The Adventurer Who Lacks Magic Power - Chapter 10
Ignoring the perplexed pair, I continued.
“I consider ‘Magic Power Level’ as the amount of magic power. Both of you have been practicing magic control for three weeks and have experienced magical exhaustion multiple times, I assume. Haven’t you noticed an increase in magic power? Don’t you think the number of times you can use magic has increased?”
They exchanged glances, pondering, and nodded. Siblings indeed.
“In my view, ‘Magic Power Level’ refers to the quality of magic power. ‘Magic Power Quantity’ is literally the amount of magic power needed to cast spells. I practice Stone Lance, shooting targets at 20, 30, 40, and 50 meters. Up to 40 meters, I can shoot effective bullets of the same power, including the closer targets. However, at 50 meters, the power is halved, and the hit rate is also halved. At 60 meters, it’s out of the question. Perhaps both of you can cast spells of the same power up to 70 meters. The number of shots, meaning the number of times you can cast spells, is likely determined by the quantity of magic power. Even if someone with Magic Power Level 100 or 120 can use magic, there may be those who can’t shoot as much. I speculate that someone with Magic Power Level 120 needs three times the quantity of magic power I have for casting the maximum spell. I recommend you find a place where no one can see you and calculate the power and distance. I believe my reasoning is not wrong.”
“I never thought about that. Everything we have is a gift from the Divine Creator.”
“Kaito, did you confirm that?”
“I’m still doing it. While others can shoot 100 meters, I can only reach 40 meters. It’s the result of thinking about how to counter that. I’ve been blessed with spatial storage, and the storage capacity has increased little by little with the increase in magic power. Eventually, I hope to be able to use teleportation magic to some extent. It’s a presumptuous thought, but I think the Creator who gave us magic is testing us. Despite saying to keep it confidential, I recommend not mentioning it elsewhere. If the Church finds out, it might be seen as disrespecting the gods…”
Hyalda-san leaned back on the sofa, complaining while looking at the ceiling.
“I can’t keep up.”
Hearing the muttered voice, Fien-san also slouched on the sofa, seeming exhausted.
“We learned magic from an extraordinary person.”
When leaving the Marquis’s residence, the Viscount asked me to stay at a hotel while in town because he might have personal requests for me in the future. At that time, he handed me a card the size of a business card, serving as identification issued by the Viscount. It granted me free passage within the territory.
If the Viscount had any business with me, I could show the card, and if I asked the officials or stewards, they would contact him unconditionally.
Additionally, when traveling to other territories, the identification issued by the Viscount’s family would serve as a pass, making it convenient.
Dropping a drop of blood on the card, my face appeared in stippling, with my name written below. Both Fien-san and Hyalda-san gave me a leather bag containing 40 gold coins, expressing gratitude and still calling me “Master.” They mentioned that they still had questions and consultations as magic disciples and felt reassured when they knew where I was.
“I still have things I want to inquire about as a magic disciple. It would be reassuring to know where you are when I need advice.”
“That’s right. I want to learn unconventional things besides magic. I’ll come to the hotel when I’m in town.”
“When I buy food and spices, I’ll leave the town, but when I come back, I’ll be at the hotel.”
I was sent to the Egdo Hotel by the Viscount’s carriage. The hotel seemed to cater to wealthy merchants, and the assigned room was a spacious corner room.
The manager was polite, especially considering I was a child staying alone.
Since I had no luggage, after checking the room, I went to the market for shopping. Since gold coins were inconvenient for daily transactions, I went to the Commercial Guild to exchange them.
The fee was 1%, and whether it was expensive or cheap, I couldn’t tell, but gold coins were inconvenient in the market.
I bought salt, sugar, pepper, and a yellowish, spicy powder similar to chili, but spices were expensive. Since I couldn’t handle various ones, I bought only the basic ones.
Next, I searched for tea and tea utensils, but they were not available at the market. It seemed they were only sold in established stores.
There were herbal teas made from dried wild plants, but they weren’t to my liking. It seemed my taste had been spoiled at the Viscount’s place.
I bought stockpiled food while tasting it, and for items I had purchased before and liked, I bought them without tasting.
