Isekai Ryouridou

That's how we exchanged work at the Xuanrong Pavilion, and now we're headed to the Great Tree Pavilion in the South.

The Xuanrong Pavilion is situated in the middle of what should also be called a residential area, a short distance from the stone streets. Thus, for a while, we will continue on a narrow, integrated street.

The time is right when it is only an hour past Jomtien.

At this hour, it seems that many of the people are out working in stores along the streets or on farms in the south, with few people on the streets.

"Hey, it's been a big day. The new dedication was well received, the cheese was available, and they were supposed to sell Giva's meat, and I have nothing to say."

I can't shake much in front of Vina-Lou, who's still not well.

Still, I couldn't help but whisper to Ai-Fa.

"Totally cool story though. But do we have to finish the dish that we sell to that store?

"Yeah, but thanks to Gilru, I can shorten the time I spend going to Accommodation Town, and now if I can let Raina-Lou and the others do the 'Gibba Burger' planting, I'll have a lot of time. I'll see what I can do."

"... so I can eat that red fruit dish again"

"No, that's why I said I make spiciness for what I serve to Ey-Fa"

"Being so distracted is something that pisses me off."

And, at an angle unseen to the Sin-Lu's, Ai-Fa puts his lips together.

"Don't be so rude. Between the tastings, I'll make 'Cheese Giva Berg' too."

"... don't think you can always get in my mood, etc. if you bring that up?

"Yeah, but you're happy, aren't you?

I got kicked in the leg.

I'll restrain myself if I don't float too much.

(Whatever you say, Nail is a special person. Born even in the kingdom of the west, the way of thinking may be close to the people of the east. Everyone wouldn't be very receptive to the presence of giva meat that way)

But I think this is a big step.

Even Naudis from "The Great Tree Pavilion in the South" may eventually feel like cooking his own giva meat, and he has the prospect of connecting himself with "The Westwind Pavilion". Plus, if you pack up the story with Milan-Math, you might be able to serve food at the Kimmus Tail Pavilion.

I didn't even feel obstructed a few days ago, but isn't it a big leap forward in one day today?

This is the time not to rush, we should work on it carefully - but nature and footing should also be lighter.

(Since today is the fourth day of the fourth term, is there six days left to complete the contract for the stall? Let me free up for about two days this time, I think I'll immerse him in the culinary research)

I can only think of that when I say it's my first holiday in over twenty days. Was it also a work holic for me?

and - I was walking while secretly letting my mind float, and suddenly I got my right arm grabbed by Ai-Fa.

They stop walking without a response, and the Vina-Loux who were walking behind them are also forced to stop.

Before asking what happened, I thought the reason and the person appeared from where they were going.

"Asta, it's an odd encounter. Why are you in a place like this?

It's a lot to follow, the West word.

The person revealed a long chestnut-colored hair and a pitch-black surface with a smile on his face, peeling off the hood of his skin.

He visited the stall yesterday, in San Jura.

"Oh, thank you. That's a real odd encounter. We're on our way home from work."

"Is this the kind of place, the job?

Sanjula approaches with a fling.

I-Fa seems oddly wary, but he has the same soft smile as he did yesterday.

"Yes. You can also take on the task of cooking at the inn. We're going to another inn again."

"Inn.... Could it be" Xuanrong Pavilion "?

"Huh? Yes, you're right"

"I knew it. That's why you were serving the Giva meat dish."

I narrow my pale eyes of color and smile even more.

What an attractive smile.

"Oh, maybe Sanjula's staying at the Xuanrong Pavilion, too?

"Yes. I grew up in the West Kingdom, but I like the East food. So I always choose an inn for the people of the east"

Indeed, except for the one point of not hiding emotional movements, it is Sanjula, which can only be seen by the Sims from anywhere. It would be an ultra-natural story that he is such a guest of The Xuanrong Pavilion.

(East and west mixed, huh? I wonder if this guy has any complicated origins, too)

I'm not cautious about Sanjula.

But still, I felt strange air from him.

Somehow, it seems unusual - I'm feeling something like a suction that can't be bare, different from both the charm like Schmiral and the frigidity like Camus.

