Labyrinth City Mesugaki Pawn Shop

11. Something in the box (3)

“hehehehe~”

Yan tapped the cloth bag filled with abrasive stone powder he received from the blacksmith’s shop, swiped it down just enough to leave a mark on the sword, and then wiped it off with a cloth.

Then apply a thin layer of fish oil and wipe it off with a new cloth.

“No, it’s not really a real sword, so why are you putting so much effort into it?”

A woman with a sad expression stood next to Yan, who was humming something so good, with her hammer slung over her shoulder.

I was impressed with her muscular body, which was quite noticeably raised for a woman, and the way she put her hairpin up in a twist so as not to interfere with her blacksmith work.

“Huh, you don’t have to know about Eric. This sword is worth it.”

“At first glance, it’s just a decorative sword. Oh, polish the polishing stone less and don’t apply fish oil on it, it’s annoying to remove if it gets sticky.

The woman named Eric was not at all interested in her, though. She stared at the sword Yan cherished.

A truly insignificant sword. But for some reason, it was a sword that kept her eye on it.

Eric’s father looked at the sword Jan brought

‘Tsk, if you pick up a corpse from somewhere and pamper yourself, did you even come back to life just by touching a dead child’s balls?’

He criticized it harshly, but there was still something odd about that sword. There is something strange that tickles the inside even though it seems to be no different from trash that is obviously nothing…

“…Do you even set the blade properly? Still, the material seems to be fine, so I think it will be quite worth seeing even if it is trimmed a few times.”

“Unfortunately, sharpening the blade is on hold. If you do something wrong, Heo-Jeop&’s head will split in half.”

“Who is Heo-Jeop& again?”

Where else did you put a name on a strange totem?

“New pawn shop.”

“Wow, are they finally people?”

Eric’s eyes widened in amazement.

She doesn’t trust anyone and runs the pawn shop alone. This eccentric witch waits?

When she heard that this witch, who had been working alone for several years without even a simple part-time job, hired an employee, her attention was piqued.

It was usually a pawnshop where Yan called and Eric went on a business trip, but did he come to show off his new employee?

A witch came to the smithy whenever she was appraising really unusual swords, and she burst into her door excitedly today.

“What, are you going to become a junior wizard? Or a candidate for the next witch?”

“Are you an idiot without a single penny of magical power? It might be faster for Dev Gru to learn magic than Heo-Geop learns magic.”

“Take-chee-it.”

Dev Gru jumped out of the nape of his neck and shook his head up and down as if he was right on top of Jan’s shoulder.

“Then, what about a simple part-time job at the counter?”

“Hmm… What could be…? A kind of face-madame.”

“Face madam? Are you a man? You are handsome? No, is that normal?”

“Huh…..? Why do you think it’s obvious?”

After polishing his sword, Yan looked up at Eric. It was a look full of questions.

“That’s right, Mr. Yan, you’re such a fool.”

“Eh.”

Yan couldn’t bear to deny those words and hardened.

“In front of the crown prince’s face, I said, ‘You look like a deep-sea angler. Don’t come close.’ How could you not see the face of the person who said that?”

“Take-it”

Jan shook his head up and down as if agreeing with that statement, and Yan squeezed the honey chestnut hard into Dev Gru’s head.

Beans!

“sh*t…!”

It is a sin of factual poetry. Take it sweetly

“Well, I don’t think it’s my taste.”

Eric’s taste was consistent. Perhaps because she jumped into the female body for the tough job of blacksmithing following her father, her preference is for a man who exudes more strength and macho charm, so…

“My ideal type is a man from the north…”

Big and beautiful muscles, more strength!

“That doesn’t mean I don’t show my face at all, hahahaha. He’s a little manly… Hmm… I wish he was younger than me?”

“Hmm……”

However, Yan’s expression hardened after hearing that.

“Erik, you are not allowed to visit my store for the time being. The things I bring myself.”

“Yes? I was going to take a look at the face of the new employee, but-“

“It’s forbidden, anyway.”

It was Jan who was glaring at Eric with strange, narrow eyes.

It may not be possible, but it was good to block any potential risk factors in advance. And

“Huh?”

Yan was the first to notice the change.

“A ̴̛̹͇͕̬̫̳̹͕͙͑̒̌̈̑̋̓̓̚ ̶͈̞̺̜̟͓̬̟̼̼̯̩̪̽̽, not ͈̞̺̜̟͓̬̟-“

Putting down the hammer and trying to speak, Erik faded to gray and hardened.

A world in which the hot flames of the forge where she was, the heated iron, and even the birds flying out of the window stop.

After a while, the hands of the clock, which had stopped, slowly began to turn backwards.

The rising fire died down, the heated iron cooled, and the flying bird perched on the branch again. Even when Erik, who had put the hammer down, put it back on his shoulder, Jan just stood still.

In a world where everything goes backwards, Yan is the only one who goes backwards.

As I stepped out of the forge, I saw a pillar of light emitting a black aura that towered high into the sky and a hemispherical membrane that covered the entire city.

Tsk.

Yan clicked his tongue once and couldn’t help but smile.

“… Heo-cheop broke things in the end. A idiot who can’t even deliver properly&”

All of a sudden, things that could just be delivered became too big. Did he expect too much from Einheri?

