Isekai Ryouridou

"... I'm so sorry!

The next day - on the 17th of the blue moon, at dusk.

Camua-Josh was bowing his head deep to us at Fa's house, in the middle of the dinner routine.

I'm watching the golden brown back of my head while I make sure it tastes like soup.

"As you can see, that business association was a ploy to trap the Sung family. It's not a lie that there are five Guardians, but the other 18 were all rough gatherings who make mercenaries and the like their business. It was all an operation planned by Melfrid, the head of the Kingsguard."

"Except for the drafters, it was just as I imagined. Then again, the upper management of Genos intended to solemnize the Sung family."

"Mm-hmm. The upper level of Genos, or it's just Melfrid's discretion. Your father, Marstein Genos, is dressed in silence, and even the minister, Cycleus, has not been informed of the plan."

As it was time to lift his head, Camus overlapped the words that way.

"Heh," I add just a pinch of rock salt to the soup.

"Are you saying that the upper layers of Genos are not a single rock? But until now, it's Castle Genos, where you've seen the Sung family lawlessness and pretended not to see it, and you're just limping back, aren't you?

"So that's a diagram of Cycleus' neglect, which has been delegated full powers, and Melfried, who weighs justice and the code, shook down the blade of acquittal there. Marquis Genos dressed like he was laughing and watching."

"Do I have to laugh bitterly? It's an easy position to be a lord."

"Well, you're busy over there. I'm guessing the fact that I left my job to my subordinates means that I don't talk badly is a human skill standing up there."

He is a camouflage who shrugs his shoulders safely and then shrinks again after noticing the chilling gaze of Ai-Fa.

Well, I don't see as much change as this guy's neat impression of how groovy he was.

"Even for me, I was in a difficult position. Melfrid begged me to cooperate and I got acquainted with Ai-Fa and Asta while I was in the process of stepping up. I also exchanged words with Donda-Lu in the settlement of Luu, and after all, the Sung family is the only one corrupted by the woods. So the impression that the people by the woods are a proud clan is deepened - not to say goodbye, you're starting to feel anxious."

"Are you anxious? Why not?"

"That's because, well, where I was able to uncover the sins of the Sung family at the end of the day, I'm starting to wonder if the groove that exists between Genos and the woodland is just getting deeper and deeper.... the people of the town become so afraid of the people of the woods that the people of the woods make them resent Genos. My number one calculation is that I misjudged the level of pride of the forest people."

I think that's the hard part.

But now that I wanted to see what Camus meant, I decided to keep my mouth shut.

"That's why I've filed for suspension of the operation! Really!... but Melfried didn't listen to me. Sin is sin, and sinners must be brought to justice. Whatever the forest folks make noise about, justice is on me! He's also a bloodthirsty guy who doesn't stop by to see him."

"Ha. I don't think the idea itself is wrong."

But I wonder why. I can't really sympathize with her.

Such a question in me was, to my regret, to be clarified by Camus' explanation.

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm right. That's not why. Mel Fried's correctness is very one-sided. He's only after the 'now' correctness." Past "and" future "are truncated and only the correctness of this moment is taken into account now. How has such a sin been created, and what future arises from judging it? It seems to me that it would be easier - but also dangerous - to pursue only the present correctness without considering any of those things."

While sitting in a fur cape, Camua looks farther away.

"To put it more simply, it is the human cycleus of the castle that has ever abandoned the sins of the Sung family. It would just baffle people, even if they soften up the blade of culpability there and Melfried, who has no authority or responsibility whatsoever, excites the blade of culpability in the outfit of putting in a cross spear. But the only purpose of Melfrid is to try him for his sins, so he's also unwilling to claim his own legitimacy. If only a sinner could be tried, he'd be satisfied."

Could that be - cleanliness where it also passes to the people by the forest?

If so, there will be some inconvenience.

"Wait. Then why didn't the people at the castle give me a break from the stall business? I guess that means he wanted to scare us off and scare the Zazz-Sungs, right? If that's the case, it means you wanted to catch the sinners by endangering the people by the woods and the people in town."

"No, so it was Cycleus who gave that order. Melfried was not given the authority to engage the people of the woods. Instead, I wonder if yesterday and others dared to patrol the Inn Town, etc. which is not their original role as Kingsguards because they felt the act was dangerous"

That being said, Camua lowered her brow butt again, feeling sorry for her.

"As you've already guessed, I'm the one who set Melfrid's justice on fire. I got acquainted with Melfried about six months ago through the Marquis de Genos, and I gave him all the information I knew and held a consultation with him about the distorted relationship between the Sung family and the Cycleus - and hence the inability to correct the distorted relationship between Moribe and Genos. Afterwards, that Zashma - the" Guardian "Zashma, who is not a big merchant - became the staff officer, and this plan was to be implemented. I was the first to hit myself, but I didn't have the vessels to lead a large number of people through the plan, so I decided to retreat to my collaborators and watch things quietly."

