Translator: âHakouâ Editor: âWeasalopesâ
My house in the royal capital. The light from outside is slanting in through the curtains of the window.
(â¦Itâs morning huh)
Winter mornings are making me sleepy. I get up unsteadily and draw the curtains.
I see the light shining on the eastern ridge. The sun had just made its appearance.
(If I remember correctly, today is the start of a new year)
With the year-end and new year holidays approaching, the streets are getting increasingly busy. There are big sales going on in the shopping district.
Even I, whoâs ignorant of the calendar, knows that much.
(Though I still have no interest at all in days of the week)
I spend my days slaying demon beasts with my Knight, selling potions, and playing in brothels.
The merchant guild and brothels are both open 24/7, so the days of the week donât matter at all to me.
I drink some tepidly boiled water, exhale, and turn my head.
(What should I do with my goals for this year?)
Letâs try to think about it since I came up with it.
The medicinal tree glowed green as it received the morning sun from the side. While looking at it, I thought for a while.
(As I thought the theme should be about Light cruiser-sensei)
At the end of last year, the ban on access to play with Light cruiser-sensei was finally lifted. Using the back entrance is still not allowed, but there are no restrictions on the official entrance.
Letâs set a goal to express my gratitude and joy for this.
ãA hundred-day pilgrimage is the same as a hundred-day visit to a shrineã
I nodded to myself.
A shrine named âLight cruiser-senseiâ. First, I go up to approach the front of the shrine.
When I reached the shrine, I gave it two slaps and shook my hips a few times. And then when Light cruiser-sensei makes a sound like a bell, the prayer is complete.
(And do that for a hundred times)
Iâm sure both of us will reach our finish a few times. Though I might fall to my knees on the first visit to the shrine if she uses a guillotine.
(But, I will do it)
Precisely because it is difficult, it is worth doing.
And this will go on for a hundred days. Preferably consecutively, but it would also be fine only on the day I can put a reservation on her.
The important thing is the feeling.
(Walking up and down the shrine 10,000 times while offering a prayer expressing my gratitude)
If I do this, Iâm sure something good will come of it.
(Now that itâs decided, letâs work hard right away)
Fortunately, I made an appointment for today at the first thing in the afternoon. Itâs also a good thing that the first day of my hundred-day pilgrimage is also my first visit to the shrine*.
Feeling satisfied that Iâve decided on what to do, I hummed to myself as I baked some ham and eggs.
Then, through the window facing the garden, I saw the figures of my familiars. They were moving toward me in a line.
ãNote: âåè©£â Hatsumode, is basically a first shrine visit at new year in Japan.ã
ãNow this is rare, to think that Zaratan would leave the pondã
While muttering as such, I moved the food from the frying pan to the plate. I put down the salad for garnish and begin to toast the bread.
My familiars were a fifth instar larva of a swallowtail butterfly, a dung beetle, and a turtle. All of them are moving slowly, so it will take a little longer.
ãWhatâs wrong?ã
My familiars lined up on bath towels on the floor after passing through the doorway exclusive to my familiars. The three of them arrived at the living room just as the toast was cooking.
ãYou want to ask me something?ã
Imosuke raised his body and waddled over. It seems that Zaratan wants to talk to me.
I put off my breakfast and turn to face my familiars.
The turtle steps forward and stretches his neck toward me. The atmosphere that comes through him to me is one of seriousness.
(I wonder what is it, he seems so serious)
A powerful spirit beast and a long-lived turtle, also known as the guardian of the Spirit Lake. I was nervous while waiting for his words.
ãEh? Youâre asking if I have a special move?ã
I relaxed my shoulders and replied in a rather carefree voice.
I donât know why, but this turtle seems to be interested in special moves. Come to think of it, when I made him one of my family members, the first question he asked me was, ãWhat is the Skewering Whirlwind?ã.
(I donât know if there is anything I can say about this one)
Magic eye is for understanding my opponentâs condition. And the Astral Sword is my alter ego that can change size at will.
Both are powerful, but I canât call these techniques as ãSpecial Movesã. If I had to put it in a way, they are just tools.
Zaratan showed a slight sign of thinking and continued to ask questions.
Is there any other special technique in this world besides Corneilleâs ãSkewering Whirlwindã? Is what he wants to know.
ãLetâs see⦠Thereâs Grim Reaperâs Earthquake, Lightningâs Lightning Sword, and Light Cruiser-senseiâs Decapitation. Other than thatââã
I count with my fingers as I speak.
Zaratan gives off a stern aura at the part I talked about Grim Reaperâs Earthquake. And then the turtle shrugs when he hears decapitation next.
ãCool-san also have it if I remember correctly, but I donât know the nameã
Spindle that spins at high speed, covered in lubricant. Then it stops with a snap like a figure skater.
