blueteamnovel Chapter 31: Dogora
Chapter 31: Dogora
chapter 31: dogora
at the herb shop, i heard about the day rodan was seriously injured. i learned about rodan and gerda’s friendship. i think i’ll just keep this to myself.
(is that a weapons shop next door?)
i left the herb shop and entered the weapons shop next door.
“excuse me.”
“...”
apparently, the shopkeeper is the kind who doesn’t answer. in the back of the shop, there is a shopkeeper with a face i’ve seen before.
(huh? isn’t he the father of the child who recieved the axe wielder talent?)
he was the father of the child who got the [axe wielder] talent. he was sitting at the same table as me at the banquet. he is the owner of the weapons shop. i folded my arms as a boy in rags and came in. he seems to have noticed that the boy who came in was me. he was staring at me.
he didn’t kick me out, so i continue to browse the shop.
(i thought it was a weapons shop, but it’s a hardware shop. they have pots and knives as well.)
they must be doing a lot more than just weapons. even a convenience shop in the village sells vegetables and other things.
(i’m not in a hurry, but i’d like to graduate from wooden swords.)
the reason i went into the shop this time was to upgrade my weapon for defeating albaheron. the wooden sword sometimes breaks. i do have a spare wooden sword with me just in case, but i can’t get to it in time during battle, so when it does, i hold albaheron by the neck with my bare arm and beat him up.
“how much is this dagger for?”
“it’s 50 silver coins.”
he answered bluntly.
almost everyone in the village knows that my father is rodan.
and the owner of the weapons shop knew that rodan was the leader of the serfs. since the early days of the settlement, he has been cultivating the village and defeating the boars. along with gerda, he is one of the leaders of the serfs, and has a certain presence in the village. the fact that 70% of the village’s population is made up of serfs shows how large their presence is.
normally, if a six-year-old boy in ragged clothes asks you for the price of a weapon, you would not think of him as anything other than a kid. he answered my question, partly maybe due to rodan’s influence.
(i see, 50 silver coins for the cheapest-looking dagger, or the equivalent of 10 kg of albaheron meat.)
“by the way, how much would an iron rod the size of this wooden sword cost?”, allen asked the shop owner by showing him his wooden sword.
“well, about 20 silver coins.”
i usually move around with a wooden sword in my waistband.
(that’s quite a price.)
even a non-bladed iron rod costs the equivalent value as for the meat from two albaherons.
if i could, i’d buy one to improve my equipment, but it’s not good to improve weapons for the sake of self-gratification. i want to use the albaheron meat as efficiently as possible.
i gave up and left the weapons shop.
(now, let’s buy some firewood and go home. i’m almost done with my market research.)
“it’s not fair!”
“do you say the same thing on the battlefield? i’m a knight with a sword.”
after three years of playing knight with kurena, the knightly tone had become my second nature. it comes naturally to me. all thanks to kurena.
“i’m not sure what to say.”
“i’ll wait for you, so bring whatever weapon you have. i’m a knight with a sword, dogora.”
“what? don’t you dare!”
dogora runs away at great speed. and then he comes back with the same speed. in his hands, he holds something large.
it may have been from the weapons shop, but he ran and brought out a large round stick that looked like a piece of scrap wood.
dogora held it up, saying, “hmmm.”
“what’s the matter, aren’t you coming?
“uoooooo!”
perhaps provoked and enraged, the knightly battle with dogora began. dogora wielded a round stick with all his might. i took it carefully with my wooden sword.
a lot of people were watching this knightly game between allen and dogora, but they were not intefering.
i started without thinking. as you can imagine, it’s not a game, so i won’t make it a bloody affair. as i was thinking about how to end it, i continued to receive dogora’s round stick.
“what’s wrong? scared?”
dogora provoked allen, who was only receiving the blow. then, with a little more force, he adjusted his wooden sword to dogora’s round stick.
it was december, and the hunting of albaheron was over. the farm work was almost done, and he no longer needed strength. rodan was also recovering.
therefore, he changed many of his summons from f-rank beasts to f-rank grass. the reason for this was to increase his mana and skill experience. but he was still more powerful than dogora, and several times more powerful than most adults.
“gah!”
dogora was blown away with his stick.
“do you still want to continue?”
“gu!”
i hit dogora with small amount of my strength and he fell down to the ground.
apparently, he did. he was out of breath. he does not try to stand up while glaring at allen.
“hey, dogora, the axe wielder.”
“what?”
“i’ll be back shopping in two days’ time.”
“what?”
after dogora didn’t get up, allen started to walking on his way home.