Somehow, I could think of that as a camouflage behavior.

The "bystander" feels best suited to this sober old man.

"But I exchanged words with Asta and Ai-Fa and Donda-Lou, and I started to have concerns without saying goodbye.... so it was almost a sin for me not to reveal the truth that I recommended Asta to do business in Inn Town."

"Huh?"

"If that's how Asta connects us to the edge of the town and the woods, a little hope may remain. The fear of the people of the town and the resentment of the people by the woods may also be alleviated a little - with such expectations, I took the business story with me. Of course, it has always been my intention that the people of the woods should live a richer life."

Just a little bit, I'll dream about it.

If we hadn't met Camus - if Camus hadn't advised us to do street business, I wonder what kind of upside it would have been.

First of all, if I hadn't done business, I wouldn't have let the Parents' Council take my turn.

While worried about his bad luck with Diga and Dodd, he did not have a chance to face Yamil or Tay-Sung et al., and the Sung family will remain in the woodside as a chieftaincy muscle, acting as a guide to the Chamber of Commerce -

After all, would Zazz-Sung have ordered Tay-Sung from the hospital bed to rob the load?

If I had ordered, one Tay-Sung would have been captured.

How would Tay-Sung have behaved if that had happened?

In the hope of the doom of the Sung family, will they charge that it was an order of Zazz-Sun? And they attacked the Chamber ten years ago with the same M.O.

Probably - if Tay-Sung, I think he would have.

The last time I saw Tay-Sung's tranquil death face, it seemed to me so.

Besides, it's also our last chance to impeach Zazz-Sung without involving Oura and Zwei et al.

If Zazz-Sung could be eliminated independently of the sin that he was vandalizing the grace of the forest, other families might be able to save him. Think of it that way, the formula for Tay-Sung to take Zazz-Sung on the road would be high.

But where that revealed the fact that the previous parents were great sinners and the Sung family was impeached with no qualification as a chieftaincy muscle, would peace be visited by Moribe?

Would the Lew family and the northern clans - Zaza, Dom and Gene, among others - have held hands together as they do now?

I don't think so.

That was the conclusion based on the shocking fact that "everyone in the Sung family was guilty".

If the sinners were only two, Zazz-Sung and Tay-Sung, they might have let son-in-law into the northern clan, for example, around Diga, to give him his name as a new chiefdom.

If Donda-Lou had dissatisfied it and taken the sword - the people by the woods might have perished.

"Asta - are you mad?

And the worrying voice of Camus sounds.

In front of Kopokopo and the boiling iron pan, I finally got me back.

"I'm not mad at you. As a person on the side of the capital, Camus must have tried to make the most of his convenience. I think that's understandable. But..."

"For the people of the woods, a liar like me must be unforgivable."

Camua blushes his elongated jaw with a conspicuous beard.

"Well, I don't mind if I hate myself. Even if you hate me like a snake scorpion, my love for the folks by the woods doesn't even loosen up. But that leads me directly to my suspicion for Genos, which is extremely troubling. If I were a folk by the woods who would be clean and brave, I would dump the Morga woods and move to another one! I don't know what to say."

"... were you listening again?

"I didn't! Are you sure that's what happened? Shit.... Besides, the Chiefs have already faced each other many times with those cycleuses. Then all the scepticism about the castle will be solicited."

I still don't know the Cycleus.

Was the man really completely irrelevant to this one case?

"Um, I'd like to have one for you. Earlier, you said that softening up Cycleus's responsibilities and uncovering the Sung family's sins would only baffle the people around you, right? Then why did you leave Cycleus alone and try to hunt down the Sung family with such a rough operation?

"Yeah? Well, to uncover the sins of Cycleus, it was necessary to uncover the sins of his accomplice, the Sung family."

"... Yes?

I think I've heard something terrible right now.

"Oh, I didn't tell you that story yet," Camua-Josh put his head on.

"No, you don't have proof, do you? It's just that there were about two or three political opponents for Cycleus among those who were allegedly harmed by the forest people. On the face of it, the robbers have harmed us, and they're all over ten years old, so we haven't gotten to the point where we can prove it."

"Sooo..."

"And there is a verse about a rural daughter who was sold to a slave trader. Besides, it was a case of the Chamber of Commerce ten years ago. It would not have been possible for the forest people alone to replace the treasures taken from the Chamber of Commerce with copper coins. Well, wouldn't it be more natural to think that there was a human collaborator in the capital?

"If you know that much, how can you not plead guilty to the man!?

