I decided to press Aste for answers while Den was away. His change was far too bizarre, after all. It was likeright, just like the Goblin Lords change.

Hmm, Dens change, huh?

Yeah. Its far too abnormal, dont you think?

I would say that the fact that this mountain is one of the Ley Lines should be influencing him.

Huuh?

Wait, this is my first time hearing that, you know?

If this place was a Ley Line, it wouldnt be unnatural for much more dangerous creatures to show up. But after considering all that, I realized that my worries were unfounded.

After all, even if such creatures did appear here, the man before my eyes would immediately get rid of them.

I-Is that the case? No, rather, are Ley Lines really something so common?

Maxwell seemed to have forcefully convinced himself over something and moved on to ask a question.

Right, this was important. If there really were so many Ley Lines around, it would have brought big changes to the worlds power chart.

No, in total, there are five no, six, on this whole continent. And one of them is here.

But umm Should they be left alone like that?

Are you worried about them being misused? Well, at the very least, I wont let anyone misuse this one for as long as Im here.

Certainly, there wouldnt be any fellows trying to misuse this place where this guy resided. So I suppose we could conclude that Dens changes were also because he lived on such a mountain.

Oh well. Now, one more thing. And this is more of a commission from me.

A commission?

Suddenly, a strange yell resounded through the place. It was a hard-to-describe, spicy voice. When we heard it, our room turned dead silent.

But then, Aste cleared his throat and left his seat.

Sorry about that. My wife made a blunder so I was in the middle of punishing her. Ill go shut her up for a bit.

He stood up with those words and lifted up a section of the floorboard, and headed down to the basement. Huh, so this place had a basement? Never seen that before.

After ten-odd minutes, the yells stopped, and Aste came back with a refreshed expression.

Sorry to make you wait.

Thats fine and all But dont tell me you have some domestic violence going on here. Shes alive, right?

Dont worry. I havent hurt her, and she wont die even if you kill her anyway.

T-That makes it fine?

My instincts told me that I should not stick my nose too deep into this mess. Thus, to change the topic, I started telling him all that has happened lately.

Den returned in the middle of it, but there was nothing else to hide from him. Everyone here was fully aware of my real identity.

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Hmm, so you want to order a special perfume that would make it clear who you are?

Yeah. If possible, I want it to be something that cant be replicated.

I ended up retorting in a cliche way when he declared as if nothing.

Im talking about one-of-a-kind perfume here, okay? Are you sure an obvious recluse like you can procure it?

That was some rude remark there, but I guess I can see your point.

With those words, Aste left his seat and headed inside. He came back a few minutes later holding a small drop in his hand.

The orb was only a little bigger than the tip of an adults thumb, but it was giving off an extreme grassy smell for its size.

Still, it wasnt a bad smell, but a peculiar smell akin to abundant vegetation.

And this is?

Miracle Drug Elixir. Getting your hands on it nowadays is quite hard.

Come again?

I said its called Elixir, what about it?

Wait for a second here. Wasnt that the thing that pops up in the myths? The thing that you could obtain at the topmost floor of the labyrinth of the World Tree, and even one gulp of it could treat all kinds of wounds and illnesses

Youre pulling out a legendary medicine!?

Yeah. But with this smell, it would be impossible to replicate.

Thats true, but why do you have Actually, you did say you entered the labyrinth during your adventuring days.

Yeah, its the leftover from those days. This is the last one I have.

I wouldnt need to worry about them replicating this peculiar smell for sure. And he was giving it to me so I had no reason to refuse, but given the rarity of the thing, even I was feeling awkward about taking it.

Dont worry about it. Its useless for someone who has already retired. I feel its a bit of a waste to give it to you, but I cant turn you away when I know a womans safety is at risk.

So youre aiming for Cortina? Im not handing her over!

And I dont need her. Im a dedicated husband even if I dont look it. You can break that drop into six parts and give each part to each person to mark them. Normally, you can put them in hermetically sealed containers so the smell wont leak out.

How long does this smell last?

I guess about a thousand years at least. According to the myths.

I dont know how he managed to get it, but maybe it was already left exposed when it was obtained. If thats the case, this drug has been giving off its smell ever since it appeared on stage a thousand years ago.

If each of the Six Hero members takes a part of it as a mark of their identity, then even that disguise master Kufar would not be able to falsify our identities.

I feel really awkward about this. Taking something so valuable.

Dont make me say it over and over. I no longer need it, and I owe you one this time. That aside, go back and show your face to your woman already.

Owe me? Oh, right, Im out of scrolls, so I need more of that too.

And you were being so reserved a second ago. Oh well, I have it prepared.

Aste once again left his seat and starting pushing his way through some weird pile of materials next to his desk.

Some dust rose up every time he pushed things aside, but I wouldnt be an Adventurer if I was bothered by dust.

If I had to say, Den was the one who seemed slightly troubled by dust getting to his clothes. This guy sure has developed a love of cleanliness.

Oh, there it is.

You left it under that pile of garbage?

Its still a Magic Item, so some dust wouldnt hurt it. Dont worry about it.

Theres some gooey liquids on it though?

Ah, thats from the last time I failed when trying to melt the Huge Crawler threads and shape it into a cloth form.

Just make clothes normally!

Well, I didnt want the air to escape from the stitches.

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Hes trying to make some weird inventions again. If its this guy, it was only a matter of time until he would invent even more remodeling items.

Oh well. Thanks for today. Oh right, hundred gold coins arent enough as compensation, so you can just go and pick whatever you want from my hideout.

Are you sure? I dont think it really rivals the Evil Dragons materials.

You said it yourself, earlier. I cant make good use of them. In that case, its better for you to use them. And then, Ill use whatever items you produce with them. I call this a perfect reciprocal relationship.

I feel like youd be the only one gaining merits from that But fine. It is a tempting offer to use them as I please.

He quickly pulled out a paper and started drawing something down. It seemed like some sort of a blueprint at a glance.

When he became like this, hed start thinking of us as a nuisance if we overstayed. Den seemed to be used to this too, and started putting away our partially consumed cups.

Well then, well be going back now. You take care too, Den.

Yes. You as well, Lady Nicole.

Den smiled me back with his new handsome face. Honestly, that innocent smile made me waver for a bit, but Im sure it was just the trick of the imagination.

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