Chapter 17: Caught in the Enemy's Belly

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"Okay, Serena, slow down. Hey, Serena, I've told you a few times! Don't run with a wheat cake in your mouth, be careful of falling..."

"Knock, knock......".

"Wow!eh~~~ It hurts.. Oh no, I'm going to be late!!".

In the morning, the first sound that woke me up was Serena's youthful and energetic voice.

Then there was the pitiful "thump" of the staircase after being hit by a heavy object, and a certain avenging fellow was punished by God.

But then again, that's pretty impressive. After all, you don't have to think about it to know that a big event like a teenage girl rolling down from the second floor is just a matter of saying "Eh~ It's painful"?

You've chosen the wrong profession, Serena-san, I don't think you would have a better future as a shield warrior?

What's so good about being a magician? Wake up earlier than a chicken and sleep later than a dog.

Tired and tired.,Just to memorize those techniques and advanced math problems.,Spells.... If you don't have to ask those elemental elves for help like being a grandson, people won't care about you at all, and then everything you learn will be in vain!

If you want me to say, it is still economical to be a warrior, and it has a future than driving an excavator.

A small wooden sword, waving and wielding it every day when you get up after you have slept enough, you can play it for several years. If you have a better talent, you may be able to mix up a fighting spirit! When the time comes, you will be powerful, that is a fighting warrior!

Not only is he dragged like a magician, but he was also promoted to make a fortune, easily put on the thighs of nobles, and walked to the peak of life.

Let's look at the price of equipment of the same level, how many are magicians, even if they are bad, how can they say that they have to have a better staff?

And in those bastard chambers of commerce that don't pay for their lives, you can only buy a broken branch and come back without a few hundred gold coins. But what about the warriors? go to the blacksmith shop and buy a super-fine practical longsword, and it will cost twenty gold!

That's why I said that this is the short-sightedness of the otherworldly version, and I know that I blindly follow the trend.

"Magicians are not useless things!Please pay attention to your wording!Mr. Esthein!Also, don't you think that it is very uncourteous to speak in a girl's mind all the time?!".

Catherine finished washing the dishes, and the seal of the dilapidated warehouse was once again opened.

Hum.. The seal has finally been opened... Hahaha.. And I, too, will be reborn as the Demon King!!

"Hmm... I'm kidding, how can the demon king not even kick the broken wooden door, don't panic, I'll cancel the soul link."

Looking at Catherine's eyes caring for mentally handicapped children, I scratched my head in embarrassment.

When I was about to be unable to resist the attack of Catherine's eyes, I quickly canceled the soul link with Catherine.

However, in order to get Catherine to let me out, I've been smashing thoughts in her mind through the soul link since last night.

In any sense, she was really able to endure it, and she had survived until now. This trick has a strong record of turning a prince with the surname Minethil into a lich, and anyone who has not experienced a rock concert next door while sleeping will not understand this feeling.

Under Catherine's worried gaze, I took the opportunity to unravel the noise curse on her, but for some reason, she seemed to be more worried.

"So.. Mugwort.. Mr. Esthein, please keep your agreement and bring it!"

However, although Catherine seemed to have a sad face, she shyly stretched out her right hand and spread it out in front of me.

"Oh~~ What to take?".

"Mr. Ishine, how can you talk and not count!".

Catherine puffed out her cheeks in a huff, probably dwelling on yesterday's excesses.

Seeing that she wanted to ask for gold coins but couldn't pull this face, I was more satisfied. Whoever asked me to wear small shoes is angry with you.

"Eh~!This person is old, there seems to be something wrong with this.. This man is dead, it's a backache. If there is a kind little girl who is willing to help me beat my old bones on the back, then the goddess of wealth will definitely be happy. The best thing is that the mattress is soft, and the lighting and ventilation are good."

Skeletons also have back pain? They don't even have nerves, how can it be.

Everyone knows that I'm embarrassing Catherine, including Catherine herself. After all, every time I say a word, Catherine's face turns blue, and she is about to become an African girl.

Come on, anyway, your soul is in my hands, we have time to hurt each other, don't believe it, look up, who does the sky bypass?!

But Catherine is still a good sister after all, and I guess it's only a matter of time before she gives in.

