Ray's figure was in the streets of the imperial capital in the clear autumn sun.
　The shop that sells magic items that I heard from the most before couldn't buy anything, so this time I was walking around the city with a walk around the city.
　I was also interested in the games being played in the stadium, but it was the result of Elk's advice that focusing too much on just one thing would not make me look for the answer. 　
　Otherwise, I would probably have watched other games in the arena or put myself in training to become stronger.
　However, you cannot use the place you have used for training several times now.
　The reason is that he has been attacked twice by assassins, but the main reason is probably the second.

(It hurt me to be found by the guard, didn't it? In the end, they gave me very little information about moonlit bows, and I couldn't use that place as a training place because I had to investigate many things.)

　Think that far, and then shake your head slightly, understanding that your thoughts are at war again.
　Ray also understands. Focus on one thing… No, if you do it too much, you'll narrow your field of view and make a poor mistake.
　Because I understand that, I follow Elk's advice and take a walk around the city.
　...there are a lot of misconceptions in the search for practical magic items, including combat...but he doesn't seem to have noticed at all.

"There are quite a few people,"

　a muttering ray of people walking around the city
　Indeed, the number of people is much smaller than when Ray came to the imperial capital. That would be obvious, as there is no such thing as being stuck in a crowd. 　
　However, the number of people was still higher than that of ordinary guillem.
　It's only natural that people are gathered from all over the Westian Empire.

(As expected, I'm glad I didn't bring Seto.) ...I felt sorry for you.)

　If I had walked around the city with Seto, I'm sure I'd have caused extra trouble.
　I don't know if it was for fear of Seto, the Gryphon, or for Ray... or something else altogether.

"But for the time being... well,"

　mutter, turn your eyes to a nearby stall, and stop.
　The smell of fresh, savory bread stimulated hunger, and the vermicelli self-asserts.

"Come on, come on," A priest... No, is it a daughter? Well, I don' Which one?"

　Order a sandwich full of cheese and fangboa baked meat and leafy vegetables from the owner who momentarily hesitated whether Ray was a man or a woman in a Dragon Robe hood.
　Instead of eating as a snack, it bites into the sandwich, which is large enough to satisfy you as a proper meal.
　The distinctive acidity of black bread is felt first, followed by savoryly baked fangboa gravy and rich cheese flavors. Next, the crisp texture of the leafy vegetables wipes out the rich taste of fan bores and cheese.

"... It's delicious."
"That's true, isn't it? We've been in business in this imperial capital for many years. But you don't have to go to the competition?"

　Ray thought for a moment that the owner's words had recognized him, but the owner didn't seem particularly strange.
　Therefore, he breathes a sigh of relief and relief, thinking that he probably identified himself as the one who came to see the competition.

"I don't have a game to play for today. ...but I'd like to ask you a question, do you know any store that sells magic items?"
"Magic item?" Oh, what? Are you an adventurer? ...but it's a magic item. People gather in the imperial capital at this time of year. Merchants gather for that purpose, so there are many people who buy magic items. You know, the circulation of magic items in the imperial capital has suddenly increased in the last few years or so, haven't you?"
"... I see,"

　To be precise, it is correct that the number of magic items has increased as a result of the development of alchemy, but the shopkeeper continues to talk vaguely, whether he knows or not.

"But, yes. I don't know if they're still in stock, but there's a store that sells magic items a little further down the aisle at the third corner. However, it's a shop run by many difficult old men, so if you don't like it, they won't sell it. Well, that's why it's not sold out yet at this time of year."
"Oh, ... thank you for your information. and give me five more of the same sandwiches as this."

　They bought sandwiches not only for information, but also purely because they were delicious, and put them in a mistling before Ray headed to the shop where he had been taught.





"Here... it looks like an ordinary restaurant."

　I followed the street stall owner's instructions and found a shop there.
　The store's construction is quite common, and it doesn't look like a difficult person doing it.

(It is quite possible that the shop's construction is not related to the merchant's character.)

　In fact, it's rare for people to break through the door and fly in as soon as they try to open the door as the store introduced them to Most last time.
　With that in mind, he opens the door and walks into the shop.

"Yes,"

　an involuntary muttering ray
　It was because it was cool in the store.
　They were selling magic items, and the air-conditioned magic items Ray had benefited from at the inn many times before were running in the store.
　It's natural to assume that it's a store selling magic items, but Ray is still surprised because he's rarely seen it being used before.
　At the same time, if you look around, it seems like a bunch of junk.
　For a moment, Ray thought all this was a magic item, but soon he realized it was just a tool of no value or a well-made imitation.

"...Who is it?"

　I look to the voices that come from the pile of imitations in the back of the shop.
　Then an old man, bald but not bent at all, appears with a brisk movement.
　He has a cane in his hand, but his walking speed and posture are not something that he can walk without.

(Probably some kind of magic item)

　Ray opens his mouth to the old man when he determines that it is not a magic engine, but a magic item with some special effects.

