âAh, before Loren asks his question, may I borrow that for a moment?â
Lapis held out her hand to the spirit, and the spirit, seemingly not understanding what doubt meant, placed the colorless, transparent gem in Lapisâ palm.
While Lapis was examining the gem, Loren decided to ask the spirit for information that he thought might be essential.
âWhen did that brown water start flowing into the lake?â
âA while ago.â
âHow many dark goblins are there?â
âA lot.â
Watching the lake spiritâs face, Loren knew that she was honest. But her answers did not match with that honesty. Even he, who was not familiar with spirits and such, knew that there was a difference in the perception of time and numbers between humans and spirits, but this was no way to get any useful information.
âIs it no good?â
Lapis handed the gem she was examining back to the spirit and asked. Happy that the gem was not taken away but was properly returned to the her, the spirit wrapped the jewel to her chest with care.
âNo good. How about that one?â
âIt seems to be an eye. Iâd like to get this one.â
It was natural for Lapis to say so. If one did not try to forcibly take the gem from the spirit, the only way to obtain it was to carry out her commission and receive it as a reward. And since the other party was a spirit, there was no guarantee that they would be able to meet her on another occasion if they did not manage to get the gem right now.
âThen, first of all, can you explain to Klaus and the others that we will accept the commission?â
âYes. The reward is a single gemstone, so letâs talk to them about getting a cash reward from us in exchange for us taking the gem.â
The amount of cash that the spirit had looted from the belongings of the adventurers came before them was not very large, and could be considered nothing compared to the value of the gem. Therefore, in order to obtain the gem, Lorenâs party would have to pay cash to Klausâ party, and Lapis would have to provide that cash.
Watching Lapis walk toward Klaus, who was still tied up with ropes, to negotiate, Loren spoke to the spirit by his side, who looked puzzled.
âWeâll accept your commission. Do you know where exactly this brown water is coming from?â
âOf course. From the hole at the bottom of the lake.â
The spiritâs answer was, once again, not what Loren had expected.
Certainly, as a spirit living in a lake, all she knew was the lake. It was no surprise that she did not know much about the surrounding areas. But even if she told them that the water was coming from the bottom of the lake, they had to way to investigate a water outlet spewing hot, skin-melting water.
âIf itâs about breathing, thenâŚâ
â<<Water Breathing>>? I canât use it because itâs an intermediate or higher level magicâ
Ange overheard Lorenâs mutterings and said.
Loren remembered that Lapis had used it before, so he thought they could use it this time as well. But then he remembered that it was not good to let Lapis, a priest, cast a spell that should be done by Ange, and held his tongue.
âIf you need protection from water or the hot water, I can handle that.â
The spirit told Loren in a slightly proud tone. Since she was originally a water spirit, and was currently ruling this lake, such magic should be her forte.
âWeâll take this under Lapisâ terms. Including Klaus, of course.â
âWell, itâs quite an expense, but it canât be helped.â
Loren was somewhat curious as to how much cash Lapis had promised to pay Klausâ party for the job, but he did not ask. There was nothing he could do about it, even if he had been told a tremendous amount of money.
âIt seems like she doesnât even know where the black goblins come from.â
âWhat about asking the spirit of a lake about the shore?â
âHave you seen a Dark Elf or a black swordsman?â
The only person that came to mind when he heard of big black goblins was a man named Magna, the black swordsman that he had encountered at the Ancient Dragonâs dwelling before.
âIf itâs a black swordsmanâŚâ
âYou saw him?!â
âRight in front of my eyes.â
As the spirit pointed at him, Lorenâs shoulders slumped in disappointment. It was true that Loren wore a lot of black clothing, and with black hair and eyes, he had to accept that he could be called a black swordsman.
âThereâs nothing useful at allâŚâ
âIt canât be helped. It was wrong to think of getting information from a spirit in the first place. Spirits donât pay much attention to their surroundings.â
Lapis explained to Loren, who lamented that it was a disappointment.
âShe is simply reacting this way because there is something wrong with the lake where she lives. She will probably forget about us as soon as we are done talking to her.â
âIâm not like that. I will thank you properly.â
Offended, the lake spirit objected to Lapis, but it was hard to know how much of what she said could be believed.
