Regrettably, My Student has Money Troubles (3.1)
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An Adventurer is nothing without their Tools.
Armor, Weapons, and Magic all constitute a massive part of every Adventurer's lifestyles.
So, as expected, such things are ludicrously, but understandably expensive.
Though Adventurers are needed to recover monster crystals, which the rest of the outside world needs, does that mean that they are trained, armed, and armored as well as they possibly can?
Hell no.
Society has never been based off a pro-bono system or even a logical system. If there is a need for something, someone will find a way to gouge people money for it. While in reality, it would make sense to have adventurers always at their best and bringing in thousands and thousands of tons of crystals everyday… well, as I said before, there's money to be made and so such a thing does not happen.
Instead, Orario is this world's most lucrative and expensive city because of the exploitation of Adventurers.
The immense machine of commerce churns ever onward in this world. Adventurers are the corporate slaves of this world. Cogs in a massive machine that services the rest of the world with magic fuel. Even more disgustingly, we are all practically bound to return our hard-earned Valis into the system itself, as all Familias network with the Guild and thus pay tribute to them in one manner or another.
We are all corporate slaves, tackling corporate objectives, and buying from corporate stores and subsidiaries.
By all means, it should be easy to write some manifesto or something to incite the Adventurers. They control the flow of Magic Crystals to the rest of the world. Not to mention the other magical resources that can only be found in the Dungeon.
However, that exploitation is the very root of the immense competition between Familias.
More power means more money. They can delve deeper into the Dungeon. Mount Expeditions that can recover what outsiders require. Then the Guild and actual foreign companies come in to buy them.
More money means more power. They afford the best equipment and supplies. They stay ahead of the competition. They return to the Dungeon with happy smiles and intent to kill for more and more money.
The powerful get more powerful.
The weak are left to hope for decent scraps.
The weak blame those with power.
Those with power can only stay powerful by playing the same game.
I would tear the system down from its foundations… if not for the single fact it worked in my favor. Grinding the first eleven floors, as I've done, can only be done by a person as horribly broken as myself. I rake in millions of Valis a day with the proper preparation. All the most magnificent and exquisite supplies are within my reach with good budget management.
In essence, this damned world has corrupted me into allowing their sick, vile, and disgusting system to continue… or, as I'm more inclined to believe, I'm just already used to the system and can use it to my heart's content.
The Hikigaya Revolution ™ can wait until I'm sufficiently disgusted with how ludicrously rich I am.
So… maybe in a few decades?
Heh, I like systems that are to my benefit.
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"F-fifty five m-million Valis!?" Cranel cried out in horror as I forked over the aforementioned amount. Keep it down, Brat. We may be in Babel, the high-rise mall of the gods, but you'll still attract unsavory attention like that. It's like you want me to get robbed! "S-sensei, why are you spending so much on a single book!?"
"Going senile already, Brat? Is that white hair of yours not just for show?" I grunted as I stuffed my purchase into the folds of my cloak. Nope. Not risking putting it in a pouch. That final payment alone was a month of clearing entire sections of the first ten floors twice a day, something I can no longer do since I can only go as far as Cranel can. My bank account is still ludicrously large, but I can't spend it as frivolously as I used to. "You already forget why we're here in the first place? It's a Grimoire, Brat."
"Ah, another Spell, Sensei?" Cranel gave an noise of understanding. What are you doing? Stop acting cute. You're distracting me from my disappointment at your inability to pay attention. You distract me from what I'm supposed to do-. Wait why are you coming closer to me? My white-haired student stepped towards me, and lowered his voice in a whisper. My heart isn't ready for this! No~ "But, I thought you said that you already filled up all five of your Magic Slots, Sensei?"
"How are you able to remember something I said yesterday and not something I told you an hour ago, Brat?" I sighed and shook my head. Admittedly, I was impressed he could remember such an important fact. Knowing the abilities of other adventurers is integral to having a party. I was starting to train him in leading a party, now that he was properly killing and analyzing monsters by himself. Also, information like that sells for a lot of money and is very good for blackmail. "Yeah, that's true, but this Grimoire's going to change that." I patted the book inside my coat with a nod. "This one isn't a spell, but instead grants another Magic Slot. It lets me bring six spells into the Dungeon instead of five."
"Eh? Fifty-five million Valis for just for an empty slot?" Cranel cried out and I gave an amused snort. "Why are you laughing, Sensei?"
"It wasn't fifty-five million Valis." Cranel blinked confusedly as I informed him. My white-haired student's head tilted to the side and he crossed his arms. Taking into account how poor Hestia and Cranel were… well, I'm sure that my coming revelation would cause a rather hilarious action. "I paid fifty-five million Valis once a month for three months." I tapped the book inside my coat, and enjoyed the slowly paling features of my student. Yeah, I knew where this was going. "This 'just an empty slot' is worth a hundred and sixty five million Valis."
"EEEHHHHHHH!?"
Hah, that little skit is hilarious, as expected.
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"Sensei, if you're so rich, why do you live in a pub?" Augh, it was funny for the first few questions, but Cranel hasn't ceased asking questions since he managed to gather his wits. I had hoped that after our daily visit to the dungeon and arrival at the Hostess of Fertility he'd be out of questions. Nope. He had questions every time I checked up on him, during the breaks between monster hunting, and even now as we ate. I know I did wrong by shocking my poor student, but haven't I suffered enough? "Sensei, can't you buy a house with the amount of money you have? Can't you buy one of those villas in the outskirts of town? Hestia sama really wants to live in one of those!"
"I live here because it's well protected. Mama Mia's reputation keeps my stuff away from sticky fingers." I was barely able to keep myself from banging my head against the bar counter. I couldn't just stop answering Cranel's questions. Unwittingly, my student kept asking questions that were actually decent. Why don't we walk this street like we usually do? Why take alley ways? Why are we doubling back? All very good questions, with answers that could help him one day. "I can, but there's no houses as near to Babel, the Dungeon, or the Guild as the pub. No point in wasting money on places like that, those places just attract thieves."
"Then what about-."
