As a result of the interrogation supervised by Mr. Tirica, it was found that there was no indicative treasure in the bandit's stronghold. The golden-eyed one was generally worn and peeled and combined with the departure. The bandit's gear and gold items were later assessed by Mr. Norman and distributed to us and Mr. Fabio.
And as a result of confirmation, they were all guilty. The results of the interrogation will be recorded in detail and later used as evidence when the bandits are handed over, not knowing if they are police or military. Testimony is more true than authenticated by a true or false official.
The convoy had one of the carriages. All my luggage is in my item box. The carriage was fortified with dirt magic to make it a sturdy prison. Pack the bandits, cover them and you can do it. It is a complete prison with only an air hole and not even a door.
The bandits are quiet things. If you make a scene or cause trouble, you're threatening to kill me. No, that's not a threat. I'm really gonna do it, I don't even have to push it. We actually do, and that's the society we're allowed to be. Horrible.
"If I told you to kill them all,"
"Kill them all."
I asked Tirica and she said so and nodded. For some reason, I have a choice. Nobody seems to disagree. Because I found it, and I knocked it down, and I captured it, do you take it for granted that I'm to blame? I didn't do it alone.
It has nothing to do with the fact that there are genuine officers. That just made things easier, for example, if Mr. Fabio's party alone encountered the same situation and caught him the same way, Mr. Fabio would still hold the right to life.
I asked him a question about what he would do then, but he still said he would respond the same way I did. Even the slaughtered otherworlds don't like murderous people. I feel a little relieved.
"However, if you can't take me -"
Not all the time I can use a carriage like I do now. If there is no way to take you safely into town and village, I will have to kill you already. It is an execution. Aren't the authorities in the field too strong?
This is the current situation where I am in a bad mood for the realities of different worlds, but I cannot ask my daughter-in-law to comfort me. The current location is the inmate convoy. Reconnaissance aborted. I asked him what he would do with the reconnaissance, but he asked me to keep an eye on the prisoner.
You must take good care of the prisoner more than you have chosen. There's our carriage right behind us, and I don't think a prison made of dirt magic is hardened and hardened further and it's impossible to escape, but that's why we can't leave surveillance to just one of the merchants.
And there are seven humans. Trouble comes.
"Wizard's husband! Wizard's husband!
Bandits call in desperate voices.
"Bathroom. Please, it's gonna leak!
It's the bathroom. It's the water. If it's a meal, we need to take care of something. I don't mind keeping them locked up, but in two days' time these guys will be in terrible shape, and if you give up that it's already a hassle, then we could talk about killing them.
In the end, the toilet built more bumps for the toilet in the carriage. I had no choice but to untie the rope. I also divided the bread into morning and evening meals, and also made a water bottle so that I could drink it.
I'll do it magically from all the outside, so there's no danger or anything. The prisoners are very important.
Though the streets were stretched across the mountains and the roads had considerable gradients, they were well maintained and there was no difficulty in proceeding. And without anything in particular, the carriage line proceeds and arrives at today's camp. On the side of the street, in a little square, a stream flows right around the corner.
The convoy removed the horse and covered it further with dirt magic from the top. I don't think I can break the carriage jail, just in case.
However, this made it possible to loosen the surveillance during the night. Even the most loose surveillance is located in the middle of the camp. The merchant corps is a group of more than twenty, and of course we are going to bed with an impromptu cabin built with dirt magic right next to the prisoners.
"Good day. Masal," Ann says, laboring me as she dives into the futon.
They were building the same for the merchants who watched me trap prisoners with dirt magic or build their own cabins for them to stay in. Of course you're not asking me to "make it". Fine, it's fantastic. And praise the cabin with envy. I had extra magic, and then I'll make it. It's been a tough season to cool down at night. Especially here in the mountains. I have proper equipment for camping with them, but a simple tent won't keep me from the cold at night.
So a pretty solid big house was to be built to accommodate about twenty people in the camp. There was someone in the merchant corps who was good at carpentry and also made a fine door out of the trees around there, so it looks like a regular stone house already. The interior is divided into rooms, and the fireplace is thick and sturdy to prevent cold, so I wonder if I can afford it for a few years.
