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Water Magician

Chapter 547: Seeking the Bracelet

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“This is an incredibly massive suspension bridge…”

“The river is wide, but maybe it’s built like this so any kind of ship can pass? Amazing.”

The great bridge spanning the western outskirts of the imperial capital, Hanlin, was visible even from far down the river.

Near the capital, the South River was said to be nearly two kilometers wide, making the bridge spanning it almost unbelievably large.

After a while, the boat carrying the two approached the bridge.

“It’s quite high, even from the river surface…”

“Yeah, it’s a massive structure.”

“Abel, perhaps for national prestige, we should also…”

“No need!”

“Why not?!”

“Because our kingdom doesn’t have a river this big.”

Ryo had no rebuttal for Abel’s perfectly reasonable response.

Instead, he decided to propose something else.

“In that case. Let’s build a 100-meter-tall statue of you!”

“…Huh?”

“So that the citizens of the kingdom can feel pride!”

“No need…”

“Why not?!”

“…It’s way too embarrassing.”

Abel wasn’t fond of such things.

“In many countries, great leaders often have grand statues built in their honor. It would be fitting to have a statue of Abel, the Liberator and Hero!”

“I…really don’t need that…”

“As a king, you should be able to endure such minor humiliation!”

“See! So you admit it’s humiliating!”

“Ah! I fell into Abel’s trap!”

“You totally did that on purpose…”

It seemed even a king had to deal with a lot.

Their boat arrived at a massive dock that resembled a port.

There was a designated area for mooring.

The ten or so soldiers who had accompanied them disembarked first and quickly walked ahead.

As soon as Abel and Ryo stepped off the boat, an official-looking inspector approached them.

It appeared they were being treated differently from the soldiers.

“There’s a chance our wanted posters have been distributed without us knowing…”

“And if they have?”

“Of course…”

“Yeah, I’m not sacrificing myself.”

“You got ahead of me!”

“Please proceed with the disembarkation process. May I see your identification?”

The inspector asked politely.

He didn’t seem to consider them dangerous individuals.

“Great choice, Inspector!”

“You were actually ready to fight?!”

Ryo and Abel had an ominous conversation…

Both of them presented their adventurer cards.

In Fenmu, Ryo had revealed his title as Duke of Rondo to keep Andalusia out of battle, but he didn’t want to do that here.

After all, their top priority in the imperial capital was acquiring the ‘Flying Bracelet’.

Until then, they wanted to avoid anything that might restrict their freedom.

“Alright, Level 6 Adventurer Abel-dono and Ryo-dono. Confirmed. Welcome to the imperial capital.”

The inspector smiled warmly.

The disembarkation process seemed to be just routine.

Ryo exaggeratedly patted his chest in relief.

Abel shot him a sharp glare.

Regardless, they had successfully arrived in Hanlin, the imperial capital.

“It’s 10 a.m. now. A bit early for lunch.”

“Obviously. We just ate breakfast on the boat.”

“It was grilled river fish, right? That was quite delicious.”

“Before lunch, we’re buying the bracelet!”

“You’re really eager, aren’t you, Abel…”

Ryo shook his head slightly.

Abel walked over to the inspector and started asking something.

It wasn’t hard to guess what.

He was undoubtedly asking where they could find the bracelet.

More specifically, the location of the Imperial Central Workshop that manufactured them.

Soon, Abel returned.

“They sell them at a shop inside the Imperial Central Workshop compound.”

“And you got the directions, right?”

“Of course. Let’s go!”

Abel started walking.

Due to the crowded streets, both he and Ryo dismounted and led their horses on foot.

Ryo shook his head again with a resigned expression.

But deep down, he was happy.

Abel wasn’t usually interested in material things.

Seeing him so excited made Ryo, as his companion, feel the same way.

“Abel, be careful or you’ll bump into people.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got—”

Thud.

A man emerged from a side street and bumped into Abel.

“I told you so.”

Ryo murmured.

“Oh, my bad.”

Abel gave a light apology.