(... well, maybe it's just that it's rare to move a look even though it's a Sim look)

Whatever it was, it was an extremely favorable emotion that was being induced.

So I decided to say goodbye with a smile on my face.

"Well, then, I have work to do. If you have any luck, I'll see you..."

"Wait. Don't move on your own, Asta," Ai-Fa pulls my arm again.

Looking back, I was surprised.

Ai-Fa's blue eyes were burning the hunter's fire.

"Duh, what's going on? Nothing. This guy wouldn't be doing anything, would he?

"The man has nothing to do with it. Someone is looking at us again."

Ai-Fa was low and told to whisper.

"It's the same gaze as yesterday, like a poison needle. There are no other humans here, so we might be able to follow the signs. You look like a stranger and never mess up the signs, do you?

I looked around with only my eyes.

There are no signs of people, and I don't see any other people besides us.

Sanjula was leaning her neck slightly bewildered.

"What's wrong? I don't feel anything."

"I'm sorry, but let's keep it quiet for a while," he said, shrugging aside, and Ai-Fa looked more at Sin-Lu.

Sin-Luu nods and advances to the side of the subtle Ai-Fa.

"What do you say? Do you feel that?

"Faint.... but it's a faint sign like a hunter who lurked his breath"

"Mm-hmm. I don't think I can kill the signs so far to the people in town... but for now, you're in the right hand direction"

So Ai-Fa looked at Sanjula once more, and whispered again.

"I want to protect Asta and Luu's eldest sister on this occasion. If I catch a sign, can I ask you afterwards? If you don't say goodbye, you might end up in a dangerous position."

"I understand.... on the right hand side, you're forward. Then isn't it between that house and the house?

"Maybe so. Walk a little closer."

That being said, Ai-Fa now saw Sanjula clearly.

"The people of the east - you weren't. Anyway, I need to ask you something."

"Yes. What is it?

"I want you to walk away from this place quickly. But if you have nothing to do with the Lord of these signs,"

Sanjula, after all, just lowered her eyebrows in confusion.

"I don't know. But, Asta, you're going to work, right? Then I'll walk away."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Um, don't worry about it, okay?

I had no idea what was going on myself, so I could only be vaguely vague like that.

Sanjula turns on her skin hood with a cool smile at the end.

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the stall. I'm just about to eat Asta's food."

"Oh, did you! Thank you for your purchase"

"Yes. Tomorrow, I'll ask for it sooner"

So Sanjula, I'm sure intentionally, took a little detour to stay away from Ai-Fa and Sin-Lu and walked away to the path we had followed - the "Xuanrong Pavilion".

"All right, let's go. Lew's eldest sister to Asta, walk and turn subtly to our left hand side. It's enough to move before you reach the side roads you see over there, so it never moves unnaturally, okay?

While concealing the hunter's gaze half-eyed, Ai-Fa took the initiative and began walking.

With the exception of its noisy eyes, it behaved as usual.

Really - did someone start spying on us again?

(What the hell is that? Since yesterday morning, the timing is subtle. If Cycleus breathed, I think he'd at least start moving after the talks...)

My heart rate goes up on the murmur.

I moved my stiff-looking legs so hard that I made a slight correction to the left-hand side of I-Fa.

To the side road on the right hand side, there are no more five meters left.

If you notice, Sin-Luu was moving to the right side of Ai-Fa, and Vina-Lu was walking right behind me.

As always, it's not popular. Oh and even though it's long enough to walk out onto the main street on the surface in a few more minutes, it's quiet like ghosttown around.

I guess it's not a wealthy neighborhood. Houses lined up neatly also had many wooden bungalows that were not significantly different from forestside settlements.

Sideways stretching thin in outfits that fit into those houses - when it was that bad, Sin-Luu kicked the ground in the fudge.

That figure, now normally walking until now, disappears from sight, momentarily.

Sin-Lu was sweeping the hunter's clothes and walking into the back of the sidewalk.

"Ah!" I scream unexpectedly.

A stone crush emanating from the shadow of the house struck Sin-Lu with tremendous momentum.

But Sin-Lu succeeded in doing that assault by leaning his neck slightly while advancing at the same speed.

And that stone crushing that flew up to us is bounced back with a sheathed machete flashed by Ai-Fa.

