Chapter 2: 1

Chapter 1 : Always wear a smile...

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As the sun beat down on the familiar city, Am walked slowly with his gaze lowered, looking apologetic. It was a skill he had learned to make it easier to live peacefully among the humans in the city of "Raven City," where half of the population consisted of "inorganic life forms." The constant presence of these mechanical beings gave the impression of a cold and unfeeling atmosphere.

Am was a member of a hostile species known as the "malignant spirit species race," and was unable to find a proper job. As an explorer, or adventurer, Am was essentially a combat-oriented jack-of-all-trades. He would take on dangerous missions such as collecting rare minerals in hazardous areas, exterminating monsters that appeared in human settlements, and other tasks. The only difference between Am and a mercenary was that the nature of their work was not strictly limited to combat, although the commonality was that death was always a possibility.

This was one of the few jobs that anyone, including Am, could take up if he had the strength for it. The "Wanderer's Guild," or simply the "Guild," was an organization that supported explorers. They arranged for requests from countries and cities, and allowed for the buying and selling of materials and information. Since it was so useful, most explorers looked for work at the Guild.

Feeling melancholic, Am passed through the large doors and stepped inside. He felt a chill in the air as he was met with the gazes of other explorers, who quickly averted their eyes. Although the Guild accepted all races, it did not necessarily mean they were welcomed. There was probably a rumor going around about Am.

Am was a "malignant spirit species" explorer who clung desperately to their position, unable to move forward, backward, or even become hostile due to their species. They were a bloodthirsty group, but as they had already fallen to the point where almost no one would even speak with them, they were practically worthless.

Am shrunk himself and crept towards the bulletin board with the request papers attached, not daring to make eye contact with anyone. However, he did not bother to look at any of the requests. He had been coming almost every day, so he knew that the materials that were posted every day were too difficult for him. The area around Raven City was a territory of wild magic machines, which were a difficult opponent for Am.

Despite being a "pretty strong" species, Am could barely fend for himself against these machines, and as Am had no companions to fight alongside, this was a fatal flaw. With no money to purchase gear, his options were limited.

It was a complete vicious cycle. And the Guild was not a charitable organization.

After much agonizing, Am went to the Guild with a request form, only to be met with the cold gaze of a guild staff member, a mechanical doll.

"Am-san, you have already gone a month without any results. As you know, there are no penalties or deadlines for continuous buy-type collection requests, but as a grade F explorer, you have an obligation to complete at least one request per month. If you fail to achieve this, you will be expelled."

The voice of the cold announcement sounded human-like, but devoid of any emotions.

"I...understand."

"I recommend that you present a plan to complete the request."

"I'll...do my best."

With a trembling voice, Am declared and left the counter.

There was no one to rely on. Supplies and money were already running out. He had even been waiting for payment of his lodgings for a while now. But if he didn't do something soon, he would be forced to leave.

So he had to face the monsters with determination.

There was a considerable risk. Am had not just been playing around for the past month.

He had attempted it a few times before, but the magic machines were formidable opponents, and Am's sword was just a piece of metal. Even if the opponent was the lowest level, it would take time to defeat them, and he almost always called for reinforcements if the battle dragged on.

But if Am were to be expelled from the Guild, he would no longer be able to survive in this city.

That was the one thing that had to be avoided.

§　§　§

Oh no...I left all my luggage with Alice.

I'm already facing a big problem in this foreign land.

If I listen carefully, all the languages I hear around me are different from the official language of my homeland, the Graell Kingdom.

But that's okay. Communication is essential for a "monster tamer" like me, and I'm multilingual, so I can understand and speak most languages. It's lucky that I have to use it or I'll become dull.

The culture is different, and the climate is different. But that's okay too.

I'm an explorer, and my activities range widely even though the kingdom is my home. It seems like I've been sent to a land I've never seen before, quite far away, but for now, it's within my tolerance.

I don't have any money. But that's okay. I just have to earn it.

But I can't do anything about my ID.

In my pocket, I only have a small amount of change that can last a few nights in the kingdom. The only things in the tool belt around my waist are recovery potions and smoke bombs for emergencies. The "decayed holy sword" that was hanging from my waist seems to have disappeared at some point.

As an explorer, my status is proven by the guild. The guild card issued to me is not only proof of my identity, but also necessary for depositing and withdrawing money from the guild's bank. In other words, without the card, I can't prove my identity or access my money.

Reissuing the card would Have been easy if I were in the well-known kingdom where I'm Famous. But customs are different in a foreign land.


In the past, money was one of the few powers I possessed. I had amassed enough wealth to live modestly for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, all of it was spent preparing for the "Shira" hunt.

"Hmm... so this is the rumored 'dire situation'..."

Now, what should I do? I don't have any money, weapons, connections, or strength.

But time is limited, and if I can't do anything, I'll be stuck.

A 'magical beast user' without a slave is inferior to a 'swordsman' without a sword. They die so easily, it's laughable.

I resume my observation for now. Various species come and go on the wide road.

There are people and carriages. Among the beastmen, the noteworthy ones are the numerous inorganic life forms.

A "magical beast user" forms friendly relationships with various species and accumulates knowledge to draw out the power of the contracted slave.

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Inorganic life forms, also known as machine species, are created by humans. They are a powerful species overall, but if they don't engage in war, there are few species that are easier to deal with.

That's because they don't have any malice unless they are programmed to do so.

I quickly target a person with a moss-green, cool-looking body among the walking machine dolls on the street and boldly speak to him.

