Lute, nine years old.
In the middle of the summer - orphanage children, town people, merchants in and out were gathered at the entrance to the town.
It's Snow's drop-off going to the sorcerer's school.
In addition to her, one of the town girls had decided to take a job in a city near the School of Mages.
The two get in a merchant's carriage to the city.
Of course I'm paying the right kind of reward.
It's a carriage journey that takes about three months to reach the destination city.
The School of Sorcery is also a continent dominated by demonic and fairy races. orphanages are also on the continent of demons) to the north.
As a result, a lot of snow falls.
We leave in the summer to travel to the School of Mages before it snows in earnest.
"Lute, I knew you wouldn't go to magician school with me? The Adventurers' Union of Good Offices (Guild) is in the city on the side of the school, and I earn my living to feed it."
"Feeding... I'm not going to be a hippo"
I stroke Snow's head as he buried his face in his chest, frightened.
This year, my height grew considerably, and I began to make a difference from Snow.
"I'll write to you as soon as I get out of town and settle down, and I'll see you when I can afford it. Snow should study magicians properly."
"... because I will write to you, too, and I will make time to go see you. Never."
"Yeah, I'll be looking forward to it then"
"'Cause at the end of the day, I let the fu fu, and now I can't fu fresh fu for the time being"
Without acknowledgment, Snow smells in public.
Because I have eyes, I immediately peeled them off.
"Stop me because I'm embarrassed in public"
"Ah, Lute's mean"
"I'm sorry, but this is a gift from me."
Remove and hand over a snow-only handgun and holster from the bag you were bringing.
"Is this smaller than Lute's revolver?
"S&WM 102" revolver.
The barrel is clearly shorter than I use.
The color is silver.
The holder hanging the revolver is brown leather.
It's a bespoke item, not a shoulder holster that hangs from the shoulder, not from the waist.
Not suitable for early shooting, but for personal protection only if snow.
Even if attack magic is now available, the guns will be more convenient to turn around for less chanting needed.
That's why I chose the highly hidden 'shoulder holster' type for protection.
Snow's chest has also grown more recently.
When a woman with a large chest uses a 'shoulder holster', the emphasis is higher.
So it is also the result of choosing it as a personal hobby.
"For a short barrel, the range and hit rate drop, but it's convenient to carry. Don't use it when it's nauseating because it's only for protection."
I don't think there's much need to consider ranges and hitting rates because they're not meant to be sniped at a distance, but just in case.
Ammunition (cartridges) also give you two bespoke crates containing fifty rounds.
A total of 100 rounds.
By the way, I even let Snow build ammunition (cartridges), but he didn't succeed once. Perhaps Dr. Elle can't do it either.
I can't imagine the powder, and the thickness, length, and balance of the ammunition (cartridges) - none of which I could successfully create. Apparently, magicians with only the knowledge of this world can't create ammunition.
"Thank you, Lute. Take care of it."
"Watch out for colds and injuries. Don't just be impotent after that. Snow unexpectedly runs without thinking about it."
The time is right for the Goblin case.
'I know,' she smiles in tears.
He switches with me, and Dr. Elle stands in front of Snow.
"Snow has the talent to be above the B-plus level as a magician. But never be arrogant and try humbly. Is that good?
"Yes, I understand."
"Finally, Snow, you're never alone. There's Lute, there's everyone in the orphanage, there's a teacher. So if anything hard happens, don't push it, and come back to this town. Because this town is Snow's home, and the orphanage is my home."
"Ha... hi, I get it. Thank you, Doctor."
Snow's tears are decimated by the teacher's words.
She cared not for her surrounding eyes and hugged her teacher and wept.
Teacher Elle hugs her like a real mother like that.
Where Snow calms down, Dr. Elle lets her go.
Snow holds a crate and revolver in his hand and embarks on a carriage with a front.
The package has already been loaded in here.
A merchant leads from the throne to the horn horse.
The two horned horses slowly walked out.
"Thank you all for everything, Dr. Elle! Lute, definitely write to me! Come see me!
Snow wept and waved diligently.
The teacher, the orphanage kids, and myself kept waving until I couldn't see the carriage.
▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼
Three days after I dropped Snow off, early morning.
