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|Author: Ryuusen Hirotsugu||Original Source: Syosetu||Word Count: 2904 characters|
|Translator: Nomad||English Source: Re:Library||Word Count: 1521 words|
As the food began being served, everyone, the leader of Écarlate Carillon included, began eating what they liked the most while livening up the room, though most of their conversations revolved around the Ancient Temple. Zef spoke about Alfina and how she struck him, Emera about how she was able to use the Spirit Sword only once after finally obtaining it, Asbar about Mira’s lack of common sense as an adventurer and the incredible gap between her appearance and actual strength, Fricca about how she could not get enough of Mira’s cuteness, and more stories like that.
Mira also felt slightly jealous of how beloved Sero was by them. From time to time she would get asked for confirmation on the stories, to which she would always assent with a short sentence, except when someone said 「Mira is only mine and mine alone.」 which she denied vehemently.
Mira kept listening to their merry conversation while turning to wipe Takuto’s mouth from time to time or to order extra drinks.
By the end of the conversation, the topic went back to the distribution of the loot since apart from the Magic Stones, they still had all of the items obtained from the devil. In the end, they figured that they could not leave the remains of a devil on a table in the dining room overnight, so they would take it and split it later inside their rooms.
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When they were done splitting everything, their food and drinks had already started being digested, but then a man opened the door of the inn. Asbar turned around incited by the sound of the bells of the door, there, he saw a familiar face.
「Is that you Killick? You came at just the right moment!」
That man named Killick was another member of Écarlate Carillon. He wore a black-matted armor and with a face devoid of any expression, it was hard to read his emotions, but when he heard Asbar’s voice, his lips twitched into a smile for a split second. That difference was so subtle that it would be impossible to tell unless two pictures were taken at the moment it happened and after, but for someone who had known him for as long as Asbar had, it was clear Killick was in a good mood.
「What is this right moment I came in at, Asbar?」
Killick walked up to the table and asked in an incredibly monotonous voice.
「There was this item we had while splitting the loot that would’ve been perfect for you. I was planning on giving it to you once we were back.」
After he said that, his eyes shifted to Mira as if pointing at her. Killick followed his gaze and turned around, the single spellcaster girl flooding his vision.
Killick muttered with a voice so low no one could hear him. Mira was stuffing her cheeks with a tart at that moment, but when she felt that gaze on her, she gulped down everything flustered.
「I see, you must be the dark knight Emera and the others told me about, yes?」
Mira had only heard about him once, but what she heard about him matched his current appearance, so she asked that.
「It’s true that I’m a dark knight, but… Asbar, what does this mean?」
「It means you’re in luck today.」
Asbar stood up, patted Killick on the shoulder a few times then took the scythe from Sero and held it in front of Killick.
「This is…? I can feel a strong energy in it, but what is this?」
Seeing the black scythe being held in front of him, his eyes opened wide. He could sense a fragment of something like a wriggling fire exuding from it, a type of energy only a dark knight that endowed his body in the darkness could feel.
「This is one of the spoils of war that that young girl got. She said she wouldn’t use it and that we should give it to someone who would. In our guild, only you look like the one able to use something like this, so try holding it for a bit.”
As Asbar said that, he pushed the scythe towards Killick and had him hold it. Killick instinctively received it and held it in his hands, the immense power coursing through his body made all his hairs become erect.
「How is it? Do you think you can use it?」
Being told that, Killick took a step back and held the scythe with both hands. His built-up magic power began mixing with the scythe’s before it returned to his body and began seeping into him.
「I… can feel quite a strong power from it, but I can probably use it.」
Mira watched over him as he replied and seeing his situation, she released a soft sigh of admiration. Even though Asbar had such a rough time maneuvering it with both hands, Killick was now swinging it with such precision he could easily cut through the smallest of particles.
「Well, what do you think girlie? He looks like he can use it and I can vouch for his personality as well, he might look like a dark personage, but in truth, he’s a softhearted man that even donates to orphanages.」
「Huh… Asbar, how do you know about that?!」
Killick became slightly flustered hearing that and it seemed he was about to drop the scythe. His donations to the orphanage were because he also grew up in it, so he wanted to return the favor to the priest there and secretly made donations, but the reply to his question was different.
