"Now then, if you'll excuse , I have things to take care of. Co, Lugo." The Imp said in a clear voice, making his way along the plaza toward the first shop he needed to buy things from. The General Store, where he usually bought all the spices they needed as well as things like flour and vegetables or fruit that were hard to plant yourself. After that he would need to get to the Tailor and then the Cobbler to pick up the orders Eiro placed with them last ti he was here.
And there was also that one-
"Where do you think you're going?!" The Woman of the three, Jess, yelled out after Eiro as she worked on lting the ice around her companion's face, although the third of them, the masked and disfigured one, didn't really react all that much. "Guards, finally!" She then yelled out, and Eiro turned his head to see two ard n standing by the street, the small insignia on their chest showing that they were part of the Village Militia.
Although, one of them was a Farr that produced a lot of the wheat the young Demon bought, and the other was the son of the local Blacksmith. At peak-tis he would be helping his father out to make horseshoes or tools for the people of the village, but as his help wasn't really needed, he used his free-ti to get make sure the town was safe.
"Please, arrest that man! He attacked our companion!" Jess yelled out as she pointed her staff toward Eiro, and the two n looked over toward him.
"Erm, what exactly happened here?" The older of the two, the Farr, asked as he stepped up to the Demon, who just sighed and explained the situation. Once he was done, the two n looked over at the three travlers and shook their heads.
"Hmm, then thank you, Eiro. But could you at least lt the ice? If he dies or ends up crippled, we'll really have to arrest you." The Farr said with a sigh, and Eiro turned around annoyedly, slowly lifting his wooden hand up before letting his mana flow inside of it. The wood this hand was made of was a special one that was used to make staffs and wands, after all, so it was quite useful for such things.
And soon, the ice started to give off steam and soon simply broke into pieces on Krog's face.
"Now, can I finally get going?" Eiro asked, so the Farr slowly nodded his head. "Sure you can, just don't cause any more trouble, got it?" He replied and then turned over toward the three travelers, "And as for you-"
"You're just going to let him go?!" Jess aksed confused, practically baffled, and the Blacksmith's Son just stared at them angrily. "Yes we are. And you should be greatful to him. After all, what you just did goes against the law in this town. Maybe he shouldn't have done that to your friend, but we know him well enough to know he wouldn't permanently hurt anyone.
True, the Imp thought, if they're dead they can't be hurt, right? Well, over the past few years, he had built up a reputation as being trustworthy here in this town, after all. After a total of six years, it would be weird if he wasn't known around here.
Either way, for now, Eiro just left the plaza behind to finally get on with what he had to do. Luckily, the places he had to go to were right next to each other, so he was able to finish everything up pretty quickly.
With the bags he had now properly filled up and strapped onto Lugo's back, Eiro was finally able to make his way back ho.
He did see the travlers again on his way out of town, and Jess and Krog were just glaring at him as he was going. "How botherso." Eiro muttered as he rolled his eyes underneath his mask, and then quickly climbed onto Lugo's back, making the Stag groan loudly in response.
"No, I'm not fat either, you're just lazy." The Imp sighed, "Just get going already." He added, and Lugo just looked forward and finally started walking, all the whilst Eiro turned his eyes to the side and pushed his hand forward right next to him, making the sa motions that he would as if he was pulling sothing out of a shelf, before a small book appeared right there in his hand as if he used magic to make it appear.
And technically, that was what it was. A Sort of Magic. At least, it took a bit of Eiro's mana to make it happen, so he figured that was it.
This was Eiro's racial Ability.
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