"The journey is a real hassle. Let's just go home. Use the gate properly."
"Yeah, I like that."
"I wouldn't have had to go and do this much work if it were true. I'm worried about Nania."
"I also enjoy a relaxing journey"
Are you tired of bandit gang entanglement, Tirica had already slept well beside Sati.
My daughter-in-law and I want to live freely. I don't know why you're taking care of prisoners and building houses here, at all.
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The next day, the fifth day of the journey, about the middle of the afternoon. We arrived in the village where we were going to stay, but the bandits were still refused to receive it.
It is a small village. I'm sure you'll have trouble even if they tell you to handle the bandits you caught.
According to the village chief, there are lords around here in a town a day away from this village, so that's where these kinds of cases are handled. If you really mean here, I'm about to execute you, so I promise I'll rush you into town. What can I say...
"Is there anything wrong with you?
When I'm done with my errands, Angela's sales activities are next. If you go to town as a cleric, you visit the temple, and if you are a village without a temple, this is how you volunteer in the name of preaching. Of course what we do is treat.
There are no serious patients, etc., but they said there are several things that are not well, and they decided to treat them at the village chief's house.
And they say it rains less this year. The bandit I caught said that, too. So I'm talking about how we won't be able to handle the water shortage, but can a cleric even rain beg or something?
"No, I'm not. Dig the well."
I see. Soil magic then.
So it's me!?
"Please, Masal."
If Anne asks me to be cute, I won't deny it. It is a gratuitous service, but it is a favor of an important daughter-in-law. Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho, ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!
Well digging is easy if it's dirt magic. It is simply a simple task to determine a place and soil magic to softly pull through the soil. Even if I needed to dig deep, it wouldn't change the hassle.
Whether the water was abundant or whether the mayor's designation was preferable, three wells were dug and the water came out properly in all places.
Once we have confirmed that the water has come out, we will tighten the walls around us, and the rest will be the completion of a fine well from anywhere if we make the enclosure and the roof.
After digging the well, they will also show you a storage pond for agricultural water outside the village walls. The reservoir pond is in a state where the water level is lowered and the bottom is visible.
I was pulling in a thin creek, but that's what they say there's very little water this year. I've used well water to deceive and deceive you, but that's also limiting. The crop may wither as it is.
"You can dig a well, but shouldn't you directly magically water it?," I'll say what comes to mind.
"No matter how much magic there is..."
"If it's magic, it's massive, right?
Ann looks stiff and looks at this one.
I'm not sure where the water that comes out of magic springs from, but MP consumption isn't so much, and if you're serious, you can get a fair amount out of it. We all have Maggie and all four of them have enhanced magic with their skills, and all four of us can handle water magic without any problems.
And I don't even get into the inn early, so everyone is following me around.
"So guys, can you do me a favor?
"That's all right."
"Help"
Release the water quickly toward the storage pond. It's quite a lot when the four of us are together.
Where does this massive amount of water come from? Is it too much moisture in the air, or is it even elemental conversion of the air, or is it even summoning the water itself? Really magic is a mystery.
The water level of the reservoir pond, which was about to dry up, rises as the villagers say, "Whoa, whoa, whoa".
Everyone's magic broke when the water level returned to about 70% or 80%. But the villagers rejoice. Three new wells and the water in this pond will make our seats shine. If it doesn't rain, it won't be a fundamental solution, but I'll just have to ask you to beg for rain already.
After it is over, he is invited to the village chief's house for a welcoming party. I want to relax with my daughter-in-law in the inn, but it is not an air that I can refuse because of the hospitality that I won't even put down there. Besides, the cure is better.
Move to a room in the village chief's house and proceed with the treatment of the coming villagers. It seems that clerics come regularly to villages like those without these temples, and villagers are treated in turn in a way that feels familiar to them.
Of course it's free because I'm a volunteer. But the treated villagers politely express their gratitude to God and the Temple, and to Angela, and sometimes leave crops such as vegetables, which were taken in our fields.
There was little magic left, but fortunately no one was badly ill or injured. It's the cold season, so there were a few people who had a cold or who were getting old and not feeling well. If the three of us, Ann and Ellie, had been treating each other alternately, we would have had enough magic to recover naturally.
