Zolotaya Roza: The great tower of Reliquia

Chapter 23: [Arc – Little Explorer] Chapter 22 – Buy weapons in the shop and start the journey at an altitude of 300 meters!


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At 13.00, an altitude of 304 meters above sea level, the
western part of the Reliquia tower, explorer camp.

 

Me, my mother, and Molen had been at a shop selling weapons.
This shop is named Morikke, the owner is named Mori, he is a 60 year old man
and has three sons. The children welcomed us, they offered a variety of weapons
that looked interesting.

 

Morikke's shop always sells tough weapons that don't break
easily, but what this shop lacks is that the room temperature is uncomfortable,
customers can't possibly feel at home in a very hot room, I really want to get
out of this room and clean my sweaty body.

 

“Uncle, can you put out the fire in that place? The
temperature in this shop is too hot.” I begged the shop owner. The heat in this
shop comes from the iron kiln.

 

"Sorry. I'm forging a weapon in that place, if the fire
is extinguished, I can't work and of course the customers who order will be
disappointed," replied Mori.

 

"Oh, I see. There's no other choice, huh." I left
the shop owner and leaned against the wooden wall.

 

Molen approached me, then stood beside me "Hey, my
queen, why are you frowning like that?"

 

"I'm not frowning, it's just that the heat in this
place makes my happiness fade," I replied.

 

"Oh. Oh." Molen smiled.

 

"Molen, you look fresh, you are not feel hot with the
temperature in this room?"  I asked,
tilting my head to the left.

 

"Not at all, fire is my main element, so I'm immune to
heatstroke," replied Molen.

 

"No wonder you're grinning..."

 

“Hahahaha,” Molen laughed, “My queen, I'll give you some
melon juice, so you don't feel hot anymore.”

 

"Huh? Melon juice?" I was amazed.

 

“Yeah, wait a minute…. Dimensions, melon juice.” Molen made
a dimensional hole with her index finger, then she took out a glass of cold
melon juice.

 

“Wow! Very cool! How can you create melon juice in the blink
of an eye?”

 

“I didn’t create it, but I took the melon juice out of the
dimensional space,” Molen explained, she handed me the cold drink.

 

I received the melon juice that Molen gave me, then asked,
“Dimensional space? What’s that?”

 

“Dimensional space is like a storage or warehouse, I can put
in and take out whatever I want,” replied Molen.

 

“Oh, I see. Your ability is really  unique, with that kind of ability you don’t
have to bother carrying a lot of luggage anymore, right?”

 

“Yes. By the way, leave that big bag to me, let I put in
into the dimension space.”

 

“Oh, okay, hehehe.” I handed the big bag I was carrying to
Molen, then I smiled widely.

 

The half-dragon woman took my large bag and made a
dimensional hole, “Dimension, swallow it.”

 

Molen has entered the bag into the dimension space.

 

“You don’t have to bother carrying that big looking heavy bag
again,” Molen said, smiling.

 

“The bag isn’t heavy, really, but it helped me a lot. Thank
you, Molen.”  I gave her a smile.

 

“No problem, my queen, lightening your burden is one of my
duties.”

 

“Good to hear....” I drank the melon juice, “ah, it’s
fresh!”

 

“Thank goodness you like it.”

 

“Molen, do you want to keep this glass?” I asked, tilting my
head to the right.

 

Molen snatched the glass from my hand, “Let’s just throw it
away....” and she threw it out of the shop.

 

The glass broke into pieces.

 

“Oi, fat lizard, what are you doing?  The broken glass can hurt people’s feet!” My
mother reprimanded the half-dragon, she was checking the quality of the weapons
in the shop.

 

“Shut up pitiful eyes! Everyone in this camp is wearing
shoes, so there’s no way they could hurt their feet!”  Molen exclaimed.

 

Suddenly, an old man who was not wearing any shoes stepped
on the broken glass, his leg was injured, he winced in pain, and fell to the
ground. The old man right leg was bleeding profusely, if not treated, he would
go into shock.

 

“See, I told you....” My mother pointed at the injured old
man.

 

“WHY IS THERE AN OLD MAN WITH NO FOOTWEAR STEPPED ON THE
BROKEN GLASS!?” Molen was surprised and astonished.

 

My mother let out a short breath, “Ristia, treat that old
man.”

 

“Understood.... Molen, please take out my large bag.”

 

“I refuse. I will treat it. I will take responsibility.”
Molen acts cool in front of me.

 

“Oh, yes, fine.”

 

“Dimension, monimme powder.” 
Molen made a dimensional hole and took out a bag containing a mysterious
green powder.

 

Molen took a handful of green powder from the bag, then she
blew the powder at the old man. The powder flew in the air and slowly covered
the injured old man’s right leg.

 

My mother touched her chin, “Monimme powder, huh.”

 

“Oh, what is this? Is my leg healed?”  the old man was confused, he scratched his
head.

 

“Oh, wow, like a magic,” said the shop owner’s eldest son.

 

“W-What happened? The wound healed right away?” I’m also
confused, the green powder was completely does not make sense.

 

“Mrs.Ouro always works miracles, hahaha,” praised the shop
owner’s second son.

 

“Wahahahaha,” Molen burst out laughing, “look Leistiari, I’m
a half-dragon who will be responsible if there is a problem, a small matter
like this isn’t a problem for me, wahahahaha.”

 

“Shut your mouth, your rotten breath is flying everywhere,”
my mother sneered.

 

“WHAT DID YOU SAY!!!?” Molen looked very angry, her forehead
furrowed and her hands were veined.

 

“Your breath stinks,” my mother sneered once more.

 

“DIMENSIONS, THE AX OF DESTRUCTION,” Molen pulled out her
red ax from inside the dimensional space, “I WILL BREAK YOUR BONE,
LEISTIARI!!!”

