A Chronicle of Life in a Different World

It is now Gilba who is nicknamed "Mad Dog" by the Gregorians and "Punishment" by others, but I have not lived enough lives to be called "from the beginning”.

Of course, Zilba had a baby, a childhood, a boy, a youth. As with other people, I have lived my life to this day, and as a result, I have now.

The religion that Zilba believes in is spiritualism, but there was not enough dramatic “something” to believe deeply.

Born in a local village in Mataroi, he grew up with his spiritual parents. If Spiritualism is widely believed in Mataroi, there will be as many people in similar situations as you can find. In fact, among the spirituals that Gilba knew, those in similar circumstances were not enough with their fingers.

If there was such a difference between Zilba and other spirituals, it would be that they were sensitive, magical, and “questioned the teachings of spiritualism” in their childhood.

---Thank and pray to spirits who govern various “natural attributes” such as fire, water, wind, thunder, ice and earth.

Spiritual teaching was as simple as it could be, but even if you say "thank you”, each person receives it.

It is understandable that the Great Spirit Comona, once known as the "Country Eater" and now known as Slime, was thanked for saving the country and people and became the object of prayer.

However, Gilba had doubts about including the Spirit of Attributes in the object of gratitude and offering prayer.

Even if my parents asked me, I was told it was “that kind of thing”, and even if I asked the spirituals in the village, I could only get a similar response. Still, if Gilba had any doubts, she would have kept the spiritual teachings that were closely attached to her life, and offered prayer if there was anything.

Still, the questions get bigger year after year. Whenever I offer my prayers, my voice whispers in my heart as to why and why.

When the voice grows so loud that it can't be ignored, Gilba makes a decision.

--Let's go on a trip.

If Zilba now saw Zilba, who made the decision at this time, she would have affirmed it and at the same time pointed to one of the bitter smiles. A big idiot who jumped out of his house and went on a journey at a time when he was still going to be a teenager.

Of course, Zilba didn't go on a journey without meaning or reason. I thought that my doubts were mixed up because I had never actually seen a spiritual object of faith.

Within the closed village, there was no chance to meet the spirits, and the unique lack of gunfire among young people drove the decision. Because he had magic, he was able to deal with "strengthening", and he was the strongest of the village's young people, and because he had strong arms, he was unable to suppress his desire to meet the Spirit.

However, it is now Gilba that can move from town to town and from village to village in the mood of even a post-meal walk, but the "outside world” is not so warm that young people who leave the village for the first time are able to spend peace and quiet.

If you go down the street, you'll be targeted by bandits, and if you don't like bandits, you'll be attacked by monsters. There are limits to the amount of luggage you can carry on a solo journey, and no matter how much "reinforcement" you can use, the more luggage you add, the heavier the step will be. There was no guarantee that food or water would be available on the trip, and there were countless lives at risk.

Since the spirituals in the village wrote me a letter of introduction, I was not particularly blamed by the soldiers I met on the street. However, when I said that I was traveling alone to find spirits, I sometimes had strange faces and my mind was about to shrivel.

Still, Zilba didn't stop traveling because the voices of doubt in her chest diminished as she traveled.

If you are traveling, there are many things to think about.

The warmth of the fire that burned at night.

The deliciousness of the water you drank in the river that you reached when the water ran out.

The coolness of the ice tasted during your trip to northern Mataroi.

The intensity of the storm caught in the collapse of the weather.

The fear of lightning falling a few tens of meters away.

The magnificence of the earth, which has reclined over and over again.

During the journey, she had many experiences and one day Zilba realized that her doubts had disappeared.

And, oh, leak your voice.

“This” is natural and something to be thanked for. And naturally, there was no discomfort in offering thanks to the spirits who governed the “attributes”.

It was Gilba who found the answer in himself, but he was unable to meet the Spirit.

At that time, I was quite accustomed to traveling, and if I was attacked by a bandit on the street, I would beat him down, if I was attacked by a monster in the forest, I would beat him down, and if there were criminals lurking in places where people didn't stop, I would beat him down, but I couldn't find the spirit that was the original purpose.

Mataroi is wide, and there are plenty of places to walk around with Zilba's feet. Not knowing how many years it would take to walk from corner to corner, Gilba made a new decision here.

― ― If you can't find it in Mataroi, explore the entire continent.

It wasn't a samurai journey, but I thought I could meet spirits not only in Mataroi, but throughout the continent of Cardiva.

Indeed, Vanille did not mimic entering the Veos volcano alone and travelled on a route that bypasses the Veos volcano, but the exotic atmosphere boiled Gilba's heart.