"Aha, you're so lively today, Bell-kun!" Thank you, Flova-san. You have saved my life. If Cranel continued further, I'd have broken the counter with my head. Grand would've broken the rest of my body after that, I'm sure. Turning to the waitress in question, I gave her a grateful smile that elicited a wink in return. I usually hate clever, cute girls like you, but you're a blessing today. I promise to raise a flag between you and Cranel in the future. Would you prefer me to trip him beneath your skirt or to give you a chance to nurse him until he's healthy? "Did you and your Sensei do something exciting today?"
A good five minutes passed. I was able to enjoy my meal. Cranel accidentally flirted with Flova five times. Once per minute. Go forth, Harem Protagonist, steal hearts as you're meant to do! Ganbare, Flova.
"Hikigaya." Lyon caught my attention uncharacteristically today. There wasn't a single insult in her words. I turned to the blonde elf as Cranel sent Flova blushing madly because of a stray compliment. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten, Flova. She produced a letter from her apron and presented it to me with the slightest smile. I felt a chill go up my spine. What's this demon waitress holding in her hand? "A letter for you. It is from Wallenstein-sama."
The bar went quiet from a moment.
Oh, this bitch.
"EEEHHHHHH!?"
What the hell? Was this going to be a gag episode? Something to relieve the viewers after what happened in the previous episode? I mean sure, Cranel got a little beat up and found a reason to truly go into the Dungeon, but are all these gags really necessary? Everyone's eyes were turned to me, or more accurately, the envelope in my hand. Even though I already knew what was in it, no one else did, and it could be interpreted in any manner.
Worst of all, I couldn't fire back any insults. The attack wasn't something I was prepared for. Given the smug smirk on Lyon's face, the demon maid knew that as well! I'll get you someday! One day you'll be caught up in a situation just like this! You, with your student, and me coming across your student's crush's letter addressed to you! On that day, you'll regret the fact that you did this to me!
Dammit, Lyon did not win this!
"Sensei, you know Aiz?" Cranel looked upon me with tearful eyes. Oh, no! He's unwittingly unleashing his most powerful attack right at my weakpoint! He's gone all out, biting his lip, poking his fingers together, and fidgeting in his chair. Lower the strength of your cute attack before I accidentally profess my need to be forgiven by you! "Ummm… ah… Not that there's anything wrong with you knowing her, I understand why you kept quiet about her since I told you about how I felt-."
"Calm down, Brat. That woman's not interested in anything like that." I shot down whatever idea Cranel had in his head. No way am I tripping the Attractive Mentor flag. That usually, quickly leads to the Heroic Sacrifice Mentor. Like any sane individual, I'd like to avoid dying and drama. The latter more so if I'm truly being honest. At least dying ends. I turned to glare at Lyon, but she was already gone. Dammit, the devil elf escaped while I was distracted! "Wallenstein wants to apologize for scaring you off after killing that minotaur and how her Familia member acted towards you."
Cranel gave a noise of discomfort, still fidgeting.
"Listen, Cranel." I looked over my shoulder at my student. I ignored my more idle delusions and just focused on the young man worried that he wasn't good enough for the young woman he liked. Cranel raised his head to look at me, growing still as he registered the way I addressed him. I opened the letter, found what I expected on it, and simply gave it to my student. "It'll be a long road before you can stand on the same pedestal that Wallenstein stands on. You're Level 1 and she's Level 5. My advice? Explain the situation, thank her for saving your life, and work hard until you can return the favor."
"Y-yes, Hikigaya-sensei!"
The situation's still more messy than I'd like, especially with Flova still being in earshot, but so long as I made it clear that I was on Cranel's side… well, I didn't care much for anyone else.
No one else, after all, can get me home.
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Regrettably, My Student has Money Troubles (3.2)
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I, Hikigaya Hachiman, am a displaced Trans-Dimensional Japanese Citizen. I have spent the last two years of my life gathering wealth, destroying monsters, and amassing power in a world with magic, fiends, and heroes. Over the last two years I've beheld the great tragedies this world has to inflict upon all its inhabitants. I've lost good companions, seen greed tear apart families, and seen the depravities that people will fall to when their lives are on the line.
Today… today, I am carrying bags for a group of girls while they're shopping in preparation for a day at the festival tomorrow.
"Aiz-chan, look over here! Isn't this dress amazing!"
"T-Tiona-chan, t-that's too inappropriate for A-Aiz-chan to wear!"
"Ehh!? What do you mean, Lefiya-chan? This is very modest for Amazons, you know!"
"T-Tione-chan, I'm sure that Aiz-chan doesn't w-want to wear something l-like t-that!"
"Lefiya-chan, you'll look great in these clothes too! You elves need to stop wearing so much, anyway!"
"Yeah! How are you going to get a man if you keep wearing all those clothes? You look so prim and stuffy! It's a wonder why humans like elves so much!"
"Eep! No! Absolutely not, Tiona-chan, Tione-chan! I-I won't wear t-those bathing suits!"
"Eeh?! You guys wear clothes while bathing?/You're not naked when you bathe?"
"The two of you know what I mean!"
Ah, the pain of being a Major Character means that I must put up with this. These moments where the author needs to show his readers that his massively overpowered characters are still indeed people! Though, since this was Zaimokuza we're probably talking about, I'm sure that all the clothing stores we'll be visiting are going to pander to every major fetish. I bet that tubby bastard's going to use up all the illustrated pages on a single section! Save some for the action scenes!
"Hmmm… what do you think, Cranel-kun?"
"Hwaa~. I-I m-mean i-it's up to you to d-decide, Wallenstein-san! I-I'm sure that you'll look good in it though!"
"I see. Then, I shall try it on."
"Hwa-hwa-HWA!?"
As expected of the Protagonist of any Light Novel, Cranel managed to properly explain the situation to Wallenstein when they met. Exhibiting social skills and honesty that Hayama would've envied, Cranel elevated the status quo between himself and his Love Interest without awkwardness or fear. The two met under different circumstances, but parted as firm acquaintances. Now, as expected, he's already setting up flags left and right in a shopping episode, just before a day spent at the festival.
I'd be more happy for him if I wasn't chaperoning the entire thing and acting as his date consultant every moment Wallenstein turned away for even a second.
