The Voice On The Rival's Head

Chapter 39: The Journey of Mefras

A day had passed since Verite and Mefras dealt with not only the monsters seen in the lotus village but also the bandits who happened to appear there as Mefras was conducting a trial of his new body features.

Clearly Mefras destroyed them easily, five humans armed against a three-meter-long giant made with magic was not a fair fight.

Even so Mefras did not feel guilty at all, because the bandits that Mefras beat up were cold-blooded murderers who left no victims, he said, if Verite hadn't been stopped by Mefras it might have been able to take justice with his own hands.

Surely that did not happen and Mefras handed them over to the village guards, from which Mefras knew they would be planned to be executed because their crimes were too severe and Mefras felt it was a proper punishment.

Mefras was now walking around the city, having no direction at all, he was enjoying his freedom to not only move and talk but also interact with the people who were in this city, he said, it is difficult to achieve when he wears a body construct that is only the size of a cat.

What the mefras do is certainly get the views of the surrounding residents because not often they can see a three-meter-sized construct walking around the city and this is part of the Mefras plan, he said, he wanted to make the people of this city get used to him.

While walking he saw a grandmother who had difficulty pushing her cart, Mefras moved to put his hand in front of the cart.

“Let me help.” Mefras said to the grandmother.

“Ah... Thanks.” The grandmother looked at Mefras with wide eyes before receiving her help.

“Where are you taking it?” Mefras asked.

“That's.” Grandma pointed the way. “I want to take her to my house.”

“Good.” Mefras began to push her and the grandmother followed in the street.

“Does grandma always do this alone?” Mefras asked.

“No, usually my grandchildren who bring food home but they are sick and fitting once the distribution of food supply happened today so this time I came to take it.” Grandma explained.

“Incidentally wrong yes, what kind of sick grandmother?”Mefras asked, luckily it seems like this granny is not living alone.

“Only ordinary fever, their body is hot and they can not move much.” Grandma replied, it seems that she is not too worried about the disease that affects her grandchildren.

“We get to nek.” Mefras stopped pushing the cart, they got to where the grandmother had pointed.

“Thanks..”.

“Mefras my name is Mefras, I'm a construct made by Verite Bloome.”Mefras introduced himself.

“Ah, I heard that name, she is the young girl who made that cooling machine right?” Grandma asked.

“Iya.” Mefras replied before walking away.

“One more time thank you.” The grandmother spoke from behind Mefras.

Mefras felt good because of the good things he did, she said, his goal is to make himself a part of this city community and walking and helping the people he sees is one quick way to get people used to him, all he did was honor Verite's name without making Verite come out and do it himself so it was a win-win for him.

Again in walking and helping some people encountered, the thing that Mefras did was not complicated or natural, if he saw people having trouble moving things he helped him, he said, if one needed help to reach the high place Mefras could help and every time he finished doing that he uttered Verite's name and how Verite made the construct like him.

Perhaps one would think what he did was excessive but Mefras knew how important public relations were, more so if Verite wanted to pursue to become a great inventor, the support of the people people would help, more so if Verite wanted to pursue to become a great inventor, Mefras has only helped a little to ease the path of Verite's future.

“Ah... Mefras.” Miss Gloom who was sitting at the cashier in front of Mefras spoke, it seems she did not expect the arrival of Mefras but she just showed him her surprised expression with a glance, she quickly returned with her neutral face, she quickly returned with her neutral face, he put herbal cigarette smoke in his hand.  “You grew up Mefras.” He said without showing emotion.

"Yes, I drink milk." Mefras answered.

"If I don't know your personality I'll kick you out of this place." Miss Gloom smokes her cigarette.

"So how's your new worker?" Mefras asked, he came here to check on someone's situation.

"Ah, the glasses." Miss Gloom said. "He's. Enough. Ever since Verite and Caena stopped working here, my job has grown quite a lot and finding competent people like those two kids is no easy feat." - Miss Gloom, back on her cigarette.

"You didn't fire him outright, at least he must have done something right, right?" Mefras said, Miss Gloom rarely praises people but if you can stick with it it means you are a competent person.

Miss Gloom sighed and let out all the smoke in her lungs. "I'm not that cruel to take out a person who only has clothes on his body, but yes, he has experience in the field of trading that is quite useful to help me." Miss Gloom replied.

The robbery Zorrel experienced by the bandits left him with the clothes he was wearing only, Verite and Mefras tried to find the item the robbers had taken but they seemed to have sold the item they had obtained from Zorrel.

As Mefras and Miss Gloom spoke, Zorrel entered the main hall through the back door.

“Miss Gloom I've checked all your records.” Zorrel reported, it looks like Miss Gloom told her to do something.

Zorrel saw Mefras also in this store and started saying hello, “Ah Mefras, thanks again for teaching me here.” She's saying.

“You must say it was Verite, he directed to this place.” Mefras said Verite was the one who gave Zorrel the job and it seemed like the right thing.

“Ah yes, please give my thanks to him.” Zorrel.

“Will I tell him.” Mefras nodded.

“So what are you doing here? Verite needs materials for his research?” Zorrel asked, fixing his glasses that came down.

Looking at Zorrel who used to shop his glasses Mefras thought maybe Verite could make lens contacts for him, she had no idea at all with contact lenses but it couldn't possibly be very complicated right?

As he thought so the word infection entered his mind.

‘Iya maybe this can be complicated.’ This world has many things similar to his world but it also means this world has the same problems as health.

Returning his attention to Zorrel Mefras answered his question.

“Nothing, I just walk around, enjoy the fresh air so.”

“Iya, sure, fresh air, not because you enjoy seeing people from a high position.” Miss Gloom cut.

“I confess that I enjoyed when you had to look up to talk to me.” Mefras let out a small laugh.

"Oh you.." Miss Gloom said, faking her anger, putting aside her difficult personality Miss Gloom is a joke-savvy person.

Their conversation continued for a while…