There were about ten people who came to the treatment, and the treatment was completed after less than half an hour.
After it is finished, it is a feast. The rather large dining room at the village chief's house was fully prepared and busy with the villagers. We are the guests on the bench. But if I kill the signs in secret, they'll all come through. It is a skill that can really be used. If you are tasting a variety of dishes and alcohol served with Satti and Tirica, Ann and Ellie are doing the response to the villagers for some reason.
"Gather information." A truly brilliant wife and helpful.
The topic is still sunshine and banditry.
In the sun, in the spring, the snowmelt water would increase the amount of water in the river and manage it, but he also said that he was prepared for the crop to wither due to water shortages as it stood. I've really been thanked many times for this well digging and water replenishment.
The bandits seemed to have water in their sleeping ears.
It's a very troublesome situation when a bandit is about to leave the neighborhood. I don't even know if the army or the lord will move.
When it comes to mountain hunting at the village level, it is a life-saving mission. Even if we hire helper adventurers and others, the burden is heavy in poor villages.
I found that in advance and hunted it. It's pro bono. That would be awesome.
I have no intention of oblivion, so I decided that Anne and the Temple would do the honors. God's stock is also rising.
But this power was given to me by God, and I guess I'm more or less right.
The banquet was cut up early. I left my magic behind without being forced out of the water or treatment, but I still feel tired when I use it too much. The circumstance around the wizard is also known to the public, so he immediately freed me and guided me to my room.
In one of the rooms of the village chief's house, he said he had already contacted the inn that he was staying here.
Ellie was already flustered. I got booze in there, too, and I just went to bed without a nani. It's people's house...
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Day six of the journey. I lost it, so I saw the countryside in the flatlands again. We talked about replacing him, but as always, I'm taking care of the prisoner convoy. I'm the one most responsive when something happens, and it's just me and Ellie who can handle dirt magic. And Ellie hates chores like this.
"I really do. I really do! If you say so, I'll do it."
"No, I'll do it..."
I don't like it so much. There's nothing else I can do. Satti and Tirica will tell you that they will go out with you, but if there are three of you in the throne, it will be a goose. It's a long journey, and I don't have to.
In the evening we arrived in a large town. Surrounded by fine walls along the town of Siorii, the surrounding area is open to cultivated land.
Break up with the merchants at the entrance to the town and show the soldiers at the gatekeeper the bandits caught to explain the situation. Mr. Fabio did the negotiations for me. He says he's been through these things many times, too, because he's been an adventurer for a long time.
"You did a great job. After the investigation, pay the prescribed remuneration"
But. Suddenly we caught a bandit. Whether you want to sell off as a slave, or rush to investigate, confirm, etc., you have to wait a whole day, but there it is. We have a true and false official.
"There's no need for that. These guys are interrogated by me."
That being said, if Mr. Tirica leaves, it will be done immediately.
"Tirica Yamanos, third-degree authentic officer. I'm accompanying this party for a mission."
"Are you Lord True and False Officer!?
There is no other human being with red eyes on one side, and the guild card states that he is a proper authentic officer. No one seems to worry about card forgery or impersonation.
I'm sure it's okay to believe so much, but even if you think about something good or bad if it's like a true or false official, it's picked on a potato potato ceremony the moment it's found. Are you saying that such fraud doesn't suit you at all?
Tirica makes the treatment extraordinarily good, and she keeps a record of the interrogation, and only a brief confirmation will make this statement clear.
And soon I sold all the bandits. I got the money, but this was less than I thought.
"Do you want to buy bandits or something that has killed people?" and Ellie.
I don't want to buy it. So it seems that it is the manual labor system that buys it, the mines, places like the military, are the main ones.
Anyway, I am relieved to finally be free from bandit surveillance. About fifty pieces of gold coins, combined with the thief's share of his belongings, is the share of our party after distribution. Five million yen for three days of work, from crusade to transport, would be enough reward.
Well, I'm going to distribute it further inside the party from here.
I want a little more income, even though it doesn't cost me that much to live on during my journey.
Is it something that won't even leave the Oak Regiment on the road?