I am a stubborn person and work for the evil god to fight against female prostitution.

The Exchange Street, which is two pedestrian streets that crisscross into a cross, is located on the longest side of the upper and lower sides, and evenly divides the oval-shaped town into four parts.

Although there is a lot of traffic, it is not to the point of crowding.

It can be said that everyone acts in peace and does not interfere with each other.

Other than that, the décor is not luxurious.

In fact, the stalls are very casually arranged.

It's pretty good in the Middle Ages, but it's not very appealing to me who has experienced the information bombardment of the information age.

Even the night markets we usually have there are much more sophisticated than the regular ones in this place.

No loudspeakers playing sales slogans, no colorful banners or slogans, no crowds that make it impossible to move your feet, no stickers, no aroma of dorayaki and sizzling squid...

There is no

random occupation of the road and littering, which should be considered a consolation, proving that this place is at least managed by someone.

But that's about it.

I didn't go out of my way to attract tourists!

For example, it's similar to the flea market I used to attend on a college campus.

Belongs to the kind of stall owner who sets up a stall purely for interest, and only sells destined people.

If I have to say, the first impression is 7 points.

Of course, it's a 100-point system....

We came to a middle-aged uncle's booth with a blade of grass in his mouth, an inch head, a scarred face, and a very arrogant expression.

"Ma'am, please look at this," just as I was thinking this, your picked something up from the stall and handed it over with a strange smile.

"Interesting, isn't it?"

"What??," I took casually, and said, "

Man, maybe you haven't noticed it yet, or maybe you're pretending to be stupid."

All in all, I'm past the age to play this thing.

Things like colored springs, glass beads, little raccoon instant noodles and beef tendons don't appeal to me enough right now... Huh, is this?"

It felt like it was made of metal, and it was quite large, barely grasped by a slap.

It's heavy, well, it seems to overturn my previous speculation.

There's a strange pattern on the surface, is it a projectile or something? It's

not like it at all, and for some reason, this black hole guy always gives me a pretty bad feeling.

The pinprick pain, this instinct-like repulsion, is like getting up close and personal with some flammable and explosive dangerous object...

What the hell is it?

Just as I held the ball in the palm of my hand and looked at it carefully, trying to find a clue, something strange happened.

Quite unbelievable enough to break the worldview!

Specifically, the ball emitted a blue light that was projected precisely onto my retina.

Then, rows of dim small print appear in the center of the field of vision....

[Name: Handheld Fragmentation Kill Bullet (3rd Generation Improved

)] [Type: Consumables] [Quality: Green (Rare)] [Function: Suitable for Attacking Groups

] [How to use: Infuse enough mana inward, and after the surface glows red, throw it at your enemies within 3 seconds (note)] [

Note

:

Ideas provided by Ms. Ling Fenghua, Honorary Member of the Mage Council, and Joachim Tang, a sage of the Balanced SchoolMedina is responsible for the production, the following is the maker's message:

1. Do not use this item in public places.

2. Do not use this material on innocent civilians.

3. Copyright Registration, Counterfeiting Must Be Investigated!(Note)】

I was shocked!

What's going on

? No, after all, it's still another world, right? There's something very strange mixed in there...

Utterly surprised and confused, my hand shook and I threw the metal ball to the ground.

Seeing this, Ulch hurriedly picked up the ball, and at the same time reminded him,

"Be careful! "

At least it's very dangerous, I agree that, but...

"Magic bullet is a hammer! This is a grenade at all! It must be a grenade! It's still a fragmentation grenade! Why is there such a thing in another world

? It's so weird! It's so strange that it explodes!

And what kind of information is it just shown

? Is it a little late to wake up? Anyway, there's magic to charge a grenade

, isn't

it good to throw a shot of an arcane missile?

In this opportunistic way, the craftsmen will cry!Give

me a good study of gunpowder and steel balls, bastard!

" Ulch wiped the saliva from his face and smiled awkwardly,

"Is it the first time I have seen the 'projection screen' that I was too excited?

But could you please calm down for a moment?

After all, we're eye-catching enough. "

I can perceive the gaze of tourists around me.

That's true, the little goblins floating around won't mention it.

Petite women like me are in the minority on the trading street.

Now there is a lot of noise or something, which will naturally attract passers-by to watch.

After a little silence, I asked again

, "What is this 'projection curtain'?" At first glance, I thought I had awakened some kind of traverser standard and was a little happy, but was it something that everyone could see?"

"Hehe, that, it was deliberately concealed for the sake of surprise

," he said with a wry smile

, "However, I didn't expect you to know anything about it... As far as I know, this is unique to the Royal Capital Exchange Street.

This can only be done with the large illusion system in this place, and the accurate projection of the information can be accomplished. "

What a black technology!"

What's the matter with the malicious remarks on it?"

"That's what the maker wrote, and every product in this place must be taken to the 'Safety Supervision Bureau' for security inspection before it is put on the shelves for sale.

A special person is responsible for checking and inscribed basic information, and at the same time making sure that no excessively dangerous items flow in..."

What's going on with the security check? There are a lot of slots!"

"Hey! This grenade is a dangerous item, okay! How did it get through?"

I don't know what kind of grenade you've been talking about, but are you mistaking something? It's a military product.

After speaking, as if he thought that such an explanation was enough, he leisurely raised the kettle and drank it.

"I see, you resell arms. It

dawned on me.

"Poof——! cough... Ahem, you stinky little ghost, how did you come to this conclusion?"

"Isn't this usually the case? There is no doubt that this magic bullet is quite dangerous, you can take it out and sell it openly without being caught, and you speak so arrogantly, it means that you have a background."

As an arms dealer, it is appropriate to make a proper point of black and white..."

"And it is reasonable to analyze... Don't turn the topic to the arms dealer for granted!"

In the face of the topic I threw out, the uncle, who had been quite calm since just now, couldn't help but complain.

"Ahem, I'm out of shape, introduce myself, I'm Selsman, a mid-level swordsman.

Don't get me wrong, I'm just a salesman in a subordinate department of the Equilibrium School. "

What is a salesman?

Am I the only one who thinks the Mage Council is weird?