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I walked around checking out various places, but I didn’t see anything unusual, and I was beginning to think that it was time to stop exploring this town. I found a signboard with the symbol of a book.
The store was similar to the other stores, a wooden building with no glass windows. However, unlike the other stores, it was about half the size.
“Hey… This is a bookstore, right?”
I was a little surprised. I was a little surprised to see a bookstore in such a small town, whereas in Rankfurt, it was located in the north of the city, in an area lined with high-end stores.
I wondered if this place would be profitable.
“You have to properly take a look around even in a small town…”
People, goods, and money are bound to come together in the right places.
There is a reason why big towns are big, and there is a reason why small towns are small. And there is a reason why the bookstore in Rankfurt was located in an exclusive area. That’s why I thought that small towns wouldn’t attract much stuff and that specialty stores like bookstores wouldn’t be found in small towns. But with discoveries like this, maybe I need to change my way of thinking.
I turned the doorknob and walked into the store.
The soles of my shoes stepped on the wooden floor and made a hard knocking sound.
I closed the door behind me and looked inside the store, knocking as I did so.
Inside the store, books were lined up on the bookshelves on the left and right walls, and there was a row of bookshelves in the middle of the store, back to back, with books lined up inside them as well. And there was a counter table at the far end, where an old woman in a reddish-brown robe was reading a book while leaning back against the back of a chair.
She glanced sideways at me as I entered the store, and then quickly returned her attention to the books.
Does this mean that I should look for the book I want on my own? I took the liberty of interpreting that, and looked at the shelves on my left, starting from the end.
There were the standard botanical illustrated books, monster illustrated books, and biographies of heroes. I skimmed the spines of these books and decided that they were unnecessary, so I looked for other books.
There were a few books that I was interested in, but as someone who travels with only a backpack, I thought about the disadvantages of carrying around a large book while traveling.
I’ve already confirmed the existence of magic bags, which are magical pouches that hold more things than they appear to, both in the white place and here. But they seem to be rare, and so far I haven’t seen one in person, and I don’t know its performance in detail.
I’m thinking that if I had a magic bag, I might be able to buy some practical books, but I don’t even have a clue as to how to get one.
I swallowed a sigh and checked the last shelf.
There it was.
“Holy Earth Grimoire”
“Holy Magic Grimoire”
I let out a yelp and hurriedly looked at the old woman behind the counter, but she seemed to be absorbed in her reading or not particularly paying attention.
Relieved, I picked up the [Holy Earth Grimoire] from the bookshelf and took another good look at it.
I felt something in my hand that connected me to the grimoire, and the words “Holy Earth Grimoire” and “Holy Magic Grimoire” popped into my head.
Let’s get the information straight.
First, there is more information that I can get from this mysterious appraisal ability.
From the way it feels to the touch, I’m pretty sure this is a grimoire.
And the words “Holy Magic Grimoire”.
Is this… the information that I’ve been looking for?
Is it normal to get here and finally understand the common name for the magic that I have been using?
I took the books to the counter while thinking about it.
“I’m Excuse me. These…”
“You’re buying it? But you didn’t check the contents, so even if you complain later, I won’t accept a refund.” (Store Owner)
I was momentarily at a loss for words when she suddenly said that.
I hadn’t expected to be observed.
If I checked the inside, I would have used the grimoire and I simply shouldn’t do that. So, of course, I haven’t confirmed the inside.
I’m not sure if it’s because I’m too nervous or because I can’t think of a good excuse.
What should I do? Well… let’s see…
“Yeah… well, I’m pretty sure it’s this book, so…”
In the end, I gave a random reply and faked it.
The old woman said, “Well, I hope so,” and opened the book and flipped through it. Of course, if a person does not meet the requirements, opening a grimoire will not have any effect.
The old woman’s brow wrinkles as she flips through the book.
“Well… This kind of book is in this store…” (Store Owner)
The old woman put her hand on her chin and thought about it.
“You, what is this book about? I have no idea what it’s about.” (Store Owner)
The old woman’s unexpected question made me break out in a cold sweat.
How am I supposed to answer this? What would be the safest excuse? I mean, it’s the old lady who’s selling this book! Why am I the one being asked?
“Well you see, it’s for my research… How much is it, by the way?”
I gave another random reply and went to forcefully end the conversation.
I can’t think of a better way to do it.
“Hmmm… well, if you’re going to use it for research, there are some things you can’t say. The price is… That’s right. Four gold coins, I suppose.” (Store Owner)
I pulled the four gold coins out of my backpack, placed them on the counter, took the grimoires, and shoved those into my backpack.
Then I said, “Well, here it is,” and quickly left the store.
At first, I was thinking of bargaining a little, but then I decided it would be wise to get out of here as quickly as possible.
“Well, I’m glad I got these without any problems, I guess…”
I went back to the inn and went into my room.
I took the grimoires out of my backpack and took another good look at them.
Then, confirm the words [Holy Earth Grimoire] and [Holy Magic Grimoire].
After [Holy Light] and [Holy Wind], there was [Holy Earth]. Could this mean that there is a magic of Holy plus the six attributes? But it’s hard to imagine [Holy Dark], so what would it be?
Well, even if I thought about it, I wouldn’t know right now. Some day in my lifetime, I’ll figure it out, I thought as I opened the [Holy Earth Grimoire].
I flipped through the pages, page by page, and read on. When I finished reading the last page, the grimoire burst into flames.
“…Hmmm. Do you wish to create a Holy Stone? Earth?”
The information about the Holy Earth flowed into my mind, but I couldn’t put together a good image.
“Well, I’ll just use it for now… I don’t think there will be any problem using it here.”
I thought to myself briefly and raised my right hand in front of me as I chanted the spell.
“Sacred Land, bring forth your blessings [Holy Earth].”
At that moment, the magic power that had been flowing through my body erupted from my right hand, gathering and condensing in front of my right palm. The magic power that was flowing out exceeded half of my total magic power, and I began to think that it was time to stop. Just as I was beginning to wonder if I was about to lose my consciousness, the magic power stopped flowing and something fell from the front of my palm to the floor, bouncing on the floor with a clatter.
I hurriedly searched for it, picked it up, and lifted it up to my eyes.
[A stone filled with holy power.]
At that moment, the words popped into my head.
“…Seriously? Hmmm, this is… no, what can I say… no, what about this?”
I can’t say anything because I have a lot of things I am thinking about. There are things I have come up with, additional things to think about, things that I have to think about, and so on.
It is. The stone is a sphere about an inch in diameter, shining in rainbow colors. It only reflected, but it did not shine. It was a difficult stone to explain.
I thought to myself, “This is similar to the glow I get when I use the [Holy Light]”.
Then I looked at the Holy Stone for a while.
I guess it was similar to the way a woman feels when she looks at a beautiful accessory for a long time.
I observed the rainbow-colored Holy Stone, changing its angle, looking through it in the light, rolling it in my palm, and fiddling with it in various ways. Maybe I was just excited to find an interesting object in this world where entertainment is scarce.
As I was observing, I suddenly realized,
“Hey… maybe this can be used for that?”
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