In truth, their shoulders had barely brushed. It was actually the other guy’s fault for looking in the wrong direction…

However…

“Hey! Stop right there!”

The man’s voice was low and threatening.

He wore a traditional Darwei-style robe, crossed over the front and fastened with a sash rather than buttons.

These were known as Eastern-style clothes.

He wore pants, a reddish upper robe that extended to his knees, and a sword hung at his left hip.

He didn’t look like an adventurer or a thug—more like someone from the military wing of the government.

At least, that’s what Ryo assumed.

“Huh?”

Abel turned back, completely unconcerned.

“You dare bump into the blade that carries my soul and show no respect?!”

“If it’s your soul, maybe you should hold it with both hands?”

Abel replied nonchalantly, annoyed by the red-clad man’s words.

“You bastard!”

“Look, I’m in a hurry. If you want to fight, do it some other time!”

“Don’t screw with me! But fine, I have no time now either. Noon!”

“Huh?”

“Noon at the Holy Emperor Plaza! I’ll settle this with you there!”

“Uh… yeah, sure, whatever.”

“You better show up!”

The red-clad man shouted.

Abel casually waved and walked away.

Ryo, beside him, was practically bouncing with excitement.

“Congratulations, Abel!”

“For what?”

Ryo praised him and Abel frowned and asked.

“You’ve completed the Classic Light Novel Trope: A Sudden Run-in that Leads to a Fight!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Ryo, clearly thrilled, was met with Abel’s unimpressed response.

“After you beat that red-clad guy at the plaza, it’ll turn out he’s the subordinate of some bigshot, and then you’ll get ambushed later! I can already see the plot!”

“What kind of nonsense is that? Besides, that won’t happen.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not going to the plaza.”

“Huh…?”

Ryo’s face froze in shock.

Even as his face went stiff, his feet kept walking beside Abel. The image was bizarre.

“But… if you don’t go, he might be waiting for you there the whole time…”

“Not my problem. He set the place without asking me. I never said I’d go.”

“Abel… that’s so cowardly…”

“Like I’ve got time to entertain guys like that.”

Ryo mourned the story’s collapse, while Abel said something entirely reasonable.

And he was right— who has time for that?

And so, the two continued toward the Imperial Central Workshop.

Cutting across a large plaza.

“Right, we were told to cross the plaza with the big clock tower on the left.”

“Yep, there it is— that’s a huge clock.”

The clock face was probably as wide as three of Ryo put together.

Mounted on a building about twenty meters tall, it was quite an imposing sight.

“There are a lot of people too…”

Abel began to say when…

“Outta the way, outta the way!”

A man holding a box about the size of his head came running toward them, shouting…

Whoosh…CRASH CLANG SMASH.

He slightly bumped into Abel and fell dramatically.

The box’s contents were scattered everywhere.

Apparently, it had been full of eggs.

“Yikes…”

Ryo muttered in disappointment.

Naturally, many of the eggs were broken.

Of course, Abel merely glanced briefly at the man and started to walk away with Feiwan.

“Hey, you! Stop right there!”

The fallen man shouted.

Abel and Ryo continued walking.

“I said wait, dammit!”

The man ran ahead of Abel and blocked his path.

“What? Me?”

“You bumped into me and ruined my eggs. Of course I mean you!”

“You were the one running with a box of eggs. Besides, we barely even touched.”

“What did you say?!”

“I’m in a hurry right now.”

“Don’t mess with me!”

Abel waved the man off dismissively, and the man became furious.

The man wore a type of robe commonly seen in Darwei, overlapped in front and tied with a sash instead of buttons.

What’s commonly called Eastern clothing.

He wore pants, a yellowish upper robe that extended to his knees, and a sword hung at his left hip.

He didn’t look like an adventurer or a thug—more like someone from the military wing of the government.

“Ah, whatever. If you wanna fight, come later.”

“Hey!”

“Yeah, that’s right! Come to Holy Emperor Square at noon. I’ll take you on then.”

“…Huh?”

Abel’s words left the yellow-clothed man stunned.

“What? You don’t want to? If not, that’s fine too.”

