>>5372312“Chilli, I take it these are the dragons?” he asks, then notices you and Broly behind him. “Ah, General Karn. Good to see you again. How have you been?”
“Same as ever. Killed an Abyssal Dragon the other day, thanks to this sword.” you say, reaching up and tapping the Wolf Knight sword's handle hanging on your back. “How about yourself?”
“Nothing quite so exciting. But the business has really been taking off lately.” he replies, a sparkle in his eyes. The man's robes even seem newer, no longer the patchwork cloak you're more familiar with. “Thanks to all these dragon products selling excellently to the shops in Axel, we've been able to expand the business. Even the Capitol sends buyers for some of the more select cuts of dragon meat from time to time. Turns out dragon meat can actually grant experience points to adventurers as well, who'd have thought?”
“Experience points?” you ask, confused. Chilli and Megumin's father Hyoizaburoo both draw out pieces of parchment from their robes.
“They're a ranking system, based off of how many monsters you defeat and quests you complete for the Adventurer's Guild.” Chilli clarifies, finger pointing out a number you can't quite read. “As you gather more points and level up your class, you can gain new abilities based off the class you are.”
“I see.” you say, not wholly comprehending it. But what you do get is that he has been hard at work since he got here.
“Level forty eight? Is that good?” Broly asks his brother, Hyoizaburoo making a choking sound. And judging from that alone, yes it is pretty good.
You and Broly help the two wizards put the boxes away inside the shop for the next several minutes, storing them all in the back and letting the older wizard label them. Then once it's all done, you and your sons emerging from the back with Megumin's father an unfamiliar figure suddenly walks through the front door. And immediately your instincts start screaming at you that this figure means trouble.
“Wa haa! Boy who has recently awakened his carnal desires, and the magical item crafter who's son-in-law has single-handedly saved his failing business.” a mask wearing man says, stepping in with all the confidence of a natural killer. Your skin crawls in his presence, his energy feeling just as familiar as it is menacing. You've felt something like that being before, but don't recognize it immediately. Where have you felt ki like this before? “And who's this? A man who's body is soaked in more blood than this entire planet. You must be the boy's father.”
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