I don't want to be a heroic spirit

"You actually called me a rare shopkeeper... Mr. Vanir, even if you praise me like that, I won't give up on buying goods."

"I'm not praising you, you useless shopkeeper! How much more trouble are you going to cause me?"

The two people who were arguing were both cadres of the Demon King's Army.

The lich Wiz, and the demon duke Vanir who died once before in the dungeon when he tried to take over Nero's body.

Who would have thought that two officers of the Demon King's army would actually open a magic item shop in the novice town of Axel?

And it keeps losing money.

Just as Nibanir said, Wiz's talent in business is hopelessly poor, because the goods she imports cannot be sold at all.

Either they have side effects that make people stay away from them, or they are so expensive that the adventurers in this novice town cannot afford them. In short, they are garbage.

A dignified lich is so poor that he can only survive by drinking sugar water.

It wasn't until Barnil's arrival that this harsh situation was alleviated.

"Although I don't think I should have any expectations of you, let's just treat it as a formality... What effect does this ugly doll have?"

"Mr. Barnier! Mr. Barnier! Believe me! I'm fully confident in the goods I've brought in this time. They'll definitely be a big hit!"

Wiz, whose voluptuous figure couldn't be concealed even in her robes, excitedly held up a stuffed animal and explained to Vanir, "This stuffed animal is an excellent item that automatically follows its owner after logging in. If you give this to a child, no child in this world will get lost anymore!"

"Indeed, it sounds like an excellent product at first glance...but what are the drawbacks?"

"How could there be a flaw? Mr. Vanir, if I must say... it's probably that I stay close to my child even when he's not lost, like when he goes to the bathroom at night."

"I see. Thank you for the introduction... Then please return this garbage."

Vanir very indifferently drew a cross at the end of the line with these dolls on the product list.

"Why? Mr. Vanir! Don't you want to help those poor lost children?!"

"So you really want to scare the kids who aren't lost into tears!"

Chapter 323: The Magical Item That Can Destroy the World

Vanir, the Demon Duke, has a dream.

He wanted to create the most difficult dungeon in ancient and modern times, and countless warriors who were very confident in their own strength would challenge it.

With the expectation of treasure, they will experience countless failures, and then get up countless times, continue to fail, and continue to get up...

Finally, in the deepest part of the dungeon, they will meet Vanir himself, the final boss.

After escaping death, Vanir was defeated. The brave men, who had exhausted all their wisdom, bravery and strength, opened the treasure chest behind Vanir under the urging of expectation and desire.

In the end, they will find... there is nothing in the treasure chest except a tattered note with a taunting note.

By then, Banier believed that he would definitely experience the most extreme negative emotions of disgust and loss in the world.

In order to fulfill this dream, to build the ideal dungeon, first of all... he needs enough money.

So, Vanir found his old friend Wiz. It was with Vanir's help that Wiz became a lich in order to avenge his dead teammates.

I heard that Wiz opened a magic tool store, so Vanir planned to use this store to earn money to build a dungeon.

however……

"I am now beginning to regret the decision I made..."

After checking the goods that Wiz had purchased this time, Vanir was devastated to find that they were all unsaleable junk.

Barnier even found it easier to sell refrigerators to Eskimos and fans to Russians than to sell these goods.

"Mr. Vanir! Mr. Vanir! There's one last product I haven't introduced to you yet."

"No, there's no need to introduce yourself. You're definitely garbage anyway... It's ridiculous that I even had the slightest hope for you just now."

Even though his body was made of clay, Vanir still felt a headache and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temples.

"Mr. Vanir! Please trust me one last time! I have a feeling this thing will definitely sell!"

“Which of your products doesn’t say that?”

Vanir's words didn't dampen Wiz's enthusiasm at all, and she excitedly took out the last magic item.

"Mr. Vanir, this magic item is incredible! It can transmit sound over a thousand miles. As long as I speak into this cylindrical item, this little box will reproduce my words completely. Even if I'm in a town on the other side of the country, it won't be affected at all."

"Huh? Isn't that a phone?"

There was a hint of surprise in the tone of Vanir, who was originally listless.

As a clairvoyant demon, it was normal for Vanir to know the Earth where Kazuma and the others were, and he would naturally recognize the phone call.