"S-sensei, what do I do here!? Wallenstein-chan's going to try on AMAZON clothes in front of me!" Cranel latched onto me. My student's face was a mixture of excitement, terror, and… more excitement. How can someone so innocent act so frivolously around girls, throw around compliments without pause, and yet not know what to do at the very end? Who the hell raised you? You're practically setting up for homeruns while not knowing how to get to first base! "I-I d-don't know w-what I-I'm supposed to do here!"
"…This isn't my problem, Brat. You're the one that accepted the invitation." Evade! Evade! Evade! I am a DUNGEON trainer, not a Date Advisor! Cranel's face contorted into complete horror as he realized that I was well and truly not going to help him in this regard. "You're going to have deal with what's happening."
"Hah?! Hat-kun, are you inexperienced with women too?" A sudden exclamation and pressure around my waist caught me off guard. So strong! I felt like I was caught in the jaws of industrial sheers just waiting to tear me in half! Turning to look at the offender in question. As expected, it was the short-haired, tomboy-archtype Amazon. By tomboy, of course, I meant this was Hiryute Tiona, the one that wasn't so well-endowed. What did you call me? Hat-kun? So we're back to terrible nicknames, you filthy Riajuu's?! "But you look so grim and foreboding! Someone like you must have dozens of women pining after you… and you're undoubtedly unrestrained in sharing their affections for a few cold, lonely nights!"
"Wrong." Reviewing the powers of slapstick comedy, I knew the perfect method of prying the affable Level 5 off my waist. Carefully, I applied the time-honored 'head smack.' The attack couldn't have dented a noodle, yet the Level 5 adventurer capable of wrestling Minotaurs for fun gave a cry of exaggerated pain and flung herself off me. "I do no such thing. Tell Alf-san to stop reading those trashy romance novels she likes."
"Eh, Hikigaya-san? You know Alf-sama that well?" Viridis Lefiya, the awkward, conservative, elf managed to not stutter while speaking to me. Is… is this supposed to by my Character History Building Arc? Really, Zaimokuza? You're just going to have a bunch of secondary characters ask me questions? Well, unless the Protagonist is actually Wallenstein and I should be thanking my good fortune for accidentally walking into this… nah. There's no way a strong, heroic female lead would carry over well into Light Novels. "How so? Ummm… not to be rude, Hikigaya-san, but I hadn't believed that you'd know Alf-sama so… closely."
"Straight the point aren't you, kid?" Cranel was still waiting for an answer, fervently looking to me for help. However, I already decided to leave him to the upcoming fanservice by himself. Trip some flags, my white-haired student, stand on your own two feet. Instead, I chose to turn my attention to the fretting, awkward, and young elf. How a cute, innocent girl like you will become like Alf or Lyon is beyond me, but I have yet to meet an elf who I've gotten along with decently. "To answer your question, both Alf-san and I frequent the same bookstores and magic shops, that's all."
"Oh? Is that all, Hat-kun?" Hiryute Tione took the opportunity to skip in front of me and point a wicked smile in my direction. Too dangerous! Too. Much. Appeal. Damn my stupid skill for always paying attention to quick-moving objects! The Elder Amazon certainly lives up to her race's claim of men-kidnappers! I invoke my holy and pure god, Totsuka, as defense against your salaciousness, wench! Dammit, it only slightly mitigates the damage! "Are you sure that's all there is between you and Riveria-chan? Our powerful, elven princess always has time to complain about you, you know~"
"Undoubtedly, that's because Alf-oujo-sama believes that she has proprietary rights over how I choose to spend my time." I huffed and brought the brim of my hat down so that I wasn't distracted by the elder Hiryute's Hiryutes. Calm yourself, Hachiman. Think of Totsuka! That innocent, pure being shall most certainly look down upon you should he ever know you're being so strongly affected by feminine wiles. Wait, am I saying that it's alright to be distracted by Totsuka but not women? To increase my defense, I turned to Viridis, who went through an entire spectrum of colors since I last spoke to her. "That princess only has magic at the forefront of her mind whenever it's not stuck to one of her trashy books. I can imagine why you'd think I'm not someone she knows, Viridis-san, so don't fret over it too much. I have much better taste, and don't look the part of a Magic Specialist."
Then, as if on cue, what I was prepared to face occurred.
When a group of important characters go out for the day, something inevitably happens. A new enemy could announce themselves. A surprise attack cripples a character that was completely sweet and nice. Normal days either don't happen in the Adventure and Fantasy genre or they merely set up for a new foe to appear. To further compound that fact, the Harem category of this universe will never allow one Love Interest to get too far ahead of the rest of the Routes so early in the series.
And so, with Cranel triggering flags with Wallenstein, and a 'normal' day occurring at the same time… well, I wasn't at all surprised when both Amazons turned their heads towards the street outside of the story and noticed what I'd seen moments ago.
"So, who do you think did it? Anyone in particular that the Loki Familia piss off royally?" I moved towards one of the stone pillars that kept the roof above our heads. Well, they didn't want us dead for some reason. I'd have just collapsed the building instead of forcing a confrontation like this. Looking over the counter, I saw that the register was unmanned. Bribed, probably. Both the Hiryute sisters followed me, dragging a surprised Viridis by the wrist. "Preferably a Familia that can manage to get an Amazon storeowner to leave their shop untended."
"None come to mind, Hikigaya." Tione Hiryute's eyes held a look of approval before she shook her head. Good, she's used to leading groups. I can deny responsibility if this goes horrifically wrong. The Elder Hiryute's hands went to her waist. She frowned as she found herself lacking weapons. I readily gave her two of my own knives. It was accepted with a nod of thanks. "Are you sure they're after us and not you?"
"Yeah! Our enemies only tend to attack us when we're in the dungeon!" Tiona Hiryute stretched out her hands, but shook her head at the knives I offered. The same went with the short swords, but she did take the weighted baton. When she swung the weapon, a few of the clothing wracks fell over from the force. Scary. Well, at least the tomboy's on my side. "Yep! It's been a while since I've used one of these, but I'm sure that'll just mean I won't accidentally kill anyone!"
"T-they are c-correct, Hikigaya-san. This is very o-out of the ordinary." Viridis was a magic user and an elf to boot. I didn't bother offering her any weapons. With a tug, I dropped all the extra weapons I had strapped to me. Cheap, iron weapons, but very easy to sneak around with. Given the fact that most adventurers and monsters are stupidly tough, one either needs a lot of cheap weapons, or one very expensive one. I went with quantity this time around. "Y-You seem awfully well-prepared for this, Hikigaya-san. A-are you sure that-."
