𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟕: 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥
The next day, everyone gathers in front of the school gate.
I’m dressed as I would be when I go hunting, in a navy blue coat with a hood.
I don’t wear a hat, of course.
I left the loli and Kukkoro-san at the dorm because they’re on vacation.
Robin isn’t coming.
That guy. Did he run away? Don’t think you can escape from me.
“It’s time. Everyone’s here, except for Robin.”
Feruppo is in casual clothes with a dagger at his waist.
No matter how you look at it, he looks like a nobleman’s son going on a long horse ride.
“What should we do?”
John Volde, the younger and taller of the Milk Type Brothers.
His commoner’s costume is perfect, but with the sword at his waist and his physique, he looks like a knight on vacation.
“Well, it’s fine. I need to exchange some goods for money at the weapon shop, I’m running low on funds. Let’s raid Robin’s house later.”
“Do you know where he lives?”
Alex tilts his head.
“Yes, I squeezed it out of one of Robin’s friends in advance, just in case something like this happened.”
“Otto, you. . .”
Marco is rubbing his temples.
“I bowed my head and he willingly talked.”
It’s not a lie.
I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and lifted him higher than me. It’s relatively lowering.
“Alright, then! To the weapon shop!!”
Carl Burgel, the older and smaller of the Milk Type Brothers, says in a lively voice.
“I want a practical knife.”
“I want a sword that’s more solid than the mass-produced one I got from my old man.”
John Volde, the younger and taller of the Milk Type Brothers, has his hand on the rapier hanging at his waist.
John, your sword is mass-produced, but it’s not bad. Anything better will surely be expensive.
“Yes, the shop we’re going to is a weapon shop for adventurers, so they only have rugged ones. Robin knows the shop for nobles.”
“I want a magic scroll.”
Feruppo looks happy.
“Feruppo. Magic scrolls are expensive.”
“It’s okay, Nii-san, I’ve been saving up for this.”
“Yes, in that case, we need to ask Robin. I only know the general location of the magic shop that sells scrolls.”
I see, Feruppo wants a magic scroll. . .
I need to test if the copied one works. . .
“Catch Robin. . . no, before that, Feruppo. I need your help with something.”
“What is it, Otto? I’ll help.”
Alright!! I got him!!
“Read this.”
I hand Feruppo a rolled-up piece of sheet from my magic storage.
“Let’s see.”
Bosh!!
The piece of cloth that Feruppo spread out burns up and disappears.
Good! It worked!!
Everyone is surprised.
“Hey!! Is Feruppo okay!! Otto! What did you do!!”
Marco is angry.
“How about it, Feruppo? It’s a storage magic scroll, did you remember it?”
“Eh? What is this? Storage magic??”
I ask the confused Feruppo.
“Yes, that’s right. Try storing your dagger as a test.”
Feruppo puts his left hand on the dagger at his waist. The dagger disappears.
“How about it, you have the dagger in your head, right? Try taking it out.”
“Ah, it came out.”
This time, a sword appears in his right hand.
It seems to be activating without any problems.
“Ah, sorry, sorry. I made a storage magic scroll and wanted to test if it worked properly. Once a scroll is activated, the same scroll won’t activate again.”
“Hey! Otto! Don’t test magic on my brother.”
Marco protests.
“Sorry, Marco. Do you want a storage magic scroll too, Marco? It’s convenient.”
I take out a cloth scroll for each person.
The more experiments, the better.
“Uh, is this really okay?”
“It’s fine. There’s a difference in the amount of magic power, but we can easily store a carriage’s worth. I’ve done a lot of experiments with the slaves at home.”
“Otto. . .”
“I take good care of my slaves and subjects. . .”
“My grandfather used to say, ‘Just because you’re a noble doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want!’ I understand what he meant now.”
“Can you really learn magic with this?”
“What is this? It’s interesting.”
Feruppo is playing with the sword, taking it out and putting it away.
“Hey, that’s a harsh way to put it. Do you need storage magic or not? And, Feruppo. That consumes magic power, so do your experiments when it’s safe.”
“I’ll take it.”
“I need it.”
“It looks interesting.”
“Is it really okay? My brother too.”
“Ah, it’s okay. It looks shabby, but it’s a real storage magic scroll.”
Take it with trepidation.
Flames rise in everyone’s hands.
“I see. So this is how Otto always did it.”
“Ah, storage magic is convenient, but it often causes unexpected trouble, so don’t show it off too much. You also need to make it look like you’re taking it out of your pocket.”
“Hmm, is that so. . .”
“But, it’s convenient. . .”
“Yes, Carl, it’s convenient. It’s equivalent to a whole carriage. It’s a whole week’s worth of food for a squad. There’s nothing more convenient for going to war.”
“That’s amazing.”
“Hey, hey, it’s incredible. A squad can go a week without resupply.”
John raises his voice in surprise.
The Japanese army’s standard equipment plus forty kilos with twenty days’ worth of food (water is procured locally), so this is about right.
“You can’t store water and such unless it’s in barrels or containers. Think about how to use it yourself. This simple magic can be very different depending on how you use it.”
“How to use it. . .”
“That’s right, I carry a water bottle and food with me. Well, don’t use it for bad things. Like stealing from stores, well, there should be some kind of countermeasure in place. You’ll be found out right away.”
“Is that so?”
“It must be. It’s so widespread.”
“No, scrolls aren’t something you can buy easily.”
“Well, it’s fine. Nobles shouldn’t do anything embarrassing. Magic should not be used for embarrassing things. But it’s okay to use it in a clever way.”
I quote the words of my home tutor, Meyer-sensei.
“In Otto’s case, it’s more like. . . it’s too out of the box.”
That’s harsh, Alex.
“Alright, let’s get going. Let’s head to the weapon shop first.”
🔹𝘈𝘸e𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮 ― 𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 “𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴” 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥v𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴🔹
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