I wonder exactly how much time passed while I was trying various things.
I'm tired.
It feels like it's been a long time since I used this much magic power.
The barrier hasn't even budged.
It is a barrier meant to capture Roxy after all.
I guess that would mean it won't be released that easily, huh...
Sigh...
I'll rest for a bit.
I have no watch and I can't see the sun either.
Since that's the case, my sense of time is vague.
I'm hungry.
Since a while ago my stomach has been grumbling.
That prince, he better not forget to feed me.
No that's wrong.
He might be reducing my meals, in order to starve me down into a delicate, phosphorus-like body.
In that case, he'd probably be even more excited at the time Roxy comes.
One meal a day, huh.
Since I'm in the middle of my growth period, it's a bit painful...
I wonder what I can do?
I can't escape using power.
It's probably good to switch gears a bit.
In my previous life, how did people escape from prison again?
For example, that's right playing dead or ill.
In order to bring a doctor or healing magician in they would need to release the barrier for a period of time.
No, there's the possibility they would just leave me to die. Holding someone hostage requires two people.
If it's a Hollywood star then when the guard comes close to the metal bars, arms would stretch out and knock them out in an instant, then they would steal the keys, but it won't work here.
Humu...
Other than that, what kind of methods was there?
In short, it would be fine if I could just get out of here.
If I was able to use magic, any number of things could be done.
Might as well just pretend to swear allegiance to him.
"Actually, I've always disliked Roxy since a while back, bro, guhehe. Actually I know the location of Roxy's family. Having her father and mother in front of her eyes, how does that sort of thing sound?"
If I go with that sort of feeling, he might actually get caught up in it.
He seems like an idiot after all.
...No, let's not go with that.
No matter what situation I'm in I can't speak badly of Roxy.
I can throw away as much as I need of my pride, but I can't speak badly of Roxy.
Clink...clink...
While I was worrying, a sound suddenly entered my ears.
They're footsteps.
They're gradually getting closer.
I wonder if Pax came down to check on me.
Clink...
The footsteps stopped just above me.
And then, soon after crossed the room and I could hear them coming down the stairs.
"Oh, it's just as Ginger said."
The one who came down from the stairway was... An unknown man.
However, I understood he was most likely royalty from a single look.
First, his clothes have a truly arrogant feel to them.
Using black as the basis, and red lines enter into that.
And then gold colored embroidery is mixed into it, I understood it was expensive from a glance.
In terms of age he should be around 20 years old.
Speaking of his face, it's a bit similar to Pax.
However, he has more of a tall and lanky look than Pax.
He's oval-faced, his cheekbones are clearly visible, and he wears glasses.
I haven't seen glasses used very often in this world, but the people who can use them do use them.
In a world where Cupid's existence has been proven through science, NEETs would have this kind of face most likely.[3]
"Shirone Kingdom third prince, I'm Zanoba Shirone."
He said it with an excessively sober voice.
The third prince.
In other words, Pax's older brother, huh.
"Thank you for your courtesy. I'm Rudeus Greyrat."
"Umu."
"What kind of business do you have with me today?"
"Umu."
Zanoba nodded exaggeratedly and lifted up the bag he was holding in his hand.
It's the kind of tool bag you hang over your shoulder.
It's a bag I've seen somewhere before...
Rather, it's my bag.
Zanoba placed the bag on the ground, and carefully took something out from inside.
It was the Ruijerd doll.
"Where did you get your hands on this Magic Race doll?"
Zanoba placed the doll right outside of the barrier.
"Speak. From Ginger, I heard that you were the one holding onto it."
It was a demanding tone.
The Magic Race doll.
I brought it without thinking about it too deeply, but after all I wonder if they would consider a doll of a Magic Race to be an evil gods figure around here.
The Roxy doll has no characteristics of a magic race, but you can tell Ruijerd is a magic race in a single glance.
There is the jewel in the forehead after all.
I wonder how I should respond.
At the very least, it seems better if I didn't say I was the one who created it.
"...It's something that coincidentally came into my hands when I was traveling on the Magic Continent."
"Oh! Then it was made by Magic Race hands after all! Then around where did you get your hands on it? What was the name of the merchant who sold it to you? Do you know who the creator is!?"
Huh?
Isn't he giving off an amazingly good feeling?
His eyes are sparkling.
"We-well, anyways, I liked it from the moment I first saw it so I just purchased it, and I don't know the details..."
"What??"
Zanoba's glasses reflected a bright light with a sharp sound.
It's an amazing pressure.
Without a doubt, those are the eyes of a person who has killed.
"Ah, that's right. During the time the merchant was selling that doll he said it. If you hold onto that doll, you'll be fine even if you are attacked by a Supard race. If you show the doll and recite the chant "Ruijerdlikeschildren, Ruijerdlikeschildren" then suddenly the Supard race will become friendly like a person who you've known for tens of years, and then he'll put his hand on your shoulder in an over-familiar way and say "Hey Brotha" supposedly."
"Oh oh! For it to do that! Anything else!? Anything else!?"
"Umm, it will allow your children to be born in good health, also it might help you get better at swordsmanship?"
"No, not that sort of thing! In other words, that means it was made by someone who has a deep relation with the Supard race right!?"
I guess that would be the case.
Though the only Supard race I know is Ruijerd.
Even then, I guess if you call it a deep relation, it's deep.
In this world, it seems like the majority of people don't want to get involved with the Supard race very much.
"Humu, then I guess after all the chance should be high it should have the same producer as this?"
While Zanoba was saying 'hmmhmm' to himself, he held the doll in his hand and was rotating it around while looking at it.
Then he placed it on the ground and put his hand back into the bag.
Well now, if we're speaking of things I put in there other than that, it should just be emergency clothes?
"Well then, have you seen this doll before?"
What Zanoba took out was what I once sold to a merchant in the past, the 1/10 Roxy figure.