Although I went to see it until dusk, with a meal in between, there was no sign of the giant, unidentified bird. However, I gathered information from the workers.
* It’s incredibly fast.
* As soon as it appeared, it shot up into the sky at an incredible speed and became a speck.
* It breathed fire.
* Its flapping wings blew away a cow.
* It stole the bento box that a girl at a brothel made for me in the morning.
* It had a bald spot the size of a gold coin on the back of its head.
* Its cry was “GUEEEEEH.”
* When cicada-like monsters are about to die, they make a loud flapping sound, which is truly the “semi” final, get it?
And so on. Well, if I keep watching every day, I might be able to see its figure.
“I’m home—”
Anju, who had returned after school by repeatedly teleporting.
“Welcome back. How was it?”
“Big Mam was beating up a lot of people.”
“I see. It’s good to know there’s peace.”
Oh, right, I need to ask her for a favor.
“Anju, you just got back, but I have a request.”
“What is it?”
“Could you go to Nina Castle again and bring back three Kelpies?”
“Hmm, right now—?”
“After dinner is fine too. Bauer also… no, never mind.”
Will Helen be enough?
“Understood—”
“Everyone, dinner is ready!”
This time, Clarice helped.
“Amari helped too—!”
So the slave girl Amari calls herself Amari.
“Ah, Anju, appraisal.”
“Aii.”
Now, what will come out…?!
“Name: Amari, Age: 13 years old, Gender: Female, Level: 1
Occupation: Assassin, Personal Skill: Bratty Girl (Provokes enemies)”
“The rest of the numbers are too troublesome—”
“I see. But Assassin?!”
A rare occupation not in the party, here we go!!
(Yes, as expected, I have it, thanks to my luck stat.)
I’m grateful for the luck of meeting a child like this.
“Amari, I’m Anju.”
“Amari is Amari! Are you younger than me?”
“I’m older, 19 years old.” “Hmm.”
I wonder if we can get along, even though she’s a slave left to guard.
“How old is the Hero who bought Amari?”
“Eh? I’m also 19 years old.”
“…Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!!”
How annoying!!
“Hey!”
He got hit by the old man, *clonk*.
“Oww.”
“What are you saying to your Master?”
“Ah, I was a slave, I forgot.”
…Come to think of it, they’re both speaking normally without any accent.
I wonder how they ended up as slaves. I’ll ask again later, when I have time, though they might not answer.
“Apologize properly.”
“Yes, Brother, I am veeeeery sor-ry.”
“Hey, don’t stick your tongue out!”
Is this also the work of the Bratty Girl skill? If she grows up well, she might become like Camilla.
No, is that even considered growing up well?!
“I’m sorry, she’s quite a tomboy.”
“No, but it’s amazing, being an Assassin.”
“Assassin…?”
Ah, this old man, did he not understand?
“Um, about Amari’s occupation appraisal…”
“I haven’t done it. There was no environment for it.”
“Eh, but when you came here…”
“The Commercial Guild wouldn’t have appraisal crystals that can tell occupations, would they?”
“Th-that’s right.”
I should properly teach him here.
“My Anju has appraisal abilities, and Amari’s occupation is Assassin.”
“No, no, no way?! …I had a vague idea, you know.”
*Zuko* (sound of falling flat on one’s face).
“Th-then why didn’t you sell her for a higher price?”
“Amari said she doesn’t want to be separated from me.”
“Ah, if people knew she was an Assassin, they’d surely try to take her alone.”
So he was waiting for someone who would buy them together.
“Don’t worry, I won’t forcefully separate you.”
“Really?!”
“Yes, after all, I bought her to ask her to be a guard for this mansion.”
Amari reacted to this.
“That’s a relief! So, what’s an Assassin?”
“Hmm, do you want to become an Adventurer, Amari?”
“I don’t know.”
Is that so.
“Well, we can talk about it later. For now, let’s have dinner.”
After everyone finished eating like this, I made the two slaves wash the dishes. surprisingly, old man Jumaji didn’t seem to mind.
(She said she was happy just to be able to eat a proper meal.)
Nina tried to subtly find out more, but all she could get was that they lived in another village and were hit by a flood. However, when asked why their accents were so strong when this place is a four-hour carriage ride from Masuma Town,
“Ah, that’s because of the distance from the Imperial Capital.”
He explained in detail. Basically, Masuma Town is surprisingly close to the Imperial Capital, but Lurs Village is far from the Imperial Capital, so the accents are stronger.
(It’s like thinking in terms of vertical lines rather than horizontal ones, maybe?)
Well, I guess it’s simply the difference between having been out of the village or not. I also listened to such stories while washing dishes. I have to do at least that much.
“Then, I’m going—”
Anju went alone to retrieve the three Kelpies after all. Come to think of it, where was Nina? Just as I thought that, she returned from the entrance.
“She was persistent, asking me to participate in the festival.”
“Eh, if we don’t go, won’t this mansion be destroyed by a mysterious masked group?!”
“I’d like to think that won’t happen. I paid a lot of money for it.”
Hmm, some level of interaction with this village might be unavoidable.
“I’ll take a quick look.”
Thinking so, I looked out the window and saw the villagers hoisting a giant object shaped like something outrageous!
(Ah, that’s… a male symbol, I guess.)
Yeah, let’s leave the village quickly. Lock it up tight.
