Disciple of Immortal

A week passed from the uproar of The Evil Cleric Notes.

The colour of the confusion faded from the city of Arloburg, and things calmed down for a moment.

It was a well-known fact to the point that apparently there was a subordinate of the lord Garland who had escaped the day before, and that the Evil Cleric Notes had visited the city of Aroburg and lurked in the lord's hall to establish a bond.

But I don't know what the thought was there, but Garland was threatened by the Notts, it was supposed to be.

"... but it was really different, wasn't it?

Pomera, sitting next to the carriage, asks me.

"When I came in, I'm not sure Garland was already dead... but I think the note unilaterally betrayed the fact that he was in a cooperative relationship because of the rhetoric"

"I can't believe we were being threatened from where?

"It might have been more convenient to keep it that way. Lords who come surrogate say they hit relatives in Garland. … but assuming Garland was involved in the Notts terrorist act, he would lose his neck to the Acting Lords' house."

I didn't look into it very closely either, but in this country, treason against the state extends punishment to distant relatives to show off.

Garland's men lied, not so much that a person who spotted Garland's membership might have crushed him.

If we actually carry out the death penalty for the compilation of noble relatives, the territorial turmoil will become greater.

But if you overlook it for no reason, it will lead to a deterioration in security.

He may have chosen to twist and bend the facts rather than execute the punishment that nobody gains.

Regardless, this is just my imagination.

... As a result, there seemed to be various theories out there about what the Lords' Hall was pulling away because I didn't make any particular name for it either.

The gossip flies around all you want, like Notts failed some sort of ritual, in fact Notts served his purpose and already left, or Pomera the Virgin blew up every hall with a curse back.

"... but to Pomera, it's a little incredible. No way... I can't believe that Nots was successful in summoning the evil god he was meant to be... and that in that short time, Mr. Kanata was knocking him down by putting it together..."

"Precisely, alchemy life form (homunculus), though. Norts was originally a clan of alchemists serving the royal family, not clerics."

He may have tried to delude the arrogance of crushing the rebel forces with mighty power by gaining religious prestige.

"Well... let's leave that story now. If someone else asks, it could be a little cumbersome"

Right now, me and Pomera were on their way to another city, leaving the city of Aaroburg.

With the change of lord, we talked about the majority of the Arloburg Adventurer Alliance's functions stopping for a while, so we decided to use this as an opportunity to move me and Pomera as well.

I used most of my psychotropic medication to train Pomera.

However, there was an overwhelming lack of material in the city of Aaroburg.

I took Pomera around the city, too, but I was stunned by the desperate poor range of products.

Return to the Hole of Hell (Coquitos) or you may have been a little troubled.

Psychotropic drugs are important.

My healing methods rely almost entirely on psychotropic drugs.

If you meet each other now, you may lose to them due to the difference in white magic.

I thought I shouldn't need white magic as long as I had the "healing retrograde" of space-time magic, but I don't have to reach the "healing retrograde" one more step.

We need to be more refined.

Plus with Rovis followed by Notts, it turns out that in this world, if you're dealing with someone with an out-of-the-box level of a few hundred or so, it's easy to come out.

Pomera should still level up, too, given her safety.

We decided to leave the city of Arloburg in order to move to a functioning city where the Adventurers Guild and to procure ingredients for the Psychotropics.

That's why we're being sent into a moving carriage line as escort adventurers.

Anyway, there are many demons in this world, and if you are an adventurer or lower, you cannot safely pass between cities.

For this reason, merchants, adventurers, and the general public who want to move together, they say, often travel without a carriage line for the day.

The merchant said the carriage, the adventurer the power, and the general public the money.

I thought I would be able to cross the plain without crisis, but I decided to accompany the merchant who found out about Pomera's achievements because he bowed his head and wanted the Virgin to accompany him if his plans were right, and there was no reason to jump and say no.

It is the magical city of Manarak that is on its way now.

Magic school, they have a massive alchemist's lab.

Here too, we should have been able to obtain the material for the psychotropic medication.

"By the way... how far is the child going to take you? Are you sure? Well... I'm talking about Kanata, so Pomera knows that something is going on... The kid, really, how and when did you meet him? You're hiding something, aren't you?

Pomera stares at Philia, who is dried up next to me, with her tight eyes.

"I'm not sure I can explain it without a little misunderstanding... anyway, I can't take my eyes off it right now"

... Of course, I was also bringing Philia.

Or if you leave it, the city of Aaroburg could become even more sophisticated this time.

"Kanata! Kanata! Outside, there was a great big bird in the distance!

Philia was rolling through the carriage book and looking outside, leaking an exclamation.

In the meantime, I'm glad you're nostalgic for me.

I looked out from the book that Phyllia opened and looked for the big bird and the dot.

"Phi, Phyllia, if you get yourself out of there too much, that's, like, dangerous! The carriage is fast!

Pomera stood in a great panic, touching Philia's shoulder.

Carriages in this world are able to keep their luggage fairly stable no matter how heavy it is.

Stamina is also very different from Earth's horses.

Horses for mobility apparently used individuals of some level.

I don't know anything else, but the carriage used for this trip is much more mobile than the car.

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"Kanata, mind you a little more about Philia, too. This girl is... very curious, so it might be dangerous if you don't watch her."

"Maybe I'll be fine."

"Ha, maybe, it's okay..."

... Phyllia would be almost intact if she fell off this speed carriage.

Anyway, even if I tore it apart in "Hero Sword Gilgamesh," it came back to life flat.

Now that the level is normal, and he's small, he could die with a swing of a blade, but either way, if he's about to fall off this carriage, he should come straight after me with a smile on his face.