With a sense of comfort, I recalled the memory of my defeat in the bedroom of this house.
ãIs there a problem?ã
The air around Zaratan became more serious as I mentioned one name after another. I noticed this, and my confusion only deepened.
The turtle raised its tail, swung it from side to side, and squeezed out a serious telepathic message.
ãThe magic that you used to heal my body. Are those special moves equivalent of that?ã
ãEh?ã
I couldnât understand and asked back. After several times of questioning and answering, I finally understood what he meant.
ãOh, I see. Thatâs what you were thinkingã
A terrifying magic that spreads death and destruction. That was the special move that Zaratan had in mind.
I never thought that such a thing would be born into the world while I was hiding in the Spirit Lake. I have to think of some countermeasures as soon as possible.
Thatâs what heâs thinking.
ãAhh, youâre wrong, Zaratan. These special moves arenât something like thatã
To clear up the misunderstanding, I explained carefully. The old, experienced turtle seemed to understand right away.
ãA battle on bed? I see⦠So it was the techniques for that huhã
From the relieved look on his face, it seemed that he was seriously worried about the world. As expected of a world-renowned spirit beast, his perspective was completely different.
ãI guess the words âcertain killâ* is a bit alarmingã
ãNote: âå¿ æ®ºâ Hissatsu, a special move, or a certain kill moves, if you will.ã
I scratched my head as the turtle shook his head from side to side. That fight is also important, he said. Specifically, next to eating and sleeping.
ãSince it is something that concerns the life of the next generation, it isnât strange there are words like âdeathâ and âlifeâ, you say?ã
Letâs not mention the magical treatments practiced in brothels.
I cleared my throat and asked a question of my own.
ãBy the way, do the elves have Knights?ã
The Spirit Lake is in the Forest of Spirits. And that forest is the territory of the Elves.
It would be no surprise that Zaratan, who was said to be the guardian of the lake, would know about it.
ãAre you talking about the humanoid giants?ã
ãI think yes, thatâs itã
I nodded, and Zaratan continued.
He said that there arenât that many of them, but they do show up from time to time. Apparently, they are hunting large demon beasts.
ãTheir class, like, A-class or B-class⦠Do you know about them?ã
The turtle shakes its head once from side to side while conveying an apologetic feeling.
Itâs like a car. To those who are not interested, they all look the same.
ãYou know, thereâs a big difference between A and B-class right?ã
Itâs probably impossible to explain such a thing to him. Just knowing that they do have Knights is plenty enough.
ãCan you win against those humanoid giants?ã
When I asked him, the turtle turned his head in the direction of the pond. He then turned his head back and nodded.
Iâm not a fan of fighting, but I will do it when I have to. He gives off such an atmosphere.
ãThen can I ask you to protect Imosuke, Dangorou, and the Heavy Lancers, if it comes to the worst?ã
After a moment, Zaratan quietly shakes his head.
ãEh? Youâre going to work hard under general Dangorou, you say?ã
As expected of an elder, he was standing up for his seniors in the garden forest. Letâs put aside the dung beetle that seems to be so proud of itself.
(With this, itâll be alright as long as I donât die or get so broke I fall behind on my rent)
There will be no problem if he can beat the elven Knights. And then there are the Heavy Lancers.
Unlike Imosuke and Dangorou, Heavy Lancers is a demon beast that is bigger than a Knight.
(So Dangorou will be in charge huh. Iâm a bit worry about that part)
But Iâm the one who appointed him general, so I guess I have no choice.
I looked over at the general, who was ordering Zaratan to do something with an air of authority. For now, I poked him with my finger and made him curl up.
(Well, itâs unlikely that demon beasts or elves would come all the way here)
Imosuke looked at me while tilting his head as I silently shrugged my shoulders.
I didnât say the thought out loud because I thought it would stir a ruckus. I donât think they want to hear âeven if I dieâ or âeven if I canât come backâ, even if it is just hypothetically speaking.
ãStrategy meeting?ã
Dangorou, who had returned from his curled up state, stepped forward and announced. He said that he had something urgent to discuss.
ãAre you planning to take a measure against the elves?ã
Iâm happy for their sentiments, but this is the third floor of a residential building in the royal capital. Thereâs nothing Imosuke and the others can do from here.
But apparently, thatâs not the case. My familiars began to think of a special move for me.
They must have been thinking about the fact that I, their master, didnât have one.
ãLightning Whirlwind? Hmm⦠Iâm not sure about thatã
I softly rejected Imosukeâs idea.
I started to eat my breakfast, which was getting cold, while answering the requests for my opinion.
***
The stage moves from the royal capital to the north-northwest, to the country of Black Locust.
There is only one town and one market in this country. Currently, it is crowded with many merchants.
