Itâs been two weeks since he began his life in this other world.
As he became accustomed to his new environment, Zeros noticed a particular problem.
He had yet to explore the town that was his new home, and he still had to acquire any of this worldâs currency.
Up till now, heâd spent his days working as Selestinaâs tutor, tending to the on-site garden, reading books in the library to amass knowledge, and occasionally cross blades with the knights.
How could he live in this world without knowing how its people lived?
As if heâd obtained some form of enlightenment, Zerosâ decided to visit the town immediately.
He strapped his twin swords to his waist and put on his gray robe.
While the hood easily hid his unkempt hair, it only emphasized his unshaven stubble.
Honestly, he appeared to be a suspicious person, and it would do him a lot of good to clean up⊠but decades as a bachelor had left him indifferent to his appearance.
As a matter of fact, a part of him liked his shady atmosphere, so he didnât bother with trivial things such as dressing up?
Something like that was received for special occasions, right?
Such thoughts occupied his mind as he opened the mansionâs door and left.
âWell then, letâs go.â
By the way, Creston was currently visiting the feudal lordâs mansion, and Selestina had gone off on her own after their lesson.
After exchanging a few niceties with the servants, Zeros left through the main gate.
It took him half an hour to reach the city from the archdukeâs mansion.
In addition to the city wall, the steep cliff face behind the city and the dense forest surrounding it had turned the city into an impenetrable fortress.
The area closest to the forest led into the market district, from there you could go to the heart of the residential area and business district where the ordinary people converged.
Since the city was built at the base of a mountain, it used the cliff face as a natural defensive wall, while the man-made canal ensured the town prospered as a trading hub.
The masses of people coming and going allowed the mercenary guilds stationed in the city to thrive and there was no shortage of escort contracts.
After all, the journey outside the city could be dangerous with highwaymen and bandits frequenting the roads and pirates infesting the river.
Beyond the limits of the knight orderâs manpower, there was a system in place for issuing bounties so that mercenaries could hunt down criminals, but, as in every world, the criminal element persisted.
While public order was maintained in the cities, you were on your own once you set foot in a danger zone.
Thatâs why peace felt like a fragile illusion.
âFirst is the magic item shop. Selling a few magic stones get me some money.â
Although he had a map, it was a rough one, and the storeâs location wasnât listed.
Fortunately, efficiency was at the forefront of urban development since the cityâs founding, so its streets were well maintained and easy to navigate.
The problem was that there were no clear paths in-between the buildings and criminals used that fact to drag citizens and merchants into dark alleyways.
âThere are thugs everywjhereâŠâ
The mansionâs servants had told him about the places to avoid to beforehand so Zeros followed their advice.
He wanted to avoid troublesome people in general.
With light steps, he finally approached the magic item shop.
Zeros was filled with a childlike sense of excitement.
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âIsâŠâŠthis the place? This is⊠unexpectedă»ă»ă»ă»ă»ă»â
The shop was located at the edge of the market district and just outside of the industrial district.
It wasnât hard to pick out the shop against itâs less conspicuous neighbors.
âWell, it certainly stands outâŠâ
The shopâs murky black color was in stark contrast with the rest of the neighborhood.
It wouldnât be out of place for a witch to open the dubious shopâs door.
Indeed, being left speechless was the appropriate outcome.
âThe shop owner⊠do they intend to attract customers with those dolls?â
The windows were filled with crucified, female dolls and various skulls.
The eyeless goat head nailed to the shopâs door was excessive and creepy.
It didnât seem like a shop that saw a lot of business.
âââGyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
The doorbell screamed as he walked through the door and entered the shop.
This was a mistake.
âWelcomeâĄâ
A bespectacled young woman in stereotypical witch clothing offered a clumsy salesmanâs welcome.
The inside of the shop was unexpectedly mundane, with magic items arranged in average display cases.
ââŠâŠâŠAre you sane?! Whatâs with those numbers?!â
âAm I sane? I think so.â
The witch clerk began appraising the magic stones the moment I took them out of their leather sack.
Since they examined each stone individually, Zeros passed some time by browsing the shopâs wares, but nothing seemed to be of high quality.
To be honest, making them himself wouldâve been better than buying them.
Although he was considered one of the strongest annihilators in the game, he initially spent his time crafting new magic items.
