Dorei Tensei: Sono Dorei, Saikyou no Moto Ouji ni Tsuki

The old woman's house was at the edge of the town, and the carriage was moved there, placed next to her, and guided inside. The spacious house seems to be living with a young man just now, and when he gets to the table, he starts to relax very naturally, like his own house.

"Go ahead, go ahead," the man suggested, and we get to our seats.

It's a beautiful home.

Fiel looked around the room and said.

"Really? I still can't clean it. I want my wife soon."

The man answered with a smile and scratched his head.

While I was moving the carriage to this house, a young man stood out on the corner, and I saw a lot of combinations, especially with an old woman.

I don't know if I can honestly accept the relationship between the old woman and this man.

"Looks like someone from this house, but it's my grandson," Celestia whispers to me.

"That's what this is all about, but don't worry about it."

It's all about the age of a man, even among the people in town.

Few of the men I saw in the town saw after middle-aged people, and the combination of men and women of the right age was quite good, but the child appeared to be extremely small.

The combination with the old woman was too many from the ratio, and everything felt strange.

"By the way, where are you going?"

The old woman put a drink rising in the kitchen and put it on the basin, and brought it to the table with trembling hands. As a precaution, the brown beverage is subjected to appraisal magic, but no poison is detected in particular.

"... we're trying to cross the border through this area."

Celestia nodded along with the exasperated answer.

"Across the border? You've chosen a steep path again. Are you guys... tagged?"

"That's not true. I didn't train, I just picked a route without people."

The old woman replied "Yes" and went back to the cook.

The man who was sitting slowly in the chair stood up as he looked behind him.

I'll help you too.

"You can sit down."

"But you had dinner, didn't you? Then I'll do it. I'll leave her alone."

"... then, please help me."

The old woman's words revealed the fact that the young man in front of her was not his grandson, but his son.

As soon as I heard that, Celestia blued her face and grabbed my sleeve.

"What do you mean?"

"Even if I ask you... there's no adoption."

We had no choice but to shut up for a while for parents and children who thought they were lightly fifty.

Old women and young men seen in town may be parents and children alike.

That makes the composition of the inhabitants of this town all the more strange.

"I don't think so...."

Bad thoughts haunted my head.

Considering that Chlorina has been eliminated from the town and that all the inhabitants of the town have become apostates, there is also a good chance that they have accepted the cult.

No, there's no point in abandoning Chlorina without accepting it.

It is impossible for those who have believed in Chlorina before to suddenly live without trusting anything.

"Master Wallace, I think we should hear this clearly."

Naya kept her gaze on the young man and began to show the colour of vigilance she had never seen before, and Celia and Fiel nodded to agree with Naya and urged me to do so.

"Speaking of which, the Cassandra kingdom is at war with the Rain kingdom, but this town has a lot of men."

"... I don't know that kind of thing."

There is no change in the hand of an old woman with a knife, and there is no change in the son standing next to her.

"I don't know if it's true or not, but I've heard rumors of immortals. There seems to be magic in using the bones of the dead to make them look alive."

"... why are you talking about this right now?"

The sound of the knife that had been beaten rhythmically by the old woman stopped sharply.

The man also stopped washing his vegetables and turned his face towards us.

"I also heard that this rumor has something to do with cults behind it. This town seems to have abandoned the Chlorinan religion, and I just thought I knew something."

"What are you... ruining our lives?"

The old woman looked back at me with her knife in her grip, but the man made a gesture to stop it.

"Mom, you've done too much."

"I mean, they're here to ruin our lives..."

The man takes the knife from the old woman and places it gently on the cutting board.

It really looks human - but as far as this old woman's reaction is concerned, it is more likely that this man is not human.

I wasn't the only one who thought this town's unnatural manpower had anything to do with the Alchemy Doll.

"Is your son really human?

Naya asked with an inorganic and cold voice so that she could not feel the temperature.

"Don't you see? I don't know how you saw it... after all, you guys are suspicious. You're in charge of the church."

"That's why I told you it wasn't. We'd rather know who created it."

"What do you want with the mentor? Come on, you can't say it. You must have come to the church to watch us."

The old woman comes closer to us with an angry expression she doesn't think she is.

This old woman talks about the mentor - the one who created the Alchemy doll that I didn't know before - and the person here knows something.

"Chlorina didn't save anyone. The teacher saved my son and the young people in the village from being killed by the state. What can you do about it?"

"─ ─ But it wasn't revived."

"Shut up, if we say we're alive, we're alive"

A man grabs the shoulders of an old woman trying to grab Celestia.

What an ironic sight is spreading before your eyes, but this is just a memory of an old woman's son who would do something like this.

"The Alchemy Doll is a blasphemy against the dead. Isn't that Grandma's toy, a comfort?

"Of course, it's not a consolation... my son is alive..."

The old woman lowers her hips to the nearby chair while leaning against the man.

When I was relieved that I had regained a little calm, a figure moving outside the window stared at me.

It was just a kid whose neck came out of the window, and when his eyes met with mine, he panicked and whistled, making sounds that echoed all over town.