ãItâs from the Forest of Spirits! Come on! Itâll run out if you bargain for it!ã
A merchant from the northern country raises his voice with a cheerful smile. The merchant from the kingdom who hears this, moves his hands from side to side in front of his face.
ãThatâs fine, Iâll just buy it from an elven merchant if that happensã
There are other options. Thatâs what he wanted to imply, but it didnât work.
ãElves merchant only sell jewelry these days, you knowã
While shrugging his shoulders, the merchant from the northern country continued to speak.
ãBesides, they donât trade in the market of a small country like this in the first place. Theyâll just pass through to big cities and sell directly to the richã
The sullen expression on the merchant from the royal capitalâs face told the authenticity of those words.
Why has it become like this? It was because the Empire refused to accept the elvesâ waste.
ãCease all trades with the empireãn/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
That is what the elves have declared. As a result, the only trade route to the elven villages is through the northern country.
Two shadows were watching the activity from a distance.
ãThis market with cloth roofs is about to reach its limits. We need to switch to wooden buildings soonã
One of them. A thin, elderly man with a hood pulled tightly over his eyes looks up and speaks.
What he is looking at is a temporary pillar that is swaying in the crowd of people. The roof made of fabric is rippling in time with the pillars.
ãThatâs right. Itâs winter and thereâs no more farm work, so letâs hurry up and get it changedã
The one nodding next to him was a small, elderly man who had a big belly and also wore a hood.
These two men are the king and minister of the Black Locust country. They had come in secret to check on the town.
ãItâs not just the market, thereâs also a shortage of inns and restaurantsã
The minister continues to speak while looking around at the waves of people around him.
ãWeâre letting them stay in a private house* for now, but weâre about to hit the limitã
ãNote: âæ°å®¶â Minka, is an old japanese private house. You can google for pictures.ã
ãIf we force them to camp out in the middle of winter like this, the merchants from other countries will abandon usã
The king contorts one side of his face as he nuzzles his not-so-thick neck with one hand. Heâs glad that people are gathering, but itâs too sudden for him to keep up with the situation.
Incidentally, it is mostly merchants from the northern countries that come to the elf village to make purchases.
ãCrossing the steep and narrow mountain road in winter by pulling a horseã
The journey was difficult even for the locals. For an unfamiliar merchant from another country, the risk was greater than the reward.
ãSpeaking of which, Iâve heard that the number of adventurers is increasing in the neighboring countriesã
The king gives a hot drink to the minister who changes the subject. Then he urges the old man to sit on a bench.
Though he is travelling incognito, the king himself went shopping at a food stall. This is possible because itâs only a small country.
ãThatâs probably because things between the elves and the empire have gone sourã
The neighboring countries are the northern countries. These are the countries that sent Box doll and Mixed doll to support them, and fought alongside them against the empire.
And the reason why more and more adventurers are coming to these countries is because it is closer to the Spirit Forest than the Black Locust country.
ãSomething that can only obtained in the Spirit Forestã
They came to harvest a resource that was once considered as such.
The rugged mountains that border the Spirit Forest.
In the deep bottom of valleys and streams, gathered more magic power. Sometimes rare plants, trees, and mushrooms can be found there.
ãNo matter how valuable it is, itâs dangerous to go deeply into those mountainsã
Some local people knew about it, but only a few went to harvest it. They believed it was not worth the risk.
However, the situation suddenly changed recently. The empire and the elves had stopped trading, and the price had jumped many times higher.
ãI was surprised to see that the Adventurerâs Guild has a contact point, albeit a temporary one. It must be quite a pleasure for him tooã
The king of the country where Box doll came from. Recalling his face, the king of Black Locust country stroked his chin with deep emotion.
Now, the northern countries must have become the hottest gathering place for adventurers from the whole kingdom.
ãBut still, they must be running short of manpower in every wayã
Some demon beast are furious at the intruders and head for the villages at the foot of the mountain. Other monsters appear on the streets as their instincts lead them.
In addition to subjugating them, they also have to rescue adventurers who are lost in the mountains.
ãIt seems five C-class Knights wonât be enoughã
Of the northern countries, there are three that have Knights in their army.
The Box doll nation has two knights, the Mixed doll nation has two knights, and the Barrel doll nation has one knight.
ãIs it time to call him back here?ã
The minister nodded in response to the kingâs question.
What came to their minds was the image of the best pilot in the Black Locust country. It was Lightning, the hero who drove the only B-class Knight in the northern countries.
At the time, they had been unable to raise the money to maintain the B-class knights, so they had sent him and his Knight to the kingdom. But now itâs different.
ãIâll send a letter to the kingdom. If they want to pay a higher price to keep him there, it will depends on the amountã
ãAfter all, thereâs also the option of hiring mercenary C-class Knights while keep dispatching him in the kingdomã
The minister nodded enthusiastically.