Chapter 45: CHAPTER 45 MAGIC BROOM

Drouot raises his voice and then starts scolding us. “Kids these days! Too full of themselves. Listen very well, this Magic Items is not just for raising your strength by integers! It is a multiplier. The reason why Magic Items are getting less popular lately is because of blockheads like you!”

Then why are you staring at me? It wasn’t even me who was complaining.

Teacher Drouot’s eyes are heavily set upon me. “These Magic Items or Tools as I prefer to call them are not just weapons. If used in the right way, these items here can also be used in training.

“Those quadruple bracelets, you lanky brat. You can try to replicate the magic recovery, magic circulation, mana detection, and stamina recovery artificially if you just get the right frequency! Internally, mana is like a combination of a cell and a particle! You just have to be imaginative enough on how to use these Magic Tools to train yourselves. If you think these Tools are weapons, then you are an idiot.”

I want to laugh when Drouot called Jack a lanky guy, but when Drouot looks at me at the word ‘idiot’, I feel sour and hurt.

Without mercy, Drouot continues his lecture. “Meanwhile, the purple sash and the red cape? With this, you can train yourself to get closer to the flame elements. Given enough time, you’d even reach the level of a Wizard King. So, big boobs, train well.”

At the word ‘Wizard King’, Jack gazes at Drouot and then Mereoleona alternately with a reverent gaze. Jack is such a kid. I, however, am thinking differently. At the words ‘Big Boobs’, I try my best not to laugh.

Mereoleona bows her head to Drouot, and with an apologetic voice, she offers her sincere praise. “I apologize for my rudeness and thank you for my guidance. To think there is such an expert like you, I have so much more to learn.” This is amazing, never did I imagine once in my life that Mereoleona can be this humble.

I look at old man Drouot. The foolish old man is blushing… aaah~ I cannot take it anymore. “Ha. Haha. Hahhahahhahah!”

After that, Mereoleona shows me her love of suplex once more. Tough love.

“Ahem,” With a fake cough, Drouot attracts our attention to the last item by removing the final cloth. “This broom here is neither a tool nor an item. Because of a certain idiot’s pestering, I was made to do something like this— this Magic Broom here is a weapon.”

It is kind of awkward how passionate Drouot was in differentiating Magic Items and Tools. A Magic Weapon is something not unheard of, just rare. In a world full of magic powers, who needs a magic weapon if they can just dish it from their grimoires?

Technically, Magic Weapons in this world come from grimoires, or put simply, it goes by the term 'Weapon Creation Magic' which is a legitimate branch of magic. But I have a different idea. I believe there is another path for Magic Weapons. Because of my forceful suggestion, Drouot was made to create something as abhorrent as this broom. “I don’t want a Magic Tool, I want a weapon. The kind that kills. And this broom is a weapon that will brilliantly shine in my adventures!”

The magic broom is beyond ugly. It is pitch black with lots of depression in its handle. Its broom head is grey like soot. Meanwhile, its bristle is white. Lastly, the metal coil holding the broom head and the handle together is gold with black engravings of runic letters that looks like more of a wriggling worm than actual letters.

It looks like just any other broom, except that is so ugly, you’d think of it as garbage. Drouot didn’t explain its functions for even he doesn’t know what this broom is capable of.

I take over the explanation segment saving Drouot’s face. “This broom is a weapon for a single reason— this thing here is only capable of harming and killing. After soaking individual parts with my Singularity Attribute, teacher Drouot then assembled them into this broom. I’ll be honest, I would prefer it better if it is a sword. Alas, the only materials available in the workshop’s storage that can withstand my Singularity Magic are a 1000-year-old Dragon’s whisker, a Giant Black Pearl, and a World Tree Branch. Teacher Drouot cannot really hammer it into a sword. In the end, what I got is this, a Magic Weapon in the shape of a Magic Tool. Hey, teacher Drouot, give us a discount.”

Drouot’s face becomes red in fury. “No! NO! NO DISCOUNT! YOU LEECH!” Seeing his angry face, I remember Drouot’s a bit of a money hoarder.

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I plead my case. “Come on, don’t be like that. You even gave me an allowance last time.”

Drouot madly yells at me. “LIKE I TOLD YOU, NO DISCOUNT!”

Oh, sheesh. Fine. It is not my problem anyway.

Jack rubs his chin pondering how much it would cost. “These items are definitely topnotch. Aaron, if you are this wealthy, why did you even borrow money from me in buying that contract?”

Jack, oh, Jack. It looks like he has the wrong idea, so I might as well enlighten him as early as possible. “You will be paying with your own money, duh?”

Then, I mercilessly add to my words, my gaze not leaving Jack. “Oh, and also forget the debt I owe you, consider it paid thanks to your generosity, Jack.  Consider this an order. An O-R-D-E-R! Using the contract, I enforce this order on you.”

Strangely, Mereoleona is feeling a slight hear that she cannot discern where is coming from. “I will pay for mine. You don’t have to pay for me or anything. Let’s just get over it.” SHe quickly says to Drouot and me.

“Big sister Mereo~” I call to our generous lovely rich royal lady with deep pockets. “Pay for me. Using the contract, I enforce this great order that I decree on you! Mwahahaha!”

Drouot chimes in. “Miss Mereoleona, that’s 2.8 million yuls with Aaron’s broom.”

After that, I start missing Mereoleona’s suplex. By strangling me to death, I imagine my bleak days ahead. What can I do? I am an escaped convict with literally nothing in my name. I should have stipulated in the contract not to hurt the contractor in any manner or form.

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Barely surviving the day. I lead my party to the forest. “Guys, from here on out, I need the two of you fully alert at all times. We will rush from here. Hopefully, we can reach a far distance before night falls.” It was a new morning. I was planning to immediately kickstart the adventure after distributing the gear, but Mereoleona and Jack just have to request an extension of the sparring activities.

Hahaha. I just cannot get it. Why did the two of them gang up on me? Oh goodness, my back hurts. It looks like playing dumb doesn't have any effect, like maybe reducing the back pain.

Our party of three easily reaches the entrance of the forest.

Jack who knows much of the forests and mountains in the Clover Kingdom finds his surroundings new and entertaining. “Where are we? I don’t know that there is a forest like this in the kingdom. From how I see it, forests all look the same. This place however feels different. This place feels more primitive and richer with mana.”

It is weird not to hear Jack’s ‘kekeke’ laughter. That just speaks of how serious he currently is. “Bing bing bing! You got it right, Jack. After this forest, we will be officially stepping on the ‘Neutral Territory’ where all sorts of danger lie. This might be your greatest adventure yet. To the Witches’ Forest, here we go!”

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