However, it was Gilba, a tour of large countries and small countries, but the journey itself was not as fulfilling as meeting the Spirit. There was no sign of spirituality when I took my feet to a place rich in nature, and there were many times when I checked with the nearby residents and no rumors came out.

If you're not in Caldeba, why don't you go to another continent? Let's take the Great Spirit Comona to the Paradian Central Continent, where they fought "The Country Eaters." Or take a trip to Zipang, the nearest continent.

It was Gilba who continued his journey with passion beyond the gunsmith of young people, but decided to go to Zipang from a close place first.

"Ho, this is... a young man with an interesting look inside."

Along the way, you will be able to speak to Unicorn Axis about what bothered you.

I was heading east of the Caldeba continent to Zipang, but I was camped near the big forest in Lille, and I was shouted.

Late at night, and because Axis was still alone, I wondered if the monster was approaching with some purpose so powerful that he could use "change" at first, but as far as I heard, it seems to be a coincidence.

Still, I heard that Axis was a unicorn that lived for more than a thousand years, and thought I knew about the Spirit, so I asked various questions.

I was forced to use "miscellaneous use” as a consideration, and for some reason I was taught martial arts. Axis said that there was a prospect and I was told that I still liked it, but even now Gilba doesn't know what I liked.

After learning a lot from Axis, Gilba returned to Mataroi without crossing any other continents. The spirits themselves have a small number, but if they have not encountered each other even if they are searching around, they are said to be “such an edge”.

In the course of the journey, I encountered a problem that needed to be cleared up before I could travel to other continents.

That is Gregorianism and the existence of Gregorians. I heard that there was a noisy religion, but I heard that spirits had been hunted in the past, and Zilba was driven by surprising passion herself.

While preaching spirituality in Mataroi, every day I go on a journey to find spirits, as I remember from time to time, and hunt down the Gregorians I encounter.

I finally met Gilba when I began to wonder if it was time for her to start being treated like an old man beyond the realm of grandeur.

That's Sarah, the Spirit of Fire, and Neddy, the Spirit of Water and Ice. However, Jilba's mood, which was actually face-to-face with the Spirit, was not as shocking as she thought.

Of course, there is joy. I can also realize that faith has become stronger and deeper. But I realized that the Spirit - especially not as sacred as Sarah had imagined, but rather as close to human sensitivity, that it was a mistake to see it as sacred as necessary.

However, the spirituality and spirituality teachings are important to Zilba. Though the way of thinking and understanding has changed, the “gratitude” that reached the end of the long journey did not fade.

That is why Zilba's behavior in front of the "invaders” - the Gregorians - remains unchanged.

I was pleased to hear from Reus that the bishop was expecting more than one, and I accompanied him to put an end to it.

However, when she saw Wyatt on the other side, Zilba fought. He fought Zilba for more than twenty years, defeating all kinds of things, human and monster.

As for the Gregorians, they fought the bishops, the priests, the sacrificers, and countless others.

No matter how much magic there is, after a certain age, the body gradually fades after the peak period. It was a feeling of pain and anguish with Zilba, and I felt the flesh fade year after year.

But you can train your technique even if your body fades. Gilba feels the decline of her body, but she feels stronger now than she did last year due to the training of technology.

And the confronting Archbishop (Wyatt) felt like he was on such an "extension line”.

Gilba, who lured Wyatt away from the Reurus, gauged his opponent's skill while crossing fists and canes. I was convinced that it was correct to distance myself from it.

"What a pity... what a pity. What a pity."

Wyatt, who had just a few meetings with Jilba, groaned deeply. Though it was a little distance away, there was no disturbance of breath even though I ran with all my might, and I could even squeeze my shoulders against Jilba.

Looking at Wyatt like that, Gilba thinks.

If Wyatt had fought alongside the Reurus, it was likely that Wyatt would not have stopped him if he had gone towards them. And while he was fighting Wyatt, he couldn't afford to turn his attention to other bishops, and he would have died easily thrown into a gap.

"With your bare hands, that skill... isn't a big deal, young man. Speaking of bishops, number three... no, let's be number two."

…………

I don't intend that to happen. Gilba calms her breath without spitting out that much.

"I'm also very careful... what a pity!"

Wyatt praises Jilba for saying that, but thins his eyes as he strokes his chin like he came up with something.

"Hmm... your kind of relationship will fall if you break your faith."

"... do you think it'll collapse?

Gilba asks without fail.

"Lord, I hear you're angry that the Gregorians killed the Spirit, but don't you want to know why they did it?”

Then Wyatt lifted the edge of his mouth and laughed.