"Hey? Mr. Barnier, what's the call?"

"Nothing... First, tell me if this thing has any side effects. If the side effects aren't serious, then it might be possible to sell it."

"Really? They can actually be sold! Great! I was just saying that the goods I purchase can be sold!"

"I said the premise is that the side effects are not too serious. It's too early to cry for joy now!"

The angry Vanir stepped forward and gave Wiz a slap on the head, causing him to almost cry in pain.

"It's okay, the side effects are very mild." Wiz raised her smooth chin and puffed out her unusually large chest, saying with great confidence, "It's just that the sound made by the little box can be heard by everyone in town."

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely depressing atmosphere filled the store, as if there were extremely heavy dark clouds pressing down on their heads, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

It's like a sign of a coming storm.

"Rubbish!"

"Why?!"

"You still have the nerve to ask me why?! I thought you were buying a phone, but you actually bought me a giant speaker?! How could anyone buy something like that?!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Vanir suddenly froze.

Then, as if he was thinking of something, big drops of sweat ran down his cheeks.

"What's wrong? Mr. Vanir, you look terrible. Do you have a stomachache? Did you eat something upset? I have a stomach cleansing potion here. It's super effective and can make your stomach and intestines healthier than ever. Although the side effect is that after drinking it, all the harmful substances in your stomach and intestines will be excreted through your mouth, but health is the most important thing, right..."

“You idiot—!!”

Wiz didn't know why Vanir suddenly scolded her. Although she felt extremely aggrieved, she didn't dare to say anything because of Vanir's ferocious look. She could only purse her lips and watch Vanir covering his head and talking to himself.

"Damn it! Why is this useless store manager, who's always causing trouble but never getting anything done, so good at causing trouble for others... Doesn't she realize the terrible disaster this magic item will bring to the world? How can I fulfill my dream if humanity is wiped out? After all, who was the idiot who created this magic item? Does she even realize how horrific it is?"

"Destroy it, it must be destroyed! This disaster generator must be destroyed before that person returns from the capital... No, destroying it isn't enough. The creator of this magic tool is also a nuisance. We can't just leave it alone..."

Although he is a great devil that everyone fears, at this moment Vanir pretends to be compassionate and is actively thinking about saving the world.

But at this moment, the door of the shop was suddenly pushed open, and the bell indicating the arrival of a customer made a crisp sound.

Along with the sound of the bell, there was also a very energetic voice... That was exactly the sound that Vanir least wanted to hear at the moment.

"Hmm! A beautiful girl as gorgeous as a flying flower, like the goddess of beauty Venus in the world—I! Appear! Is Vanir here? I have something to ask you."

As Nero came in, he saw Wiz, who had tears in her eyes and looked so pitiful, and Vanir, who had his hands behind his back and his body as stiff as a zombie.

"Ohhh! Great! Vanirru and Wiz are here."

"Hahahaha! How come I can hear the magpie calling so early in the morning? It turns out it's you, Nero! Your arrival really brightens up our humble shop."

Huh? Are there magpies in this world?

Nero tilted his head in confusion.

"Did you guys just get new stock? How come you don't even have a place to stay?"

"Well... this is our fault. It's nothing. These are just some rubbish bought by a jerk shop owner. We are planning to return them all."

Chapter 324: Vanir is also working hard to save the world today

Barnil and Nero's first meeting was not a very friendly one.

Vanir tried to seize Nero's body, but not only failed, he also died once.

At this moment, Barnil is standing in front of Nero with a Roman numeral two on his mask. Barnil himself said that this number represents that he is now Barnil No. 2, which means his second life.

When Kazuma saw Vanir working as a clerk in Wiz's Tool Shop, he was almost scared to death, thinking that Vanir was here to seek revenge.

Although their first impression of each other was not very good... Nero and Vanir quickly became familiar with each other.

Vanir only had curiosity and a little fear towards Nero, a man blessed by multiple goddesses, but no hostility.

By the way, after dying once, Vanir resigned from his position as a cadre of the Demon King's Army. In addition, his principle of not harming humans makes him basically harmless, so there is no need for Nero to attack him.

After all, she couldn't kill the other person at all.

