Chapter 274: 274 273 Antique Tours

Two hundred seventy-three.

prosperity and decline in the Katenov era. Mira walks up the stairs, remembering her friend somewhere nostalgic.

(If it's a specialty from five hundred years ago, it looks like the Spirit might be there...)

If it is from the Katenov era, it is sufficient for the Spirit to dwell due to the length of the past. I peek into the stairs to see if I could see anything, but I just could see the wall poking at me.

The works of art made during the Katenov era involved a wide range of fields due to the contents of the royal decree.

The subject matter of art was not only fundamental, such as statues and paintings, but everything that existed. From buildings to dishes, the city was overflowing with a variety of pieces, from waste to specialty.

And that naturally extends to the furniture Mira asks for. Old era furniture that is also loved as a work of art. If so, it would not be strange for the Spirit to dwell.

(Based on the content of the story, there seems to be a product on top of this as well...)

Mira looks back at the store owner-customer interaction she saw earlier. Especially when the customer said, 'It was a good assortment'.

Assortment. That means there are several Katenov antiques on the upper floor that we were talking about earlier. Maybe some other antiques. Having thought about it, Mira looked around the store trying to change it.

And when I'm done going around the street, I realize one fact.

(But, well, I'm not convinced.)

Ground floor lined with a number of antiques. It was a field of goods and a wide variety of spaces to enjoy just watching. But there was something in that space that was unlikely.

That's an expensive product. Based on the range of products with a bottom value of 100,000 riffs, they can all be considered expensive. But from the brackets of antiques, it would still be a low-priced area.

I checked again on the assumption that there were no more than half a million items on the ground floor. Referring to that fact, if you look back at the conversation between the owner and the customer earlier, you will see how this store is doing.

"If you find out, you don't have a heart, you all look young."

All the expensive antiques that have been cherished and handed down over a long history are arranged upstairs. Arriving at the answer, Mira squeaks so, looking at the furniture lined up on the ground floor. The goods there are antiques, but I wonder if it has not yet been long enough for the Spirit to dwell.

And that was the time.

"Oh, no, you're young, but you seem to have eyes inside. Exactly. The products here are just old, like, maybe a hundred years. It's much younger than antiques, but it's something that will definitely increase in value in the future."

Apparently, I heard Mira whining, the shopkeeper calling out with a delightful look on his face.

"Well, did I still?... and the older ones are up there, aren't they?

As expected, the items arranged on the ground floor do not seem old enough for the Spirit to dwell. Where corroborated by the store owner's words, Mira tried to peek and cut to the point.

"I can't generally say that age determines value, but that's right. Everything precious is upstairs."

The store owner's answer was what Mira expected. There still seems to be something much older upstairs than here. Maybe some of them, some of them I want.

However, given the circumstances and condition, it is clear that the second floor is dedicated to VIP. Mira, by contrast, is the first girl to see and look like she has no pieces of majesty. I just asked for it, and I don't think I can put it upstairs that all the valuables will be available.

"Can you show me upstairs?

I don't think so, but I couldn't think of any particular proposal, so I asked her straight in. Then, after all, the store owner gives a slightly thoughtful look. Then, staring at Mira, she opens her mouth just for a moment and then peeps.

"Sorry if I was wrong at times, but I saw you with the Spirit Queen... how about that?

There were plausible expectations in the face of the shopkeeper who had asked. And Mira sensed the intention of the inquiry.

'The Spirit Queen', the two names of Mira that we are now talking about. It is also a testament to advanced adventurers, and if you are such an adventurer that two names become rumours, good feathering is like common sense. Upstairs dedicated to VIP with luxury rarities. I wonder if it is a title to match even if you step in there.

"Uh, um. That's what they call it."

If you've touched on that at this time, you'll be able to satisfy the conditions for second-floor entry by affirming it. Mira, who understood so, let her snort with some exaggerated trick, taking care not to rush.

"Oh, still! Beauty as rumored, and pity. There was no madness in my eyes! No, it's an honor to be able to welcome rumors! Oh, wait a minute."

As expected, rather than a memorial, the shopkeeper blossomed brightly with his expression, saying so, and ran all the way to the dota and counter. Mira tilts her neck as she stares afterwards. When the reaction feels different.

The look on the face of the shopkeeper earlier was not so much a welcome to customers who might drop a lot of money, but just because he seemed happy to meet a celebrity.

Anyway, that impression seemed to hit me, and the shopkeeper, who came back lightly in the footsteps, had colored paper and a pen in his hand.

"Actually, my daughter is a big fan of the Spirit Queen. If you don't mind, could you give me your autograph?

The shopkeeper offers coloured paper and pen with a pleading eye and a more radiant expression. Is it really my daughter who wants an autograph fulfilled, or is it the owner himself?

Nevertheless, there is no point in making that clear. Mira replied, "Uhm, that's good," after just a few thoughts, and received the colored paper and pen.

