tly restores the user's physical strength just by holding it, for 6 gol.”


 I can buy a sword that restores physical strength, but I don't need it.
This body doesn't seem to have anything to do with physical strength.

 Next, i points to a spear.


 ”Next is the spear.

  This is a spear that can create a little wind when it attacks.
The previous owner used to aim it at the face and frighten them with a blast of wind to the face.
25 gol.

  This is, uh…
It's the same as the sword you just saw.
It's a weightless spear.
13 gol.”


Sounds somewhat random, doesn't it?

Finally, I point to the bow.


“The last one.
It's a bow that shoots arrows where you want them to go.
By the way, each arrow costs 10 cals.”


The owner looks at me with a look that says, “You're just messing with me, aren't you?”

 As I had expected, it was expensive.
I don't have enough money on hand.

 I'm sure I'm not mistaken in feeling like I'm being watched.


 Thinking about the future, I'd like to stock up on at least one thing if I can….


“Do you have any other magic items?”

 ”What is your budget? I don't want to show you something you can't afford.”


 I envy you that you are allowed to behave like that to your customers.

 In Japan, you'd be fired in some cases.
Oh, he's the owner?


 ”About, Five gol..”

 ”Five gol….
You're an orc, right? You've got a lot, huh?”


 Orcs and trolls are less intelligent, so few of them can handle money, and it is said that those who have money are rare because their reward is basically payment in kind.

 The shopkeeper looks at me as if he is trying to estimate my value.

 Oh, I know this one.
It's the same look as the guy who bullied me in junior high school.

His eyes are mean, as if he wants to hit me over the head with a kick in the teeth.
Before I died, I was mugged if I kept quiet.


It made me a little angry because it stimulated my trauma before I was dead.

 Let's go with that.

 I slam my hands on the counter.
The owner of the restaurant is a little frightened and backs away.


 ”This is my money! This is my money!”


 I take the initiative and pretend to be pissed off to cover it up.

 These people will go to any length when they take advantage of you.

 They get angry when they feel uncomfortable, and everyone does it.
My father, my homeroom teacher in the third grade, etc.


 After that, I continued to rant at him for a few minutes about things like “screw you” and “do you think I'm stupid?” I continued to yell at him for a few minutes.

 The owner pulled back his mocking expression and apologized profusely, saying “I'm sorry, I'm sorry”.

He was completely cowed.
He was pathetic.
He was just like me before I died.


 When I stopped screaming, the owner pulled out a wooden box from under the counter.

 I opened the box.
Inside were several ornaments, including a necklace and a wristband.


“Weapons might cost a little more, but you can get one for five gol.”


He lays out the items, looking at my face.


 ”First of all, this necklace, if you equip it, it will slightly increase the speed of magic chanting.”


I don't need it because I don't have much power for magic.


 ”This one is a necklace that slightly increases your arm strength.”


All I've been seeing for a while now is only a slight effect.
I don't need this one either.


 ”This is the bracelet that dims the user's noise.

This bracelet slightly improves eyesight, and that's about all you can get for five gol.”


 I don't need a necklace that increases my chanting speed.

 The increase in arm strength is also subtle.
By process of elimination, it comes down to sight or sound reduction.
Which should I choose?

 As I was wondering, I suddenly noticed something in the box. 


 Perhaps noticing my gaze, the shopkeeper pulls out a ring.


 ”Oh, that's not magic equipment.
It's a cursed equipment.”


 Cursed equipment? Rothfeldt didn't remember that.


 ”It's basically the same as magic equipment, but if you use it, you'll be cursed.

  The ring has to be worn on the finger for it to be effective.
It is said that if you put it on, you can cast magic without chanting and the effect will increase.
But at the cost of losing the ring, the curse of the ring will cause the finger to disappear after one shot.
In addition, the curse will also increase the pain.”


 The item that is so powerful but comes at a steep price is cursed equipment? It seems to be called something else on the human side.

 It's useful.
This looks pretty useful.


 ”Ring, how much?”


 The owner looks surprised.


 ”Hey, did you hear what I said? I'm telling you that if you use it, it'll blow your fingers off. There were a few idiots like you who were blinded by the effect.
They fired one shot and came back to return it.”


“I won't return it, sell to me for 1 gol.”


 The owner sighed and put the ring on the counter.


“….All right.
Do what you want.
So? You want just this one?”


I was torn between either of the two bracelets, but I decided to go with the reduced-sounding one.

I pointed to the bracelet and placed the 6 gol.
on the counter.

 The shopkeeper confirms the price and then offers the item.


I put the ring on the pinky finger of my right hand and the bracelet on my left wrist.

Having finished with my business, I bade the owner a quick farewell and left the store.


Leaving the store, I turned my attention to the castle.


 But, cursed equipment…?


 I lightly touch the ring.
It feels like a normal ring to the touch.

 In terms of pain, it's not a problem, since I'm pain-resistant….

 I wondered if it would stick to my finger if it was shredded. That was my only worry.


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