After running to the limit of the horse, I stayed overnight and finally came to the point where I could see the village.

I didn't meet any soldiers until I got here.

"Lucier, stop. Stop the horse."

I instructed him to stop the carriage in front of the village.

"What's wrong, Cyril?

"Pack your bags a little."

Concentrate your magic power on the carriage carriage and partially open the [Circumference Regression].

This is a move to use my skills from the past by rewriting only the contents of my body as it is now.

While partially open, the time limit is about 10 minutes because it consumes 3 to 5 times the amount of magic "Odd" in the body as [circular regression]. Moreover, the ability to reproduce drops a few steps, and the disadvantage of not being able to use [circular regression] for twelve hours once used goes hand in hand with complete openness.

I don't want Lucier to see me change. I exercised partial openness, which was inefficient for such ridiculous reasons.

"[Item Box]"

I take the food I took from the supply base from one end and stack it up nicely.

Common carriage loading capacities range from 4t to 5t. The food I took was 3t, so I was able to accumulate enough.

"Ugh, that's it. Lucier, you need to leave... No, I got a little something I need. Wait here for me."

That's what I say, I use it to the magic of the wind, I travel with all my might, and I hide myself in the shadows of the hills at a point where I'm blind from the village.

"[Item Box]"

And sprinkle about half of the total amount of swords and armor taken from the supply base.

Release the partial opening after the completion of that task. You can't drool this magic eating technique.

After cutting it up in about five minutes, a sudden decrease in magic and fatigue strike the body. Apparently, the level of Deet, which was partially open in proportion to the amount of magic increased, rose to the magic consumed and did not increase in persistence.

Hide it with a smile so you don't look tired and go back to Lucier.

"Sorry, I forgot something a little important"

You can't see I hid the armor from Lucier's position. You probably think you even went to the bathroom.

"That's good, but why did you bother serving food here? We have to get it out at the village warehouse. It's a hassle twice, right?

"You don't understand Lucier. When we get back to the village, the village chiefs come running over, right? We'll make sure we're safe, and then we'll peek into the carriage carrier. I would be disappointed if the contents were empty then. Besides, some people talk nonchalantly and beat me up."

People are such creatures.

If you don't act with that in mind, you'll shrug your feet. You can prevent extra sparks by taking into account their emotions and prepending them.

"But it's hard to get into a village warehouse."

"I don't care because it's not me carrying you."

"You have convenient magic, don't you? Use it to store it once and get it out again in the warehouse."

"Don't be funny. Lucier can't possibly use such handy and strange sorcery, so many times a day. You can't spend 12 hours."

"... I knew it would be a waste"

Lucier doesn't seem satisfied.

"Besides, I think you're gonna end up being helped. We're young and strong."

"I don't have that. I can assure you."

"Why?"

"The village chiefs don't want to see the contents of the warehouse. He's catching sight of the potatoes with supplies from the empire and a firm face. The only person who can get into the warehouse is the one who took the village chief's breath. Probably the first mead I've brought."

Some preferences, such as the honeysuckle Mead, would fit into the villagers' nostalgia without entering the warehouse.

"It's not like the village chiefs would do that!

"Really? That's what I do every time I get supplies from the Empire. You never gave us pepper, vinegar, booze, did you? There's only a few things in Empire supplies that say that."

"Shh."

"Really. Look at the saggy belly of the village chief and his son, you'll see, right? The only people who get fat in this food-deficient elf village are those who do that."

But I'm not going to blame the village chief for this.

A village chief requires responsibility, and there are heavy responsibilities that the average person does not understand. There would be a lot of merit.

Besides, it's been pushed from the Empire to do this. My father turned down the proposal and chose to fight.

But my uncle, the current village chief, accepted.

It's easy to dominate when the top is boneless.

No matter how much the villagers suffer, if they give good thought to the top that binds it, it will hold the people back, and yes, there will be no revolt.

"Cyril will be singled out for the good food she brings. I don't know what to do. We have to stop."

"Never. I won't be able to live in this village. Besides, we drank mead. Similar. Just as we drank the honey liquor Mead for the reward we worked so hard on this one, you can think of the village chiefs as occasionally luxurious for their daily hard work."