Feeling like I stood out, I realized that the clothes the Viscount had made for me were too high class. I hurriedly returned to the hotel, changed back to my adventurer attire, and sighed in relief.
I had a slightly late lunch at the hotel, but I was told there was no need to pay. The manager explained that all expenses at the hotel were covered by the Viscount monthly, regardless of whether I was in the room or not. Nobles are truly generous.
With 330 gold coins, I decided to buy magical tools and a bed mattress, among other things.
I first went to an adventurer’s store to see the mattress, but it was disappointing—thin and lacked thickness. Grass mattresses seemed better.
“Hey, you took down 20 Black Wolves alone, right? Impressive skill!”
“Eh, why would you say that?”
“I heard from the adventurers who went to pick up Miss Fien. They were talking about it.”
Feeling embarrassed, I hastily left the store. Who was the person blabbering about others?
I decided to go to the Commercial Guild to ask for recommendations for stores other than magic tool shops and adventurer-specific shops.
When I asked for recommendations for a magic tool shop, I was scrutinized from head to toe, and the clerk scoffed and said, “It’s not a place for someone like you. It seems you’ve mistaken the shop; go home.”
The voice scolding a “dirty little boy” came from the back.
Sighing, I realized my adventurer’s attire was inappropriate. It was too late.
Giving up, I left the store and headed back to the Adventurer’s Guild.
“Yahan-san, please tell me about a store that handles products for adventurers better than the one recommended by adventurers.”
**Continuation of Chapter 10: The Potion and the Familiar Face**
“Oh, Kaito, what’s up? I thought you’d retired after making a decent income.”
“I’ll continue herb gathering. I want good magical tools and mattresses that adventurers use.”
“Hmm, for magical tools, you should ask the Commercial Guild. They’ll tell you about good shops.”
“No, they laughed at me and said it’s impossible for you. I went to the shop they recommended at the hotel, but when I entered, someone blocked my way and told me I was in the wrong place, so I should leave. By the way, do the guilds have potions too?”
“The guild has beginner potions, but they only work for minor injuries. If you want a variety, the Apothecary Guild has them, but even intermediate ones are relatively expensive.”
Thanking him, I returned to the hotel, changed into the clothes the Viscount had provided, and headed to the Apothecary Guild.
At the guild, I stated that I wanted potions. I was ushered to a chair across the counter, and they asked what kind of potions I needed.
“I know about beginner potions. What other potions are available?”
“Basically, we have beginner, intermediate, and advanced potions, tailored to various ailments. We also have potions for things like hangovers, which may not be necessary for you.”
“Do injuries heal with beginner, intermediate, and advanced potions?”
“It depends on the severity of the injury. Please consider potions as emergency measures. In case of a significant injury where one isn’t enough, you might have to drink two, but eventually, visit a healing magician.”
“Then, please give me five beginner potions, five intermediate potions, and two advanced potions.”
“One beginner potion is 2 silver coins, intermediate potions are 8 silver coins each, and advanced potions are 2 gold coins each. Is that acceptable?”
I nodded, took out the leather bag given by the Viscount, and placed nine gold coins on the counter. At the same time, I made sure the crest of the Viscount on the bag was visible to the clerk.
The clerk subtly looked at the bag, and from the back of the shop, various potions, a total of twelve, were brought to the counter.
“Do you have a case to store these?”
“Yes, we do. You don’t need to pay for the case; consider it a service.”
Thanking them, I received the potions. When I asked if adventurers also came to buy them, I was informed that veteran high-ranked adventurers came to buy them.
They kindly told me where to buy other items around here and directed me to a store.
Following the directions, I found a store with a sign saying “Nakasara’s Shop” and entered.
Several adventurers, seemingly silver or gold class, were searching for longswords.
Glancing around the store, I found it—a mat display. I went over and looked for one that was just right for my height of 160 centimeters. Width was no issue, but the problem was the lack of thickness.
When I conveyed my wish to the clerk, it turned out to be a custom order, taking around 10 days, and the price was reasonable.
Taking out the leather bag from storage and showing a handful of gold coins to the clerk, I nodded. They wrote down the order and requested two gold coins.
After paying the two gold coins, receiving the order slip, and asking if there was anything else I wanted, I lifted my gaze, and there it was—a familiar face at the back of the counter.