I Shall Survive Using Potions!

The village chief returns, the food is carried, and everyone eats.

There seems to be no hard talk or anything during the meal, and the villagers seem to be interested in a proper stupid story. So we, too, are welcome in regular (not very girly) Girls Talk where the villagers won't have any trouble asking. Roland and Emile are talking to Boso somehow.

The dish, although feast dish-like with a large platter, is made up of very ordinary crops and a little pork that the hunter seems to have hunted.

Not only do they feed us, they feed a lot of villagers, so there's no way they can act that big. The villagers also knew that, even though there seemed to be a seemingly large amount in the large dish dishes, they actually did not take too many dishes with only a subtle amount for the number of people, producing them as if 'the food is enough'.

Until then, gather the villagers, what are you trying to do...

The meal, which was not even a large amount, was soon over. Exactly, there was enough on the plates around us, and the villagers didn't even try to get their hands on it.

... I was a little suspicious and tried to broaden the range of effects of the poison detection bracelet, but there was nothing strange in it.

Well, now that we're done eating, I wonder if it's time to get down to business.

Do you force me to let you eat first and say, "The Benefit of One Meal"?

The innkeepers who lived in the presence of the Doctor's parents had a reason to do so, but we didn't have the right to be seduced, did we?

Okay, well, what happens...

"Now, once a month, we will have a village discussion. Guests may not hesitate to express their opinions as part of the village, even though they just happen to be staying on the day of the discussion, because they are currently 'in the village'. Your opinion from a different perspective than ours will be studied. Wahaha!

That's a lie. Ahhhhh!

What is it, though you just happen to be staying on the day of the discussion!

You suddenly decided to open this farce on this day as we arrived here...

Roland, Francet, and Emile and Bell also stare down at the village chief with thoughtful and frigid eyes.

But that's just the thing about being in the village chief position. I don't even seem to care about the cold gaze of the five of us (except Layette).

And the discussion went well, and we were sometimes asked, "What kind of crops are sold in the city now?", "What kind of craft does a well-feathered village make, don't you know", etc., and we answered appropriately...

"So, on the last agenda." On measures against bandits who call their villages "escort fees" and demand hardware and food, as well as women's (stomach) crowds ". Anybody got an opinion?

This one? Aaaaaaaaaaah!

What's going on with everyone, and...

Yeah, of how you haven't thought about anything, Layette. Kawaaaaaa......

Likewise, Emile and Bell, who don't seem to think about anything.

These two say it's because they're not stopping thinking separately, they just follow my decision no matter what..., that's the 'stop thinking' of Chu!

Roland has a subtle expression.

It is my duty as royalty to protect the good subjects. But this is not my country, and it is the role of the nobles and royalties of this country, not my own, to protect these villagers. Besides, royalty is what protects the people through governance, not by wielding their own swords.

... but abandoning those who stood in distress in front of you, as royalty, no, as one man...

I guess you're thinking about something like that ~...

And the francette is......

Kirakira...

Glitter, glitter!

Appeared in a village in crisis, knight of the journey.

A knight who had just defeated the villains and tried to leave in silence can be heard from behind.

"Um, give me your name..."

"My name is Francette. I have been entrusted with the Guardian Knight of the Goddess (Einherial), which is not enough to take... '

But you're a delusional eye for a scene like that, that's...

... No, damn it!

A man of noble face and seemingly expensive equipment, courteous of the nobility.

A young woman who looks like her wife or lover and wears equally expensive gear.

He was hired as an escort, a hunter between brothers and sisters or lovers.

A maid with you who takes care of the two nobles around you.

I'll protect you somewhere, civilian toddler.

... Yeah, I don't care what you think, it's nothing but a diagram of a couple of noblemen of your choice on a tour of the mountain.

And the aristocratic man is clearly in sympathy, and his wife or lover, already, has a motivated aura leaking, on the contrary, erupting in all directions.

Therefore, the village chief's face feels desperate and patient to be able to do so.

Ma, I'd think so if I saw this line of decision-makers about to be concerned about it, and perhaps a woman who would be seen as' the de facto supreme power, who can have a huge influence on decision-makers'. Because there's not much male aristocracy can do to keep a woman from asking. That, too, is a favor from a woman in love, especially.

Yes, and the will of escorts, accompanying maids and young girls doesn't matter.

I think... right?

With a face full of anticipation, we… or staring at Roland and Francette, the village chief and the villagers.

And to that pressure, finally, the francette.

"I'll take care of it, we'll..."

"...... I wish you peace of mind in this village, so don't hesitate to ask your lords for help!

I won't let you tell me!

I forcefully blocked Francette's words from making an inadvertent statement and screwed the rest of it.

"" "" "" "Yeah, yeah!!

A lofty, seemingly simple, aristocratic woman said to me, 'I won!', 'As planned…' and where I was happy to think, it was something that suddenly got in the way of an unexpected, so the faces of everyone in the village came with a look of confusion, and then followed by anger. I don't know if I can...

"Don't talk like a maid of honor! You just have to shut up and obey your husband's decision!

"" "" "" Let's... "" ""

Gish!

"Huh..."

When the village chief raved at me and the villagers raised their voices in tune with it.

... the air froze.

Until then, I was smiling, glittering eyes, Francette.

I wondered what was going on and what Roland looked like.

It was a round-throat attitude to me, not to get involved, Emile and Bell did.

And he didn't seem to know anything and he was pompous, even Layette.

With an angry face, he stares at the village chief and the villagers.

"That's right, it's Caorle. Did you foresee these bastards', unworthy nature to be saved..."

"It's unpleasant. We're leaving in a minute. Staying in a village like this makes you feel disgusted!

"... can't we destroy this village before we leave?

Pale, village chiefs and villagers.

Apparently, we only understand that we've done this.

... No, I don't know if you look at me like that.

I'm, like, "made-to-measure."