This is the reason behind giving Lucier a beer, Mead.

In this case, it was possible that Lucier noticed the village chief's clothing. Lucier, with a strong sense of justice, tries to make it right. That way we have a tragic future ahead of us.

So you got me to be an accomplice with you.

Lucier alone would point to the village chief's wrongdoing after confessing his sins, but when it comes to getting involved up to me, I just have to hold my mouth.

"The village chief also has enough conscience to pay within his conscience. Don't worry about it."

"Yeah, I'm not convinced, but I understand"

Lucier swells her cheeks all the time.

"Thank you Lucier. Me, too. If I cross the boundaries of good sense, I'll stop then, so don't worry. So don't do anything extra."

There is some anxiety.

Unlike the usual imperial supplies, there is no guarantee that the next one will come. And the load is a few steps more attractive than usual, and no one can imagine how much I've stolen.

You can do whatever you want with any injustice. In the meantime, how much self-control of the village chief works...... All this has to do is pray to God.

If you're thinking about the worst case scenario, you can't think of a village chief taking each of these carriages, going to a village or city opposite the Empire, and building a new life with the money you sold your luggage to.

Three months of food for 200 villagers. With that, a single family would be able to play and live for about ten years.

When I reached the village, the villagers who saw the carriage pulled in in in a great panic and turned to the whole village with a voice.

Among them, the great men, including the village chief, rush over.

"Cyril, you're safe, you were able to steal it?

"Of course, I have enough to survive the winter. Want to take a look at the carriage?

When I said that, the village chief stuck his face in the carriage carriage carriage and laughed damned when he saw what was loaded.

"I didn't know we were really going to make it... Thank you. Here's the carriage. Take a rest. But don't forget about the weapons that pierce your armor."

And the village chief starts calling the people who listen to themselves.

By that time, ordinary villagers had gathered in various places.

"Cyril, I'll be there in advance. Sorry."

Lucier, who was your servant, groans blushly.

"Guys, Cyril got me some food!

Then he raised his voice and then opened the carriage door so that he could see the contents of the carrier.

"Look, there's a lot of rare stuff out there, so everyone looks at it, and look at the mead, the dried meat made of cows, and maybe the sea lions that Cyril hunted along the way. Here, come here!

The villagers, who were looking far-sighted with Lucier's words and instructions, come together.

"It's amazing, sister, I've never seen anything like it"

"There's booze, too."

"Ah, there's even vinegar and pepper. I've never been dominated by an empire for such a luxury."

"And this amount, that's all we can get through the winter"

Woe makes noise around you.

And then the loop starts that people get together even more when they see the noise.

Me and Lucier were moving a step away from the carriage and watching the situation.

If this happens, the village chief can't do whatever he wants. The villagers have found out what's in the carriage.

I'm sure the village chiefs won't be amused.

I took a deep sigh.

"Lucier, how did you do this?

"Because I wanted everyone in the village to know exactly what Cyril worked hard for. I don't like Cyril's grip being taken from me. And this is for everyone in the village."

No offense. But I need to be properly angry later. to see what the consequences of such a derogatory thing can be.

"Lucier, let's go back home and talk. I'll preach a little bit."

"... yeah, I'm ready"

Lucier said he was sorry and then extended himself to the act. I guess I feel like I've done something wrong.

After that, he left the scene after leaving the horse according to the words of the village chief, who said, "Leave the horse."

I was praised for doing well by some of my acquaintances on the way home, but I don't feel very excited.

"Lucier, front seat"

I said that as soon as I got back to the house where Lucier and I lived together.

"Front seat?"

What Lucier can't hear. Tilt his neck to the words. With that said, was there no culture over here?

"This is how we do it."

If I were to say so, I would force myself behind Lucier's knees to disbalance and force him to take his right-hand seat.

"The floor, it's cold. It hurts the way I sit."

"Because it's a sermon. I'm letting you do that on purpose."

I look down at Lucier sitting in tears and say in a tight tone.

"Isn't it worse than when you fell asleep?

"That's a force majeure mistake, but this time it's on purpose."