The door to the storefront burst open, as did the side walls. The roof towards the changing areas, where Wallenstein and Cranel were, collapsed and separated us. Normally, I'd be afraid for them, but both had their weapons. Wallenstein always had a sword at her hip, and Cranel picked up the habit after I knocked it into his skull.
"I pick my battles, Viridis-san." I leaned to look over our opponents as I answered the now-silent elf. Each enemy had masks covering their faces. All of them wore the same armor and clothes. No distinguishing feature made them look out of place. They approached in perfect synchronization with spears and blades, tough armor, and bathed in enchantments. There were sixteen of them, eight coming from the ruined front of the store, and four filed in from the broken walls at the sides. Classic bad guys sent by a hidden boss for motives unknown. "I do my utmost best to not piss off people with this many friends."
After my final word, an unspoken signal passed between our masked attackers. They charged with spears ready.
The Hiryute sisters shared a look, nodded at one another, and with simultaneous strikes of their legs, promptly shattered the entire stone floor of the store and created a localized earthquake.
Level 5s, show offs, the entire lot of them.
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Interlude: The Astray Elf
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One would believe, that for an adventurer of my caliber, I would stride into battle confident and assured. Most certainly, a Level 3 such a myself, would be a mighty and powerful being. Such individuals outside of Orario are amongst those spoken of in awe and in whispers. An Elven Mage, such as myself, who has taken three steps towards divinity, should be able to control their fear and be capable of fighting.
Most ashamedly, I must admit that is not the case for myself. In many situations, the calm I require always escapes me. The vaunted calm and collection of all my people are both lost to me in the midst of combat. I am a failure as an adventurer, to my people, my Familia, and my friends.
The very moment that danger rears its head, I freeze and find myself incapable of doing my duty.
And now, that dread rears its terrible form once more.
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Adventurers, clad in armor, attacking me and my Familia. People who might take me away from my Familia for my power, hide me away, and use me for their own purposes. I am in Orario because it is the only place where I can be safe and grow in strength. In my Familia, I can hope to gain enough strength so that I will never have to fear those who might come after me for my ability to use any Elven Magic that I have studied extensively.
If these people take me away from my Familia… if they escape Orario with me in tow, what will become of me?
"Hiryute-san!" A voice, loud and pronounced, shocks me from my thoughts. The black-clad adventurer Aiz introduced us to always spoke so softly that the sudden shift brought me back to reality. No sooner did I hear him that I found myself swept into his arms. Soon my vision was only the lapel of his armored coat. Surprisingly, I was held gently. "I'll get Viridis-san upstairs!"
"Good thinking, Hikigaya!" Tione gave a grunt as she threw one of the two dozen weapons Hikigaya had dropped onto the ground. The shockwave they created halted the charge, but none of our armored opponents gave the two warriors an opening. In the heat of battle, Tione absconded with her playful manner. Right now, she was commanding us as she did in the Dungeon. "Lefiya-chan, use only quick and single-target spells! These guys won't be caught in your more powerful spells!"
"Take care of our Lefiya-chan, Hat-kun!" Despite the fact that I could not see her, I knew that Tiona must've given Hikigaya one of her more earnest smiles. The Younger Hiryute took a liking to him quickly, faster than she usually did to strangers. For what reason, I did not know, but the Amazon remained upbeat and affable despite the danger we were in. Tione shot her a look of annoyance as she made a show of striking one opponent into another instead of bringing him down. "We'll never forgive you if you let our Lefiya-chan get hurt!"
"Hold on, Viridis-san."
I didn't get a chance to speak, or think, as the moment those words left his lips he launched himself onto the second floor of the clothing institute. He leapt from pillar to pillar, ascending higher up with each leap, before tightening his grip upon me with one hand and pulling us both up with a single arm.
Incredible in all respects, especially since he's only taken the initial step towards divinity! According to Riveria-sama, Hikigaya is one of the few Level 1s with the ability to step closer towards divinity, but has chosen to hone himself further. Though I had most certainly believed the Heir Apparent of my people, I held misgivings about the extent of his true capabilities. I would not have been capable of such a feat, despite being closer to divinity than him, because of my chosen specialization as a mage. Taking those all into account, I no longer wondered why the Princess lavishes him with praise!
"Two have followed us up." Hikigaya maneuvered me upright with ease and gentleness, despite the direness of his words. He produce another weapon from within his cloak. It was unlike any other weapon I've witnessed. Shaped like a sword, yet with no edges, and separated down the middle. Was it some sort of short, two-pronged trident? If so, where were the points? "I'll keep them busy, Viridis-san. Support your friends."
I did not manage to affirm his plan, he merely charged forward with a chant on his lips, nearly causing me to freeze in surprise.
Concurrent Chanting by a human? One of the prized techniques of Elven prodigies and royalty, born through endless practice over the course of decades… used by a human? My mind boggled at the thought! Not only that, but he chanted at rapid speeds while engaging the enemy! Riveria-sama was only capable of sprinting and dodging as she wove her spells!
"Continuous Chain Lightning." Hikigaya finished his chant just as he truly began his duel against his two opponents. They were, at least, Adventurers on their Second Steps, yet he held them off with his strange blade. The precision with which he used the strange longsword allowed him to turn aside thrusts and bat away swings. "Viridis-san! I don't hear you chanting!"
I wondered how he would use it, since he used both his hands to divert the powerful blows of his opponents. Fear coursed within me, even as I began to chant to aid Tione and Tiona, and I kept an eye upon my only protector. If he needed my aid, he shall receive it swiftly, as I knew the dangers of withholding spells within one's body well.
Needless to say, I was shocked as Chain Lightning issued forth from his closed hands, into the handle, and coursed down the entire length of his weapon. Instead of waves or branches of nature's most fearsome power, it spouted forth from the gap within the blade and elongated its reach enormously! The lightning longsword's 'tip' was effective until it reached an object that would not conduct it!
"Viridis-san!" Hikigaya met with his opponents again. Now, his opponents were at a disadvantage. However, I could not pay attention to his battle further. In my astonishment, I'd ignored my own duties. Taking a measured breath, I began to channel my own magic as he finished his edict aimed at me. "Chant! Now!"
