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Dragon Engraved HourglassThe next day, we showed up at the weapon shop.
"How's our order coming along?" "Done! I finished it a long while ago."
What came out was a rather rough and lawless looking... set of unrefined armor; there was a wild vibe to it. The Usapiru hides made up the fluffy wool portion around the neck, while the chest area was comprised of a metal plate. The joints weren't connected by metal, but by the Porcupine skins. Putting my hand in, I could feel the Pikyupikyu feathers fully stuffed between the duel skin layers.
Just what were they thinking by calling this the 'Barbarian's Armor'? I would look like one of those small time yankees back in the 90's if I wore this.
"No, I'm just thinking this looks like the armor of a wicked scoundrel." "What are you saying at this late hour, lad?"
"Raphtalia... you--"
"Urg... I would avoid it if possible... but there isn't any other choice since we went through so much trouble in making this armor."
... I couldn't even begin to describe my amazement on how perfectly fitted the size was. It truly was something that could only be made by Oyaji, a true owner of a store who deals with weapons and armory. He could tell my specific sizes just by looking. [2] I came out of the dressing room and presented myself to both Oyaji and Raphtalia.
"Hah? Are you saying that I have nasty looking eyes?" "Lad, you sure are quick on the uptake regarding important details."
I glared at Raphtalia in silence. Using the meanest look and most hurtful eyes as possible...
Ah, I forgot that Raphtalia was a Demi-human. It was probably because she had a different aesthetic sense compared to me. I confirmed through the status that this armor's defense was on par with the chain mail. Rather, it was a bit higher. Oyaji sent me a wink. So this was his bonus for us, that was quite considerate I must say.
I convinced myself using that reasoning.
"That reminds me, the town's atmosphere had been kind of tense lately." "The wave will probably be coming very soon, but where and when will it spawn?" "Huh? Nobody told you, lad?" "About what?"
"Well, only a glimpse. I've usually been operating around the outskirts of town." "The Dragon Engraved Hourglass is inside that building. When the final bit of sand from the hourglass drips down, the Heroes along with their merry band[4] will be teleported to where the wave of great calamity will occur." "Oh..?"
"I... guess."
I planned on dropping by that place for some reassurance.
"So long then!" "Until next time."
Throughout the town, the clock tower was the tallest structure around. It would rival the height of modern city buildings from up close. For some reason, the clock tower roof was dome-shaped much like a church. It seemed there was no entrance fee; the gates were wide open as other people were coming to and fro. Wearing an outfit similar to a nun, the female receptionist was eyeing me suspiciously. She probably recognized my face.
"Haha, as you can see, I'm here since the time limit is just around the corner." "Then, please come this way."
A gigantic hourglass with a whopping height of approximately 7 meters. It was decorated and gave off an indescribably divine aura.
Just by looking at it, my instincts kicked in and a strange sensation began to stir from within my body. The color of the sand... was red. I turned my gaze upon the smooth, dripping sand. I immediately understood what would happen once the last grain fell. Letting out a "piin*" sound, a single beam of light flashed from my shield and into the center of the dragon engraved hourglass, striking the jewel from within it. Then a digital clock appeared in my peripheral vision.
I see, so the exact time remaining was translated for my own understanding. Using this will allow me to act accordingly. However... the things that I could do within a 20-hour time frame were extremely limited. All things considered, the best option was to gather as many meadow herbs as possible for the rest of the day. I also needed to prepare some healing medicine.
Walking around with a huge harem of women, the Spear Hero Motoyasu casually came over to me. What a pain, I want to immediately send his ass flying. But considering the time and place, I restrained myself from doing so.
Who do you think I have to thank for putting me in this situation? You and that goddamn bitch behind your sorry ass. Motoyasu's gear was vastly different from a month ago, one can tell how high-leveled he was with a single glance at his equipment. It wasn't iron-based, but a shiny armor made from silver. He wore cloth underneath which emitted a beautiful pale green tint, most likely due to the extra effects blessed by those clothes. Not only that, but there was the layer of chain mail worn in between those two; it was as if Motoyasu was boasting his absolute defense. His legendary weapon wasn't in its original, sorry state either. And although it is vexing to admit, the spear's design was simply downright awesome to be honest. It was a pike... well, I guess that was still a spear.
I turned my back on Motoyasu and ignored him while heading back to the clock tower's entrance.
After that came the stereotypical mockery. They began to provoke me by sticking out their tongues and jeering. This bitch, I'll kill her someday.
At that same moment, Itsuki came waltzing through the entrance.
"Oh, Motoyasu-san and... Naofumi-san."
And then, both of their companions popped up one after another. The population within the clock tower quickly escalated. 4 + 12 + 1 We, the four summoned heroes, along with the twelve adventurers chosen by the king, and finally Raphtalia. That added up to a grand total of 17 people, a rather disappointing amount of troops for the impending threat.
"Just who is this beauty? She's simply adorable."
This guy, he's fine with anyone as long as they're female? To think that a hero would lust after a little girl... this country was finished. On top of that, he approached Raphtalia with filthy motives while affectionately introducing himself.
"Ah, yes... so you are one of those heroes."
"Umm..."
This girl also wanted to ditch me and join Motoyasu's fanclub, didn't she? Goddamn it, I already tried making a peaceful retreat here, so why did these bastards still have to fuck with my heart?
"I am here to fight along with Naofumi-sama, that's why." "Hah? For Naofumi?"
"You fiend, why are you dragging such a cute girl into these dangerous places?"
"And here I thought you would shoulder this battle alone... so you're just leeching off Raphtalia's kindness in the end." "Damn, delusional retard."
I headed toward Itsuki and Ren's direction in order to make my exit. Those two and their merry companies opened up a path for me.
"Don't be a burden to us."
Surprised by my suddenness, Raphtalia quickly rushed over to my side while looking around restlessly.
"Ah, hai! Naofumi-sama!"
Good grief, that was painfully unpleasant. Exiting the clock tower at long last, I quickly pass through the castle town and made a beeline towards the meadow, growing more and more frustrated with each passing second.
"Um, Naofumi-sama? What happened to you?" "Nothing really..." "Back then..." "What?"[9] "Never mind..."
... Then a wild Balloon appear![10] Raphtalia immediately unsheathed her sword.
"Eh... but--" "Just let me!"
The Balloon appeared before my eyes.
Distracting myself by pummeling the balloon, I was able to calm down a little. I checked the remaining time from the corner of my vision.
I needed to do what I could until then. After that, I went on a Balloon Hunt and collected medical meadow herbs along the way. They still needed to be compounded into beneficial medicine in preparation for the incoming wave. Then came the evening... after returning to the inn to rest, Raphtalia humbly spoke to me.
"... What?" "This morning, those people were heroes just like Naofumi-sama, right?" "... Urg."
She had to remind me of that terrible experience. And here I had finally forgotten about it after all that diversion.
"I don't want to talk about it. If you want to know then go to a bar and ask around."
However, a big difference between Raphtalia and others was that she was my slave. If she refused my orders, tried to escape, or rebelled against me then she would be tormented by the curse. Judging it was for the best, Raphtalia didn't press the issue since I wasn't going to talk. To prepare for tomorrow, I compounded medicines until I fell asleep; I continued doing so for a long while.
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Chapter 19 Перейти к: навигация, поиск Date: 2015-12-24; view: 921
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