A Chronicle of Life in a Different World

Three days passed since the soldiers withdrew from the Lost Forest.

While the moonlight illuminated the surface, Reurus sat at the top of a mountain with a dwarf settlement with a big sword next to it. It's pretty bright even at midnight because the full moon is near.

It is not because of the moonlight that you are gracefully bathing in the moonlight that you are intentionally sitting outdoors. He looks down from the top of the mountain and is alert.

There is no one beside such a revus. Normally, Eliza was concentrating on creating and adjusting magic tools beside her, and Sarah was not even allowed to be taken to the blacksmith's yard and moved from the front of the furnace.

Sarah will gain power over the “performance” of the searching enemies, but I can't help it because I can't move. Although only magic can be felt in Reurus, I am wary that if the big thing - that is, if the "Castle Collapse" approaches, I will soon notice it.

Sarah is merely a Spirit of Fire, and she seems to be able to manipulate fire in a different way from flame magic. It is capable of manipulating to some extent the strength and weakness of the flames generated by non-magical means, but it will be an even more important capability for Calvin and the others who want firepower.

(Doesn't it mean Date is the only one who can find a heat source far away from normal...)

The body temperature of humans and monsters is difficult to probe, but if it is related to “fire” such as fire, it is clearly understood even if there is a distance. Of course, there are limits to the distance that can be sensed, but it seems that the closer you are, the more you can manipulate the flames of fire.

(I can adjust the baking of the meat that much, and now it's time.)

Meat burns everywhere, and if you throw it in water, it turns into hot water. It is a revulsion that seems to be good for believing just that.

However, I don't intend to treat Sarah like a tool now. Like Eliza, I don't say that, but I want to take care of her as a family member.

Not only are they helping us build Reurus' weapons, but they are also helping us create Eliza's magic tools. Sarah herself is accustomed to the reaction of the dwarves, or is she manipulating the fire with a royal hand in front of the furnace.

For Dwarves who work as blacksmiths, the Spirit of Fire, who can literally manipulate fire, deserves to be the object of faith.

When suddenly the Spirit of Fire and the revealed excitement cool down, I respond with a great deal of respect for Sarah - only respect by Dwarf standards.

(In the meantime, if we get back to Laval City safely, we need to get Sarah's room ready. But what does he have to be happy about? I'm in a good mood to bake meat these days....)

Sarah's room will be necessary if we are to welcome her as a family member. It depends on the amount of rewards given to Calvin and the others, but if we only build more homes, it won't cost that much.

(I think I like to make a room... and bake meat, and you want to make it in the kitchen? And the bathroom would be perfect.)

There is also a reason why Reurus wants to install the baths. Water is also precious in Laval Waste Town, so it is not put in every day, but rainwater and so on will allow you to take a bath quite often.

Imagine our home enriched little by little, and Reurus lifts the edge of his mouth a little.

(Well, it's just a cake painted in a picture.....)

Everything will be "fun” when you return safely to the abandoned city of Laval.

I am watching, but I am concerned not only about the "castle collapse", but also about the trend of soldiers. During the day, I went through the "Lost Forest" to scout the streets, but after I retreated, the soldiers disappeared completely.

Still, there's no way you can relax. I don't know what happened to the "Castle Collapse" that came out of the Valley mine, but I don't know when the soldiers will turn back.

"Good work, Mr. Reurus. This is the night meal I made... if you don't mind eating it?

As she kept watching, Mea approached with a small footstep. The cage is held in its hand, and you can see in it something like the mochi you ate the other day.

"Oh, Meer. I'm sorry to bother you... but I'll be happy to feed you."

"Mmm! Ah, and water and... for starters, there's also firewine?

"I'll just have some water. I'm so drunk. I hate it."

I can't help blacksmithing, and I'm not making magical instruments with cutouts like Eliza. I think I can do more than keep an eye on Reurus, but in this way, Meer takes care of me worthlessly.

They cook us dinner, but they can also be the ones to talk to about Reurus.

"Yeah... it's still delicious today. Meer's a good wife."

As usual, Reurus nodded loudly at the mochi rice cake wrapped in large leaves.

The ingredients haven't changed much, but I'm happy to be able to eat them properly as a revulsion. It seems that even the delicious meal will enrich my mind.

"Ugh, uhh! Reurus, you're just teasing me!

"Hafu! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

I meant to praise it from the bottom of my heart as a revulsion, but I was hit on the back by a slightly reddened Meer on my cheek. Meer is smaller than Eliza and Sarah, but she's a dwarf and strong.

"Really?

"Oh, I'm not gonna lie about eating."

"But I'm... tall. I haven't thought about that at all...."

It was a messy Meer, but it clouded her expression whether she was hurt by her own words. But when I heard that, Reurus burst out unexpectedly.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about even though it's so small? It's smaller than Eliza or Sarah. You should eat more mesh and grow bigger. Don't worry about the voices around you."

That said, when Reurus stroked Meer's head roughly, Meer smiled happily, even though she looked shy.

"Reurus, you're a year older than me, right? But somewhere like Daddy... yeah, I guess I'll be relieved. I feel like an older man... even when I deal with Elizabeth and Sarah properly, I feel like my father."

…… Ah, ah! Yeah, I'm a year older, yeah. But you see, I don't want to be treated like Calvin's grandmother. "

Including the previous life, it would certainly be the same age as Calvin. She is fifteen years old in this world, but it is not strange to have children of Eliza's age when compared to her predecessors.

"Ahahah, what a sole. But it's true that you feel like your father. Sometimes you look at Elizabeth with your very gentle eyes."