He also used his appraisal skill on the shopâs items, but they didnât do much beyond restoring health or housing small enchantments.
They were commonplace consumables and creating them wouldnât immediately drain the magic stones of their power.
Although the enchantments werenât everlasting, the semi-permanent magic formations carved into the items were a good substitute, and they slowed natural mana depletion.
Zeros was confident he could make items better than anything the store had to offer.
ââŠâŠDea customer. Where did you steal these magic stones from?â
âItâs rather rude to accuse someone of theft!! I obtained those stones myself!â
False accusations were terrible things.
Although unintentional, Zeros became emotional in the face of the womanâs accusation.
Even his tone was different from usual.
âYouâre lying!! Thereâs no way a grey-robed magician such as yourself could make it out of Fafuran alive. Now, out with it!! Where did you steal them from?â
âTreating me like a thief⊠I heard this was a decent shop, but this place is nothing but a swindlerâs den. This was a legitimate offer. I refuse to do business with this place from now on.â
âHuh? Are you a magician from another country?â
âIâve been an honored guest at the lordâs villa for a week. Perhaps I should leave a report about the unreasonable treatment Iâve received.â
The female clerkâs face paled in the blink of an eye.
âEhâŠ? Are you employed by Creston-sama?â
âYes, we met by chance while traveling, and Iâm now relying on his kindness, what of it?â
âReally?â
âYou can check it out for yourself⊠How will you take responsibility for your actions once you learn the truth?â
âT-That a lie! Thereâs no way he would offer his patronage to such a shady magician like youâŠâ
Her stubbornness in harassing me was admirable.
However, that didnât mean her actions would bear fruit.
âWhy donât you see for yourself? Whatever you do once you learn the truth of this folly is irrelevant to me. Iâve already associated this shop with an unpleasant experience. Â You treated someone at thief based on appearances alone, so you have no one but yourself to blame for the fate that befalls you. Itâs not my problem.â
The clerk began to tremble in response to Zerosâ indifferent threats.
While Zerosâ suspicious appearance was evident, she had no way of directly verifying a connection between him and the former archduke.
However, if there was any truth to his word, it meant that she had just insulted one of the archdukeâs guest.
If this was handled poorly, she could look forward to life imprisonment or execution.
Sheâd been cornered.
âShut up⊠Stop making such a racket while people are working!â
âManager?!â
âKuutie, you⊠are you treating customers like criminals? Stop mixing up your adventure novels with reality.â
A prosti-, no the female manager came out the back of the shop.
The woman wearing a vermilion, cleavage-exposing dress didnât look much like a magician
She was rather voluptuous, and Zeros unintentionally looked away.
âBut, heâs a gray robe? How could someone like him venture into Fafuran and return with so many magic stones?â
âHuh? âŠâŠKuutie, that story⊠is probably true.â
âHuh?!â
âAlthough it is a little bit dirty, that robe is an outrageous item.  Itâs not made from ordinary monster hideâŠâ
âItâs better not to ask about the materials. Your common sense might not hold.â
âI see. Perhaps⊠this is the first time Iâve seen an item crafted from a legendary behemoth.â
There was a noticeable pause.
âEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh?!â
âWhat wrong with it? Itâs just a dirty robe.â
âYes, a course it is. I donât want to die just yetâŠâ
âA wise decision. Â Thereâs nothing more uncomfortable than prying eyes.â
âI couldnât agree more.â
Kuutie was still confused by all of this.
Those who wielded equipment made from behemoths were all heroes whose stories were told in legends.
If the managerâs intuition was correct, then the mage in front of her was wearing such an item.
âIâll purchase these magic stones and even include a bonus for my assistantâs rudeness. Â Â So, do we have a deal?â
âShouldnât the assistantâs rudeness be dealt with first? Having such a rude worker canât be doing the shopâs reputation any good.â
âIâll admit sheâs a constant source of headaches. I canât fix things no matter what I doâŠâ
âWhy arenât you firing her?â
âHow many people do you think would work in a store like this? Even she is a valuable resource.â
âSo youâre aware of itâŠâ
The storeâs exterior seemed to be the result of the managerâs hobby, and Zeros was somewhat pleased that his impression of it had been accurate.
The clerk, Kuutie muttered things likeăThis kind of⊠this kind ofâŠăunder her breath.