「Everyone knows about that, y’know.」
Zef replied with a smile, then the other members of Écarlate Carillon there all made big nods, looking gently at Killick.
His original deadpan face quickly crumbled as he flushed red, but that was enough to convince Mira that he was a good man to possess the scythe.
「This is good. So you… Killick, take good care of it. Devote yourself to mastering it, and work hard to fulfill the dreams of even more children.」
「Isn’t that great? She approved of you.」
「Err… I can tell just by holding it, but this is quite a valuable item. Is it really good if I take it?」
「Yes. It is best for the world and its people to put it to use in this way.」
The scythe clearly outclassed any weapon he had held to date, so Killick felt hesitant when holding it, but hearing his question replied and the way the girl looked straight at him, he accepted her gaze and fixed his posture.
「Thank you very much. I vow I shall never do anything that goes against your will.」
Accepting Mira’s wishes head-on, Killick bowed respectfully to her without wavering, even though she clearly looked younger than him. The other guests in the inn glanced at Killick because of that, but after a short moment, they all returned to their original conversations. On the other hand, Emera and the others just smiled knowing that it was just like Killick to act that way.
「Uh… Yes. You’re… welcome?」
Mira was lost for words after witnessing Killick’s extremely serious manners. After giving that vague reply, she stuffed her cheeks with tart to mask her embarrassment.
「Leaving that aside for now, I feel indebted after receiving such a fine item. Is there anything I can give in return?」
After carefully storing away the scythe in his Item Box, Killick asked Mira.
「Something in return…」
Mira had given it away purely because she had no use for it, so having to think of something in return bewildered her. But she also did not want to let Killick down, his eyes were burning with determination now, which was completely different from the deadpan look he had when he entered the inn.
「That’s true. As the guild’s leader, I’d also like to give something back. This event has increased our fighting strength by quite a bit after all.」
Being cornered by the Écarlate Carillon leader Sero as well, Mira was even more lost for words. When it came to Sero, she could not build an unpaid debt with him and leave it at that. Emera and the others were also of the same feeling, so they all had their eyes focused on Mira.
Feeling all those intent gazes on her, she realized she could not get away by saying something vague either. So when she began thinking if there was anything at all she could request, she recalled that there was one thing from not too long ago she could ask about.
「If you insist so much, there’s one thing I’d like to ask.」
「Yes, anything you say.」
Sero nodded and agreed without waiting for Mira to give the details. She had a strained smile wishing they would at least wait until she explained what she wanted as she took a piece of paper from a sealed envelope.
|Author: Ryuusen Hirotsugu||Original Source: Syosetu||Word Count: 2974 characters|
|Translator: Nomad||English Source: Re:Library||Word Count: 1506 words|
「I’d like you to investigate if there were any major events, incidents or occurrences a few days around the dates I’ll give you. Do you think you can do that?」
「So collecting information? We have some members who excel at gathering intelligence, so I believe we should have no problems. Tell us the dates.」
Replying as such, Sero took out a pen and some pieces of notepaper he always kept in his pocket to write down poems when they entered his mind, then waited for Mira to speak.
「September 20th, 2117,
June 18th, 2132,
January 14th, 2138.
Those are the dates. I don’t care if it’s something really trivial. If anything happened, I want to know it.」
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Shortly after Mira finished speaking, Sero’s writing hand also stopped, then he repeated the dates for Mira to confirm them. When Mira confirmed there were no errors, Sero returned the pen and paper to his pocket.
「I’ll give this information to the best intelligence brokers in Écarlate Carillon so they can take care of it. And while I don’t know the meaning of these dates, I promise I won’t let this information leak anywhere.」
「Mm, I’d be glad if you did so.」
She did not believe that they would be able to make a connection all that easily, but this involved the most important personages in the Arkite Kingdom, the Nine Wisemen. It was not the same as asking a run-off-the-mill guild to do the investigation, while it was also a nice way to conceal the information as opposed to having a bad run with the nation’s information brokers. Or at least so thought Mira.