"I invoke the epithet of Wishe. Ancestors of the Wood, Resplendent Brethren."
Absolute focus and unbending will.
"Heed my Call and Advance to the Plains."
Magic is a force that accepts no less.
"Connecting Alliances, the Oath of Paradise."
Hikigaya-san and Riveria-sama both gained this power on their own. No known skill can change this facet of Creation itself.
"Revolve the Circle and Dance About."
I can only cast my magic when I am still, focused, and hopeless-.
"Materialize, Ring of the Faeries."
No.
"By your Accord, Grant me Strength."
I cannot bring further humility upon myself or my people.
"Faerie Ring."
This Magic Skill, revealed to me by the local god of my country, is my greatest source of pride and the aspect of myself that I hated the most. Because of it, I had to leave my home and come to Orario. A country with a Mage capable of using any Elven magic… holds too much might and power. I invited war and strife to the Elven lands, and so it was decided that I join Riveria-sama who stood proudly at Loki-sama's side… in isolation. What use is access to all of Elven Civilization's magic in a person as weak as myself?
"Viridis, watch out!"
Caught in my loathsome thoughts, Hikigaya's words only allowed me to open my eyes as a spear's blade came towards me.
Too quick, too fast, I couldn't evade it.
Was I going to-.
A push, my useless magic followed me, but I could only watch in silent horror as the spear blade meant for me embedded itself into Hikigaya's chest.
He… saved me? Even though we just met?
For a moment, I could only stare upon the man who saved my life, and the man who had nearly killed me. I wondered why they were motionless, before I noticed that Hikigaya's hand was firmly around his opponent's wrist.
"Not letting you get away, bastard." Hikigaya's snarl was weak, but his swing was not. The black-clad human swung his lightning-infused blade, just as he let go of his opponent's wrist, and sent the armored being flying. The scent of burned skin hung in the air, he stood and swayed on his feet before falling on his back completely. "Viridis… you're safe." He wheezed out his words. "Finish your fucking chant."
Then, Hikigaya fell silent, his breathing slowing greatly.
…I just had a man sacrifice himself for me, and yet I have yet to fulfill my duty.
U-Unacceptable.
I stood, the Faerie Ring rising around me.
Already, I knew the perfect chant to use.
"Heed my Cry, Fulmination of Heaven."
Lightning, the most devastating of all nature's powers. For a mere 5-Line spell, its draw is immense and use amongst my people is rare. One streak of powerful lightning is permissible, but five at once and halting it is dependent on the wielder? My people know that they hold too much pride in their hearts. Too many would fall trying to uphold such a massive barrage. Pursuing the line of Lightning magic was eschewed as it was believed that Lightning's power is too dangerous in our hands.
Yet still, I memorized its chant, as I knew better than to leave such a powerful spell from my arsenal.
"With Impunity, Strike Down my Foes."
Faster than wind and hotter than flame.
"Break their Protections, Pursue them Unceasingly."
The greatest compatriot of water.
"Roar with Fury, Fulmination of Heaven."
Only solid earth can hope to withstand it.
"Endless Lightning Cannonade!"
The singular lightning spell of my people surged forth from the Faerie Ring, and unlike all other spells I memorized, the Faerie Ring did not disappear as soon as the magic was cast. Instead, it continued to eat away at my power, providing fuel for five streaks of lighting surging towards the opponents below me.
Wood did not impede them. They shattered the second floor before me and struck the opponents even outside my vision. Tione and Tiona's opponents were struck with lightning. I witnessed their magical protections waver and break the first set, but it was clear that it would not protect them against another.
One was struck twice, and he cried out in agony before falling still. Another quickly picked him up and leapt away.
One by one, they left, retreating while hounded by my spell.
I ceased their manifestation after a mere twenty were cast, not even enough for two for each of them, yet I felt as though I had cast a Seven-Line Spell.
Furtively, I hoped one would be struck down and left behind. However, the probability of such an occurrence is low at best.
As soon as I attempted to step forward, my vision blurred and I felt myself tilt forward. I had yet to be healed by Loki-sama, as there were many who needed tending to. Besides that, I left the Dungeon hale. So it was to be expected, that I was not prioritized.
Astonishingly, I was caught surprisingly gently.
"You did well, kid." Hikigaya's voice, strong and firm, filled me with relief. I didn't know how the black-clothed, masked human was still standing, but I merely basked in the reassurance that I had not killed anyone. "You need some work, but you carried us through. Good job."
"I… at least… did something with my magic." I could not help it, I simply had to rise to the insult. As Riveria-sama had said, Hikigaya simply had an oddly elvish sense of humor. His words were a breath of home. "Rather than simply… wave it about like a madman."
"Tch! And here I thought you were different from all the other elves I met." The chuckle at the end of his voice lured me further into sleep. He adjusted his grip until I found myself oddly comfortable against him. Slowly, I allowed my eyes to close due to weariness, assured of my safety. "I swear you're a race of Yukinoshita's."
My consciousness faded before I could retort.
Still, even as I fell deeper into sleep, I took his words to heart.
I must, so that no one might be harmed in my defense, I needed to get stronger.
Highly, I doubted that anyone else could've survived as Hikigaya had.
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Regrettably, My Student has Money Troubles (3.3)
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Sitting in the venerated Twilight House, the home of the Loki Familia, I felt underwhelmed. For a castle that housed the most prominent guild in Orario, it was… homier that I expected. There were rugs abound, pictures, and many light crystals. The windows looked out onto carefully maintained gardens and fountains. Given the intimidating visage that the structure had, I was more than slightly disappointed by the lack of torches, sinister suits of armor, and ominous paintings. Perhaps I've been spoiled by dozens of games that featured the invasion of intimidating castles, but Twilight House most certainly did not live up to its reputation.
I'd pegged the Loki Familia as some sort of secret final boss. Now, it seems highly probable that they're just part of a Slice of Life theme that the author must have going on in the background. With Bell Cranel living in a ruined Church, and Wallenstein living in a mansion, I had to admit that the contrast was actually rather well-thought out. It seems that Zaimokuza managed to pay attention to first year Literature classes. Good for him.
