The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

viding a big sum of money? Besides, I’ve got training after helping out at the tea shop.”

I could buy something for her since I’ve got some pocket money.
Still, for Rebecca to consider things modestly…it might snow tomorrow.
Or rather, it looks like it’s going to really snow since we’re in winter now.

While thinking about such stuff, “…Certainly, training is important.
Someone, who’s going to survive the time after the collapse of civilization as legendary Blue Flame God fist user, must go through harsh training regimens.” I crack a joke.

However, with the effects of her blood as Lucival and as High Elf, her physical abilities have definitely risen steeply.

“Legendary?” Yui asks seriously, apparently not taking it as a joke.

“I’ve apparently inherited the blood of the Blue Flame God, but I’m no one so outrageous.
However, if it comes to blue flame fists――” Rebecca exhibits her Kulbul Boxing Style stances while speaking with a smile.

She thrusts out a fist in front while it’s clad in blue flames like an aura.
The blue flames are swaying beautifully.

“That fist is cool.”

“Thanks, Eva.
But you see…actually, Kul―― bul―― doesn’t teach anything besides these thrusting techniques.
That’s why I won’t be able to fight as skilfully as all of you or anything.”

“I can promise you that you’ve got stronger compared to before.
I’ll also try to form a fist with my violet mana――”

After touching Rebecca’s blue flame fist all over, Eva releases her mana from her whole body.
In front of our eyes, she creates a weird, swaying, violet fist as if shaping clay with her violet mana.
But, the flames not having burned Eva even after she touched Rebecca’s burning fist means that Rebecca can have the flames discern between friend and foe?

As I’m pondering about that, Rebecca extends her white hand towards Eva’s violet fist after erasing her blue flames.

“――This fist-like lump is big, but it doesn’t seem to be more than a cluster of mana.”

The mana fist created by Eva ultimately just looks like a fist, huh? Rebecca’s finger sinks into the violet mana.
Looking closely, Eva’s fist creation…might be somewhat indecent.

“Unavoidable.
It’s too difficult to materialize it physically like Shuuya’s crooked mana hand.” Eva sticks out her tongue as she has apparently read my mind, and smiles.

“Naturally.
I mean, I’ve acquired only after going through many hardships.”

“That mysterious mana hand sure is handy.”

“Master occasionally uses it during combat.
I think it’s a magnificent skill with a wide range of possible applications.”

“He got the skill cause he’s way too amazing with his Magic Combat Style and mana manipulation, right? Even my blue flames can’t pull off something so skillful.”

“Since there are people around who can and who can’t even use Magic Combat Style, we now belong to a terrifying combat race, don’t we?”

“Nn, I had some confidence in my mana manipulation, but after watching Shuuya I learned that there’s always someone above you.” Eva agrees with Yui’s comment.

Thereupon, her violet mana wraps itself around my body.

“…Eva, I’m being enveloped by your mana…”

“Sorry, it’s because I thought about you.”

“Shuuya’s hair is standing on end.” Rebecca points at my hair with her index finger.
“Let me fix it for you.”

With a broad grin, she tidies up my hair through Eva’s mana by combing her fingers through it.

“Fufu, you weirdo.
Anyway, I wanna keep chatting with you, but it’d sadden Betty-san if I didn’t come as promised.”

“Nn, take care.”

“Farewell, Blue Flame successor.”

“See you.”

“See you again.”

“Yep, see you later, princess.”

After flashing a smile at everyone, Rebecca swiftly whirls around, and starts running like the wind.
Her golden hair flutters in her wake.

“I won’t come to the second part either.
I have to help out with the preparations over at Dee’s place.”

“Sure.”

“Nn.”

Eva proceeds through the courtyard in her magic wheelchair after showing me her angelic smile.

“Princess, please come with us.
We’ll show you around.”

“Okay.”

Yui silently takes Nereis’Kary’s hand while pushing Eva’s wheelchair.

“Let’s drink some black tea, too.”

“Nn, will prepare treasured sweets.
I’m sure you’ll like them as well, Princess.”

“Are those possibly Rebecca’s treasures?”

“Nn, secret from Rebecca.”

“Oki.”

Such a confidential talk about sweets develops between Yui and Eva.
They go up to the terrace while climbing the barrier-free slope.
The princess is accepting it with a smile, but she looks a bit dumbstruck.

Now then, I’m going to talk with the Azure Hundred Demon who’s next to Viine.

While staring at his mysterious face thinking that he looks kinda sullen, “Okay, first off, I haven’t heard your name yet, so could you please tell me.”

“Mine name is Ajul Tzuytzukunk Milinomimuri, master.”

Tzuytzukunk…I want to change it to zuck-zuck-zuiin.
But one thing I can say for certain: that name has to be unique in this world.

“…It’s shorter than Bia’s name, but it’s still a tongue-twister.”

“I don’t mind you calling me as you please.”

Let’s go with something simple here.

“Then I’ll call you Ajul from now on.”

“Understood.
I’m Ajul.”

“Ajul, I’ve heard you can use a sword, but please tell me what skills you’ve learned.”

Ajul’s strange lips move while the eyeballs on the rink squirm in all directions.

“I can use , , , , , , , , , , , , , and .
My combat occupation is .”

Going by the skill names, he appears to be strong.
I can immediately put him to use.

“If I give you a sword, are you going to cherish it?”

“Of course.
And I shall loyally carry out your orders, master.”

“In that case…”

I take the Mad Sword of Lanwen out of my item box.
I planned to use it at some point… This curved magic sword with its sickening blade pattern was used by Kreuz in the past.

