I laughed. (jorgelotr: The kind of laugh the hero lets out when he arrives at the scene of the crime or is asked a cute question by a child.)
In my previous life, believe it or not, it was me who lived rushing through life.
I won’t let myself lose and let it go so easily.
「I am still lacking. I guess I should change this sign board.」
「No no, Shopkeeper-dono, I think it may be a slight exaggeration but, among elves I can only think of 3 people stronger than you.」
「3 people huh…for reference, may I hear of who they are?」
「Aa, sure. Cheryl, come here.」(TLN: Another wreck train)
At such an age, but still possesses immense strength, ambition , and is willing to honestly admit the strength of the opponent, what a pleasant man.
In a good humor, I called Cheryl over.
With light steps she came closer and showed herself to the shopkeeper.
「First, this half Majin child. And then her pure blooded grandfather. And also Alma of the Shijima. You heard of the name?」
「….Uh」
Introduced by me, Cheryl’s chest puffed up in pride.
The shopkeeper pointed with his mouth agape.
「Alma aside──this child. I’m losing my confidence. I would really like to see her grandfather. He must be a real monster.」
「Outrageous monster he is. But, if Shopkeeper-dono fully utilizes your time and polish yourself, I think you could reach their height.」
「Really? I am glad to hear that.」
He cheerfully laughed. Though he said he was losing confidence but, his tone of voice didn’t seem to intend to deny Cheryl.
Like how he looks, he’s a cheerful man. They say that Elves are usually people of good character, but it’s only after seeing this guy that I’ve come to think so.
「Well then, after I train, come challenge me again in 100 years.」
「Aa, I will gladly accept. I look forward to that time…
…Well, we should go now Cheryl. There are still places we should see.」
「Un, Okay.」
Pressed by Cheryl to see other places, I turn my back to the shopkeeper after getting the promise of a rematch.
「Wait a minute, boy.」
But the shopkeeper stops me.
Not just with his voice, he put his body in my path, it must be something of great importance.
In his hands there was a stunning sheathed sword. It can’t be that he wants a duel, thinking that, I stop walking.
「That sword is?」
「You forgot. The prize, the prize. Didn’t you challenge me for this?」
It seems the sword is a prize.
…I totally forgot about it. I believe that if it was Chester, instead of arm-wresting for the sword, he would have just used the sword as an excuse for arm-wresting.
Well what should I do? It’s nothing I can’t handle but, if I don’t accept it it would be rude.
Maa, I’ll find a use for it maybe. It wouldn’t hurt to keep it I guess.
「Aa…No. Thank you for the prize.」
「I’m trusting you with this…Then until next time.」
「Aa, let’s meet again.」
Now with our goodbyes said, we began walking again.
With an additional sword to our baggage, we walk past the crowd of people.
The sheath is superb but, I wonder how the blade will be. Let’s take a look later when we return to the inn.
「Nee Slava-kun…」
「Hm?」
「I also want to try arm wrestling.」
「Is that so, then if we find a place later, let’s do it.」
「Un…Thanks」
This child must really like to compare strength.
After that we found an appropriate solid place and arm-wrestled.
Pity but, Cheryl was stronger than the shopkeeper.
…Well it was obvious I guess. Hugging with a herculean strength enough to strangle a bear, she would have no trouble with that power.
Thinking about what would have happened if I didn’t control my power, we returned to our inn.