Reincarnating in Another World and Living a Happier Live

Hiring New Allies

3 Days Later

Turns out we will be stuck here for another two days since my dad sent a secret message to grandpa about the trouble we ran into. Since this store is just starting up Aunt Cynthia can't afford to leave without it being able to stand on its feet. My dad will be staying here from now on to protect her. My dad asked for Ernest to come for us as escorts.

Turned out the Dwarf was a popular inscriptionist that had a lot of connection. Inscriptionist add symbols to things and give them magical properties. This creates Magic Weapons, that don't require the fighters to master magic or cast spells. Only to run mana into the weapon.

The Dwarf King sent pressure to my father to fix the problem, but the only response my father gave him was to have the Dwarf finish as much weapons as possible before the inscriptionist does something stupid and set my father off.

My father did not permit us to go dungeon hunting so we are walking through the city. At least that was our intention, but many people refused to serve us or even allow us inside their shoo. Their excuse was that they weren't going to permit a 'corrupted Elf' on their store.

Some dumbasses even tried to kidnap her, but we killed their asses. I couldn't kill them, but I cut all their fingers off. We found out that the inscriptionist sent them.

"I-I'm sorry Azrael. Y-You wanted to see the city, but b-because of me!" I interrupted her crying by giving her a tight hug.

"Remember my words, no matter who it's against, I stand next to you. You are my best friend, understand?" she shyly nodded.

I smiled, "Good, I hate this city anyways. I fix the problem, so don't worry."

She grabbed on to my arm and we continue walking until I see someone who's covered from head to toe in a dirty gown sitting across from a restaurant. What caught my attention was that in front of the person were potions, 'A poor potion master?'

I activate my eye and place it on the potion:

Healing Potion (30% effective): used for closing of wounds. Used poor material. Quality: average.

I was amazed since the person was able to synthesize a regular potion from poor ingredients. Imagine if they were given above average material!

"Rose let's check that person out. They are interesting." she looks at me and gave me a brilliant smile "Un!"

"That's how I like seeing You! Always with that gorgeous smile of yours!" I grab her nose, and she lightly blushed of embarrassment.

We were walking hand in hand when I see a group of 2 young beast men and 3 Elves approach the figure. They were levels 13-17: Weaklings.

I can't see the level of the gowned person.

"We told you to stop selling here down We not?!" the wolfman yells, but he gets no response.

The Elf sneers, "You think you're too good for us? Trash!" saying that he kicked the figure to the ground followed by the rest.

I look around and see that the people are avoiding getting involved and letting the person get beat to an inch of their life.

Rose grabs her hand and gives me a determined look and nod and we go towards the group. I can hear the figure quietly sobbing while getting beaten, I kick the elf's manhood from behind as hard as I can causing him to squeal and fall to the ground. A close beast men launched a punch at me, but I dodge and return a fist to fist check followed by pulling his head down to my knee knocking him out.