Darenidemo Dekiru Kage Kara Tasukeru Maō Tōbatsu

The small village to which Fujido traced was secluded up a narrow mountain road.

It's just a small village on a map given by the kingdom.

There are several paths to Lane. We had to take quite a few roads around to avoid the mountains and we really needed to go beyond the mountains to shorten our time.

If you are a merchant with several carriages, you need to choose a wide path, but Fujido and the others chose that path because of the small ease with which you can store the carriage at any time.

The demons that emerged were weaker than Golem Valley's guide dolls. It was the look of the villagers with a spicy look who went up the rough road and managed to get into the eyes of Fujido and the others who managed to reach the village before sundown.

It's a small village like living on its own. The villagers only have enough to count.

He is questioned several times at the entrance and safely enters the village.

If we crossed the village and went down the mountain road, we should have reached Lane in a few days later.

"... Is something wrong?

"Because you're a stranger, that's not why you're here."

Fujido makes a serious look at the conversation and gaze that hiccups look at this one.

The expression directed at me didn't look very welcome.

The village is a small country with the Kingdom of Lukes and Lane - just on the border of Lucerfo, and contains no information or anything else.

I felt an indiscreet gaze to lick and the remiss must have stared at me.

"Shouldn't you just leave?

"Hmm. It's already sundown..."

To Remiss's words, Fujido looks up at the thinly vermilion stained sky.

Wild boarding would be fine as the strength of demons, but I'd avoid going down the mountains at night where there's only a path almost naturally made.

"But this village... inn or something, doesn't it seem?

Rimis says as he confirms the sight of several elegant houses lined up.

The village near the Euthis Grand Tomb I visited before - Purif was also a small village, but not as good as here. The city that was in the Golem Valley was also small, but it was vibrant as a mercenary destination there.

There is nothing in this lonely village to say vibrant, and it even looks decaying now.

To its unique air, Fujido shook his shoulder for a moment.

"... apparently, you don't even have a church..."

Aria frowns and tells him to whisper.

The Holy Church of AZ GREED is intimate with people's lives. I thought there was one thing in any small village, but I can't see a building with a balance cross that is a symbol.

Without the church, we can't level up, and we can't get treatment by sacrament. Nor can we turn away the darkness in the kingdom.

"How do people in this village live without a church..."

"... come on?... Well, it's a small village..."

The remiss added small as an excuse.

I silently look back at Gresha, who was following me from behind, staring at me. The villagers who were looking away took their gaze off so that they could no longer withstand that silent pressure.

I look inside the village all the way, but I can't even see anything like a shop with all the fields and crude houses. Maybe life was made up of barter.

Walk with me around, and finally stop in front of a mansion in the middle of the village, bigger than any other house.

"I don't seem to be able to afford much, should I go out in the wild?

"There are many exclusive villages... but for that matter - the quality of sight..."

At that moment Aria frowned like she was in trouble, a voice hung from behind.

"Oh... unusual. Is he a traveler? I didn't expect you to come at such a bad time..."

To the abrupt voice from behind, Aria reflexively puts her hand on the sword of her hips. I was alarmed because it was in the village.

It was an old man who had spoken up. Dry skin tired of bent hips. Gray canes with both hands, the outfit is as qualitative as the villagers, but the faint and cloudy eyes give it a strange sense of strength.

I don't show one upset to see Aria put her hand on the sword. An old man said in a whispered voice to Fujido and the others who could not hide their guard.

"Excuse me. I'm the... village chief in this village. You said you walked down the mountain road because of it...... you would have been surprised. But there are - circumstances to this. Forgive me."

"Things... love...?

The village chief distorted his cheek and gave him a squinting look on Fujido, who listened back in confusion.

§ § §

I can hear a strange bird chirping from wherever it is.

If you get too close, Fujido is more likely to notice. At Rabbi's insistence, Amelia and the others were taking a wild boarding house near the water field about a kilometer from the village.

A riding lizard (Runner Lizard) sits down, wandering his eyes and intimidating the demons around him.

Under the bright moon. Rabbi said to Amelia, who was tired of eating dried meat.

"It's a suspicious village. It's a bad idea to be in the village."

"... right"

"A village without a church is generally not a busy village. There are monks in decent villages."

Rabbi Shuttle continues with pale and spicy words. But Amelia's opinion is roughly the same.

If there is no church, there is no reason. If for any reason a monk suddenly dies and there is no church administrator, a decent village would visit a nearby village or city church in search of a new monk dispatch.

Rabbi's tone was slightly quicker than usual. In the light of the burning fire, the shadow of the shape of the hood is clearly floating on the ground. Comment on words spoken in a room in a remote village.

"By and large, there is no such thing as a god seeking sacrifice. That's what we should call evil gods, not gods."

"There are also stories of wise demons deceiving God's name and seeking prey..."

"There doesn't seem to be that many powerful demons around here."

He put a flat hand wrapped in thin silk gloves next to the rabbi's face and behaved in a manner that would soften his ears.

As the saying goes, none of the demons hit Amelia and the others with riding lizards on the mountain road.

Riding lizards are subdragons, but they are only the lowest level subdragons adjusted for mobility. It's no surprise that a little strong demon would attack us as a prey.

"It seems that bandits sometimes deceive God's name, but only a hell of a fool can deceive you like that"

To Rabbi's words, Amelia stops and thinks.

Fujido and the others, and the path Amelia and the others have taken, are truly lonely paths that even the pedestrians cannot pass. In the first place, there is no merchant to come and go with Lane and Luke after the ship has stopped coming and going. Even bandits would choose a place to target their prey.

The rabbi flaunts his shoulders and raises his gaze. Most of my face was wrapped in a thick cloth mask, and the only eyes exposed to the outside air were bright red like ruby's. Its eyes were directed through rough mountain roads and toward the villages where the Fujido and the others stayed.

"If it were God, I wouldn't stick an extra neck in it unless it was too dumb."

……

"So I am stunned by the subject trying to stick my neck in. I came over here because my boss was a scary man with bad eyes, but I should have left it to Sanya. No matter how good my ears are, I can't stop someone who clings to my neck dangerously."

"... please don't tell me you're being escorted"

Amelia sighs at words like claims. Ares said it was dear, but where is dear?

To Amelia's words, Rabbi flipped his words lightly.

"Sorry, right. I would if I had the chance to tell him."

"Do you want to go to the village? Mr. Ares tells me to rendezvous when I have to."

Fujido, who takes such a questionable village favor, is willing to delude him at all. If we rendezvous, we'll be able to steer Fujido and the others in a somewhat safe direction. Extra smoother than a message via Gresha.

To Amelia's words, the rabbi rose softly. A shadow smaller than Amelia only looks like a child without even a suspicious hood. He'll only be as tall as Rimis.

Pampers and the dust on his coat and he stood up, the rabbi said.

"No. As an escort, it is unacceptable to imitate flying yourself into a danger zone. I personally don't like it either. I'm pacifist."

……

I did hear he excelled in his crisis-sensing abilities, and I saw that every now and then on the road. But what about this?

Ask the rabbi, who, though frightened, turns his back on the bonfire.

"... to where?

"I'm going to pick flowers and everything. There are no dangerous demons around, but Amelia, please stay here."