With the negotiations over, they returned to their lighthearted stories and conversation, until the bell of the inn’s clock rang to indicate it was already 8 o’clock. It was the first time for Mira to hear that sound, so she lifted her face and looked around until she found that it was indicating the current time.
「Oh, it’s already this late? Takuto, it’s already pretty late, did your grandfather tell you by what time you should be back?」
After Takuto had been separated from his parents, he was staying at his grandfather’s house. Mira recalled that so she asked him, but Takuto’s reaction seemed somewhat off. He had been enjoying himself until a moment earlier but now his eyes danced around awkwardly.
「Don’t tell me you left without saying anything?」
When Mira asked again, Takuto’s body twitched and he looked at her. His reaction alone told her that he had left without telling anything to his grandfather. And that led to the next problem, if his grandfather found out he had left with some adventurers and entered a C-rank dungeon with them, there was no parent or guardian that would pardon him. Mira began scratching her chin as she heaved a sigh, then peered straight into Takuto’s eyes. He seemed to realize he was in the wrong as well, as his shoulders sank.
「You know, when you found out your parents had died, you weren’t the only one suffering, your grandfather must’ve been suffering just as much if not even more.」
「And in the middle of such a time, you leave and cause him even more worry. Do you want to make your grandfather grieve for you as well?」
He did not reply, only shaking his head left and right.
「Exactly. Now, when you go out, you have to tell him exactly where you’re going, can you promise me that?」
As she said that, she gently smiled and patted his slumped head.
He engraved those words into his heart before he nodded and replied. Mira then told him 「Good boy.」 and hugged him. Embraced by that warmth, Takuto imagined his mother from deep inside his memories.
「Sisterly Mira mode activateddd…!」
「Don’t ruin the mood now.」
Fricca’s breath became ragged as she watched the two, but Emera held her back skillfully.
「This is usually not like Fricca but sometimes Mira gives off some really mature vibes.」
「Oh, what’s with that, you lolicon? Are you trying to excuse your own dirty tastes?」
「Huhh? Are you still trying to drag on with that narrative?!」
Zef spoke with eyes too relaxed for his own good, which prompted Asbar to instantly come up with another title for him, the disgrace of which made Zef hang his head down in shame.
「I’d like to know more about this whole thing now.」
「Zef, I thought you liked large breasts?」
Sero and Killick also jumped on the bandwagon, revealing his inclinations without reserve. As a result, Zef’s new shameful title would be known throughout all members of Écarlate Carillon in just a matter of days.
「Well then, I’ll go take Takuto back home now.」
Saying that, Mira stood up together with Takuto, but a voice quickly made her stop.
「Girly, there’s still one type of loot that hasn’t been split yet, what should we do about that?」
Hearing that, Mira remembered that the remains of the devil were still left without being split. Though those were materials that she did not need, so she could just say that she did not have to receive anything, but then everyone would try to stop her and get her to take something.
「Then, I’ll first see Takuto off and return after that.」
「In that case, I can take him.」
As soon as Mira mentioned that, Sero stood up from his seat. Having heard about the distribution of the devil’s remains, he offered to take Takuto so Mira could stay.
「Err, but still.」
When everything started, she had promised she would bring him back herself, so she could not let Sero, who was an outsider until a few moments ago, take care of it. But when Mira thought that far, Killick also stood up.
「I’ll also go. I don’t know how much worth it will be, but I hope my help can repay my debt at least by a bit. Not to mention that if I’m together with our leader, we’ll be completely safe.」
That did guarantee Takuto’s safety, but Mira was still hesitant…
「But Mira, if you go, then you might get confused for someone else and guided by the police back here.」
Emera was just trying to tease her a bit, but that brought Mira’s memories back, which made her hang her head down low and give them her permission.
「Big Sis Mira, Big Sis Emera, Uncle Asbar, Big Sis Fricca, and Big bro Zef, thank you very much. There isn’t much more I can do now, but I promise I’ll return the favor in the future.」
Takuto stood up, then began bowing to each and every one of them. He would never forget this day, and it would mark the beginning of his life towards becoming a splendid adventurer like those he was seeing that moment, he swore so in his heart.