One horned horse was connected to the entrance and exit of the orphanage.
There are about two barrels on the back that are connected in a balanced way to the left and right.
There were some other luggage hanging around.
"Nothing has to go out this early in the morning..."
"I don't like being flashy like Snow."
I brace the last package, the finished AK47, on the back of the borrowed horn horse.
Weave a cape you just bought on top of your usual everyday clothes.
Gun belt at hips.
Already have all ammunition (cartridges) in it.
A revolver is enough for protection.
Horned horses are scheduled to be returned in the commercial city of Tubel, ten days one way from town.
More luggage than Snow. But hiring a front carriage and your men is too wasteful.
For this reason, we will rent a horn horse and aim for the commercial city of Tubel.
If it's a city as big as Tubel, there's a ride carriage out.
I plan to pay a luggage increment and travel for about two months.
Snow headed to the school of magicians in the snowy north.
Meanwhile, I have a city that aspires to be near the opposite south - the Beastman continent, where Dr. Elle's twin sister lives.
I learn to be an adventurer at her place.
And about five years later.
Legion of Help (Legion) - I'm going to create an army and join Snow, who graduated from the School of Magic.
Dr. Elle gives you one envelope.
"There's a reference letter inside and my sister's home address, so never lose it"
"Thank you. I'll keep you in the back of the bag."
I take the bag down from my back, open my mouth and punish the envelope I received.
Dr. Elle looks at me like that and talks about it in a nostalgic way.
"... Actually, now is the time to say. Honestly, I didn't like Lute at first."
"... What, suddenly, don't make a shocking statement. Did my teacher hate me?
Finish the envelope and inquire.
She smiled and waved.
"No, you don't. I don't hate it, I just don't like it. 'Cause if you think you were only three years old and you listened to class a lot, you'd go out to a mage class and have problems, and then you'd make a lot of money making reversi and toys... It doesn't apply to any girl I've ever seen, and you're not going to like it."
When I did look back, I did too much of something a little less childish, just because I was taking over some memories from my previous life.
I just imagined that if my kid were a guy like me, he'd be heavy around his shoulder.
By now, I realized I was causing Dr. Elle a lot of trouble.
"But now I'm proud of you, Lute. I don't normally think about creating magic tools that can defeat goblins, make a lot of money, but don't grow, and want to use that power for people in the future."
"No, no... I'm not praising you enough."
"No, it's really amazing. I wholeheartedly support Lute's dream. But..."
And Dr. Elle hugs me like that to Snow.
Like a real mother.
As I told Snow, Lute is never alone. There's Snow, there's everyone in the orphanage, there's a teacher. So if anything hard happens, don't push it, and come back to this town. Because this town is Lute's home, and the orphanage is my home. "
"... thank you. Dr. Elle."
This is why I refused to drop him off early in the morning, except for the teacher.
The mental age is already over thirty.
But I wasn't sure I could enjoy the hot stuff coming up from my chest.
I knew it would be embarrassing to show tears in public, whether in the previous world or in another.
I take my face off Dr. Elle's chest and wipe her eyes hard.
Little bird chirping, the coolness of the early morning air that hits your cheeks, and the thinness that drifts around you. The sun begins to rise and the sky is stained with clear blue.
About nine and six months - it would be good as the first day out of town I grew up in.
"Thank you for your long time, Dr. Elle"
"Say hello to my sister. When you calm down, come back to show your face again. I don't like voice loss."
"Of course it is. Besides, I'll definitely be here with Snow for the marriage report once."
This is a trip, but it's not a goodbye we'll never meet again.
So I speak well to Dr. Elle.
"Then I'm going!
"Yes, go. Be careful with your body."
"Yes!"
Nodding, and walking out.
Ride the horn horse, pull the reins and the horse slowly moves forward.
Waving back, Dr. Elle also wiped his eyes with his fingers and shook back with a full smile.
Thus, I, Horida Ip Tai Re-Luto, took a new first step in fulfilling my dream as one person bathed in the morning sun.
Chapter 1 End
Equipment: S&WM10 (Revolver)
: AK47 (Assault Rifle)
Next time.
Chapter 2: Childhood Adventurers Edition - Opening -