"So there's no proof. That's why we wanted to catch a murderer named Zazz-Sung alive sooner than Cycleus at any cost.... Unfortunately, he just threw up the curse and didn't speak any of the words we asked for, but hey"

…………

"But instead, Zazz-Sung only revealed to me that he 'attacked the Chamber even ten years ago' in front of the town's inhabitants. Melfried said we're going to have to hunt down Cycleus from this point forward."

"... now you reveal the sins of Cycleus?

"Of course. As long as there's a sin there, Melfried will stir up a sword. … and if the capital's rapists are opponents, I can work with them without worries."

That's what I said, Camua laughed like a Cheshire cat.

Really - I don't know what kind of man he is, this guy.

I look back at the eye-fa observing Camus.

"Hey, Ai-Fa. What do you think of Camus?

"Hmm?"

"Do you want to scold me for being a despicable big liar who has been cheating on us for decades and hence putting Dari-Sauti and the others in dangerous eyes?

"No, you know, that kind of story is without me..."

"Stick around, I don't hold such thoughts," Ai-Fa whispered Camus' words in a calm voice.

"We knew from the beginning that this man would not be trusted, and as for the men of Sauti - he would have just tried to fulfill his job as a hunter in front of Gibba. I think it's the gibberish killers who should hate you."

"Hmm. But maybe the Camuans turned down the reinforcement of the Sauti family escort to capture Zazz-Sung and the others with their own hands, huh? Combined with that, you're pretty despicable, aren't you?

"No, you know, so..."

"Still, I guess I couldn't have told you the circumstances. If you try these guys, you won't even know what kind of blood Sautti is. The suspicion that it may be connected to the Sung family in the back will not be abandoned, and even if protected by a dozen hunters, the murderers may give up their raids. … it was all about wanting to capture the murderers"

I convinced him to put my gaze back on Camus.

"As the people of the castle are not a single rock, there are also people by the forest who think differently. Whatever, if you want to stay on edge, don't you have to do your best to discuss it?

"... Discuss? Who and who?

"It's us and you guys. The people of the woods and the people of the castle.... Kamua-Josh, you say you don't mind if the people by the woods hate you, and that Mitsuhito Melfried is also unwilling to claim his legitimacy. And neither did the people of the woods pay any attention to the people of the towns and castles. You can't possibly tie the right edge in a situation like this, can you?

"Hmm?", Camua tilts her neck.

I told him, staring directly in the face.

"To begin with, you should speak with the forest chiefs in a broken stomach. If I can build a minimum of trust with that, will you pull out a favorite named Melfried on the occasion of your scheduled meeting with Cycleus in a few days?

"Get Mel Fried? On the occasion of a meeting? Asta, don't be ridiculous! Melfried's in the middle of sharpening his knife to expose Cycleus' old evil, isn't he?

"Maybe that's true, but the people by the woods already know that this trade union was fake, and about the incident ten years ago. Even on the occasion of the talks, we will not be able to fail to mention those two points.... so if there wasn't a Camus or a Melfrid on the spot, wouldn't we be able to talk about anything?

"Oh, my God! Asta's not saying I should be there, or anything like that, is she?

"Did it sound like you didn't say that?... There was an adage in my hometown that silence would be gold. I just keep my mouth shut. Then sometimes I'm sorry. If you really want to get an understanding, I think we should exchange words."

Just hoping you believe me, some thoughts don't arrive.

There are moods that can't be conveyed without revealing their true intentions.

Maybe that's - that's what I learned yesterday, through Tay-Sung's actions.

The people of the woodland rewarded it with a voice of anger against Tay-Sung, who insisted on the correctness of the Sung family as if it were a Zazz-Sun spokesperson. Not only me, but the people of Ai-Fa and Rudd-Lou and Rau-Ray and Sin-Lu and - the borough of the woods - slapped their hearts and thoughts on Tae-Sung.

As a result, the people of the town were to hear the people by the woods.

It was probably the first time they knew what the people of the woods were thinking and how they lived.

After Tay-Sung's remains were transported and given freedom by the soldiers, we were to be led to Dora's father.

"I'm sorry......" your father cried all the time.

Tara was followed, too, and she cried all the time.

At first I didn't know what it meant, but after a while I calmed down, Dora's father told me as he squeezed his sobbing eyes.

I didn't know the people of the woods lived like that.

We weren't thankful enough yet.

Before I met Asta and the others, I was ashamed of myself for despising the people by the woods.

To sum up, that's what it looked like.

The people by the woods will not lay their hands on the fruits of the woods until they starve to death - the fact seems to have beaten Dora's father.

To protect the western fields, the people by the woods were forced to live there.

It must have been an irresistible story for your father, who is actually plowing that field.