Still, damn this Light Novel setting, ruining perfectly good, sinister castles.
"Your dour gaze angers me, Hikigaya." A female's voice, cold and measured, chilled me to my bones. Though I turned my gaze towards its source, I already knew who it came from. Emerald eyes greeted me with a glare, lengthened ears twitched, and viridian brows narrowed. "Perhaps, you can turn your fetid gaze elsewhere? Or, might I advocate that you find a healer to excise those eyes of yours? I assure you that you'll be better for it."
"Only if you get that tongue of yours checked, Alf." I shot back my own greeting and walked towards the Elven princess. For a moment, my verbal opponent seemed confused, and I knew that I had found a weak spot that I did not previously know of. Haha! This day isn't an entire write-off, it seems! As I reached her side, I gazed upon her over my shoulder and gave the rest of my rebuke with a drawl. "It seems to quite easily spout unfounded rumors and salacious lies. May I recommend a butcher to deal with it for you?"
"Hypocrisy on your part, Hikigaya." Alf gave a huff and began to walk. I followed since I was sure that the Elven Princess wouldn't have contacted me without good reason. What other reason could the viridian-haired elf in my presence have besides guiding me to where I needed to be? The perils of being at the very top of a Familia meant one needed to keep appearances. That meant sending respectable people to guide one's guests around. Obviously, Loki is thankful towards me for saving Viridis. "If a particular appendage needed to be cut from the body for lying, then I have no doubt you'd be made mincemeat of."
"Well, Alf-ojou-sama, I am but a mere Level 1 of a different Familia. Of course, I would spout lie after lie about my abilities." Continuing my drawl, I couldn't help but feel more relaxed as we continued to banter. After the incident, we were quickly found by the rest of Loki's Familia and ushered into Twilight House. Like many, other rational people, I'm less than happy when I'm forced to go somewhere I did not wish to go. "When questioned by a terrifyingly inquisitive, hopeless, and strange elf who chose to follow them out of anger about being outbid over a spell, any Level 1 would lie through their teeth."
"S-such fallacies! You had extended an invitation towards me to-!" Alf cut herself off as she realized that I had pressed my advantage and surprised her utterly. I had, as the Elven Princess said, invited her along to prove that I could cast the spell that I had outbid her on. Needless to say, she had been less than pleased to find that I was able to do so, and the rest is history. Still, my attack worked, and I had thrown the viridian-haired elf's composure aside. Ha! The playing field has been leveled! Prepare yourself, Alf-chan~. "Trickster! You very well recall the nature of our initial meeting, scoundrel!"
"My, my, already resorting to one-word insults, Ojou-chan? Is this all that can be expected of Royal Blood?" I pressed my advantage, gazing upon Alf reproachfully for added effect. The Elven Princess flushed scarlet with anger and reeled back. Sophistry is my blood and hypocrisy my body! You cannot hope to defeat me! This is my realm! Unlimited Insult Works! "Did you have Royal Tutors teach you how to properly insult the peasantry?"
"Do not trifle with me!" Alf growled, actually turning to face me entirely. We'd stopped walking a moment ago, but I was too entertained to point it out or take stock of our surroundings. We were in the Elven Princess's home so I had no reason to search for threats. The viridian-haired elf switched her staff to her lesser hand and began to press against me with the finger of her dominant one. "I'll have you know that I received the very best education! The fact alone that it did not cover you only lends credence to the fact that they were the very best tutors I could have possibly had!"
"Oh, I'm afraid I didn't bring my pedigree today, Alf-sama! Please forgive me for not bringing in the credentials of all my tutors!"
"Hikigaya, you are a vile, horrible, unpleasant, and-."
"Oh? You have a list of words to just describe me? It must've taken a while to make. I'm flattered, Ojou-chan~."
"!"
With a wordless cry, the Level 6 launched herself at me.
Needless to say, I was surprised, and because of that surprise I was caught flatfooted and fell backwards with the elf atop me.
Was this how I was to die? By an enraged elf?
Wait, now that I thought about it, the only thing strange about this is the fact that it's Alf. I'd have imagined that Lyon would be the one doing the strangling.
Holding me down, with a smile that reminded me too much of Hiratsuka-sensei than I would've liked, Alf reached for my mask with one hand, reared back the other, and-.
The door Alf stopped us before suddenly opened, and a red-haired, scantily-clad, and underdeveloped missile struck Riveria.
"NOOOO! I won't allow it! My Riveria-chan isn't ever going to leave me!" With that cry upon her lips, Loki then began to mash her cheek against Alf's cheek. Huh. This is quite different from what I'd imagined having two girls on top of me would be like. NO! Away with you, vile thoughts! "Isn't that right, Riveria-chan!? Please, tell me that you're never going to leave me for a man, Riveria-channnnn!"
Alf's features went pale, her head turned slowly past the doorframe. Upon witnessing what was within, the elven princess's face turned into shade after shade of red.
"Riveria-chaaannnn, don't ever leave Loki-sama okay? Pleaseeeee!"
Curious, I followed her gaze.
"Riveria-chan, I remember meeting you just when you were a little kid! I don't ever want to lose you!"
Ever so slowly, I felt a smile crawl upon my masked face.
"I remember first meeting Riveria-chaaaannn just seven decades ago!"
There were a good dozen people within the room. Wallenstein and Cranel were both present and both stared upon us with confusion. The Hiryutes and Viridis all sported astonished gazes. Landrock Gareth and Deimne Finn shared small smiles.
"You were so adorable and cute, Riveria-chan!"
I turned my head back up, towards Alf.
"You were shorter than me and you loved wearing shorts!" The Elven princess's entire face was scarlet, all the way to the tips of her ears. The viridian-haired elf's legs began to shake around me. The slightest, most utterly adorable whine began to emit from her pursed lips. Emerald eyes glistened in the Mage Light.
"You even stole mine once!"
I could do it.
"I still have them, Riveria-chaaannnn!"
I can topple the castle known as Ljos Alf Riveria completely.
"Riveria-chan." Catching her attention with a whisper, I met her near-broken gaze. Then, I uttered the words that I knew would lead to my complete victory. "Everyone heard… everything."
The effect of my words was instantaneous.
A swift offhand backhand knocked Loki out completely.