"I heard from the owner of the street stall who was selling sandwiches here that they were selling magic items... I'd like you to show me a little bit."

　The old man glances at Ray... but the next moment he opens his eyes wide.

"My lord, that robe is..."

　Ray is a little surprised at what the old man said.
　When I went to a store selling magic items before, I was caught in a dragon lobe. But I never expected to see it through here in the same way.

(The effect of the cover-up will not fade?)

　It's no use doubting it, though you don't think so.
　After careful observation of the dragon lobe, the old man breathes out and then opens his mouth.

"Lord, what do you want at 儂's, even though you have so many magic items? There are only magic items here that are not as good as the robe you are wearing."
"I know. It's true that this dragon lobe is special in many ways. However, I have a hobby of collecting practical magic items. That's why I came here..."

　The words that Ray uttered...the old man opens his eyes slightly, especially at the practicality.
　This old man belongs to a family that has been running a magic shop in the imperial capital since his grandfather or great-grandfather.
　In the last decade or so, however, alchemy has developed rapidly in the imperial capital, resulting in the proliferation of magic items in recent years.
　Of course it's all right. I'm not the only one who thinks I have to sell magic items.
　However, as a result of the development of alchemy, more and more people are treating magic items like works of art, which were not very interesting for old people. It's safe to say that it's contrary to our principles.Therefore, he rarely sold magic items to aristocrats, and it was said that he had an eccentric personality.
　Ray appeared in front of such an old man, wanting practical magic items.
　In this case, it's safe to say that the old man and Ray's tastes have matched beautifully.

"…I see. Wait a minute! I'll show you some interesting magic items that I got a little while ago."

　an old man who tells him so and walks away into the back of the shop
　Ray looks back in anticipation and looks around the store again.

(Although it is a sham, I think they have some high-quality products.)

　For example, Harbard is casually placed near the entrance.
　It may not be a magic item, but it looks more than enough to be seen as a normal weapon. It's too good for an adventurer of that low rank.

(Isn't it better to worry about being stolen if you leave those things untouched?)

　I was thinking like that when the old man came back from the back of the shop. 　
　What you have in your hand is an arrow barrel.
　It's definitely a magic item given the old man's behavior, but it doesn't make much sense to Ray, who doesn't use a bow.
　However, the old man did not notice Ray's behavior... or, perhaps he had intentionally ignored him, put his arrow barrel in his hand on a nearby stand.

"This arrow barrel has the ability to produce arrows using the magic of the user."
"...what?"

　Ray tried to say no to the old man, but the explanation that came out of his mouth was very interesting.
　Therefore, I ask back with an unconscious air.
　The look on Ray's face must have been quite amusing. The old man continued his explanation with a smirk of shame.

In other words, if you have this arrow barrel, you won't run out of arrows, which is the biggest disadvantage in using the bow.'
"If that's true, it's certainly a tremendous magic item. It's a mouthpiece for an archer, isn't it?"
"Yes, but of course you can't use that level of performance without any restrictions. There are also some drawbacks."
"I suppose... or nothing would be possible."

　an arrow barrel that can produce an arrow forever It's a magic item that, depending on how you think, is comparable to Ray's dragon robe.
　But the drawback of the old man's tongue was to prevent him from doing so.

"First of all, magic allows an arrow to be created, but the arrow itself disappears automatically in a few minutes. As long as the arrow is formed by magic, only the person who produced the arrow can use it. and if you make an arrow and give it to someone else, it will disappear in a few seconds."
"...and it's not easy to use or use in many ways."

　The function of being able to produce arrows inexhaustibly is very attractive, but being able to use them only by yourself is fatally inconvenient.
　If it had been possible for another to use an arrow, Ray could still have used it.

"You may not know by looking at it, but I am not using a bow." It is true that this magic item is ideal for those who use bows..."

　After telling her that, she suddenly thought of a magic item like this and opened her mouth.

"Is there any way to magically create anything other than an arrow?"
"Well, what exactly?"
"It's a spear,"
"…Lord, have you been listening to 儂? What was created by magic disappears in a few minutes. But if you make a spear and it's gone in battle, you'll only put yourself in danger."

　What the old man says is quite natural. But it only happens if you are trying to use a spear as a common weapon.

"It's a little strange to say, "Don't worry... but I use my spear as a weapon for throwing."
"...throw a spear? With that little body? No, considering the strength of your master's arms, isn't it?"

　By the words, Ray learns that the old man in front of him understands that he is crimson.
　Perhaps it's because of his rich experience in life that he doesn't show any particular peculiarities.

"Well... I see. I don't know if there are any such magic items, but let's look for them here. I hope you'll come again in a few days."

　It's probably not that there's any hope. But Ray bowed his head in gratitude to the old man who said he would still look for him.

"To some extent, I won't give you any money, so find it if you can."

　When I told him that, he left the shop in a hurry by the old man.