The Weakest Tamer Began a Journey to Pick up Trash - Volume 9 - Chapter 433

Chapter 433:

It’s Angry

“IVY… WHY DO YOU think there’s stained glass in the room with the summoning circle?” The captain stared intently at me.

A little nervously, I told him what the guild master had told us. “When I heard the word church, I was reminded of the light coming through a stained-glass window I saw many years ago. I just thought it sounded like the multicolored light the guild master mentioned.”

In this life, I had only seen stained glass once, when I had my skill read. But Past Me had often seen stained glass, so she had many memories of it.

“I see… Uliga did mention the multicolored light in the room with the summoning circle. I’ve also seen stained glass several times before, and Uliga’s right—it makes multicolored light.”

Oh, good. Maybe we can narrow down our locations from that hint.

“Where can we find stained glass?” I asked.

Even though we had a good lead on a location, I sensed bewilderment in the air. Was there a problem involving the place where you usually found stained glass?

“Ivy… You’ll only find stained glass in churches.”

What—in churches?! Does that mean the summoning circle is in a church? Was the caster a clergyman?

“What’ll we do now? You can’t touch the church without any proof,” my father said.

The captain frowned deeply. The church was an independent entity; neither the guilds nor the village watch could mess with it unless they had a good reason. I remembered hearing some adventurers talking about that once.

“Agh… What do we do now?”

Knock, knock.

“I’ve brought the goods, everyon—whoa, why all the gloom?” It was the guild master. The moment he set foot in the room, he cast a wary glance at everyone. “Ivy, are you okay?”

Er, me, sir?

“I’m okay, sir. Oh, we think we know where to find the room with the multicolored light you mentioned yesterday!”

“Oh! Really?”

“Yes, sir. We were just saying it might be the stained glass in a church.”

It had to be okay to tell the guild master since he was on the case.

“Stained glass in a church?… Oh! Must be the confessionary in the back.”

“What?!” Nalgath’s men and the captain looked at the guild master. He scratched his head for a few seconds and looked at the captain.

“I just remembered. That’s where the summoning circle is. It was the stained glass in the confessionary.”

He got more of his memory back? Isn’t it strange that it only takes a trigger word to break the summoning circle’s strong spell? This is really frustrating.

“Appas, you get the spell-breaker ready. I’m gonna go to the church and check something.”

“Wait, you don’t have any proof!” The captain jumped out of his chair in a panic.

“I remember what happened—what other proof do I need?”

“Well, sure, it’s technically proof, but…”

“Besides, we don’t have time to waste sitting on our asses, do we? People will die.”

The captain scowled bitterly at the guild master. He was probably referring to the gatekeeper who’d gone mad.

“Oh, fine, you win,” the captain sighed. “Just promise me that you’ll be careful. There’s no telling what’s out there.”

The guild master grinned wickedly at the captain. The sight of it sent chills down my spine. “Of course I’ll be careful. I just need to thank them properly for how they had their way with me the past couple years. Yes… I must repay them for everything they’ve done.”

Eeeek, I’m scared. I’m so scared I could die. He’s smiling, but I can just see this black cloud rising behind him… Stop it, overactive imagination! I carefully looked away, but I still felt something ominous pricking at me. I looked over at Nalgath and his party and saw that all their faces were white. Apparently, even elite adventurers were terrified of the guild master right then.

“Nalgath! You and your men will help me out.”

“Eep!” Piarre squeaked at the guild master in terror, which only made his smile wider.

“We’ll go with you, sir! We insist!”

God speed, Nalgath. I’ll say a little prayer for you all. At least this mood is better than the gloomy one from before…I hope.

“We’re going.”

“Yes, sir!”

As Nalgath and his comrades ambled behind the guild master, they reminded me of condemned men being led to prison…but it had to be a trick of the eyes. Yes, that was it.

“Looks like they’re going to prison,” the captain whispered, his voice reaching my ears loud and clear for some reason.

“Is it really okay to let the guild master go?” my father asked. “He seemed like he was ready to murder some criminals… He didn’t look stable.”

“He’ll be okay,” the captain assured him.

There must really be a deep bond of trust between the captain and the guild master.

“I hope.”

There was an awkward silence.

Will he really be okay? I’m suddenly super worried about him.

“Okay, we’d better get ready, too.” The captain rose from his chair and exhaled softly. He meant we needed to get to work on breaking the spell. I assumed that meant he would have some of his watchmen or some adventurers unleash the new spell. I knew it was a necessary evil, but it still broke my heart. I cast a careful glance at the captain and saw the anguish in his eyes. I looked away, and my eyes landed on my slimes, jiggling and playing on the sofa.

“Pong! Pong!”

Hm? I took a closer look and saw that Sol had suddenly spat out two black magic stones out of nowhere.

“Sol? Why did you make those magic stones?” I meandered over to the slime, who looked up at me and pushed the stones against my chest. I took them, sensing that Sol meant them as a present for me.

“Whoa! They’re beautiful…”

The black magic stones were enveloped in a faint white light and they looked incredibly mystical. I took a closer look and saw silver symbols engraved on them.

“Incredible…” My dad peered at the stones in the palm of my hand.

“Isn’t it, though? It’s so beautiful.” I carefully picked up a magic stone with my thumb and index finger and held it up. The magic stone Sol had made before was also black, but it wasn’t shiny or engraved like these were.

“I wonder what the difference is?” my father asked.

Well, for now I should just drop these magic stones in my magic bag for safekeeping. If anyone sees them, we’ll be in big trouble. And even though I don’t hear anybody coming up the stairs, there’s no guarantee somebody won’t barge in any minute. I opened my magic bag to put in Sol’s magic stones and…

Bonk!

“Huh?”

When I was about to drop the magic stone in the bag, Sol slammed against my hand and jiggled angrily at me.

“Pefu! Pefu!”

What was wrong? Was Sol trying to tell me not to hide the magic stones in my bag?

“Should I not hide these in my magic bag?”

“Pefu!”

I guess that means yes. Then what should I do with these shining magic stones?

“Think Sol’s trying to tell us we should use them?” my father asked.

“Pe-fuuu!” Sol bounced happily in reply.

I see. Sol made us these magic stones because we need them. But what do we need them for? I glanced up to see the shocked eyes of the captain, staring at the stones. I looked back and forth between the captain and the stones in my hand. Could it be…?

“Can we use these to break the spell?” It was the only idea that came to mind.

“Pefu!”

“Agh!”

Happy that I’d understood, Sol vigorously slammed itself into my arms. The captain gave me a bewildered look.

“Okay… So this will break the spell. What useful magic stones you’ve made us.”

“Pefu!”

I hugged Sol to my chest and stared at the magic stones in my hand. The beautiful black stones were glowing with white light. 

I moved closer to the captain and held them out to him. “Here you go, Captain.”

The captain’s jaw dropped. “No, I can’t accept this…”

“If you use these magic stones, those heroes might not need to sacrifice themselves,” my father assured the sputtering captain.

The captain stared hard at the magic stones… Then, after a while, he took them both. “Once things have settled down in Hataka, I’ll pay you handsomely.”

I didn’t intend to sell the stones, but the captain’s eyes were so earnest that I felt I couldn’t refuse him. After everything’s over, I’ll let him know I provided them free of charge.