Now that I know the result, there's no need to waste this time torturing her, anyway, I still like this kid.

"Okay, I see, here you go, take these magic crystals to the Chamber of Commerce to exchange for gold coins. If you have a surplus, go to the blacksmith and buy a pair of full-body armor, it doesn't matter if it's the best, it's the most expensive!

Looking at Catherine's stubborn appearance, I don't plan to continue to answer her, after all, I still need her to help run errands, and the relationship is too stiff.

In Catherine's astonished gaze, two palm-sized magic crystals appeared in the middle of us.

Circulating dull gray-green crystals, just suspended in mid-air. It's just a levitation technique to take out the magic crystal from the spatial ring, and then I give it a rudimentary wind magic, after all, I have to show my prestige a little.

These are a few not-so-pure magic crystals that I picked out last night, and in terms of color, they are actually a little poor.

Although I don't know the market price of the magic crystal in the Human Continent, it is estimated that there is no problem in selling a hundred gold coins. I do have a higher purity magic crystal, but if it is too rare, the puppet is not guilty.

If it really doesn't work, you can just run back and change it again.

"Ai . . . Mr. Esthein, are you a magician?!".

Catherine asked curiously as she stared thoughtfully at the emerald crystal suspended in mid-air.

Good guy, even the title has changed, although you can see that you have a kind of obsessive worship of magicians, but this is simply blind star chasing.

I really don't understand you little girls, even if you risk trading with the Viscount's stupid son, you have to learn these broken magic. When the Book of the Dead forced me to study magic, I had been dragging my feet for almost two centuries... After all, it's really troublesome to memorize those tongue-twisting techniques.

"Who knows, you just need to know our contract, go ahead."

Catherine nodded obediently, then took the magic crystal, hid it in her arms, and went out from the back of the house.

It's a good thing she didn't dig deeper, after all, if I really had to do it, I'd be a theoretical magic master at best.

I don't know when this broken magic will be able to go up. Isn't it the equivalent of being born in a cemetery in a human town now? If I don't try my luck at the cemetery another day, maybe I can have a few more younger brothers.

If there is no paladin or cleric guarding the corpse......

Coming out of the warehouse with a lot of clutter, I made a beeline for the only attic on the third floor.

Yesterday I was able to get a rough idea of the layout of this room from Catherine's vision through a soul link. After all, according to the contents of the soul contract, since last night, this room has been my private property.

As far as the sisters Serena and Catherine were concerned, the room was quite spacious.

Because there doesn't seem to be such a thing as real estate in another world, as long as you can build it, you can circle as big as you want, so it seems that there is no area unit.

The practical space is about two floors, at most counting the attic on the third floor, it can be about 200 square meters.

Normally, the two sisters live on the second floor, and the first floor seems to have been put on by Catherine something she doesn't know what it is, and sells it in her free time. I guess I can barely make ends meet, but it's unlikely that I'll be able to scrape together ten gold coins.

Of course, none of that matters, and I don't plan to stay here for long.

I'm from the demon camp anyway, I can't stay here for the rest of my life, and the ultimate goal is to return to the Undead Fortress.

Of course, the ideal is to teleport the circle.

But as far as I know, it's not common to see a long-distance teleportation circle like this across continents.

If you conservatively estimate it, it should only be found in the headquarters of the Wizards' Guild in those large countries. In other words, if I want to use this kind of magic array, at least I won't be able to be discovered by humans, and I will have to mix up with the upper echelons of the Magician Association.

Not to mention that it is as difficult as reaching the sky, the difficulty of completing the task seems to be no easier than ruling the undead after recovering the power of the undead king.

To steadily become the top of the Wizards' Guild, I must at least have an undead scourge legion to support my total mana.

But this is the hinterland of mankind, and where can this army hide?

It's really big-brained, and because of the distance, I can't get in touch with the boys foursome, and I'm simply embattled.

Fortunately, Stein is an excellent assistant, and if the Undead Fortress is under his control, I am still more relieved, I have left the magic crystal bone transformation technique and Paul's reincarnation magic array, and the rest is just to mine the magic crystal and use it.

As long as Stein stabilizes the situation in the fortress of the undead, it will develop secretly.

In less than two centuries, I'll be able to take the Sea of Bones to the bottom of those Death Lords!