They were a strange pair manager and assistant.
âI suppose it fine. Since Creston-san introduced me to this stop, thereâs no reason to boycott it because of a misunderstanding.â
âWeâre truly sorry for her impoliteness. Please wait here while we prepare your moneyâŠâŠ Kuutie, how long are you gonna stand there? Hurry up!!â
Shortly after Kuutie disappeared more into the depths of the building, the sound of someone counting could be heard in the shop.
She mustâve been putting the payment together.
Still, some of his worries about the shopâs credibility lingered.
âThese are high-quality stones. Seeing them has sparked my creativity,â
âThatâs for the best. Although coincidental, thatâs a good outcome.â
âYouâre a magician arenât you? Why donât you have your guild make your items?â
âI can make them myself, but Iâm currently freeloading at the moment. If I get a house with a nice yard, I might just devote the rest of my life to creative activities. I want to explore a range of hobbies.â
âIn that case, it seems like Iâve been spared a formidable business rival.â
The manager seemed genuinely relieved, and even her sigh oozed sex appeal.
She seemed to have a more sensual type of magic than other magicians.
âI have the final sum. Here is the payment for your magic stones.â
âWhat did it come out to?â
âOhâŠâŠ 28.7 million gol.â
Somehow, he just became incredibly rich.
âThatâs a bit excessiveâŠâ
âDidnât I tell you? Thereâs a bonus for my clerkâs rudeness⊠Most of the reward comes from the goblin kingâs stone. I never thought Iâd come across such a large magic stone.âĄâ
The managerâs cheeks turned crimson as she seemed mesmerized by the stone.
Zeros felt that he was witnessing something dangerous.
âWell, in that case Iâll excuse myself. If I acquire another stone of similar quality, do you want me to come by again?â
âI begging you. My name is Belladonna, the owner of this establishment. How shall I address a magician such as yourself?â
âYou can call me Zeros. Iâll come by if I feel like it.â
âThank you very muchâŠâŠâ
After Zeros had left the shop, Belladonna heaved a sigh of relief and then glared daggers at Kuutie.
âW-WhatâŠ? ManagerâŠâ
âKuutiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieee!!! What were you thinking, picking a fight with that monster!!â
âTh-thatăăăăăă?!!â
âMy spine froze over when I laid eyes on him! Thatâs the kind of person you should never make an enemy out of. Such overwhelming talentâŠâ
âBut, heâs only wearing a grey robe. Isnât that the lowest class of magician?â
âThatâs only true for this country! As for the rest of the world⊠I thought it was impossible to dye behemoth leather gray. Moreover, he purposely devalued it with dirt to make his deception more believable.â
While Belladonna didnât grasp the full extent of Zeros power, the difference in strength was evident in their enhancement abilities.
Mages didnât necessarily have to be sensitive to magic, but those who were received favorable treatment.
Perhaps it was the ăMagic Perceptionăskill at work. It took everything she had to keep a straight face after seeing the enormous amount of mana placed into Zerosâ enchantments.
She had the impression she could never win against him.
âW-Was it that terrible?â
âHe couldâve killed you with a wave of his hand⊠I donât want to meet him again if possibleâŠâŠâ
âHi-Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii?!â
âItâs too late to get scared now. If this were a battlefield, youâd be a corpse by now.â
Belladonna could practically taste the fear coming off of Kuutie.
âStill⊠where did that old bastard of a duke come across such a monster? âŠâŠMy life has been shortened.â
A curse was hurled at her old acquaintance Creston.
After exploring the marketplace for a bit, Zeros came to the conclusion that prices in this world were low.
You could live off a hundred gold pieces for a month.
The price of food in this world was equivalent to what it was in pre-world war 2 Japan.
Instead, the cost of metal was high, with only iron seeming to be sold at a reasonable price.
Locations with large deposits of rare metal ore tended to be inhabited by monsters, and most people didnât consider it worth the risk to mine those areas.
In order to even break ground at those sites, you needed to hire mercenaries to slay the monsters and serve as constant escorts.
Because of the initial investment and labor costs, metal usually sat on the high end of the price index. In addition to the limited number of mines and their inflated costs, transport prices seemed to be on the rise.
Of course, clay is still needed to make pottery and, while they werenât metallic, the cost of tableware was also going up. Â Thus, wooden tableware was common among regular citizens.
