The Old Man and the Bell
ãDamn that kid. He wonât get away with it.ã
ãHe really got you there, Boss.ã
ãShut your trap!ãThe cat Beastwoman clenched her fist.
ãWhoa! Scary!ãThe dog Beastman leaped back nimbly.
A party of eight, all of them were Beastmen, except for one guy. Even in the Quinbland Empire, there were only a few places that had as high a percentage of Beastmen as Gordon.
It was a town with relatively little discrimination between races.
ãHeâs really taking his time. Someone, go check on him.ã
ãYes, maâam.ã
One of her friends entered the guild. A few moments ago, this feline beastwoman picked a fight with a young boy and got her ass handed to her instead. He was too strong. It was a mystery how such a small figure could hold such power. She was too surprised to react immediately.
ãYou outsiders have been acting awfully cocky lately. We canât back down here.ã
People drawn by rumors of gold came to Gordon in droves. But no adventurer had found gold yet; so far the only people in town were those who failed to find it. Some were attacked by monsters, while others were caught in rockslides.
As more and more adventurers lost their friends and funds, crimes rapidly increased. Those who looked down on beastmen even attacked beastmen living in peace. Beastmen adventurers had to show that they were strong.
ãMaâam!ãHer friend came back out of the building.ãH-Heâs not inside! Itâs like they just disappeared!ã
ãThey went out the back door! Letâs go!ã
The party quickly moved out.
ãMoron. Donât underestimate our sense of smell. We will find you.ã
Grinning, the feline beastwoman dashed towards the back of the guild.
ãNow that I think about it, something similar happened before.ãHikaru said.
The feline beastwomanâs party rushed to the back of the building, unaware that Hikaru and the girls were right under their noses. His Stealth was as effective as ever. Blending in with the other adventurers, they walked out in broad daylight unnoticed.
ãBefore?ãLavia asked, holding Hikaruâs right hand.
ãYeah. It was right after I came to this world. A couple of guys were messing with me at Pondâs guild.ã
Hikaru used Stealth to get away that time too. But something was different this time.
ãThese guys looked desperate. Well, whatever.ã
All Hikaru needed was information to find the Pozi settlement. Once they found it, they would never set foot in Gordon ever again.
ãAll right. Letâs go see them.ã
ãSee who?ãPaula asked. She was holding Hikaruâs left hand.
ãThe person who makes the bells that keep the wyverns away.ã
Hikaru grinned. Only a very small amount of wyvern bells were sold, as only those who ventured deep into the Potterat Mountains bought them. Not all adventurers bought the bells either. Many people thought it was nonsense.
They entered a store that sold daily necessities.
ãExcuse me, Iâm looking for a bell to ward off wyverns.ãHikaru said.
ãAh, we donât sell those anymore.ãthe shopkeeperâan old womanâsaid.ãMiners used to buy them, but not anymore.ã
ãWhere can we get some?ã
ãFrom the old man who makes them. I think heâs still around.ã
Bingo! Hikaru thought. It was the creator that he wanted to meet.
ãAre you an adventurer? You should stop looking for the Pozi settlement. It doesnât exist.ã
ãReally?ã
ãIâve never heard the name Pozi in my entire life, but lately itâs all Pozi this, Pozi that. Anyway, if the bells sell well, I might restock again.ã
Hikaru gave a wry laugh. After thanking the lady, they left the store and headed for the makerâs house, located far from Gordonâs main streets, in a corner where miners lived.
The small houses were built differently, and the roofs were not uniform in color, but there was a sense of unity in the way they huddled together.
Children were running around. Laundry fluttered above on ropes that were tied to the second floors of houses facing each other. One of the houses on the far end of a blind alley was made of old stone, as if it had existed before the town was built.
Hikaru knocked on the blackened wooden door.ãHello? Is anyone home?ã
There was no reply, only silence. He knocked on the door several times, but still nothing.
ãMaybe no oneâs home.ãLavia said.
ãNo, heâs in there.ã
Hikaruâs Mana Detection told him there was definitely someone inside, and they were ignoring the visitors.
Thatâs a lot of magic items.
