bookbashuk Chapter 132 Wiz and Barnier 1
Chapter 132 Wiz and Barnier 1
Chapter 132 Wiz and Barnier 1
In the deserted magic item shop, Wiz was tending to the business as usual—
"No guests are coming."
The lich girl stared intently at the entrance of the magic item shop, waiting like a statue for customers. Even though Barnier had arrived, the shop's situation hadn't improved at all; even the money Charlotte had suggested leaving was gone. If they didn't find a way to earn money soon, they'd be in the red again this month.
"If that's what you think, then go and attract customers, or help us out, how about that?" Barnier said helplessly as he looked at her from behind the counter.
"Oh, excuse me! Are you displaying merchandise? Ah! This is a rare opportunity, should we put the new products up here too?"
Wiz clapped his hands.
Remembering the new items she had bought, she ran happily towards the magic item shop's warehouse. Meanwhile, Barnier, seeing the lich girl's exuberant joy and recalling her extreme penchant for merchandise, felt utterly disgusted.
"That useless shopkeeper—I told her countless times that she must discuss things with me before ordering anything, what did she buy this time?"
Barnier, who had just started working with Wiz, had no idea how terrifying Wiz was.
Soon, it will say, "Sorry to keep you waiting, this is the new product!"
Wiz returned with a ring in her hand. Barnier looked at the ring in her palm and blinked. He could sense the magic within it, but as for the rest—
"It looks like just a ring, but what kind of effect does it have?"
"For example, when you're feeling down, don't you sometimes accidentally say negative things, which only makes you more discouraged? This ring is a savior for those people! It will correct them and prevent them from saying negative things again!"
"I see—is the ring enchanted with magic that encourages positive thinking?"
That sounds pretty good.
Barnier, the Grand Duke of Hell who tastes human negativity, knows that many people unconsciously radiate negative emotions. If this could be improved, he could be considered a valuable commodity. However—
"No," Wiz shook his head and explained, "The magic on the ring is that it will explode if you utter any words containing negative emotions. For example, 'I feel so bad' or 'I'm so lonely,' it will react to those words."
boom-
The ring suddenly exploded, startling both of them.
"Ahem—" Wiz coughed, holding up the ring in his hand, and said smugly, "See? It explodes like just now. So as long as you wear it, you'll naturally pay attention to your words. How about that? Pretty amazing, right!?"
Barnier remained silent.
Although Wiz's words sounded nice, in his view, this ring wasn't a magical artifact that inspired positive thoughts, but rather something that forced people to stop thinking about—no, to stop uttering—negative emotions. It was less about changing the user's mood and more about preventing them from expressing their distress—it had a very...
The questionnaire asked if you were happy even though you were feeling quite frustrated at school. If you chose "happy," you could proceed to the next option, but if you chose "unhappy," you were asked to leave your class and name.
That's how absurd it is.
"Strange?" Wiz looked at the silent Barnier. "Why aren't you reacting? The way you're staring at me is a little scary."
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boom-
"Huh!?" Wiz was startled by the sudden explosion, but she still stubbornly explained, "Cough cough—"
Like this, after several repeated explosions, the deep-seated fear will prevent people from uttering negative remarks! This tool can help people maintain a positive attitude; don't you think it's great?
She didn't seem to realize that the product she bought was junk.
Barnier sighed deeply.
"Hmm, just now, I realized two things." He pointed at the ring in Wiz's hand and commented bluntly, "First, as a commodity, this ring is practically garbage. Second—you really are a useless shopkeeper!!"
This was the first time he had come to understand Wiz's flaws.
Wiz, however, panicked and hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Ah, Mr. Barnier, you can't say such things—"
"Hoo, hoo ha ha ha—" Barnier laughed heartily, "I never expected that even insults could be contained within words expressing negative emotions. The craftsmanship is truly exquisite!"
Although he was praising it, it was clearly sarcastic and his smile was one of exasperation. Therefore, "This thing cannot be kept in the store!"
Barnier asserted this.
Wiz was disappointed. Looking at the ring in her hand with resentment, she made a final plea: "How could this be? This would absolutely, absolutely sell like hotcakes! Mr. Barnier can't understand my thinking, which makes me feel a little 'sad'."
boom-
Before she could even grieve, the ring on her hand exploded on the spot upon hearing the keyword.
The lich girl scratched her head awkwardly.
"Ahem—Ahaha—I didn't mean to—"
"Now you should understand, right? This kind of ring can't be displayed in the store."
"Hmm—I understand."
"Hmph, leave the cleanup of the shop that's been blown up to us. You go and put that dangerous item deep inside a warehouse where no one can find it."
Barnier made this decision.
Wiz had no choice but to comply.
"Wow—this is definitely going to be a huge hit!"
But she still muttered under her breath, which made Barnier very nervous, and he quickly scolded her.
"Don't talk while holding the box containing the ring, or it's going to explode again!"
"How could that be? There won't be any problems. I just accidentally blurted it out, but..."
"Wow! I didn't even finish my sentence—!"
This ring is like an artificially disabled person; it doesn't consider the context or the wearer's emotions, it simply reacts to the corresponding words, and its reaction is to explode.
The explosion was particularly violent, especially since Wiz was located at the very back of the magic item shop, where very important items were displayed.
Barnier gasped, then growled in a low voice, "Even the potions we poured into have been caught in the crossfire!"
"But I didn't say anything negative just now!" Wiz protested, "Why—"
"You, didn't you just say I'm stupid?!"
Boom! Then it exploded again.
The already chaotic magic item shop was further damaged, and all the expensive potions were rendered useless.
Barnier's eyes glowed red.
Wiz took several steps back in fear.
"Um—Mr. Barnier, why are you striking that murderous ray pose?"
"All the high-grade potions we bought in bulk because we thought they would sell well have gone down the drain—you, are you just good at increasing the store's losses?"
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, so please don't use that killer ray."
"Further discussion is pointless!!"
"Ah!"
Barnier's eyes glowed red at their peak, and he mercilessly blasted Wiz, who let out a mournful cry and collapsed to the ground.
The cleanup work in the shop continued until late at night, and it took three whole days for Wiz, who had become translucent, to return to normal.
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