“No…ah, okay…fine.”

The man accepted Abel’s words, albeit with a puzzled look.

And then, the two horses and two people left the scene behind.

Abel noticed something.

Ryo, walking beside him, was staring at him with sparkling eyes.

“What is it, Ryo?”

“I’m just… deeply moved!”

Abel asked suspiciously, and Ryo responded with sparkling eyes and a radiant smile.

“…Huh?”

“This is the classic light novel development: A sudden run-in that leads to a fight—twice in a row! I’ve only ever read about it in books! Abel, you’re amazing!”

“Yeah… I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I’ve never had that happen even once in my life, and yet you’ve had it happen twice in such a short time! You’re clearly one of the chosen ones!”

“Uh…huh…”

Ryo was moved. Abel didn’t understand a word of it.

Ever since reincarnating, Ryo had hoped to experience one of those classic light novel tropes, but it had never happened.

That’s why he was so impressed with Abel, who effortlessly triggered them.

“I must apologize to you, Abel.”

“What’s this about now?”

“When you avoided that red-clothed guy’s challenge earlier, I said it was cowardly. But now, with the yellow-clothed guy, you told him to come to Holy Emperor Square— so you plan to take them all down at once, don’t you? That’s so like you, Abel!”

“No, I’m not going.”

“What…?”

Ryo froze again at Abel’s words.

Still, he kept walking calmly.

Perhaps his body was on autopilot.

“You should at least go to the square… they might be waiting there all day, you know?”

“Doesn’t matter. They’re the ones who ran into me, and I was the one inconvenienced. Feiwan was surprised too, right?”

Abel said this as he stroked his horse’s neck, and Feiwan happily licked Abel’s cheek.

“Abel… you coward…”

“I’m not gonna waste time with guys like that.”

Ryo, disillusioned, shook his head slightly, and Abel shrugged.

“I think it should be around here…”

“There’s a lot of people here too.”

Abel and Ryo, with their two beloved horses, were looking for a specific shop.

“Oh, there it is.”

Abel found it and raised his voice.

Ryo looked in the same direction.

There was a rather grand-looking gate ahead.

And then—

A man came flying out of a shop next to it…

Thud.

He fell.

He didn’t touch Abel at all.

When the man nearly fell, he tried to grab Abel— but Abel dodged effortlessly.

No contact whatsoever.

Naturally, Abel kept walking, heading straight for his goal: the Imperial Capital’s Central Workshop.

The store that sold the long-dreamed-of flying bracelets was finally within reach.

There was no time to get distracted by trivial matters.

Even if he didn’t show it, his heart was racing.

So…

When the fallen man shouted—

“Hey! You! Hold it right there!”

“Come to Holy Emperor Square at noon!”

That’s all Abel said before walking through the workshop gates without even looking back…

The man wore a type of robe commonly seen in Darwei, overlapped in front and tied with a sash instead of buttons.

What’s commonly called Eastern clothing.

He wore pants, a blue-ish upper robe that extended to his knees, and a sword hung at his left hip.

Like the others, he looked like a military official rather than an adventurer or thug… he was left speechless and stood there alone.

Abel and Ryo passed through the gates of the Central Workshop safely.

They immediately noticed the sign.

‘Sales Counter This Way’

Even as he read the big sign, Ryo turned to Abel and said:

“Abel… three times in a row is insane.”

“What now?”

“The classic light novel trope—random run-in escalating to a fight—happening three times… I fear you may be reaching the end of your lifespan or something.”

“I don’t care, as long as I get that bracelet.”

“Ah…right…”

Ryo understood.

There was no point saying anything more.

Abel was replying, but clearly, his mind was elsewhere.

They tied their horses in front of the store and went inside.

“Welcome.”

Three elegant-looking young women bowed in unison.

That alone told them that the shop catered to high-end clientele.

“Sorry, I’m looking for a bracelet… one that lets you fly.”

“Yes, you mean the ‘Flight Ring’, correct?”

When Abel asked, one of the ladies smiled and pointed to a display of flying bracelets on the wall.