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Ch 124: Old Gerald

    Ch 124: Old Gerald


    <span style="font-weight:400">So that Fabio''s guild forgets about me, I won''t go back to the war today.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After bathing, Alessia left for my parent’s house with an expression full of confidence. I created an illusory door, and passing through it, I appeared on a dirt road at the end of which I could vaguely see a city. Danes city.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"This environment... It is very simr to that of Denir city..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Haa. I suppose that no carriage will pass by to take me to the city. Well, there''s no other way... Activate [Agility] profile.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">With my increased agility, I started running in the direction of Danes city.


    <span style="font-weight:400">About an hourter, I managed to arrive in front of its gates. Of course, I''m dripping with sweat. I didn''t manage to meet any carriages; I was running for several miles. But if it wasn''t for the [Agility] profile, I fear it would have taken me a few more hours to arrive.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This is why I must aplish my task at any cost. I don''t want to run that far again if that old curmudgeon refuses my request!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"To enter the city, you must pay five copper coins."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Here you go."


    <span style="font-weight:400">After handing him the coins and corroborating that my kind is not criminal, the guard let me in. But before that...


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Do you know old Gerald?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Guard: "..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''- Who doesn''t know him?''


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Why are you making that expression of displeasure?''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"If you know his name, you must be aware that the old man only epts pretty women, right? Besides, he somehow managed to remember all the women in this city. He''ll find you out immediately if you hire one of them to run your errands."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Ugh, that''s just what I had in mind.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"If you still want to give it a try, just walk down the street to the right. You will find the cksmith shop ''Hammer Without Limits'' at some point. But I rmend you visit another cksmith shop to buy or repair weapons. Many others offer better services. Do you want me to rmend you one?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you, but I''ll give it a try first."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Fine, as you wish."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Buying or repairing weapons… Is that his front?''


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sighing, I walk down the street to the right and look around. This city is several steps downpared to Denir city. The adventurers and any other kind of battle-rted things have very low levels.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The architecture doesn''t look very modern, but in return, the people look friendlier. As the saying goes, in modern cities, people live in haste. This causes them to be short-tempered, thus increasing the violence.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Curiously, I observe the houses, buildings, and people. At the same time, I look for Gerald''s cksmith shop. Minutester, I found it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Hammer Without Limits]


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Conditions for entry:


    <span style="font-weight:400">-You must be a woman (This is very important).


    <span style="font-weight:400">-You must be beautiful (Important) (If you have a sexy body, you can skip this requirement.)


    <span style="font-weight:400">-Minimum C-cup (Important) (If you have a nice ass, you can skip this requirement.)


    <span style="font-weight:400">Since you bother me so much, I''ll rify... Women with a penis don''t exist! Don''t insist!]


    <span style="font-weight:400">Emir: "..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">I don''t know why, but I''m sure this is the ce. There''s no mistake.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ah. Now I understand why Miria seemed very upset when she described old Gerald."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even this lowly pervert isn''t as tant as Gerald. At least I pretend to be a normal person. It''s in bed that I show my ws. I would never put up a sign with my sexual preferences in broad daylight!


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Haa... Well, it''s time toe in.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">I approach the door and open it, and a small bell rings. Inside assorted weapons are hanging on the walls. He takes his cksmith facade quite seriously...


    <span style="font-weight:400">''No, wait…''


    <span style="font-weight:400">There are some rusty weapons. I take it back. The owner of this store doesn''t care about hiding his real business.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hello... Old Gerald?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Old Gerald?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Isn''t he here? But there''s a blue dot inside the cksmith''s shop... Maybe age has deafened him.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Old Gerald!" I shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Old Gerald!!!" I shouted again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I heard you for the first time, damn it! Didn''t you read the sign? Even if you tell me that you were born in a man''s body and that your heart is a woman''s, I don''t give a shit! Get the hell out of here!!!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Gerald] [Magic Refiner Lvl50]