Alf stood up, brushed down her dress, and… fled. The Elven Princess did not simply walk away from the meeting where she should've been present. The viridian-haired elf did not run away from a Level 1 and her knocked-out god.
No, Riveria Ljos Alf, sprinted as fast as her legs could take her out of sight.
On the ground, harassed to hell and back, I basked in the greatest victory I'd ever achieved while splayed against the cool, castle floor next to an unconscious god.
Feels good.
…
Unfortunately, all things must come to an end. Loki was swiftly awakened and I was pulled into the meeting by the two Amazons while the rest looked on in either confusion or amusement. Oi, can't a guy have some time to luxuriate in completely and utterly teasing an elven princess into fleeing? Truly, I would like some time alone to fully process my achievement.
My requests were unheeded. I found myself seated near the doorframe, to the left of Tiona Hiryute. The Amazon Tomboy seemed displeased with sitting still. She squirmed in her seat incessantly, even though her elder sibling glared at her often.
"With those shenanigans over with, and Finn-kun working on getting Riveria-chan out of her room, let our investigation on this recent attack commence!" Loki sat behind a rather nice desk with her hands steepled before her. The underdeveloped goddess might have been intimidating, if not for the bruise on her cheek from the blow that laid her low. "Let this Familia meeting formally begin!"
"Eh, what about Sensei and I? We're both not part of the Loki Familia." Cranel blinked and then flushed at the silence that followed his words. My student, why must you ruin my mood so quickly? Please consider the situation before speaking. "Er… sorry… I haven't done anything like this before."
"Hestia's doing something with Hephaestus." Loki waved aside Cranel's question before leveling her gaze upon me. "And, Hikigaya's god is famous for never showing up, isn't that right?"
I gave a noncommittal shrug, answering would simply be too risky, better to let everyone just assume what they believed is correct.
"That aside." Loki cleared her throat, gathering the attention of all those present. The ponytailed goddess gestured towards Landrock, before resting her chin upon her hands. This is getting more ominous than I liked. Zaimokuza, bring back the slapstick comedy, please. "We have a problem."
"Yes, as Loki-sama said, the situation is more dire than expected." Landrock rose and walked until he stood at Loki's side. The dwarf's voice was deep and sonorous. He produced a small ledger from a drawer within the desk. "The only possibility in which such a coordinated attack could've taken place upon the Loki Familia… is if someone within the Familia informed the party responsible." The legendary dwarf gazed towards each one of us in turn. "The only ones who are exempt from suspicion are Finn, Riveria, Bete Loga and everyone in this room."
"So! Cranel-kun and Hikigaya-kun!" Loki called upon me and my student as the members of her Familia shuffled uneasily. Presumably, they did not like the thought of having a traitor in their Familia. The smile upon the goddess's face was snake-like and sent shivers down my spine. Looking at Cranel, he seemed barely capable of withholding a scream. Gone was the affable trickster, and what was left was a god whose children had been attacked. A terrible being to make enemies of. And, yet, was there anything that this god had that I wanted? "Would you care to help us out in this little matter? I can make it worth your time."
Naturally, I refused.
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Regrettably, My Student has Money Troubles (3.4)
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There are many reasons why a god would leave paradise.
Some want to simply feel happiness in contrast with sorrow, as their realm is perpetually peaceful and prosperous. Though, as a normal human, I could only understand the concept behind it. Logically, I can understand that without some suffering a person can't truly be happy, but I'm a normal person. I would never want to feel pain or sorrow if I could help it. Personally, I didn't know any gods in Orario who subscribed to that method.
Others want Familias. Since they cannot have their own children, they take in mortals, and create them from volunteers and petitioners. This one I understood as well. Even a loner like myself always wanted a family. Hell, I still wanted to be a househusband. To have children, or spouses, is a good reason to descend onto Earth. Hestia, Miach, and a few others I've heard about are like that, though I've only personally met the first. They teach their Familia, care for them, and want to see their Familia grow for their children.
Then, there are the gods who I loathed.
'Divine' beings like Soma, who only had Familias for the sake of their hobbies. Using regular beings, not just humans, to do their dirty work… they cast aside their ennui through the lives of normal people. They're gods who grew bored of paradise, and chose to find excitement and entertainment in the mortal world. To them, people are just pawns and tools to be used in either games, or as parts of a system that they use to get what they wanted.
Looking at Loki, at her crafted smile and curled eyes, I saw a spoiled, powerful, and cunning child whose favorite toys have been touched, whose game has been encroached upon by another person, and who wanted nothing more than to retaliate. Even if she had decent people all around her, and she treated them extremely well, I wanted nothing to do with Loki.
So, how could I say anything but no to her demand?
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"Hikigaya-sensei!" Cranel cried out in protest, breaking the silence generated by my declaration. The gaze I leveled on him actually had him flinch back. My student had stood up in protest. Dammit. I needed to rein myself in. Obviously, he wanted to do this, probably because of Wallenstein. Focus Hachiman. No distractions anymore. Taking a breath, I let out a sigh and shook my head. Meekly, while seated, he asked for me again. "S-sensei?"
"Cranel, I said I'm not joining their little investigation." Carefully, I gathered my thoughts and answered Cranel. I made sure to seem reasonable and in control. The misgivings I had towards Loki's proposal were many, but I had no doubt that what's currently happening is important to the Light Novel's plot. From my knowledge of the setting, this was going to be dangerous. Anyone that can attack the Loki Familia is undoubtedly powerful, and I doubted that I had the plot armor that the rest of these gathered adventurers had. I rose from my seat beside one of the Amazons. Tiona, I think, gave me an odd look as I moved to leave. "You're going to decide whether or not to do so yourself."
"Ehhhh? The famed rookie trainer is going to let his sole pupil go play alone with Level 5s." An insufferable whine escaped Loki's mouth. Still, I knew that the goddess's little 'game' was starting. Beings like her wanted everything they could get, and with her Familia in danger, she needed people like me and Cranel. The goddess was simply baiting me, waiting for a reply, and I wasn't going to play along. "Isn't that going to be a mark against your record, Hikigaya-kun? Hikigaya-kun, you're said to be very nice and smart. You won't let Cranel-kun off by himself with us, will you?"
