The Magic Expert Except in Offensive Magic

Chapter 81: Observation

I take back what I said.

Observing a festival is pretty hard. When we went out to inspect the festival, the first thing we encountered was two store owners, that had stands for the festival, arguing.

"I'm not leaving this spot! You might as well give up and pack up you're things." The man with the black beard boomed.

"What makes you think I'm leaving?! I'm staying right here so you might as well leave." The man with the blond beard boomed.

What the hell are they arguing about? When the Oracle saw this, she walked up to them and tried to see what the problem was.

"What seems to be the problem, gentlemen?" Fate asked.

"This idiot won't leave when I called this place first." The man with the black beard told her.

"You must be dreaming! I'm the one who called this spot first!" The man with the blond beard argued.

Why are they even arguing? They said that they called a spot in this area but there seems to be plenty of other places to put up their stands.

That's when I looked at the stands they had. They were both the same thing.

Their stands were some kind of skewers. I took a closer look and saw that the skewers had some kind of meat on them.

I used [Analyze] to see what the meat was and saw on my menu that the food was called Sheep Skewers. Hmm, this seems to be the black-bearded man's food.

I wonder what the blond-bearded man's food is. I took a look at his food and used [Analyze]. His skewers were Hydra Skewers.

Do they really eat hydra meat? I didn't know that.

While I was examining the food, the two stand owners noticed and looked annoyed.

"Hey, kid, what are you staring at?" The black-bearded man glared at me.

"Yeah, what are you looking at?" The blond-bearded man glared at me too.

They both continued to glare at me until Fate stepped in.

"This boy is my assistant for the festival. He's going to help me with observing." Fate explained.

"Is that right? I didn't think the Oracle herself would require assistance from others." The black-bearded man stated.

"Well, after the mess with the ghosts, I needed some help with getting the festival in order." Fate explained.

"Heh! I don't really mind or care so it's fine. By the way, kid, what do you think of my skewers?" The black-bearded man asked me.

"Well, I haven't tasted it yet so I'm not sure. It does look good though."

"If you trying to be nice to him then don't bother. He's not that good of a cook." The blond-bearded man mocked.

"What did you say, blonde?!"

"You heard me, old man!"

"You're the same age as me!"

The two stand owners got in each other's face. Their heated argument was catching the eyes of the people.

Seeing this, Fate stepped between them to break it up.

"That's enough you two. Fighting isn't going to solve anything. Just prepare your stands and be ready for the festival. Also, if I see you two picking fights with each other again, I'll shut down both stands." Fate threatened.

The two stand owners got the message and stood down. Well, I didn't expect Fate to be like this.

After the two stand owners backed away and returned to their stands, Fate and I left and continued our observation.