âThe reward must be paid in advance. Itâs better than to be told after the job is done that you forgot about it.â
âI understand. But Iâll curse you if you run away.â
Thinking that being cursed was a frightening thing, Loren held out his palm toward the spirit. Surprisingly, the spirit honestly placed the jewel she had just received from Lapis on it.
âWeâll leave tomorrow. The sun is setting and I donât want to make a move.â
âAlright. Then I will guard this place for the night.â
Loren felt a touch of uneasiness when the spirit said âLeave it to meâ, but she did not seem to notice. She turned to Lapis and said.
âIt looked like you were halfway through the bath. Why donât you go back in?â
ââŚNo, thank you. What about you, Loren?â
âIâm good. A wet cloth to wipe myself down is enough for me.â
He was a tiny bit interested in bathing in a natural open-air bath, but he didnât think he could enjoy it when he didnât know what was coming up from the bottom of the lake.
âWhat about you, Gula?â
As he watched the girls begin to reorganize the camp after the talk had come to a conclusion and the spirit keeping watch for them near the shore of the lake, Loren secretly called out to Gula. He had been concerned about the somewhat-disapproving look that she sometimes showed.
Scratching her cheek, Gula looked troubled as she approached Loren, who beckoned to her from a spot only a short distance away from the other members.
âWhat do you mean? Isnât âwhat about youâ too vague?â
âJust that you donât seem too keen on the commission.â
âI guessâŚâ
Gula answered and looked towards the lake. The sun had set and it was completely dark, and the water surface glistened in the light of the fire that was burning in their camp.
âI canât say for sure, but thereâs something familiar and uncomfortable about this area.â
âWe asked you to accompany us, not forcing. You can wait in Karlovy if you want?â
Having a party member return to Karlovy alone was not something normally done, but Gula should at least be able to return by herself, so Loren offered her that choice.
âIsnât it harsh that Iâm the only one left out?â
âBut it wonât be good to force you to come along while you donât want.â
âThatâŚâ
âItâs for your sake as well as ours.â
Loren believed that you couldnât take someone who didnât want to go to a place where you didnât know what was waiting for them. If this was only Gulaâs matter, he could leave it to her personal judgment. But they were working as a party, and Gulaâs acting by herself could put everyone in danger. That was why he had to make sure.
Gula gave a weak smile in response to Lorenâs concern.
âDonât be stupid. Of all the people in this group, I am the only one who can match or exceed Lapis-chanâ power, arenât I? I ainât just a mere human. Thereâs no need to worry for me that much.â
âIs that true?â
âYouâre a pain in the ass, Loren. Worrying too much makes you bald. Instead of worrying about us, shouldnât you be worrying about your own hair?â
Loren couldnât help but put his hand on his head as she told him so. Of course, Lorenâs hair was far from the state Gula described, but he still didnât know what would happen in the future, and he wondered if he would end up like Gula said if he kept worrying too much about everything.
Gula laughed at Lorenâs reaction and poked him with her index finger.
âItâs all right, donât worry. Itâs true that Iâm a little uncomfortable, work is work. Iâll do it properly.â
âIn that case, well, itâs fineâŚâ
Loren was concerned because Gula, who could be described as laid-back, was showing an unusually clear expression of displeasure. But in reconsideration, she seemed fine.
âThen get some rest and be ready for tomorrow. Thatâs all I have to say.â
âRoger. Loren, donât worry about silly things and get some sleep, okay? After all, the spirit said she will guard the camp.â
âHow reliable is that?â
Loren pointed to the spirit watching over their encampment from the edge of the lake beyond the trees, and Gula thought for a moment before replied.
âAt least, in the worst case, we can trust her to wake us up if something happens.â
âI donât know if we can trust that.â
It was a delicate point, but the spirits did not need to sleep, and as Gula had said, she should be able to wake everyone up if something came, so they all went to bed together, leaving the guarding to her.
And the next day, their group crawled out of the tents to find several dead dark goblins that had been shot in the chest or head by something.