After that, we couldn't just continue to do the stall business, but we were only going to go home to do the planting work at the Great Tree Pavilion in the South. The day after dawn - I mean, today, I went down to the rough lodging town, and the town had a peaceful air back.

Of course, not all of the people of the west welcomed me with a smile. Though I still often found dark, confusing and fearful expressions there. Still, something was changing.

Different, elusive subtle changes even before the incident - as if we were looking firmly at the people by the woods and trying to find some kind of answer there - it wasn't just feelings of discrimination or fear or exclusivity, but a different kind of look was meant to be directed at us.

What are these people really like? - Silently, I've always felt comfortable being asked that way.

The people of the town found out how prepared the people by the woods were to encourage the hunter's work.

And the folks by the woods found out how evil imitations their own countrymen used to terrorize the people of the town.

I guess it's from here - and I think.

Can the people of the woodland and the people of the lodging town understand each other in a true sense? Is it possible to connect the exchanges as a good neighbor, albeit too remote a species? I guess we could finally be at the starting point to make sure of that.

Then both the people of the castle should make an effort to stand at that starting point.

You can always give up. Then before we do that, I think we should squeeze as much power as possible and aim for mutual understanding.

At the end of the day, if it turns out to be really incompatible, it's inevitable to set it apart.

Until then, however difficult the road may be, we should push.

To not waste the death of Tay-Sung, who behaved and perished as an evil rebel until the end of his life.

"... asta"

"Yeah?"

Looking back, Ai-Fa was twisting me with a disturbing side.

"When can we have dinner? I'm so hungry."

"Oh, I'm sorry. All I have to do is bake you a hamburger."

Ai-Fa raised her right hand subtly and covered her mouth.

You're hiding a mouth that sounds like a hamburger to me, I guess.

"Then it's time for me to say hey. Let's make a suggestion from Asta a homework assignment. Sorry to bother you at work."

Camus gets up fluttered.

Getting ready to bake a hamburger, I said, "Huh?," he looked back at you.

"Aren't you going to eat the camouflage? I'm ready for three."

"Yeah? Are you inviting me to dinner? In this situation?

"'Cause they asked me to come at this hour, so I thought that was exactly what I was going to do."

"Exactly, I can't get that far either..."

"So you're leaving?

"No! If I can be sweet, I want to be sweet!

After proclaiming it with great difficulty, Camua narrowed her eyes.

"Sounds like Asta's had a lot of trouble in the last few days. When we first met, we were no longer together."

"Is that right? Well, I can't even open my eyes if this is all I've ever seen and not grown at all"

That's how I respond, staring back into Camus' purple eyes in strange shades.

"From the beginning of number one, you mean the most important person for us was you, right, Camua-Josh?"

"Huh? What now? I'm nothing but a windmill, am I?

"Still, if we had had a more intimate relationship with you, we might never have gotten this far. I was going to try to keep an unmistakable distance with me, but if I could trust you from the bottom of my heart - and if I tried to be trusted by you too, wouldn't I have had less blood flowing?

"Oh, I have a great deal of trust in Asta, though?

"Then why didn't you reveal who that business association was? Why didn't you tell me about the misfortunes within Milan-Math or Leite? If you'd told me so well, at least the sawty men wouldn't have bled in vain, would they?

To my words, Camua keeps saying "hmm" rarely.

"But that must have been the only way for Camus to do it. Even I barely revealed the facts of the Sung family, so that's mutual. But..."

However, if only a few more steps had been taken and the knowledge had been explored, they might have found the means to accuse Zazz-Sung alone.

That's all I'm gonna regret.

"... the remains of Tay-Sung were allowed to be buried by the woods, right?

And Camua mentioned that to the lid.

With a slightly drooling eye narrowed and a badly clear light in its eyes.

"Yes. It was buried on the edge of the woods at the hands of people who were once family members.... what is that?

"No, nothing. I wonder how happier it would be to be buried as a sinner in the stone capital,"

"Camua. To build more trust than ever, you think silence is not the spirit of gold, you should honestly tell them what you think, right?... So let me get this straight, I'm not good with your eyes like I see through anything."

Camua shrugged her shoulders under her long cape with the same eye.

"That's a terrible word. I don't know anything about a thousand eyes, do I?

"Anyway, the folks at Moribe and Castle Genos should also need to speak with a crack in the belly. Is it possible to pull a person named Melfried on the occasion of a meeting?

"It's hard to say it's an easy story. Still, I'll try to squeeze my strength. For the friendship between Moribe and Genos."

That said, Camua smiled less.

In the meantime, I'm pulled off my sleeve when it's hard to i-fa.

Hanba-guk was still there, and his eyes were telling the truth.

Still thinking about the woodland and the end of Genos, I decided to finish preparing dinner for a neat man who could be dear parents and dear friends.