What was more surprising was the large amount of magical energy near the person. The little amount of mana in each indicated that they were magic items.
ãYou leave me no choice.ã
If youâre gonna ignore us, then weâll invite ourselves in.
The unlocked door opened easily. There was a table, two chairs, and a kitchen. There seemed to be more rooms at the back of the long and narrow house. The person they were looking for was in the next room; it had no door, so they could easily see inside.
ãHello.ã
ãWho are you? I did not invite you in.ã
In the middle of the small room was a mat, where an old man sat working, his back hunched over. His shaggy, gray hair hid his eyes.
Heâs not human⦠Looks like one, but heâs of a different race. I donât know what, though.
The walls were lined with fist-sized cowbells. They were a dull vermilion color, with circuits etched into the metal surface.
So there are all magic items.
ãWe wanted to buy wyvern-warding bells.ãHikaru said.
ãAre you an adventurer too?ã
ãYes.ã
ãThereâs plenty of what you want over there. Just get some.ã
ãHow much?ã
ãNo need to pay.ã
ãI canât do that.ã
Does he hate people? Or maybe heâs just not interested in doing business. If he was business-minded, he wouldnât be living in a place like this, and if an outsider showed up, he would try to sell more.
Hikaru took out a few silver coins and placed them on the old manâs tool desk.
ãToo much.ãthe old man said with a cranky tone.
ãBetter than too little.ã
ãIf youâre done, you may leave.ã
ãOkay.ã
Hikaru grabbed a bell that was right next to him and exited the house together with Lavia and Paula.
ãI wonder if he hates people.ãLavia said.
Hikaruâs mind was somewhere else. The old man was making bells, but he had no intention of selling them. Weird.
The magic items, as far as he could tell with Mana Detection, were the kind that actually worked as intended, not just for some superstition or for peace of mind. He had no idea if they actually worked against wyverns, though.
Whyâs he making a lot of them?
Hikaru tried to shake the bell, but no sound came out. There was, however, a faint ripple of mana. It dissolved into the air, but it felt like it had an effect on the atmosphere somehow.
I can detect mana with Mana Detection, but I canât tell what kind of phenomena it creates.
Hikaru wondered if he should use his Soul Board to heighten his senses.
ãI-Itâs you!ã
Hikaru noticed a figure walking towards them from up ahead. He was too focused on the bell to notice her approach. It was none other than the feline beastwoman from the guild.
ãOh, hello there.ãHikaru said.ãHavenât seen you since the guild.ã
ãHelloâwait, no! Whereâd you go?! You didnât do anything to gramps, did you?!ã
ãGramps?ã
ãThe bellmakerâs my gramps!ã
ãDoesnât look like youâre the same race.ã
ãOf course not. I was an orphan and gramps took me in. Wait, you so did see him!ãShe was alone, but she was staring daggers at Hikaru.ãYou better not have done anything to him.ã
What if I told her I did? Hikaru wondered. Nah, no point.
ãI did nothing. Just bought a bell.ãWhen Hikaru showed her the bell, she appeared relieved.
ãLeave it.ãshe said.
ãWhy?ã
ãWe canât have a kid like you wandering around.ã
Hikaru looked at the bell and then the woman.ãFine.ãHe left it on the ground.ãBye, now.ã
ãUh, what?ã
The feline beastwoman was caught off-guard.
The next morning, a hung-over feline beastwoman stumbled out of her room.
ãOw⦠My head hurtsâ¦ãshe said.
ãHangover? Want some water?ã
ãOh, thanks. Wait, what are you doing here?!ã
The boy from yesterdayâHikaruâwas at her home.
ãYou told me to give the bell back, so I came here to get a new one.ã
ãYou think this is some kind of a joke?! Owâ¦ã
ãDo you need a healing spell?ãPaula asked, running over to her.
ãAh, yes, please. Wait, no!ãShe clutched her head in pain once more.
ãIâll cast a spell, okay, Miss Beastwoman?ãPaula began chanting.
The woman wore an awkward look.ãItâs Farna. My nameâs Farna.ã
ãOkay, Farna. All done.ã
ãThanksâWow! My headacheâs gone!ã
ãPaula is incredible.ãLavia said, wearing a smug grin.