“Take this.
The creator is the Spirit World’s Eight Wise Master Lanwen.
It’s one of the 68 swords forged by Lanwen.
It used to be Mad Spirit Knight Hazan’s favorite during the Spirit World’s Great War.
Legends say that he used it to slay a part of the Spirit World Dukes.
An acquaintance, an excellent appraiser, told me all of this.
Also, it seems possible to acquire said to have been created by Hazan.”

I hold out the Mad Sword of Lanwen, but Ajul’s four arms don’t move.
His eyeballs move around, showing his panic.

“…Master, you’re going to give this to me?”

“No need to hold back.
By the way, I’m a spear user――”

After stabbing Lanwen’s sword into the courtyard’s ground, I show him what I mean by summoning Baldok and Ganghis into my right and left hand.
I nimbly use my fingers as if performing pen trick arts, continuing to rotate Baldok and Ganghis in my hands.
Then I move the two spears from my fingers to the back of my hands.
While gazing at my arms’ skin, I shift arms and spear to my back, making both spears cross, as if playing around.

At that point, “Your Excellency～ Are you going to train～?”

Helme yells while releasing water from both hands.
She has apparently seen me wielding my spears.

I stop, “――No, so feel free to keep pouring water on Rollo and the others.”

“Okay～”

While answering Helme’s reply with a smile, I shift my eyes back from her, who’s happily scattering her water, to Ajul.

“If you believe the item’s value to be too high, don’t worry―― If you absolutely don’t want it, we can head over to a blacksmith friend of mine, and look for suitable weapons for you, but what is it going to be?”

“…I shall accept master’s feelings.
Please allow me to make use of this while treasuring it.”

At that moment, I make Baldok and Ganghis, which I’ve been smoothly and flexibly moving with my self-taught style…derived from the Wind Spear Style, disappear.
Ajul is surprised when sees how my weapons vanish from both my hands in an instant.

Maybe because he’s surprised, or because of some habit, his eyeballs rotate sideways…it looks funny.
Even while surprised, he nods his ring head with its somewhat long neck, slowly approaches the green magic sword stabbed into the ground, grabs its long leather-bound hilt, and lifts it up.
His eyeballs squirm as he checks the blade of Lanwen’s sword.
He’s overwhelmed as he seems to keep staring at one spot of the magic sword.

Even his gene expression might be completely different.
Seeing him like that, makes me actually feel the diversity of life surpassing any structural evolution theory, insect framework, and epigenetic structures.

Once again I stare at the round hole in the middle of his ring head.
…Truly amazing.

While looking at Ajul with eyes full of respect, “…Ajul, I’m an adventurer, so I might take you with me to the labyrinth, to training sessions, and all kinds of adventures.
However, for the time being I’ll have you guard this mansion.”

“Leave the guarding to me.
I’ve had experience working as a gatekeeper.”

Seemingly full of confidence, he flashes his large biceps by showing off the upper arm of one of his arms while placing another arm on his chest.

“Is that so? I’m looking forward to your performance then.
Also, I think you’ve understood after coming to this mansion, but since you’re going to live here together with my servants, Popobumu, and the magically created cats, you’ll help them out with shopping while escorting them at the same time.”

“Understood.”

“Okay, I’m going to create your room now.”

“…Now?”

“Yes.”

While focusing on , I invest some mana, causing trees to manifest from my hands.
The trees grow all the way next to the front gate.
While thinking of the interior of a hut, I create it with the trees.
It’s bigger than Balmint’s home – one room with a bed, a table and a chair.

“You surprise me, master…”

“I’ll have the servants take care of your meals.
Ajul, please patrol outside the grounds, too.”

“――My great lord, please entrust it to me.”

Seemingly deeply moved by the quick creation of his hut, Ajul genuflects, bowing his ring head.

“Ajul, you don’t need to use such formality with me.”

“You are a lord worthy of honest admiration.
You can also become the boss of the Hundred Demons.”

“What’s that about? Anyway, get up now.”

Ajul stands up.

“So, you seem to be called Azure Hundred Demon, but why?”

Ajul’s eyeballs all focus on me.

“Azure Island Jelganlard.
It’s the generic name of the island where a hundred demons live.”

Island.
I imagine the southern sea befitting his blue scales, but…

“An island, huh? Why have you become a slave?”

“After leaving the island, I arrived at the Maritime City Leedbaqua.
From there, I wandered to Socteria and Sesdolzen.
Since I was asked to guard a caravan heading for an ancient labyrinth ruin said to be related to the Roshmale Ruins, I agreed.
But, we encountered ethereal monsters called shapsi.
Everyone except for me was possessed by those ethereal monsters, and as a result of me being too late in responding as I didn’t know how to deal with it…everyone died.
Then I was blamed by a knight order for being the one responsible for their deaths.”

“What an awfully wrong accusation.”

“I thought so as well.
I slaughtered many of the knight order’s humans, but as I was outnumbered, I got arrested, and became a slave afterwards.”

Outnumbered…so that’s the reason why he was turned into a slave.
Just having stayed alive might already be called a miracle.

“I fully understand.
Please work as our protector from now on, Ajul.”

“Understood.
Let me thank you, master.
It might be sudden, but I shall patrol the area right away.
Please give me permission.”

“You’re very eager about your work.
But sure, go for it.”

Ajul gentlemanly lowers his head towards Viine.
Then he lifts his head, stares at his new home with his many eyeballs, and after gazing at the servants, Helme, and Rollo’s corps frolicking around, walks towards the gate.

I face Viine, “Let’s go to the main building.
Time to spend some relaxed moments with the princess and everyone else, I’d say.”

“Yes, I shall stay next to you.”

Tomorrow evening starts the Underground Auction’s second part.
I’m excited to see what items are going to be exhibited, besides my aim, the Score of the Demon King.
There’s also my rendezvous with Lezalaysa after the auction.
Given that I plan to leave the princess here, I mustn’t forget to assign the Blood Beast Corps as her guards.