"I'm sorry. As I said earlier, Cyril's manners seemed to be embezzled, and I couldn't allow the village chiefs to monopolize everything in the village."

"I know how that feels. That's what I was trying to do."

"You wanted to make the village chiefs feel good?

"Don't be."

Lucier looks surprised at my words and sends a gaze of protest.

"We're going to do a lot of big things for the village. That's when the village chiefs give their permission. That's why I wanted to scrape sesame seeds in now so I could move in somewhat freely. With the village chief's tattoo, you can do most of it."

This case of the carrier is only the beginning, and I think and prepare a lot to be liked by the village chief.

Even though, that village chief is my father's brother, compared to a brother who's been too good from a young age, and while he's twisted, he thinks of me like a bump in the eye.

That's why the flow that reduced my handle after giving the village chief good thoughts was ideal.

If you listen to me, I'll put it on good bait. Yes. If the village chief starts to judge, you can do anything you want.... I was aiming for that.

"I don't like that. Cyril works hard for everyone, so I want you to be upbeat and square. It's not like Cyril to hide in the shadow of a village chief."

"Isn't it like me? I already have to go on a different route because the village chief's heart certificate sucks on this one. Maybe that's Lucier's way of looking like me."

"In that direction?

"Yeah, not by wielding the village chief's power, but by letting each and every one of the villagers admit it, by his side, and not letting the village chief ignore my opinion. And for that, one by one, we're going to make the whole village happy."

"If you can do that, it's definitely better that way."

"That's right, but it takes a lot of time. Now is a good time to spare."

It's hard to get people to admit it. That's why I first considered it in the direction of getting into the village chief.

However, since this village is full of problems, it would not be impossible to sell favors to the villagers and put them on their side.

I've been working on that plan for as long as I can, and... for once, I'm planting insurance on my carriage's luggage when this happens.

"I knew you were mad about this."

"Yeah, I'm so angry. Do you know why I'm angry?

"Because I didn't listen to Cyril."

"There's that, too, but the most important thing is that you lied. Lucier nodded, telling me never to stand in the way of the village chief. Lucier betrayed that trust."

"I'm sorry."

"This time, it's a story that can be taken back in a different way, but in some circumstances, that's all you can do. I want you to know that."

In a tight tone, Lucier lays down his face.

"So I want you to say it right when you're not convinced. That doesn't matter if you talk to me. But just shut up and stop moving into action, I'm going to lose track of you. If I repeat that, I won't be able to believe in Lucier."

"Okay. We'll talk about it from now on until the end."

"Do that. Because it's really life-threatening. I don't want to lose Lucier."

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking that deep. I wanted everyone in the village to be happy, and Cyril is amazing, 'cause I wanted to tell everyone... sorry, excuse me."

Lucier gets so grumpy.

You'll be fine from now on. It conveys that it is not superficial to be reflecting.

So I open my mouth with a little gentle face.

"Lucier, I'm mad about this one, but I was glad you acted for me. And enough with the front seat. I'm sorry, it was hard, wasn't it?

The word of gratitude is that it is indisputably true. I'll just tell him that.

Lucier tries to stand again, saying she's sorry, but her legs snap.

I guess the front seat I can't be was tight. Well, it was bearable to the end.

Thinking about that,

"Ouch, my leg hurts. I'm so paralyzed by it, I can't, I might never stand again."

and I really said it with a blue face, so I rush over in a big hurry.

I prepare warm tea, give it to Lucier, massage my legs and improve blood circulation.

"Sorry, Lucier. Maybe a little too much."

"Yeah, I'm glad you were properly angry. Because it means you still believe me."

When I hear that word, my laughter spills naturally.

Lucier's actions drove me down a difficult road.

But I think that's fine.

Just don't save this village. I think Lucier's cool. I keep staying with him, and I get what I want.

I think it's sweet, the blue-smelling ideal, the childish thought, but I have the power to just do it. I can believe I can do that because Lucier is here.

In the future, let's figure out a way to be me like that.

Parallel to the creation of the weapon, we will have everyone in the village on our side. I was no longer lost in choosing that path.