(Hum, sign... Sounds like you made it!

Mira ran the pen with joy, but with an effort and a calm attitude, even though she was used to it.

On the road from Granlings to Haxthausen. Mira, as "Mira the Spirit Queen," practiced her signature well. Because I learned at Grand Rings that it was called by two names: the Spirit Queen and so on, and I thought I would surely need it one day. Am I going to fall in love with you? But that helped this time, and I admitted that I was just used to writing brilliantly, so it's something the world doesn't know.

"By the way, what about upstairs?

Mira had just finished writing her autograph and did not give it to her immediately, asking once now while trying to get a lot somewhere. Somewhere, if you want this, you know what I mean? whilst giving such an atmosphere.

Then the store owner said, "Of course, let me show you!" Answered with momentum. And like a faithful dog waiting, staring at the coloured paper, let his hands twist.

"Right or right. Well, nice to meet you."

Apparently, we can check upstairs. The possibility of meeting new furniture spirits was connected. First relieved, Mira stands in front of the stairs quickly and only after returning the colored paper and pen to the shopkeeper.

"Thank you. I'll be right back!

Quick to say, the store owner immediately ran to the counter and put the colored paper on the shelf as it seemed important. And then he calls some sort of clerk who was beside him, and then he comes back beside Mira.

"Thank you for waiting. Now let me show you the premium room upstairs"

The shopkeeper, who said so and thanked him, went up the stairs with a soft, albeit void face. The boundaries between work and private affairs are vague, but the switch seems to be quick.

"What a... stunning thing to do."

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Standing down to the waiting second floor after the shopkeeper, Mira is breathtaking at the sight that spreads there. The ground floor that looked promising inside, but when I saw this second floor, it was so full of history that I could tell it wasn't even in the front seat.

There were no compartments on the upstairs floor, and the spacious spaces were lined with various antiques. And that, apparently, is divided into some sort of classification, which can be seen to change the look and feel in the compartment.

Mira had little knowledge of the genre of antiques. Knowing is about a polar part of the range my friend Dolphin was talking about. Only those limited to weapons. However, all the items in front of me now were specially visible in Mira's eyes.

"Thank you. From here on out, it was created during the Katenov era, which became a turning point in the art world, and as you can see, it is an exquisite selection of fine craftsmanship."

Whether she was comfortable with Mira's reaction or whether she was of that kind again, the store owner happily broke her expression and began to explain the products lined up there.

First, the antics of the Katenov era. It emitted a magnificent and magnificent beauty that was created solely by human skill, yet different from easily understandable luxury and brilliance such as gold and silver.

In the time of Katenov, the royal fate had been to incorporate art into life, even to the general population who could not afford to enjoy it. In general, however, it is not possible to use expensive painting materials, gold and silver jewellery necessary for decoration, etc. That was why the finesse that could be created with even a single sculpture knife prevailed.

And even during the Katenov era, the "Coffee Craft Bell Antiques Store" gathers many items that were used by the general public. From everyday accessories, furniture of various sizes and sizes, and doors, there was a line of items that were so brilliantly crafted that it seemed divine. That was right, a work of art itself, which cannot be spoken of in the framework of mere antiques, household possessions, etc.

"I heard about it, but in the Katenov era and the way things were done, did you mean that there was such a mess? That's ridiculous."

Mira, with great admiration, confirms the items lined up there, one at a time. The purpose is furniture spirits, but inside, how could it be that its artistry to the overwhelming attraction of eyes? Furniture should be the only way to find it, but when I realized it, I was looking around at everything from the Katenov era.

"Hmm. Didn't find it."

Mira squeaks as she looks back down the path she came through the area of the Katenov era. It was about a dozen minutes in time, but there was such satisfaction there that it touched upon a heavy history. But the spirits that were the object could not be found there after all.

"People's sensibility is something wonderful. But that is why my family, whom Lord Mira seeks, will not be there '

Apparently, the Spirit King also appreciated it, and an emotional voice echoed behind Mira's brain. And at the same time, the Spirit King went on to say that the Spirit would not dwell in the furniture of the Katenov period. Because anything is too artistic, its essence as furniture is obscured. No matter how important it is used, they say it cannot be a vessel in which the Spirit resides unless it is something that has always been valued as it was for its original use. The desire put in by the manufacturer when it was made and the thoughts of those who had it in their hands were paramount, and the spirits dwelled in vessels because they combined and stacked up for many years.

"I see. It doesn't affect how you feel and how you value it."

That's what I'm talking about.

Years are also important, but how they have been used is also important for the Spirit to dwell, the Spirit King says.

Katenov era furniture forced into artistic elements. With that in mind, it was certainly likely that the conditions would be strict for the Spirit to dwell.

"Come on, the next thing I want to show you is this. Time is a specialty made about 200 years ago."

In front of the store owners who were ahead of them while saying so, there was a display of similar but somewhat different items from the Katenov era.