After his long goodbye, he lifted his face, which now looked a little bit more mature, with signs of gratitude and a strong will in it.
「See you around Takuto.」
「If you want to be an adventurer, I’ll teach you a bunch of things next time we meet.」
「If you decide to be a magician, I might be able to teach you a few things as well. Feel free to come and ask anything anytime you want.」
Emera and the others walked closer to Takuto and took turns patting his head. That made his face return to a more childish one for a moment, a smile appropriate for his age spreading on his lips.
「And well… tell your grandfather that your parents are alive, I’m sure that’ll make him happier. Also, you have been deemed apt for three paths as a spellcaster. I can’t say much myself, but you have talent. If you decide to pursue any of them, you can visit the tower. You’re always welcome there but don’t forget to talk about it with your grandfather first.」
With those last words, Mira patted his head as well, he replied with his biggest smile and replied with 「Yes!」. For Takuto, everything had been thanks to that single girl. Mira sometimes did not listen to reason and acted rashly that made Emera get anxious so she brought her companions, and at some point, he was surrounded by such amazing people. So with his heart filled to the brim with gratitude and happiness, Takuto left that place.
Leaving Mira behind, Takuto left while accompanied by that man shrouded in darkness like the night who also had received a large present earlier, as well as the leader of the well-known guild Écarlate Carillon until he was home.
Once they had explained everything to his grandfather, Sero and Killick headed back towards the Spring Snow inn, when an angry scream like that of thunder resounded behind them.
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「Mira-chan! Not only Takuto, but also welcome me!」
Immediately following Takuto’s return, Fricca just moments ago heard Mira’s unbelievable words, clinging to them. That is to say, the welcoming reception mentioned upon visiting the tower.
Not only just Alkite Kingdoms, but the Nine Towers are also the greatest magic research organizations in the continent. Having a little prestige isn’t enough to gain entrance.
Even first class adventurers would be laughed at in such a place. Those that are beyond the best that spend their time researching day and night, an eccentric person’s home. That is the Silver Tower.
In Mira’s case, being the apprentice of Dunbalf the person of the highest ranking, it’s clear that the requirement to enter the tower is defeating a demon. Although it couldn’t be determined by Fricca, Mira who had mentioned being welcomed could be said to already be influential in the tower. And not to mention, the Silver Tower, Fricca being a magician, that place could be considered a sacred ground.
「Mira-chan, at most just show me a little p-l-e-a-s-e-!」
Unlike Fricca’s usual eyes stained with sexual desire chasing after Mira, they were filled with a magicians curiosity and envy as if they were hidden away.
「What! what!, I understand that’s why let go!」
Fricca right now, was like a beast pouching on its prey. Right now as if catching prey, they were filled with vigor not letting go. Although Mira had not been touched, she felt a deep attachment that permeated about, which was acknowledged as something inescapable.
「I love you Mira！」
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Emera intercepting the conversation had assumed that Fricca had gotten excited over receiving permission from Mira and was flying about. This talk along with Takuto had settled down.
Settling down Mira and the others ended the party, to gather in Zef’s room on the second floor of Spring Snow.
「Now, time for the second material distribution.」
Zef, from his item window, began to drag the demon materials one by one onto the top of the table. Two curved horns, eight nails emitting a black luster, jet-black skin, and two wings. Everything gave off a sinister feeling, Emera felt as if they were cursed. However, Fricca who was quiet seemed to understand, that all of it was just in ones imagination.
「However seeing it again like this…… how to say, it’s pretty amazing.」
「Yes that’s right. Even the magic inside the finger nails are considerable. From the appearance both the power and flame are hidden, if you make a magic weapon with this, a very powerful weapon could be made.」
Asbel lets out a sigh as he stares at the demon’s materials. Fricca picks up one of the nails and fixedly stares at it straining her eyes. Emera who was watching the surroundings quickly reacted to Fricca’s words.