 

 

“Oh, wanna a fight, huh.” My mother pulled out the Roseliet from
the sheath.

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“Stop it, this shop will be destroyed, you know!” I said,
crossing my arms across my chest and closing my left eye.

 

“You’re right, kid.” My mother put Roseliet back in the
sheath.

 

“Molen, forgive my mother if she offended you.”

 

“Don’t worry, I’m not offended at all, I was just kidding.
Wahahahaha.”  Molen burst out laughing.
After that she inserted her large ax into the dimension hole.

 

“What happen? Why is it so noisy?” The shop owner came from
the iron kiln.

 

“There isn’t anything. So, how much do these three weapons
cost?” my mother asked, pointing at the weapons of her choice lying on the wooden
table.

 

“Hmmm...” Mori was thinking, he wiped his bushy mustache,
“4.300.000 DUK.”

 

“Deals.” My mother immediately took a pile of banknotes from
her coat pocket and placed them on the wooden table.

 

“My queen, how much wealth do you think your mother has?”
asked Molen, in a whisper.

 

“I don’t know, my mother doesn’t like to indulge in wealth,
so I don’t know,” I answered, whispering too.

 

“Oh, like that.”

 

“Why do you ask that, Molen?”

 

“I always worry about your mother’s economic condition. I
don’t want her to live in poverty.”

 

I smiled after hearing Molen’s answer. “So. You love my
mother very much, right?”

 

“Of course, I was the one who washed your mother ass when
she was a baby, she’s like my own child.”

 

“No wonder you two seem like a harmonious family. Hahaha.” I
chuckled.

 

“Yeah, the family must be harmonious, hahaha,” said Molen, she
laughed a little too.

 

“Ristia and also the stump lizard…” called my mother, “it’s
time to continue the journey.”

 

“Okay, mother.”

 

“Don’t arbitrarily ordered me, you pitiful eyes!”

 

My mother approached me, then she handed the three weapons
to me, “Use it as best you can.”

 

I accepted the weapons, nodding my head, “Thank you.”

 

I also put these three weapons into their respective places.
I put my sword in a scabbard on the side of my waist, I put my spear behind my
back, and I put my bow next to the spear.

 

“Looks like something’s missing... oh, yeah, I don't have
arrows,” I said.

 

“Don’t worry, my Queen.... Dimensions, arrows.” Molen took
out hundreds of arrows from within the dimensional space, she gripped the arrow
with both hands.

 

“Woah, these arrows look promising.  Thank you, Molen.” I put the arrow Molen gave
me into the quiver.

 

“How many items did you store in the dimensional space,
Ouro?” my mother asked, glancing at the half-dragon with a sinister glance.

 

“Shut up, you don't need to know, you pitiful eyes!” Molen
spat and looked away.

 

“Damn you, lizard!” My mother looked annoyed, she grabbed
Roseliet’s hilt, intending to pull it out of the sheath.

 

“Okay, everything is ready, C’mon LETS CONTINUE THE
JOURNEY!!!” I raised my hands up, then purposely shouted loudly so that my
mother and Molen wouldn’t get into a fight.

 

....

 

The three of us were in front of the very large explorer
camp gate, the gatekeepers saluted to my mother, then they together turned the
lever to open the gate that looked very heavy.

 

Slowly the big gate opened, when the gate was fully opened,
I saw a really dense forest, the forest looks different from the forest that is
at an altitude of 0-299 meters. The forest here, at an altitude of 300 meters,
looked very scary, the tree shape was abnormal and very intimidating.  Then, in that forest I felt a terrifying
aura, the aura bothered me a lot, the color was reddish black, it seemed that
the aura was the aura of the dead.

 

I gulped my own saliva.

 

“The aura is very horrible, right?” said Molen to me, in a
whisper.

 

“You can feel it too?” I asked Molen, tilting my head to the
right.

 

“Yes,” Molen nodded her head, “the aura in this forest has
become unpleasant because too many people died.”

 

“How come?” I asked, tilting my head to the left.

 

“Spirits have auras. Generally, the souls of beings who have
died will return to the realm of peace, but on this planet, the spirits are sucked
by something terrible and cannot return to the realm of peace. I don’t know
what caused it, but the suction ignored the spirit’s aura and left it around
the corpse,” Molen explained.

 

“How could you know that, Molen?”  I asked.

 

“My queen, I can see it clearly,” Molen looked up, she saw
the clear sky, “up there, spirits are flying in the sky, they are sucked in by
something bad and gathered at one point—in the highest place.”

 

“Sounds terrible. This world is full of mysteries, I got a
little goosebumps.  Spirits sucked by
something and the existence of the Reliquia tower. What really happened in this
planet?”

 

“Please don’t think too deeply, you could get a headache, my
Queen.”

 

“Yeah, right, I better not think about it now. I believe the
mysteries of this world will be revealed by themselves.”

 

“If we manage to meet Faberi, then we will get the answer to
all these mysteries.”

 

“Looks like that person called Faberi knows a lot about this
planet, huh.”

 

“Yes, she’s a very smart, beautiful, and strong.”

 

“I can’t wait to meet Faberi, I want to learn a lot from her.  Well, the flames of passion have burned me, I
swear, I will beat up anyone who gets in the way of me meeting Faberi!”

 

“Don’t be too confident, the enemies that stand in our way
cannot be underestimated,” said my mother.

 

“I understand, mother!” I saluted and smiling broadly.

 

“There are some troublesome enemies in this tower, I’m sure
you’ll be fright against them, Leistiari,” Molen sneered, smiling scornfully.

 

“Shut up stump lizard, don’t comment!”

 

“Cuih. You pitiful eyes that have no manners towards
creatures older than you.” Molen spat her saliva in annoyance.

 

To be continued....

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