Every country struggled with acquiring raw materials, and the merchant guild seemed to dictate the prices across the board.
While there were countries who possessed their own mines, they complied with the merchantâs guild pricing because they lacked other resources like food or seasonings.
The merchantâs guild was so crucial to the distribution of goods that efforts were taken to ensure that war and theft didnât affect its business.
War was a lucrative venture, but only for a few. Most nobles and merchants were thoroughly opposed to the damage a war caused to cities and trade routes.
Even so, it took time to plan a war, gather the necessary food and weaponry, and reinforce the essential infrastructure.
Of course, since it wasnât possible to win every battle, neighboring nations were locked in a cycle of short wars and periods of fragile peace.
While there werenât any signs of a war flaring up, internal disturbances rocked the continent, and several skirmishes had broken out in multiple nations.
âItâs quite the recession, isnât it? Is this country safe?â
âWeellll? Thereâs trouble with the royal familyâs successionâŠâŠâ
âWhat about the schism between the knights and magicians? I heard the relationship between their higher-ups is terrible.â
Zeros listened in on the conversations around him as he conversed with a stall merchant.
One needed information to decide their own fate, a lack of knowledge led to life and death endeavors.
Being careless got you involved in outrageous situations.
âSo are you gonna buy a skewer or not?â
âWhat type of meat is it? It smells incredible, butâŠâ
âWild Holsteinâ I splurged a little the other day hunting it down.â
âOh⊠I heard it produced high-quality milk, but howâs the meat?â
âIf you can eat murder buffalo, you should have no problem with Holstein,â
Zeroâs bought a skewer and popped a piece in his mouth.
The second he bit down, the savory juices, a perfect blend of seasonings, and tender meat overwhelmed his senses.
âTh-ThisâŠâŠ is the perfect harmony of flavooorrr!!â
He unintentionally praised the delicious meal like he was an entertainer.
âAre you alright? MisterâŠâ
âNo, this is simply deliciousâŠâŠ Iâll take fifty of them.â
âThatâs too much!!!â
One person buying fifty was a bit much.
After that Zeros took a stroll through the city, buying ingredients and spices along the way.
Before he realized it, Zeros had gotten himself lost.
Old housed lined the streets, thugs lingered in every shadow, and people looked up at him with dark expressions.
âA slum? No, I guess youâd call it the old town.â
Even though it was a part of the city, public order in the slums wasnât all that good.
A worrying stench lingered on the people who went past Zeros to speak with people sitting on the ground before those people vanished around a street corner.
While he had a hunch about what was going on, Zeros wasnât in a position to intervene without causing a commotion.
Besides, his map only covered a third of the city, and he had next to no idea where he currently was.
âWhy donât I look into the situation?â
Eventually, he came across an open square with a water fountain at its center.
The water had long since stopped flowing, and only shadows filled the once pristine fountain.
This place as a dark reflection of the rest of the city with dilapidated buildings in every direction.
(Ehă? Two? No, three people?)
His high perception skill suddenly picked up a few people who were following him.
The tail was rather amateurish, but not outright terrible.
If the tails were adults, I probably wouldâve picked up on them before now.
(But stillâŠâŠ children?)
Given the part of the city he was in, the children were obviously vagrants, but he was at a loss on how to deal with them.
Zeros reached into his sack and casually brought it to his mouth.
âGeezer!â
âGeezer⊠at least call me uncleâŠâ
âSame difference, geezer.â
âWell, yeahâŠâŠ but I donât agree with thatâŠâŠ So, what do you want?â
âGive us the meat!â
The brash redhead made that demand without a hint of shame.
While the child couldâve been a girl, the layer of dirt and lack of visible indicators meant it being a boy wasnât out of the question.
The visible skin had a healthy tan to it, and it was easy to see that the child was underweight.
âThis meat? Why?â
âEtch, stingy bastard!â
âNo, I donât mind giving it to a strange child, but I canât help feel sorry for your parents when they learn about you and your friends are extorting people.â
âI donât have any parents. Â Iâm Atai the orphan!â
âAn orphan? Thereâs an orphanage in this place?â
âThere is. The lord funds it with his money.â
So Creston had a hand in managing the orphanage.
In any case, this wasnât the best environment to raise a child in.