「Magic fire sword……！」
Emera with an unhealthy obsession towards swords, blew off the negative feelings from earlier, and looked at the demon nails scattered on the table with shining eyes.
「Now then, First of all the distribution of these…… Mira-chan, is it really ok to take these? Because of the role we played it’s hard to find reason.」
「……that is so」
How many times would the question need to be asked to be understood. Emera who had soared with excitement, was brought back to reality by Zef’s words. The demon wasn’t something they could beat. Contrary to that, if it was just Mira, it would have become a cold corpse, buried secretly in the underground graveyard.
「Repetitive. If it is to become a matter of concern, you should keep in mind the request I asked for a while ago. The information I want isn’t something trivial. Presently, I do not have anything better」
At Mira’s words, Zef and Asbel look at each other, and shrug. From the very beginning, because of that, Fricca took notes alongside Cyril when Mira displayed the date.
「Leave it to me！」
The fire in Emera’s eyes once again light up.
「Well, anyways. jou-chan, take something you like from this. We’ll divide the remainder」
「……fumu, I understand」
As Mira answers, she glances over the table. Demon Skin, appropriate for processing into equipment in the armor system .Although there aren’t equipment restrictions, it would have an adverse effect if the user had low strength and stamina. Now that this has become a reality, it could possibly be more remarkable. Mira judged that the two stat’s did not make a difference for the demon skin. Although it could be processed into material for reinforcing robes, Mira who was concerned visually, had never worn such a robe. It wasn’t possible to say with the current clothes.
Demon’s finger nails, it had extraordinary compatibility with magic tool and magic equipment making. Wings, they are often used as reinforcement for magic tools and armor. However, there was something that was more compatible with Mira than everything else. Demon horns.
「Then, I shall take this fellow.」
Saying so, Mira takes both horns.
「Jou-chan, is it fine with just that? There’s no need to be reserved. As for us, anything is a considerable reward.」
To have chosen just two horns, Asbel asked Mira after she had retracted her hand. Asbel uttered, that materials of the demons thought to have gone extinct, was traded at a high price. Ancient battlefield like historic ruins, geological formation etc, because the materials of an old demon was rarely excavated. Regarding that now, since the demon materials were still fresh, the value would become much higher.
「I’m satisfied with this. The others are likely too much to handle」
Of course the horns Mira took was still considerable, above all else it was excellent for Mira’s refining skill.
「Well, If Mira-chan says so. Then, shall we divide the rest?」
Zef who judged that Mira no longer needed anything else, turned his sight towards the table saying so. At the same time, an outstretched hand on the table, had drawn back gripping the demon’s fingernails.
Zef, Asbel, and Fricca turned a cold glace towards Ecarlatte Carillon’s sub leader Emera. From around the time the magic fire sword was mentioned, the demon’s finger nail was aimed at out of eagerness. Like a dog that had been told to『wait』.
「Eh…… because everything is fine, right?」
In the case of swords, Emera became blinded changing completely from the usually reliable onee-chan.
As a result, Emera obtained six fingernails, Asbel took the skin, Fricca the wings, and Zef ended the distribution with the remaining two fingernails and some skin.
「Now then, shall we return? It was quite fun.」
Mira saying so while watching the time, as Emera’s group bows towards Mira. Mira surprised by the sudden actions, chose to not say anything and waited.
「We’re alive thanks to Mira-chan. Again I give you my thanks. Thank you.」
Emera let out a shockingly warm smile.
「Thanks, jou-chan. not only this life, but even to receive such things」
「Thank you very much, Mira-chan. Someday this favor will be returned. Tell me your contact information if possible……」
「Me too, because of you I was able to give it up in various ways. Thanks」
As Fricca was blocked by Emera halfway through, Zef in no time at all had taken the back.
Mira was once again directed towards the words of gratitude, with eyes swimming around embarrassingly.
「What? That’s not something to be thanked for.」
Saying so while looking away. However her cheeks were dyed red while smiling, altogether it wasn’t bad.
Of course, the figure of Fricca not being able to endure, pulled down the curtains leading to a series of certain events.
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