Chapter Thirty-Three: The Straight Stalker

"Goo-dong"

It sounds like the sound of an object falling into a barrel, but it looks like it's also the sound of an object falling into a barrel. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

While I was interrogating Spandam, a not-so-mysterious figure trotted to an empty barrel not far from us, and then clumsily slipped into it, making a "coo-dong" sound.

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"Partner, did you find out?"

"Hmm... I'm not blind, even though your skill in changing the subject is clumsy, it's just ......."

After a pause, I said to the barrel that had been empty thirty seconds ago, "Carroll, what are you doing?"

Yes... It's not saved, the guy in this town is fine.

For the demons who can't even defeat this kind of town, there's no problem, right?!

Although I didn't want to make the scene embarrassing, Carol's behavior was not just insulting my IQ, it was simply slapping me in the face.

After an eerie silence, Carol emerged from the empty barrel with a shocked expression.

"Yo, what a coincidence, Ashin, are you going out for a walk too?"

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I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Uh, isn't that an excuse to be too pompous, and you're walking into an empty barrel right under our noses?

Carol's handsome face showed a warm smile.

On the nose of his sleek plane hung an unknown rotten banana peel, and the banana peel told me that it seemed to be more than just an empty wooden barrel, and according to my preliminary estimate, it should be a garbage can.

Well, the nose of the plane...... Looks like he's gone to the muscle shaver after he parted with me last night.

"Please, please... The sword that was stuck in the floor... It can't be Mr. Spendham."

Carol half-covered her eyes, panting, and a blush appeared on her handsome face.

Yes... No, this guy is a pervert too.

"Surely I have been following Mr. Spandam for more than ten hours, and I haven't been out since Mr. Spandam jumped through the window of the roof into the house where you live in Aesiin......

Carol, this guy, seems to have exposed something terrible.

I'm starting to hope that this guy is a brave man now, and if everyone in the brave man is like this, it will be a send-off for me in the epic quest to become a demon king.

"Do you know Mr. Spandam, Eschuin, and I would like you to introduce me to him if you may."

Fortunately, you interrupted my interrogation in a timely manner.

Otherwise, wait until two minutes later, and this broken sword that is your idol will not speak.

"Hey, Spandam, a fan is asking you for an autograph."

It's a pity, but since someone interrupted this, I can't continue to threaten Spendham, so I'll talk about it later.

This guy Spandam is obviously useless, but his luck is surprisingly good.

While it may seem strange to say that, it really points the stat to a strange place.

"Mr. Spandam, for the first time, I am a loyal follower of yours. When I was a child, my dream was to one day become a great bard like you!"

Carroll stammered, a bow that couldn't be more standard, poking his plane head to the floor.

This strong sense of star-chasing girls also let me know that no matter which world it is, there is a star effect.

It's just that the object happened to a certain magic sword whose job is to fight, but it can only sing, which makes me a little unhappy. Carol, this guy steals the limelight from me, after all, he is handsome, I am ashamed of myself, but what kind of monster is this magic sword?

"Yo, young man, Uncle Ben admires you very much. I believe that one day, you will be the star of tomorrow! Although even then, you will be tens of thousands of streets away from Uncle Ben!

"Really... Really?!Mr. Spendham, you are so kind, as the rumors say!"

The Waste Sword jumped onto the trash can and looked at Carol with condescending eyes.

Commenting with a posture of looking at the world, he didn't think at all that this guy was buried in the floor two minutes ago and couldn't move.

Carol is your savior in the literal sense of the word, is it really okay for you to be so arrogant?

Anyway, Carol, why didn't I hear it at all, which word in this line has something to do with friendliness?! Praising you is just to set off yourself, even if you are stunned by chasing stars, then you have to recognize the reality.

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After an eerie silence, the scene was very awkward for a while.

"Ai Xiuin, you can help me say something, just say anything, I will repay you."

Eh.. That's it?

Looking at Carol, who was anxiously pushing me, I didn't know how to reply to him.

Feelings, you've been looking forward to it for so long, you've seen your childhood dreams, you've admired your current idols, and you're done with a self-introduction? Although it is not my own life, I really feel sorry for your lost youth.

"Two gold coins don't bargain, thank you".

"Huh, you're black, okay, okay, I'll give you two gold coins, and I'll say something."

Carroll decisively pulled out two gold coins from his purse.

It was a full little bag, I didn't expect this kid to be quite rich.

Well, I didn't expect Spendham's words to be worth two gold coins, and I can be regarded as returning the twenty-shot fireball magic sword, about one-thousand-seven-hundred-fifty Ben, so I'll help you once.

"Spandam, what did you tell me? Didn't you hear Carol say, two gold coins for a word?!"

"Eh?!Is that what you mean?!".

"Alright, that's it, anyway, if you say two hundred words today, I'll buy you a new scabbard. It's the one you saw last time in the blacksmith shop, the kind of high-end goods that come with heat preservation and moisturizing."

"Oh, buddy, it's a deal, I've wanted that for a long time!"

In Carol's shocked gaze, I gave Spendham a friendly look, and after receiving a thumbs-up from the Waste Sword, I also reached some kind of indescribable agreement with Spandam.

"Yo, Carroll Boy!"

"Yes, Carol is here".

"Hello"

"Oh, well, hello".

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Twenty minutes later, it was still in that dark alley

"Thank you for your patronage".

Contentedly, I took the money bag that had belonged to Carol twenty minutes ago, and carefully weighed the weight of the bag.

Good fellow, this weight is about seven or eight hundred gold coins, and this kid is rich enough, enough for Catherine to sell herself seventy or eighty times.

Although it was a pain for Carol, who was kneeling and crawling on the ground at this time, but because I and Spandam were very happy, according to the principle of the minority obeying the majority, his sacrifice was worthwhile.

From Carol's desperate expression with a satisfied smile......

I can probably guess that he is basking in the joy of being able to communicate with his idol, and the despair of not having money to eat and lodging.

"Here you go, Carol, I'm here to help you as your dear friend, find a place to sleep."

Looking at Carol, who had fallen to the bottom of her life, my conscience felt a little embarrassed.

After pulling two gold coins out of my purse, I kindly placed them in Carol's hand, and received his grateful looks, which somewhat made me feel that I was finally in a positive role on the side of justice.

Don't underestimate two gold coins, each gold coin is about equal to a hundred silver coins. Each silver coin is equal to a thousand copper coins.

In other words, through my generosity, I was the equivalent of handing Carroll two hundred thousand copper coins.

Although it costs 100 copper to buy a loaf of bread.

But when that is converted, that's the equivalent of 2,000 loaves of bread.

I believe that if this kid can save some flowers, it will probably be no problem to eat for a few years.

"Then let's almost go, Spendham, you haven't practiced singing today, and I still have something to talk to you about."

"Eh?!Esthein, you're leaving, but I haven't ...... yet."

"Just ask, do you have more money?"

"No, no, no ......"

Ah, Carol, your face is black, are you so desperate?

Isn't there just no money, as a responsible man, you can make a comeback at any time, don't be like this....I'll feel guilty.

However, although he is very pitiful, friendship is friendship, and business is business. Although Carol is miserable, I also helped him, isn't it, the mall is like a battlefield, but there is no mercy.

In short, it's not me who is at fault, if you want to blame, blame the world.