As this area continued to deteriorate, it would bring forth the worst kind of criminals.
âUhâŠâŠ How many children are there?â
âIncluding Atai, there are four of us too old to be taken, and the rest are small kids.â
âArenât you small tooâŠâ
âIâm thirteen years old! Iâm already an adult.â
âYouâre kidding?!â
They were young by every standard.
Perhaps their insufficient nutrition had stunted their growth.
Zeros was almost brought to tears when he pictured the lives they mustâve lived here.
âNonetheless, wonât they be angry if you eat here? Arenât there any adults at your orphanage?â
I didnât mind helping, but that wouldnât solve the main problem.
âDo I have to take you to the sister?â
ââŠâŠ Even I can get angry. HmâŠâŠ can you lead me to the orphanage?â
âEhâŠâŠ Why?â
The thirteen-year-old seemed dissatisfied with the request.
However, Zeros had his reasons.
Assuming he gave the skewer to the children it was doubtful that the sister would merely say âAlright.â and accept their story.
Falsely being branded as thieves would leave a scar on the childrenâs hearts.
Sleeping with that on his mind would be hard.
ââŠâŠI can explain things properly if you take me there. Besides, wonât the skewers become useless if you drop the bag?â
âFallen food is still good after three seconds!â
âThatâs right! You worry too much, geezer.â
âDo you think our stomachs are that soft?â
âThe three-second rule?! It exists in this world?!â
The children remained steadfast.
Zeros was beginning to worry about their regular eating habits.
âItâs possible that you could get into a fight before you can eat, itâs better than I come along with you. This part of town seems dangerous.â
âGuys, isnât everyone a good person?â
âYeah, theyâre just a little cold to outsiders.â
âThey sometimes share vegetables.â
âAre you misanthropic, Geezer?â
The children were too energetic.
Perhaps these slums were overflowing with humanity.
The strange looks and glares directed at Zeros were the result of him being an outsider.
âPlease lead me to the orphanage. I have to explain that Iâm willingly providing your meal, right?â
âââYes Sir!!âââ
âWhere did you learnâŠâŠ to speak like thatâŠâ
Children remembered strange words with realizing it.
Zeros started to become worried about having to choose his words carefully when he got married and had his own child.
Well, it wouldnât stop them from picking up strange thingsâŠ
In any case, the children began guiding Zeros to the orphanage.
He was unaware of the long relationship heâd come to form with these childrenâŠâŠ
It turned out that the Solisthea estate was in the same direction as the orphanage.
The castle-like villa and the near-royal status of the manorâs occupants had quite the psychological impact, especially to those lost souls who realized the ease of finding their way out of the old town.
The orphanage itself was located on the edge of the old and new part of town, a slightly inconvenient place to raise children.
To reach the orphanage we had to take a detour through around both areas and pass by a truly dangerous neighborhood.
Slave merchants caught his eyes as he was exploring the city earlier, so it wouldnât be surprising if kidnappers helped proliferate the current system.
It was possible that some people might try selling off orphans who didnât know what was happening.
A prerequisite for falling into slavery was that you where an adult criminal or someone incapable of fitting into the social structure. However, there were exceptions for prostitution and those with specific sexual preferences.
For those exceptions , prices were determined by age and gender, with those trades happening behind closed doors.
After all, orphans were regarded as being useless and were likely to become criminals without proper education.
Educating orphans was a costly venture when you could sell them off as slaves and make an easy profit.
âItâs a tough worldâŠâ
Zeros let out a sign in response to those dark thoughts.
He wasnât all that enthusiastic about the slave trade.
On the contrary, he was firmly against it as a matter of principal.
âGeezer, over there!â
The redhead child pointed to a rundown church.
In front of the church was a group of young men and knights.
âThose guys⊠they came againâŠâŠâ
The childâs face reflected evident discomfort.
âWho are they? They seem to be nobilityâŠâŠâ
âHeâs the lordâs son, a very unpleasant fellowâŠâ
(Serious? Is this another trope? Or did this goddess pull some strings in the background??)
This entire affair reeked of trouble.
Zeros wanted to avoid this situation if possible, but he didnât want to leave the kids alone with these people.
(I just want to live quietlyâŠâŠ)
He sighed once more and prepared to give up on his peaceful life.
It seemed that Zeros was destined to run into trouble on this day.