Frontier Lord Starts Out With a Population of 0

- - Eima.

Tie the horses' reins to a tree a little further away, then kneel, as usual, in the form of Senai and Aihan facing each other, and as they begin to pray with a spell, that usual circle appears, swelling greatly as they touch the trunk of the tree... and then stain it into the earth.

I wonder how many more times I've seen this magic sneaking around the village so that Diaz and the others wouldn't find out, and as Ayma watches as she thinks about it, time passes... that's how they end their prayers Senay and Aihan stand up quietly.

"... Now that the delicious mushrooms I was talking about earlier grow up a lot, is that why?

When Aima asks him that for the risen Senays, Senays and Aihan shake their heads left and right to show their intention of denial.

"Unlike the grass, mushrooms are difficult... just set the place up"

"Mushrooms are a little different because they're not crumbs. Sometimes it's not that bad.

But it's a very good mushroom, so I really wanted to do it......!

Senai and Aihan who say so and pay for the leaves on their knees.

I'm not sure what you two are talking about, but it's good to be able to finish before Diaz returns anyway, when Emma exhales in relief... I hear clams and noises for mushrooms and from behind a strip of wooden fences, deep in the dark woods out of the sun's rays.

It's not the sound of the wind, it's not the sound of the little bugs, it's the sound of something with a definite presence… The three of them with good hearing ears immediately tense their bodies and take their place toward someone.

Senay and Aihan took a small bow and arrow for the child, and Aima stood forward trying to cover those two, and the horses were suddenly watching how they were farther apart.

That's how the three of us and the horses stand, we hear more gutter... and one shadow shows itself from the back of the woods with that sound.

Above his head he has a long cloth hat ahead of him, a fluffy white beard around his mouth so much that he doesn't think he needs to stretch anything that far, covering himself with clothes made of tanned thick leather, carrying a bag with mess and countless things hanging out or sticking out, thick when the blade does it with one hand, holding a short axe with a pattern, and a shield like an iron chunk with elaborate workmanship with the other.

Can I just call it a round-bellied old woody dust, a little taller than the Senays... a round-nosed man with a deep wrinkle in his face and a good smile of people stood there.

"Ooh... this magic, you're still a forest man.

Nostalgia, nostalgia, the forest people have returned to this forest. "

The old man, who said so with a ragged throat burned to the liquor, when he sees the Aymas stiffening themselves, stops putting up the axe he had in his hand and hangs the axe loosely by hooking the hook that was in the stone poke of the pattern to a thick waistband.

"Ola, you're not a sinner as you can see.

You're not going to hurt your former ally, the Forest Man.

I felt the magic of nostalgia in the place, so I came out of the hole.

And no... I wouldn't miss it. "

That's what I said and the hand that had the axe...... the old man named the sinuous man who flickered through every dusty hand and tried to de-alert the Senays.

Still, the old man laughs "muffled" and continues his words as the Senays stand without taking their hands off the bow and arrow.

"Foresters remain as vigilant as ever.

It hasn't changed in centuries. "

That said, the old man stared at the Senays... and he noticed something, and he narrowed his eyes and went on to say more.

"Hmm? The jewel that keeps it down from its neck... the magic that is put into it is the stone man's?

Right or right... are the stones and woods in place? It's like a reproduction of a long time ago.

... hello... no, no, I'm not kidding, is that you? Is your lord's head a man? Are you supposed to be the only one without magic?

How should we respond to that question?

The thought that information should not be circulated in a detour, coupled with the desire not to work disrespectfully on that old man who shows a friendly attitude, worries about what the hell is going on... The two people standing behind Eima sneer at me for being relieved of a friendly attitude.

The old man laughs "muffled" again as he exhales a small sigh, wondering if Eima could help herself if they had done so, having guessed about it from the sound of the clothes rubbing or the signs of drifting...... then he opens his mouth slowly with a true face.

"... is that right?

Is he a good neighbor to your lords? Is that your sweet neighbor?

"Diaz is so sweet!

"There are some things I can't do, but they're gentle and warm!

Senai and Aihan to answer such a question of the old man instantly.

The old man, who received an instant answer and showed a little face to face, smiled a little after leaving it for a while, returning a snort of snort.

"Right or right.

So, it looks like Ola has to move, too.

To fulfill the nostalgic promise at the end of my memory, when I come up within a few days, you tell me so only. "

With that said, the old man turns back on his heels without waiting for the Senays to reply, and returns to the depths of the woods.

Whether we should go after the old man or not, or if we should call him out and pull him back or not, when Emma thinks about it... there was a buzz coming from the rear and a rushing footsteps he was used to hearing.

- - Diaz.

I rushed all the way to the scene of the street building and spoke to Erdan's men, who were just about to finish the job and go home, briefly explaining the circumstances, depositing a letter, and then rushing back under the Senays...... the senays with bows about what it was, stood up with a pompous look as if even the fairies had seen them.

"What's wrong with you?

And when I speak that way, the Senays tilt their necks stiffly, like they don't know what to say, and Aima returns her voice as she busily tilts her neck to the right and to the left.

"Well... I don't know what to say, I met a strange grandfather dressed in a funny way."

"Grandpa......?

... Was there someone living in this forest?

"Oh, no, from the mouthfeel, it looks like you live in a hole... but you don't know what's really good about taking that word either, do you?

I'm coming to see Mr. Diaz in a few days... he said something like... "

"To me?

By coming to see me, did I tell you where the village of Ill is?

"No, you weren't asked anything other than about Mr. Diaz's character."

"That's another story I don't know what to say.

... Uh, maybe an old man who got spooked got lost in the woods, so I'll meet up with some of Eldan's men tomorrow and talk about it there. "

And when I say that, Aima, Senai and Aihan nod in place of their replies and begin to make arrangements for returning, such as bowing and arrowing.

So we decided to cut the trees again and return to the village of Ill, almost in bare hands.