inside the smithy.

A Steel Cuirass with a somewhat emphasized chest.

A piece of paper was draped over the Cuirass.

[This Cuirass is my current skill.]

[I’m sorry for being so lacking.]

[Therefore, I’m going to Dwarfneer.]

[I’ll see you with better skills.]

“….”

What should she say about this?

First, she received the Steel Cuirass,

And equipped it in the Equipment Window.

It fit perfectly.

Even though it was a Cuirass made of steel, her chest felt very comfortable.

She could feel the touch of a master craftsman.

It was much better than the feeling of security when Hite hid her chest, which was amazing.

‘Well, I won’t be using it anymore.’

Her bare skin was tougher than the Steel Cuirass.

She touched the chest of the Cuirass.

“….”

Let’s just wear it like this.

Her chest was revealed even when she wore a baggy Nun Outfit, but the Steel Cuirass covered her chest.

‘(Just for that reason?)’

Ah, come to think of it, she was here.

She was sometimes there and sometimes not, so she just took it for granted.

‘Can you feel this feeling now? Can you recreate this with Storage Magic?’

‘(I can do it.)’

When Win pretended to flick her fingers, the Steel Cuirass disappeared, revealing the Nun Outfit she was wearing underneath.

But her chest was flat.

No, her chest was somewhat out.

Was this size Win’s taste?

But the sensation on her chest was that of the Steel Cuirass.

“I should have done this sooner.”

She left the store.

Next was the Magic Shop.

She opened the door of the Magic Shop.

“Welcome!”

Mew greeted her.

“Ah…! Ms. Amel?”

“Why the question mark?”

“Ahaha, I’m sorry.”

Even though she had come last time with her chest covered, it took her a beat to recognize her.

“I’ve prepared the Bust Enhancement Pill you mentioned last time! The Orcs prepared a lot of ingredients, so I made a lot!”

She showed her a glass bottle filled with Bust Enhancement Pill.

She ate one of the ones inside.

Then her chest felt lighter.

The slight burden that had been weighing down her shoulders disappeared.

The shoulders that had been unknowingly drooping felt lighter.

“Hoo…”

Yeah, this was it.

She rotated her shoulders.

“But did you only come to get the Bust Enhancement Pill today?”

“No.”

“Is there anything you want me to do?!”

She sent her expectant eyes.

“I’m looking for someone.”

She told her the Vampire’s characteristics.

The Vampire’s status was Countess.

The gender was female.

The hair color was red.

The eye color was also red.

Her face looked young overall.

Similar to Miereel, in her late teens.

“Have you seen her?”

“I haven’t seen her. But I’ll contact you right away if I find her!”

‘She hasn’t seen her. Hmm…’

Yuha said that she could be found if she came here.

She had asked her to look for her before other Vampires.

‘She said she was dangerous.’

She used the expression dangerous.

She didn’t know what was dangerous, but she felt like she would be stuck until she found her.

She had learned something while dealing with Vampires so far. Three days had passed since she started hunting Vampires, and she had caught five.

Including non-noble individuals, there were 27.

People infected during the competition were excluded from this.

When she compared them all, the noble-class Vampires could walk around perfectly fine in broad daylight as long as they blocked direct sunlight.

On cloudy days, they could walk around like normal people.

But well, she didn’t really care.

She knew her face from the screenshot.

Rather, it was easier to find her if she was walking around defenselessly. It meant she was coming out into the open instead of hiding indoors.

“Hmm…”

“But who is it that someone like Ms. Amel is personally looking for?”

“You don’t need to know. Don’t have unnecessary curiosity. Something more irreversible than dying might happen.”

Like becoming a Vampire.

She didn’t know about the Hero,

But if an ordinary NPC became a Vampire, could they return to normal?

Die and Resurrection. Then would they Resurrection as a Vampire? Or would they Resurrection to their form before becoming a Vampire?

She didn’t know.

There was one friendly Vampire Priest, but she didn’t want to test it on her.

Anyway,

“If you find out, contact me secretly. Don’t talk to her or anything.”

“Yes… I will… But is there any Magic you want me to grant you?”

“No.”

Win was there.

She could use everything Mew knew.

There was no reason to use the Magic Shop if Win was there.

She left the Magic Shop.

She looked around the other stores as well.

“….”

Mew was left alone.

Mew replayed the words Amel had mentioned.

She had never seen a woman with the characteristics Amel had mentioned.

But she seemed certain that she was somewhere in this street, so if she was invisible, it could be said that she was hiding.

Mew retraced her memories to see if there was a place to hide in this Weaponry District.

A place where she wouldn’t be caught by Amel’s senses.

Without even thinking about it, a candidate immediately came to mind.

Witch’s Workshop.

The Witch’s Workshop, which was hidden in the underground space, would be a perfect place to hide.

Mew’s workshop was a store,

But there were still more in this street.

Little Witch Myun.

“Come to think of it…”

‘She said an important guest was coming.’

There was an immortal being who had a long-standing friendship with the Witchcraft community.

Myun had boasted that she would be welcoming such an important guest.

Could it be…

No way…

Until just before the competition, Myun and the other Minor Witches frequently went in and out, carrying supplies.

“Hmm…”

Mew had a vague imagination floating in her head, leading to the worst-case scenario of Myun’s head flying off.

She didn’t care if Myun died or not,

‘But still, if they die, I might get caught up in a political fight.’

Unlike them, Mew had no political connections to the academic world.

If Myun or the others disappeared, she could be replaced or used as a discard without the protection of anyone.

‘It’s not like I’m worried about them.’

Mew ran out of the store and called out to Amel.