That strong aura must have come from something she put in her box. There was no way that would happen just by simply opening the box.

There must have been an accident.

“When I come back, I’ll have to cut the salary of Heojeop&.”

Contrary to the raised corners of his mouth, Yan’s eyes weren’t smiling at all.

And eventually, when the gray light hits the streets again, what remains is…

Nothing.

**********

“Le Garete!”

For a moment, unable to look straight at the exploding black light, I reflexively closed my eyes tightly and ran forward recklessly.

The hand on Legarete’s neck, that must have been the cause, if only that could be removed-!

As soon as something touched his fingertips, he threw his body forward-, just like that.

“Heee!”

I rolled on the floor with Legarete’s grotesque scream.

“Are you okay?!”

“Well, I’m not okay… It’s a little difficult if you do this from the beginning… No, I think it’s okay to stay like this…♡”

There was something different about the voice. Legarete had a thinner voice than this… She still dazzled her, but as she slowly drifted away with a feeling of something different from before, it was none other than pink hair that filled her eyes.

Legarete was blonde?

“If you stare at me like that… it’s embarrassing…”

I thought I had fallen tangled up with Legarete, but why is that crazy b*tch in front of me?

“Yerica Myers?”

“Yes ♡”

Damn it, that crazy b*tch!

The two eyes and tongue that were untied, that stare staring at my face, there was no doubt.

Ping-Chang, whom I thought had broken up at the plaza…No, it was Yerica Myers. But why?

When I raised my head in doubt, what greeted my eyes was not the walls and ceiling of the drawing room with stuffed animals hanging from it, but the sunlight pouring down from the sky and an elf woman wearing a large bow the size of my torso.

In a moment of confusion as to what had happened, the elf held out her hand.

“Hold, here, hand.”

“Ah…Thank you.”

The green hair of an elf gently brushed past the hand he was holding, it felt like a willow tree was hanging over it.

The elf revealed her own name as she stood up on top of Yerika, who had a sad expression on her face.

“You, Einheri, me, Floren Greenwood. Elf helped. Debt. Reimbursement demanded.”

If she said more than three words, she might get a fatal disease. The elf spoke intermittently and opened her arms wide.

“So I, please do the same, no…”

Floren’s long ears turned red as she stood with an expectant expression on her face.

“Demand, like Yerica, hug me, power.”

As I avoided the crazy b*tch, another crazy b*tch opened its mouth wide.

A drop of cold sweat ran down his temple.

No, why do you keep talking to me?

Should I run away now? No, can I run away? With your back against mages and archers?

Someone said that. If you encounter a mad dog, don’t provoke it and back away slowly.

‘Tuk’

As she cautiously took a step behind her, something caught her leg. Looking down, she saw a familiar box rolling on the floor.

“Ah. A box… A box?”

Why? Why is this box It was clearly the box given to Mr. William White.

The strange monkey hand inside it clung to Legarete’s neck.

Anyway, it was something I shouldn’t have in my hands right now. When I lifted the box, for some reason, it felt a bit light.

“Hug, rejected, workaround, handshake.”

Floren approached and gently wrapped her hand holding the box.

“Warmth, human, soft.”

That’s your position!

From my point of view, I was very embarrassed when a woman I had never seen before suddenly put her hand on top of hers. If it wasn’t for this absurd situation, she would have run away without looking back, saying to save me sooner.

I forcibly turned my hardened head and looked at the situation again.

Pingchang Yerica was held in place of Legarete.

A plaza where countless people walk around.

And the box in my hand.

Up to that sun floating exactly above my head.

“You said you returned to the past..?”

These were too obvious facts to deny. I pinched my cheek hard to see if it was a dream, but the sharp pain made me shed tears for no reason. Why? For what reason? It was a situation that could not be explained otherwise.

It is absurd to suddenly come to the past in a time machine, and the events in the mansion were too vivid to be a dream, so I couldn’t be sure of any of them.

“Humans, insanity, because of the box?”

The elf Floren let go of her hand and pointed at her box.

“Yes?”

“Box, Byeokjo-wood, high quality, no doubt. Elf Guarantee.”

Floren, who let go of her hand and looked around the box, looked at me with a nod of her head.

“Shamanistic meaning, used for sealing, dangerous object, excellent wall material, suitable material. Jujube tree, lightning price, abundant magic power.”

That is to say, wall wood is an object used to seal magically dangerous objects, and I wonder if I am holding a box made of it.

There were definitely strange items inside. And because of that, Legarete…

Wait.

Then, how is the inside of this box at this point in time, back in the past? Is it still there? That crazy monkey hand?

Gulp.

The saliva was swallowed spontaneously. Should I bring this back to Yan…?

“However, sealed, meaningless, released, ordinary wall wood, value, ornament, insane assumption, withdrawal.”

When Floren said that the seal had been lifted, an ominous assumption flashed through my mind.

‘Empty box’

Oh, no way, no.

It could be.

That doesn’t make sense.

Wasn’t it an illusion that the box felt light a while ago? Inside the carefully opened box…

f*ck.

Nothing was included.

“Ah, mother.”

Not everything came back.