I guess there's a set flow line, the shopkeeper guided Mira into entering from the edge of the compartment, and she just started talking quickly in front of it.

"Once, there was a movement of artisans who were fascinated by the Katenov era to recreate the time with their hands. The movement, which spread around a small town in the southeast of the continent, eventually became a major wave involving several major cities in the southeast, creating a leap forward for artists and creating several masterpieces."

The store owner will introduce the products lined up here, even though the historical background is used as a word. As the shopkeeper said they were fascinated by the Katenov era, they did combine everyday but artistic aspects.

However, as I followed the store owner and proceeded to the flow line, I could see those expressions gradually changing. The foundation of art in all of life remained intact, but design and so on could be seen as approaching that of modern times.

says the store owner. He said that by going down the road, time was going on again. In other words, by proceeding along the flow lines, we were also able to see the transition due to the time of the reproduction movement.

"Around here, it's a medium-term piece, isn't it? From here on out, change will come true."

The store owner smiles like a child and continues the narrative. Rather than like to talk about it, it looked more like I liked to share it, and I could see how much Mira wanted me to feel about it.

"Ho, which one?"

Items that imitated the time, made three hundred years after the time. Mira observes closely what the difference is and how it changes.

Store owners, too, stick around and tell the details. It's a situation that some people may feel depressed about. But Mira was enjoying herself now. All the exact descriptions of the shopkeepers were admirable, most importantly because the brilliantly aligned pieces created a museum-like pleasure there in history.

"I see, it's not color. As we move forward, the colors are getting richer."

Where the flow line entered the late group of works, Mira just said that it was this. From trinkets to furniture to parts of building materials and just in the aisle lined with various antiques, Mira noticed. The more the times have gone by, the more colored products there are.

"You're right, you're right! Beginning with pigments and dyes around this mid-term period, there have been revolutionary technological advances in various fields, with many repercussions. As a result, the campaign for the reproduction of the Katenov era gradually moved to reform."

The shopkeeper, who has just raised his praise here, adds momentum and moves forward. Stepping in is the flow line lined up by later groups of works. It was a space filled with gentle colors, as if it were a land of fairies.

The store owner said that the price of pigments and dyes, in particular, dropped between mid- and late years, so colorful specialties were created continuously. As a result, he said, the city where the reproduction movement began had a colorful view as if it were surrounded by rainbows. Therefore, they called it a rainbow on the ground or something.

"Unfortunately, the city was destroyed in the Great War at the time, and it has now become a land of immortality and demons. But in recent years, there has been a movement in the town of Ponesho in the Kingdom of Strife to recreate that time. Fine workmanship and other fine parts seem to be difficult for boulders, but in terms of colorful towns, it was quite something."

Store owners often travel all over the continent looking for antiques that are both business and hobby. "That city is worth a look," he continued, smiling as he also seemed to enjoy sightseeing in between.

The shopkeeper, who had thus carefully explained it plainly, stopped at the end of the flow line, in front of the largest and most stunning painting. The painting was housed in a large showcase with a key, surrounded by art equipment that would be used for security purposes. I guess it's an extra substitute, the toughest condition I've ever seen.

"Ho, this is... It's amazing."

Mira raised her admiration with the painting in her eyes. And the shopkeeper laughs, "Let's be," in a really good mood.

The painting, about one hundred and fifty, was large in width exceeding two meters. And on such a large canvas was a detailed depiction of the colorful streets as if it were the rainbow stained. Yes, that's what the city looked like on Saturday, called the rainbow on earth.

Its power and vibrancy were so appealing that even those that were not interested in art would stop, and it was also very heart-catching for Mira.

"When I first saw this painting, I thought all the reproduction movements were meant to produce this."

The shopkeeper looks at the painting with emotion and closes his eyes as if to put his thoughts there.

"These, two hundred years before the creation of a prize that is no less than that of the Katenov period, we call it the Reverie period, in homage to its founder, Count Blanche La Reverie"

The shopkeeper, who closed the explanation that way, slowly opened his eyes and groaned, wanting to see the streets of the Katenov era as well.

"I don't think we have a deep history."

I felt like I figured something out, Mira nodded just as emotionally as the shopkeeper looked at the painting.

A city painted in oil but soft as a watercolor. Satisfied that this saw something wonderful, Mira joined the shopkeeper and immersed herself in the splendour of art.

But that's also between the bundles. After a while, Mira just remembered her original purpose. Relax and you'll be put at the store owner's pace. If I keep dating the store owner like this, the sun is going down. After realizing that, Mira looks back on the path she rushed to. Then, the items that are creating stunning gradients going back in time get into view and impress me again as stunning.

(Whoa, why don't you)

Once again, Mira regains her mind, making sure she focuses on the furniture lining up there. However, because of the strong artistic colour of the Katenov period, there was no appearance of the spirits living there.

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