    <span style="font-weight:400">The one who appeared behind the counter is an old man of apparent 60 years with white hair and blue eyes. He seems 1.54m tall, and even when he represents such an age, he appears to be visually on the verge of death. Of course, that''s just his appearance, because even I couldn''t scream as loud as he does.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"As if I''m ever going to say it. I''ve got balls! Do you hear me?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Are you calling me deaf? Are you calling me deaf?! At your age, I could hear better than anyone else!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Everybody has good hearing when they''re young!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn''t hold the answer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Are you calling me a fool? Are you calling me a fool?! At your age, I was smarter than anyone!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Like I said before! All young people are like that!!!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">''This stupid old man.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You''re throwing jokes, ahh? You''re throwing jokes, ahh?! At your age, I throw jokes better than anyone else!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Who cares?!" I scream.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Ahh, I couldn''t hold it in.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">My injustice bar is still full because I haven''t gone to visit my psychologist Delia. If this old man were young, I''d give him a few kicks in the balls to release stress.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You! You!!!!! Ah, I see... You heard that this old man is impotent, and you came to make fun of him, right?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hey, I know it''s out of line to say this, but... At your age, everyone is impotent."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''ll kill you, brat! Die!!!!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that very moment, something unbelievable happened. That old man''s frail hands grabbed dozens of weapons and... He threw them at me as if they were as light as a feather.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Besides, if you make him even a little angry, he will throw whatever he has on hand at you. The only way to calm him down is to give him alcohol as a peace offering.]


    <span style="font-weight:400">Emir: "!!!!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Right… Ipletely forgot!''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Die! Die! Die! Die!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Avoiding all the weapons thrown at me by old Gerald, I somehow made my way to the door and escaped before any weapon hit me in the back. And yet, from afar, it was still possible to hear his screams.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''The old man may look like he''s on the verge of death, but he''s more alive than ever. Of course, his crotch is irretrievably dead. R.I.P.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now then, I blew itpletely. I came here to create a friendship with the old man. That way, I wouldn''t have to bring Alessia to buy the storage rings. But, in the end, I ended up screaming just like him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not only that, but this old man is essential to my n to share time between Delia and Alessia. Somehow I have to make amends for my first impression.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I looked on my map for the nearest alcohol store and...


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Give me all the booze you''ve got!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">I always wanted to say that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Salesman: "..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m serious."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Salesman: "..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Hey, stop looking at me like that. I''m not drunk.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">After showing the corresponding money, the salesman finally managed to look surprised and make aplete list of all the bottles he had for sale. In the end, all the bottles cost 3.5 gold coins.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Heaving my chest, I re-entered old Gerald''s store.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You! Aren''t you satisfied with all-...?" I interrupted him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Ie to make peace."


    <span style="font-weight:400">I quickly checked my inventory and removed all the bottles of wine, beer, and various other alcoholic bottles and arranged them in his store. The old man opened his eyes wide and looked at all the bottles that suddenly appeared.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You won''t cheat me!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Get the saliva off your lips first."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Old Gerald: "!!!!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wiping himself with his sleeve, he returned to ring at me with hatred.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Those bottles were always in my store!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Then why does the sign outside say cksmith shop?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Because the paint wasn''t enough to add ''tavern''!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Emir: "..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''This old man has an answer for everything. Well, let''s y along. After all, I was going to give him the bottles anyway.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Fine, I''ll believe you."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Really?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Emir: "..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Ah ah. Calm down, calm down.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I want to buy a beer."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"They''re not for sale!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You contradict yourself!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">As if fearing I''d steal any of the bottles from him, he didn''t bother to hide the storage ring on his finger and started putting them all away. Secondster, the store was back to just the rusty weapons on the walls.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I forgive you, brat. Now you can go." and he started to go back to the back room.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Wait, listen to me first. I know you only sell to pretty women, but could you make an exception just this once? Let''s be friends. I can help you with anything you need that you can''t do by yourself."


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that very moment, he stopped and looked at me. Again, his expression shows a mocking and arrogant smile. With his arms crossed, he said...


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I need 10 [Fire Tail], and 1 [Snow Fur]"


    <span style="font-weight:400">''- Hmph, maybe he can get the fire tails, but he''s dreaming if he ns to get the Snow Fur easily.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Well, here you go."


    <span style="font-weight:400">I removed the loot and left it on the counter in front of him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Old Gerald: "..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">''I like simple jobs.''


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