It's a male-type machine doll. There are no noteworthy modifications, but its slim body is free of any scratches, and you can tell from its solid gait that its creator is excellent.

"Hey. You with the cool green body over there. I'm in a bit of a bind. Could you help me out?"

The male-type machine doll comes to a halt and turns its face towards me, and says in a robotic voice:

"I request proof of identity."

"I don't have it. I lost it. That's why I'm in trouble. My name is Phil Garden, a 'magical beast user' named Phil Garden."

The single eye on the face blinks green, and I wait for it to finish its thoughts.

The young man with the green, inorganic body, who is probably specialized in defense, says in a robotic voice:

"Phil Garden. Present your request."

The inorganic life forms are generally very kind. They have an instinct to be helpful to their creators, the "organic life forms." Therefore, contact with them is easy as long as you don't make any mistakes in how you approach them.

I stated my request with a smile.

"Thank you. I'm in trouble, and I need information. But first, can you tell me your name, kind person? It's not Nice to keep calling you the nice guy with the green body."

*******

The most important key to being a 'monster tamer' is always to have a smile on your face. People don't gather around those with a gloomy expression.

It's a simple truth, but it took me quite some time to make it my own.

I parted ways with a kind male humanoid robot (whose name, by the way, was Badasuka) with a smile and hurried towards the guild.

I didn't show it on the outside, but the situation was close to the worst. The distance we had transferred was astronomically large.

The continent was divided north and south by an impregnable mountain range known as the Boundary Line. I lived in the north, and this was probably the south. Specifically, without checking a map, it was at least 50,000 kilometers away from the kingdom. It was not a distance I could easily return from.

I had heard stories about the southern lands, which were abundant in inorganic life forms. I had always wanted to visit someday, but I never thought it would happen like this... now I had even more things to consider.

Cultures also change with locations. The guild was also quite different from the one in the capital.

A terribly conspicuous, white metal rectangular building. It had a somewhat futuristic atmosphere, but the guild emblem, depicting a long sword, staff, and shield intersecting, was the same as the one in the kingdom.

And the inside of the guild was also significantly different from that of the capital. Well-functioning air conditioning. A polished metal floor. Clean counters with robotic staff. The only common point would probably be the bulletin board with requests posted on it. In the attached bar, there were also some explorers, but there were probably also inorganic life forms mixed in.
Perhaps their civilization level has risen because they can gather a lot of advanced magical machinery materials.

While checking the surroundings of the guild nervously, I approach the counter.

A huge electric bulletin board is installed at the top of the counter.

All the guild staff on the other side are mechanical dolls, typing on keyboards instead of writing. It's a scene that is rarely seen even in the kingdom.

There were five guild staff sitting at the counter, all of them mechanical dolls. However, unlike the person I asked for directions earlier, they look human enough that you can't tell they are machines at first glance.

They must have incorporated high-quality emotion machinery. While their emotional expressions are somewhat lacking, there is no "odd feeling" in their appearance. This is amazing. Just by that, you can tell the skill of the creator who made them.

I narrow my eyes and lick my lips in my mind. Even the receptionist is an inorganic life form... how lucky.

Organic life forms were the ones who first created magical machinery. Therefore, they are weak to organic life forms as a whole.

I stood in front of my favorite of the five, a female-type mechanical doll with black hair and an antenna on her head.

"Hello, how may I assist you?"

A slender, feminine-looking mechanical doll, who looks a few years younger than me, stares straight at me with her crimson optical sensors that are likely built-in. I meet her gaze with my own eyes, which she probably has no use for. Her manufactured eyes have a gleam of intelligence. Some inorganic life forms only possess degraded intelligence, but she is different.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Phil Garden. Could you please tell me your name for starters?"

The antenna on her head sways slightly. Her eyelids gently open and close. It's delicate work even though she doesn't need to blink.

Eventually, her lips slowly open and a voice comes out. It's so similar to a human voice that I can't tell the difference.

"Yes, Mr. Phil. Nice to meet you. My model number is Tesla GN60346074B."

"I'm not interested in your model number, I want to know your name... But, roughly speaking, I can tell that you're in the Tesla GN 6000 series from the thought assistance device in your head."

I point to her antenna. I'm not a pro on inorganic life forms, but I know the basics.

Just as other species have similar characteristics at the species level, there are standards for inorganic life forms created by a creator. Tesla refers to a licensed product of a mechanical engineering doctor called Tesla Encester, and GN on the head refers to it being a female type mechanical doll. The GN type, which is equipped with an antenna-type thought-assisting device that assists emotional mechanisms in the head, is the exclusive technology of Tesla Encester... or rather a playful addition that is only granted to the 6000 series.

It's common sense. To supplement, the four digits 6074 behind it represent the manufacturing year, and the B behind it indicates the Battle type... indicating that it is for combat purposes.

Tesla GN60346074B-san looked at me with a puzzled expression and said unexpected words.

"I'm sorry, sir Phil. If you mean it in that way, I do not have a name."

I opened my eyes wide in surprise. Naming is an important ritual, and although magic machines are not created through mating like other species, it doesn't mean there's no love involved. Many "mechanical magicians" who create them only give their children to those they like, and the lucky owners who receive them usually give them their first name. And that name becomes their pride.

It's really lamentable. It seems that this guild is too busy to neglect such a basic aspect.

When I see things like this, my blood boils. I clapped my hands and said with a smile,

"I see... but it's inconvenient not to have a name. If it's okay with you, I'll give you one."

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