"I teach people how to kill monsters and how to survive the dungeon." My reply was swift. You're right, Loki, I can't ignore your bait. Though I'd like to stay silent, I can't let you badmouth me in front of my student. Hell, now that I'm thinking straight, I want to get Cranel out of this business instead of letting him decide what to do. Whatever asspull the writer of this Light Novel planned on using to let him fight beside the Loki Familia isn't going to happen under my watch. "Killing people isn't my business. Beating them senseless for being criminals, yes. Executions? Criminals? I leave that to the Guild."
"Eh? What can the Guild do against adventurers able to face my Familia, Hikigaya-kun?" Loki drawled and the smirk on her face made my stomach turn. Dammit, I'm not used to being on the defensive in this. The bitch actually laughed and threw her head back while I kept quiet. I didn't have anything to contradict her words, and I'm no liar. "You know that their blacklist is worthless! Those can work on idiots who can't plan, but you already know the Guild can't do anything against Familias who actually know what they're doing."
"So you'll take justice with your own hands then?" Justice. What did I know about justice? Nothing. But looking around, those words unsettled the rest of the people in the room. That made Loki blink. I should've seen it sooner. Everything would take care of itself, especially since our audience is her own Familia. "So, what are you going to do if you find them? Use your Level 5s and 6s to string them up on gallows?" I gestured to her Familia, and instantly her composure cracked. "If you do, you'll prove yourself no better than them. You'll show that the rules that govern Orario don't matter to the strong."
"Easy words for you to say, since your Familia isn't on the line." Loki's voice was calm, but I easily read between the lines. The clenching of her fist and the tension in her neck told me everything I needed to know. The goddess knew what I was doing. You might be able to hit me all you want, but I can burn up the relationships you have with your precious Familia members. I don't need to be right, I just need to make you seem wrong. "These are my precious children, Hikigaya, I won't stand for anyone who raises their hand against them to go unpunished."
"As you said yourself, they're your Familia and your children." I crossed my arms and leaned against the doorframe. This part of the argument between Loki and I was over. The fact that she already pulled the 'I'm this ruthless because I care about you' card means that she's conceded that particular topic to me. Good. Now, to work on getting Cranel out of this foolishness. Narratively speaking, it's better to show a long and steady road rather than a power-up mid-battle anyway. "Not mine or the Brat's. If he decides to help you, that's his choice. I choose to step away from this before it becomes a huge mess."
I didn't want either me or Cranel to be part of your game, Loki. Use your own damned toys. I'll break and burn what I need to break your composure. The moment you lash out at me is the moment I win. Already, I know your weakness, that you want to be the quirky, kind goddess to your Familia. You need their love and admiration, so that makes you an easy target. All I need to do is push and prod the right buttons and…
"Hikigaya-sensei…"
Unexpectedly, Cranel spoke.
Turning to him, I couldn't help but match his frown and furrowed gaze with my own. The white-haired kid trembled, his fists were clenched tightly, and he bit at his lower lip. Still, however, his gaze was firm and solid.
"Sensei, stop it. Stop… trying to turn this into a lesson for me. I know that you're saying all these things to convince me to follow you out of this…" Cranel's voice quivered slightly, but he ceased to tremble and truly glared at me. There was an edge to his voice that I'd never heard before. Seeing his gaze, listening to his words, and guessing what he'd say next… I realized that I clearly underestimated my own student. Focused too much on Loki, I overestimated just how important I am to a kid I'd known only for two weeks. "…But, Wallenstein, the Hiryutes, and Viridis were all attacked by people who wanted to kill them. They wanted to murder them, Sensei. This isn't about doing what's smart, it's about doing what's right."
I've both miscalculated, and made a mistake.
"Well said, boya." Landrock tilted his head in appreciation. "Very well said."
Cranel is a good person, and I'd let my anger at Loki cloud my judgement.
"That's a good head you have on your shoulders, kid." Hiryute Tiona beamed and gave him a smile. "Or, is it a heart in your chest? I forget which metaphor is correct."
Cranel wouldn't do this just to impress Wallenstein.
"It's a good heart, sis." Hiryute Tione nodded. "The heart decides the morals!"
More words were to come from the Loki Familia, undoubtedly more praises for Cranel and his choice, but I had already decided what to do.
The door creaked open as I pushed it aside, casting a silence on the room.
"Sensei?" I tried to ignore the tone in Cranel's voice. No reason to make this harder. Still, however, an indescribable weight settled in the pit of my stomach. "W-where are you-."
Despite wanting to simply leave quietly, I found myself unable to part from my student without saying anything.
"I'll see you when you're done with what you're doing." Habitually, I raised my hand in goodbye as I exited the room. I fixed my hat and gave him a nod as I left. He was already out of his chair. Dammit. "Stay safe, kid."
He didn't catch me, I was faster than I looked.
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A monster of logic. Someone, I forget who, gave me that title. Perhaps, I even gave it to myself, out of arrogance. Still, ideas and titles had a way of coming true. Somewhere along the line, I'd convinced myself that being hated as a result of getting the job is a success. That the results mattered and not what was lost in transition.
This white-haired, young man who I taught was someone who'd never think in that way. Thinking that he'd be a simple, stupid, lonely kid who'd do anything to impress other people was stupid. No, arrogant. Why the fuck would a Hero be anything similar to me? A Hero would never compromise, resort to underhanded tactics, or weigh lives and suffering against the odds.
They'd never regret what they've done.
Cranel Bell would help the Loki Familia despite the dangers involved because he's a hero. That's a given. If he could help someone, Cranel will do so without hesitation. To be a hero in this world meant that he'd always be willing to confront the hardest of challenges head-on, to go above and beyond for the sake of the mistreated, and never entertain the thought that he would be manipulated.
I would like to think that I was different now from the person who woke up in this world. That who I was then would help people without a thought, as he did in the world he was taken from. A better person who wouldn't measure a person's life against his own personal safety. Someone who wouldn't hesitate to help people find out who tried to kill them, instead of being scared for his own life like a spineless coward.
In the end, Cranel's a pure-hearted, kind, and trusting hero willing to help then out, and Hikigaya Hachiman is a logical, cruel, and cynical villain who's corrupting him.
So, after slinking away from Twilight House, I wasn't surprised to find my way blocked by a masked giant and a hooded woman who smelled of flowers.
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