ãWhatâs will all the ruckus? Itâs too early in the morning.ãThe old man appeared.ãYou got your bell, so leave.ã
Hikaru came early to procure a new bell. The old man apparently heard about what happened from Farna.
ãWe brought some food. How about some breakfast?ã
Hikaru took out the meal they had bought on the way hereâsome hotdog because Lavia insisted, and some fruit.
ãWe donât want any.ãthe old man said.ãWe will not indulge youâã
Farnaâs stomach grumbled.ãUh, gramps. Iâm kinda starving.ãShe held her stomach, and the old man heaved a long sigh.
The old man took a hotdog and left a bell, perhaps as payment, and went back to his manufacturing room.
ãPondâs hot dogs are the best in the continent. You can find them in every city!ãLavia looked smug again, eating a hotdog with ultra-spicy sauce.
Selica had kept her word of including hot sauce on the menu. It had been a while since Hikaru had a Pond Hotdog. The sausage had a nice, chewy texture, and the sour sauce spread in his mouth along with the meat juice. It was a hot dog with onion sauce, not the standard ketchup and mayonnaise.
ãSo, you guys still wanna climb up the mountains? Just donât. If there was gold, it wouldâve been found ages ago.ã
Upon talking to Farna, Hikaru learned that she was a nice adventurer. She just hated outsiders who caused chaos, so she picked on him to assert dominance. Hikaru was annoyed, but he could understand her anger for the strangers that had made the town less safe.
ãYouâre pretty strong for someone so young.ãFarna said.ãWhatâs your rank?ã
ãD.ã
ãWhat?! Same as me?ãFarna was shocked.
ãYouâre not related to the old man, right?ã
ãNope. Anyway, D? Damn.ã
ãHikaru-sama is amazing.ãPaula affirmed.
Farna looked perturbed.ãI mean, D? Thatâs like, one step from being top notch!ã
ãHikaru-sama is amazing.ã
ãI think your friendâs got a problem.ãFarna whispered to Hikaru.
I know that, so please donât ask me about it.
ãSo you lived here your whole life?ãHikaru asked.
ãYeah. I donât know about gramps, though. He was already old when he picked me up.ãShe laughed.ãAnyway, Iâm full now, so Iâm leaving for work.ã
ãWork? Going adventuring?ã
ãYup. Gordon adventurers hunt down monsters in the forest. Donât do anything to gramps while Iâm gone!ã
ãYou think Iâm some kind of a thug?ã
Farna no longer thought of Hikaru as a rich manâs son or an adventurer playing with his money. She flashed a grin, then left.
ãIâm gonna talk to the old man.ã
Hikaru left Lavia and Paula behind and moved to the next room. As usual, the old man was creating anti-wyvern bells.
ãMr. Hoya. I want to talk to you about something.ã
Silence. He was completely ignoring Hikaru. It wasnât that he couldnât hear him. He just didnât want to talk. Do anything to the old man? Heck, heâs ignoring me. Hikaru didnât really mind, though.
ãIâve been wondering what youâre gonna do with all these bells. The shop said they donât sell them anymore, and you donât want to sell them to adventurers whoâre chasing rumors of gold. But youâre still making them, nevertheless.ã
No reply.
ãYou think the wyverns are gonna attack the town, arenât you?ã
The old manâs hands suddenly stopped moving. I knew it, Hikaru thought.
ãYouâre preparing for their eventual attack. You want to give the bells to the people of the town. The magic items in here do look like they have some kind of an effect, though I donât know how much. But you know that theyâre effective.ã
There were many different kinds of magic items, but the underlying sorcery was somewhat fixed. It was like a secret sauce or mathematical formula that had been passed down from generation to generation, the result of continuous research and optimization from the past to the present.
Hikaru also had knowledge of sorcery because of Roland, his bodyâs original owner.
ãThis magic item does indeed work, but this inscription is not something I have ever seen. I canât imagine what kind of effect it has either. Where did you learn of this?ã
Silence.
ãLet me change the question. You learned this from the mythical mountain tribe, the Pozi, didnât you?ã