"Is that so...?

Reurus scratches his head without realizing it. I am conscious that the appearance and behavior are proportional, but I never noticed until I saw it. Or is Meer's observation eye superior?

When Meer laughs suddenly, she turns into that troublesome expression.

"By the way, Sara-chan... Sara-san, yeah, I still can't believe Sara-san is the Spirit of Fire."

It was Sarah that Meer chose to talk about. Indeed, as a dwarf who believes in the Spirit of Fire, it cannot be ignored. However, adult dwarves such as Calvin are ecstatic about the firepower Sarah brings.

"Please stop wearing it. He says something in his mouth, but he doesn't like being distanced."

"Like your dads, who were you trying to throw into the furnace without paying attention to distance?

"... well, that's the spirit of fire. I don't think I'm going to die if I'm burned by fire....."

It would not be fashionable for the Spirit of Fire to burn to death. If Vanille uses all her flame magic, she may die, but if Sarah does somehow, she will survive.

"Fufu... this is a strange relationship, isn't it?

Meanwhile, Mea lowers her hips next to Reurus. And when he looked up at Reurus' face, he narrowed his eyes as if he had seen something dazzling.

"Speaking of which, Reurus... you know, Accra? So you're not going to help people in town?

Meer chose the following topic: the town of Accra, which may be in danger because of the appearance of the "Castle Collapse". The inquired Reus swayed his neck as he chewed the cake.

"There's no reason to go. I'm a little worried about the Spiritual Church, but if you're in Accra, you'll be fine because you have soldiers. I don't have a hobby for helping strangers."

"Hmm... I thought humans might be a little more helpful."

Rather than being cold, Reurus answers that he doesn't seem interested. When I heard that, Meer murmured a little strangely, but as a revulsion, I had to laugh bitterly.

"Of course, the town I live in... If you want to reach out to the abandoned city of Laval and its companions, it will be the 'Castle Collapse', but the Fire Dragon, and the army of soldiers will intercept. But that's not the case with Accra... that's all."

In the first place, I don't know if I can win. If you risk the lives of your friends in the abandoned city of Laval, Eliza, and Sarah, you will do everything in your power to resist, but you have no feelings for the residents of Accra.

(Even if you help me, I think I'm going to have some extra problems instead of being thanked...)

The adventurer is in a very bad position. Compared to slaves, it may still be better, but even if you defeat the "Castle Collapse" and can retreat, it is not hard to imagine that new problems will arise.

"Humans are tough..."

"Oh, it's a lot of trouble."

Growing up in a dwarf settlement alone, it's a world that Meer can't imagine. As for Reurus, who was in a similar situation until he was “shipped” from the village of Shena as a slave, empathy would not make him laugh.

"Recently, a human soldier came to the Lost Forest and said it was time to move."

After a little silence, Meer spinned words to change the subject. When he heard that, Reurus nodded after pouring the mochi into the water.

"That's better. Rumors of dwarfs were spreading in the town of Accra, and it stinks... do you have a way to go?

"Hmm... anywhere I can avoid people for now. I'd love to have a mountain, but if we can't, we'll just build a house with our own hands."

The fact that giant worms were drilling holes in the house is probably one of the reasons for the move. In addition, a human soldier and "Castle Collapse" appeared. I am also in favour of moving as a revus.

"Why come to the abandoned city of Laval?

"... eh?

"No, Sebastian... even the lady at the Adventurers' Association in the abandoned city of Laval told me that a dwarf with high blacksmithing skills would be very welcome."

You wouldn't expect Natalia and I to bring back nearly fifty dwarves, but if the dwarves join Laval Waste City, their defenses will also climb the eel.

Even if you build a house elsewhere, it should be enough for you to build weapons and armor during your temporary stay.

"If you can't do this, it won't be funny... but will you go to Veos Volcano then? I don't think Vanille can make any sense, and I think we can negotiate a house near his territory."

In exchange, it's likely to be a one-on-one battle again. I don't think it would be a bad idea to go into a revenge match once we have the weapon that leads to the Vanille as a realuse.

(I've only been hit once... I'll pay you back for the sword you gave me)

Close to resentment, but once we have the weapon that leads to the Vanier, we are being asked to fight again. It's going to be a “fight”, not a killing match, but it looks like it's just the right way to try it out.

"... um, that's amazing, isn't it?

Apparently, it's beyond Meer's comprehension. Reurus stroked Mia's head with an ambiguous smile once more and looked down the steep slope.

"Anyway, if you're moving, I'll help you. They've been taking care of me for the last few days, and they've been making weapons for me and Eliza... and on the contrary, they've been making protective gear."

Not only the Reurus sword, but also Eliza's magic tools. The defeated dwarves use Hikudori and Wing Dragon materials to make their defenses.

Thankfully for the Reurus, it seems that the dwarves who cannot use Fire Dragon materials and "Gems" to make their armor are waving their arms with anger. It was a realuse that halved expectations and halved anxiety about what could be done.

"When the blacksmith I'm working on is done, will we move? When you're free or young, they tell you to move on."

"Well... I hope nothing happens until then."

As a realuse, I can't help but hope so.

This trip was a lot easier than when I asked for help in Madalo Waste City. I met a nobleman, a soldier, and a ridiculous opponent named Sin and Snow at the end of the sentence, but overall it was easy to say.

Therefore, I prayed that it would continue until the end - the wish was not fulfilled.

Two days later, the "castle collapse" of the “burden” appeared in the "lost forest".