"Hmm? Wiz bought random things again?" Nero was very familiar with Wiz's selection skills. "Then this is your fault. Why didn't you keep an eye on her?"

"I also told her that I would be the sole buyer from now on. She only needed to stand at the door and attract customers... Blame me for so easily believing that this worthless shop owner could turn around. Blame me for trusting her too much."

"Mr. Banier's words are too extreme..."

Wiz, who has a domineering appearance but a weak personality, looks like she is about to cry.

Curious Nero picked up a magic item and asked.

"What is this? It looks a bit like a toilet... only a little smaller. A toilet figurine?"

"That's a portable toilet," Wiz enthusiastically explained. "Think about it, Nero. Don't adventurers often find themselves out in the wild doing quests and never coming back? Resting is fine, but using the restroom is a real hassle, right? Especially for female adventurers. Even having to relieve themselves in the bushes would be incredibly embarrassing, right?"

Nero nodded, agreeing with Wiz's words.

"This portable toilet can solve that problem. Just press the button on it, and this magic item will turn into a real, clean and tidy toilet. Doesn't it sound very convenient?"

"You do make sense...but what about the side effects?"

Nero knew that the product that Wiz had his eyes on was on par with the potion made by Bayonetta Eirin... Nero was talking about the side effects.

As expected, Nero immediately heard Wiz say.

"As for the side effects... this portable toilet makes a really, really loud noise to prevent others from hearing the user going to the toilet, and also to help dispel the fear of people going to the toilet at night."

As she spoke, Wiz scratched her cheek awkwardly. "So... probably... this sound will reveal the adventurers' whereabouts in the wild and attract a lot of monsters."

Nero: “…”

Vanir was right, this is indeed garbage.

"So...what about this scroll?"

"That's a teleportation scroll. The destination has been set to a very dangerous dungeon. If you're being chased by enemies, you can use this to send them into the dungeon and successfully escape."

"Hmm, it sounds like a very useful magic item at first glance...but what about the side effects?"

"The side effect is that the user of the scroll will also be teleported into the dungeon."

"..."

After Wiz's introduction, Nero also saw an explosive magic scroll with an explosion range greater than the shooting range, an insecticide that would kill all small life forms including microorganisms within a certain range, and a collar that was said to "help the user realize their wishes" but actually "strangled the user to death if the wish was not fulfilled" and was used to urge the user to realize their wishes through their own strength.

"Hmm? I seem to have some impression of this necklace..." Nero picked up the necklace and examined it for a moment, stroking his chin as he recalled, "This seems to be a magic item made by Huihui's father, right? I heard about it when I went to the Crimson Demon Village. Because the magic item that hadn't been sold for years was finally sold, Huihui's parents were very happy."

"Ah, you mean Mr. Piao Saburo? To be honest, Nero, I bought all these magic items from him." Wiz narrowed her eyes happily and said, "Mr. Piao Saburo is really a good person. He sold me every magic item at a super low price and is willing to keep supplying me."

"Why do I feel like he's selling it to you cheaply because he can't sell it?"

Nero still remembered that Huihui's evaluation of her father was "He has extremely high magical power and the ability to make magic tools, but he always makes useless and unsalable junk."

The reason why Huihui's family is so poor that they can only eat wild vegetables seems to be because of Huihui's father, Piao Saburo. Making magic props is very expensive, and the magic props made by Piao Saburo cannot be sold.

"Hahahahaha!"

"What are you crazy about?"

It’s not Nero’s fault that he reacted so strongly. It’s because Vanir’s loud laughter always reminds Nero of some not-so-good memories.

She was talking about the trio with devilish laughter - Gilgamesh, Raphael and The Count of Monte Cristo.

"I see, I see. The person who repeatedly sold that garbage to an idiot shopkeeper like me, and even tried to overthrow the world... is that the guy?!"

The corner of Vanir's mouth, which was not covered by the mask, raised a ferocious arc, his right hand wearing a white glove lightly covered his face, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying scarlet light.

"...Banir, what's that in your hand?"

Because he accidentally moved his hand from behind his back to the front of his body, the magic item that Vanir had been holding tightly in his hand since Nero came in was exposed.

Great!