Leaving the Viscount’s domain by the sea behind, our carriage rolled along the highway once more.
“Hmm… I heard the next territory is in the middle of harvesting summer vegetables.”
“““Summer vegetables?”””
“You know—eggplants, tomatoes, cucumbers… and okra, too.”
“““Whoa!”””
The neighboring barony, just next door to the viscountcy, was known for its agriculture, and apparently it’s peak harvest season. Still, we wouldn’t arrive at the barony until tomorrow, so today we could take our time and enjoy the journey.
Along the way, another party of adventurers shared the carriage with us. Shiro and the others chatted happily with them. The fact that they were so relaxed suggested these adventurers were friendly people. The adventurers were a young man and woman, seemingly a little older than us. At one point, the female adventurer turned to Shiro and the others with a curious question.
“Hey, so you came from the Northern Margravate, right? I heard that the champion of the martial arts tournament was a slime… do you happen to know anything about that, Shiro-chan?”
That martial arts tournament was pretty famous. The prize money was substantial, and I guess it was the kind of stage adventurers might dream of reaching.
Now, how would Shiro and the others respond?
Somehow, I had a feeling they’d answer honestly.
“This Ao is the champion!”
“Eh—really? Oh… that’s definitely the medal given to the winner!”
As expected, the female adventurer’s eyes went wide at Shiro’s words. But Ao quickly pulled the commemorative medal from her item box and showed it, and just like that, the astonishment turned into understanding.
“Wow… amazing. So the champion of the martial arts tournament really is a slime.”
The male adventurer examined the medal closely as well, holding it up and turning it over in his hands. Then he turned to Ao with a proposal.
“If it’s alright… could we spar a little at the next stop over?”
“We’ve been adventuring for a while ourselves, but we’re curious on just how strong you are.”
“Oh, no problem. Ao says she’s totally fine with that.”
Ao is enthusiastically nodding that she’s totally fine with sparring, so we planned to have a match during the next rest stop along the road.
But when we arrived at the rest area, a sudden problem appeared.
“““Grrrrr!”””
“Ah! Wolves!”
A pack of wolves had appeared out of nowhere. They looked hungry, and it seemed we had wandered right into their territory at the worst possible time.
It was Ao who immediately began weaving magic.
“Ao, we’ll sell everything, so just aim for their heads.”
Ao seemed to understand perfectly, her tentacles waving with readiness.
Whoosh… thud-thud-thud!
With precise aim, Ao fired magical orbs made of earth magic straight at the wolves’ heads. Each shot struck true. Then, triumphant and unbothered, she strode toward the fallen wolves to begin the cleanup.
“Haha… that was insane. It was over in an instant.”
“Yeah… and even though it’s just a slime, the control over that magic is unbelievable.”
Even the adventuring duo looked thoroughly impressed, but honestly, this level of skill wasn’t beyond what Sue and I could manage.
Though for Fran and Horn, that might still be a little too advanced for them.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com.
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