Volume 1 - CH 14

"Wow. ...... amazing, amazing ......."

"She has no vocabulary, does she? Does she have ants in her brain?"

"She looks like he can study well. ...... Maybe it's just her looks. There's one guy in my class who looks like he can study really well, but he can't."

Hazuki's appearance is plain, but she seems to be able to study well because of her black hair and neat, committee chair-like appearance.

However, however, Mars knows that looks and academic ability are not proportional.

"I'm not sure about that, but ...... her level of magic seems to be high, and she's not inherently stupid. ...... I don't want to admit that."

Magic is a difficult thing.

In Mars's perception, it is similar to memorizing a difficult mathematical formula and writing it from scratch yourself. And the numbers vary depending on the magic used.

The more advanced ones require similar work to figure out what is called a mathematical conundrum, something that can be proven by multiple pages.

"Can I take this with me!?"

"Eh, ...... you want that raggedy cloth ......? If you don't have the money, I can buy you some new cute clothes when we get out of here. ......?"

What Hazuki brought from the shelf was a brown thing that looked like a rag.

He didn't even recognize it as something, so he just left it in a corner of the shelf.

It was probably a cleaning product, Mars thought. It was such a dirty rag.

――I can't believe she want something like this. ......

Did she grow up in a difficult family ......?

Mars narrowed his eyes and gave her a look of heartfelt sympathy.

"Are you feeling sorry for me!? No, no, no! This is a real magical armor! It's also extremely rare and expensive! It can't be made with today's technology!"

"He-Hee~……What kind of garbage is that?...... I can at least sew you a rag, you know? I've done it before."

"W-what garbage!? This is the "Ryurei's Robe", which has a wind technique embedded in it. To be more specific, it can fly a little! It's not like I can fly with it, but I can float with it!"

――This brown rag is ......?

I'm a little curious, okay?

"――Seriously?"

"For real, for real."

"Then I've heard of it. Or rather, it's an Elven invention. As the pervert woman said, it is also a lost technology. I can only say that this is a weakness of elves, but because of their longevity, they tend to neglect to pass on their skills. They tend to rely on the skills of one person."

――I guess out-of-place exist in this world, too.

In fact, are there more of them in this world?

It's a world where transmission technology is analog. ......

"If you want, you can take it. But can you use it? It's in shambles."

"I-I don't know. ...... I've never seen the real thing before."

"No problem. If you have even a part of it, it will work. It doesn't matter what size it is. It looks like it's been cut out a lot, too. That's why it's all torn up."

"Wow, ...... is kind of high-tech."

――Is this itself a magic formula?

He've seen that it's a magic weapon or something, but if you think about it, the basic structure is probably similar to having a CPU on board.

He thought it was a backward world of science, but maybe it's just progressing in a different vector than what he thought.

"Do you want me to wear them?　-――Wow, I'm wearing something embarrassing! It's completely transparent."

"Not that way, this way. ――Isn't it too lewd? Doesn't Lilia need anything?"

"Yes. The clothes and equipment that Master bought for me directly are more important than anything else."

Lilia grabbed onto Mars and looked at Hazuki with disdain.

"It's like I'm the bad guy for wanting something new. ......? And I've been called a lewd so many times. ......"

"That's not true. But you know what? I think it's more pleasing for a man to have a reaction like Lilia's. It's cute. The fact that she's modest makes me want to give her more."

He doesn't know if there is such a thing in this world, but if there is such a thing as a cabaret, Lilia is a gem that can go very high.

Although she doesn't ask for anything, she responds very honestly and favorably to gifts.

Mars wanted to see her face, so he gave her a gift.

This was also something that he had thought was stupid in his previous life, but now Mars completely understood the feelings of the man who was paying her back.

――Just being pretty isn't enough to get people to pay you, Hazuki-chan. You're suited for the sex industry. You'll enjoy working here.

"Good. Okay, let's get going. Make sure you don't get separated. I'll lead the way to avoid traps."

"A-a trap? I don't know what kind of traps there are. ...... I'm just following along, so I don't know much about them. ......"

"Yeah. There are a lot of traps in the lower levels, such as arrows that fly when you step on them and pits full of spears. Here, though, most of the upper levels have been destroyed."

From Mars' point of view, he is more afraid of traps that come unexpectedly than demons.

Demons can be dealt with, but traps are the end of the road if you're not careful.

"Then let's put this pervert woman in the lead. There's practically no damage."

"Lilia-san!? Don't you hate me too much!?"

"It's not that I hate you, it's just that I hate humans. You have only a short lifespan, and yet you have the audacity to lay waste to this world with your own face.".

Lilia's face had returned to the one she had when Mars had just met her.

At first, she had given Mars a cold look and voice as well.

Mars could understand a little bit how she felt. Human beings were the same even though the world had changed.

They prey on others, and only they feel good about themselves. He had retired because he didn't want to live in such a spiral, but now he found himself in a structure where nothing had changed.

"May I have your attention?"

"Hmm? What's up?"

Lilia shouts as she remembers.

"I think, given that I'm a slave, doesn't this lascivious woman have a higher standing than me? Even though she is a lascivious woman. Regardless of our current situation, if we attack dungeon and get out of dungeon, wouldn't we look like a party of elven slaves and men and women in society? Even though she's a lascivious woman."

"Yes, ...... Lilia is right. You're a lascivious woman."

"Y-You say "lascivious" too much! Have you become accustomed to saying lasciviousness at the end of words!? You're probably little right, but...!?"

――A little?　

Lilia and Mars both thought the same thing.

"But It can't be helped? At least I don't think of Lilia as a slave."

"Yes, that's right, even if you say that all of a sudden. ......"

"……You, become my master's slave. That will solve everything. Master and his slaves, I mean. Also, I don't mind. Being a slave-owner's slave is also a good thing. Fortunately, I am familiar with slave magic. I learned it because it was used on me."

Pointing her finger firmly, Lilia pronounced with dignity.

The look on Lilia's face when she turned to Hazuki was completely evil.

Mars wondered if he should stop her, but there was nothing wrong with that.

He had no desire to treat either Hazuki or Lilia as slaves. On the contrary, he would be more attached to Hazuki if he thought of her as his property. Originally, somewhere along the line, He had thought of cuckolding her from Xerius.

Mars is confident that he can make Hazuki happier than he is.

"I-I'm become a sex slave!? No, I don't like it !?"

"Don't worry. I will continue to monopolize your sexual services. In the first place, I never said anything about being a sex slave. What do you expect from me? ...... You're not even close to being a lascivious woman. You are the one who has to take care of yourself and your miscellaneous troubles. You can be a shield for traps, or you can be a magnet for demons. The other thing is that yes, ...... there is no particular meaning, but would you like to drag an iron ball on both of your feet?"

"I'd rather not do that! I don't know, maybe I don't mind serving so much. ......"

"You're a dirty girl."

"You're a horny little bitch."

"I-I'm not horny little bitch!"

The three of us went down to the lower level, asking each other dirty questions.

From an outsider's point of view, there was not a hint of tension in the air.

The person on the lower level, on the other hand, was different.