𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟗: 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞

“Alright, we’re here! This is Maya Village!”

ㅤ

It was just about a 10-minute walk, led by this guy named Rick.

The Automata had arrived at a human settlement, Maya Village, for the first time in this world.

. . .It was so close.

It’s hardly away from our dungeon.

No wonder we keep getting intruders.

If you enter the forest from this village, it’s almost certain you’ll find our dungeon.

ㅤ

This place is, I guess, our neighbor.

Those dangerous creatures that destroy the mentality of the hikikomori based on rumors.

Alright, let’s crush them.

The operation will take place at night.

ㅤ

“By the way, for you who are directionally challenged, if you walk north from here for half a day, there’s a fairly large city called Bordeaux. 

Use it as a reference.”

“I see.”

ㅤ

That’s good to know.

After crushing the village, I should head to that city.

“Well! We’ve arrived at the village, let’s start the business right away!

Oh, right, do you want to watch too? As a token of my gratitude for your help, I’ll give you something.”

“. . .Then, I’ll watch.”

ㅤ

I’m interested in the products of a different world.

Well, I guess most of them are like what was in the waist pouch of the immortal zombie.

He couldn’t calm down unless he kept various things with him, he had packed a variety of magical tools.

Of course, money too.

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Then, this guy called Rick casually came to a place with a fair amount of traffic and spread a sheet that was on his backpack.

ㅤ

“Alright! Getting ready to open!”

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On top of that, products taken out from the ridiculously large backpack were being lined up.

Swords, medicines, maps, swords, potions, swords, strange rocks, swords, knives. . .

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“You have a lot of weapons.”

“Well, yeah. I came to sell weapons because I heard this village is dangerous. It’s all about supply and demand.”

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. . .He was surprisingly thoughtful.

No, there’s no such thing as a thoughtless merchant.

If there is, that’s a complete idiot.

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While I was appraising all the products one by one, the appraisal result of a strange rock caught my eye.

This item. . .might be a problem.

ㅤ

🔸🔸🔸

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𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞

ㅤ

𝐈𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬.

ㅤ

🔸🔸🔸

🔹𝕬𝖜𝖊𝖇𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘.𝖈𝖔𝖒 ― 𝕴𝖓𝖉𝖚𝖑𝖌𝖊 i𝖓 𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓s𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖓o𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 “𝖉𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖚𝖕𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖘” 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖉𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘🔹

ㅤ

“Oh! You have a good eye, customer! That’s an appraisal stone! It’s a valuable item that’s normally only found in adventurer’s guilds!”

ㅤ

Whether he followed the gaze of the Automata, Rick started explaining eloquently.

This body is an Automata, and if it is appraised, it will naturally display [Automata Lv ――].

In other words, for me, having my status exposed is fatal.

Well, the effect of this appraisal stone is to disclose the user’s status, so I don’t think it’ll be revealed unless I use it myself.

But there may be other types of items that can force people to disclose their status.

I’ll be careful.

ㅤ

Besides, it seems that there is one in the Adventurer’s Guild, so I’ll quit being an adventurer.

I thought there might be something like an adventurer’s guild because there were some adventurer-like guys, and I was thinking it might be a good idea to become an adventurer, following the template of fantasy.

It would be easier to move around if I had an official ID.

ㅤ

But if such an item is in the adventurer’s guild, I’ll reject this idea.

I’m screwed if they ask me to show my status when I register as an adventurer.

A wise man keeps away from danger.

Let’s totally ignore the adventurer’s guild.

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“Ah, um, if you liked it, I’m sorry, but it’s a really valuable item that I just happened to get, so even though you’re my benefactor, I can’t just give it to you for free. . .

I’d appreciate it if you could choose something else.”

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And, while I was fixing Automata’s gaze on the appraisal stone and pondering, Rick or something started saying such a thing, probably misunderstanding something.

I guess I should correct the misunderstanding for now.

ㅤ

“I don’t need it, so it’s okay.”

“I see. So, what will you do?”

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Being told that, I look at the products lined up again.

Most of them are the same as what I have now, or inferior versions of it.

The intruders seemed to have dropped surprisingly high-quality equipment.

There’s nothing in particular that I want here. . .No, this might be good.

ㅤ

I pointed to that product with Automata’s finger.

ㅤ

“This is?”

“Huh? Oh, as you can see, it’s a mask. Being an adventurer is a rough job, and sometimes people get wounds on their faces that can’t be shown to others.

So, this is equipment for those guys.”

ㅤ

Hmm.

In other words, even if there are adventurers wearing masks in town, they won’t be considered suspicious.

Good to know.

ㅤ

“Then, I’ll take this.”

“Huh? You want that. . .Oh, I see. You’re a beauty.

It might be just the right thing to keep away bad bugs.”

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You know it, bad bug.

And so, I got a mask from this Rick.

It’s a white mask with a simple design.

From a chuunibyou (middle-school syndrome) perspective, I’d like to see something with a more elaborate design, but this one is cool, so it’s fine.

ㅤ

I put it on right away.

The gaze of the male passersby had been annoying me for a while.

And then, I moved the place to be shown on the monitor to the front of the Automata and used it as a mirror.

Yeah.

It’s cool.

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“Thanks for your business! Hey, if you want, we can have dinner together after the store closes. . .”

“I’m leaving now.”

“Oh. . .I see. Well then, see you again!

I’ll never forget the debt of having saved my life! Let’s meet somewhere again!”

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And so, I said goodbye to this Rick, walked around the village to get a sense of the terrain, and then had Automata wait at a place that looked like an inn until nightfall.

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At the same time, I continued to prepare the dungeon.

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