At the same time, a small figure popped out of the shadow of the house.

Turn your back on Sin-Lu and try to run to the back of the road.

You look like a child, wrapped in a cloak of fur different from Giva's.

"Wait!" he said with a sharp voice, and Sin-Lu put his hand on the shoulder of that enigmatic figure.

At that moment, Sin-Lu's body floated up flutterly.

I don't know what happened.

However, when I noticed, Sin-Luu's body had been pounding from his back to the ground with a big spin in the void.

Sin-Lu groans low and the Raiders turn back towards us.

I don't know the face.

He was leaning deeply on the hood of his cloak, like a Sim.

Tall, small. It would be about smaller than Ai-Fa or Sin-Lu.

It wraps around a cloak of yellowbrown fur with spots like leopards, underneath which he appears to be wearing crude cloth.

Is the skin color-- is it ivory? It is thinly dirty on top that it is well burned in the sun and I am not sure. but at least it didn't seem to be Sims or Jagals.

The little raider compares Sin-Lu, who groans on the ground, to us standing about five or six meters away.

And - well, he reached for his hips.

Well, a small, half-moon knife was lowered on her waist, as if she were a child or a girl.

"Stop it!," said Ai-Fa, softening the mood for tearing.

"Pulling out a knife in town should be contraindicated! Why are you after us!?

Screaming, Ai-Fa also turns back his knife, which remains wrapped in a leather sheath.

And as he glanced at the raider, Ai-Fa snapped at us, "Never get off my back," he said.

The raiders seemed to have fixed their gaze on us with their hands on the half-moon knife pattern.

At its feet, Sin-Lu tries to wake herself up with her hands in agony.

At that moment, the raider kicked Sin-Lu in the face with his little leg.

The red thing splashes, and Sin-Lu falls to the ground again.

"I'm telling you not to! If you're going to turn your sword against the people of the woods, I'll turn you in!

It was an eye-fa-la-la-la-la-la-la thing.

But you can't save Sin-Lu without saying so, I guess you decided. At this distance, it's faster for an assailant to wave down a sword than for an eye-fa to rush up.

The raider shook his neck to get lost.

Should I keep my back turned and run away?

Should I stab the enemy at my feet?

should we also defeat the other enemy who is gaining momentum?

That's how you might be lost.

After a few seconds of silence with extremely noisy signs - the raiders chose a third path.

He came running over to us, to Ai-Fa.

"Stay down!

Don't yell at us in the rear, I'm falling back too.

stuffed a few meters away in an instant, the raider pulled the half-moon knife out of his sheath,

That's how the raiders jumped with an odd voice - Ai-Fa also wielded a machete.

But neither sword touched your body.

On the verge of doing so, the assailant disappeared.

I couldn't understand instantly, either, watching in front of me.

A small raider disappeared from sight, and instead, a long figure with a long cloak appeared there.

That person, dressed down with a long knife that fits into the leather sheath, just like Ey-Fa, is showing us the side - whoever it is, it was Sanjula.

"Extra imitation, sorry. I was curious, so I turned back."

Speaking in a calm voice, straighten out the position you were on your mid back.

The long knife wrapped in a leather sheath was gripped with one left arm.

"Are you hurt, sir? Probably not dangerous anymore."

I hack and gaze at my left hand side.

I was watching you better than I was watching you.

The raider, repelled by Sanjula, who jumped from side to side, hovered around on the ground, holding him around his left shoulder.

Sanjula steps forward about three steps and steps on the body of a half-moon knife that was falling to the ground.

"... help and thank you"

The knife remained carefully covered, and Ai-Fa said so low.

Sanjula smiles "No" as she looks down at the distressed raider.

"I am a policeman, a protector, a chief of the people. Guards, let's hand it over."

And Sanjula fluttered and flashed the sword of his hand.

The tip of the knife plays the hood worn by a violent and mad raider, exposing its face.

Really, a bright red popped into my eyes.

The attacker had crimson hair that Lara-Lew could not beat.

"Resist, do not. Are you a burglar?

Sanjula calms down.

At that moment, the guy, who was nodding to the ground, woke himself up violently holding down his left shoulder.

"Don't kid me! You're gonna call me a burglar!?

Still young - much more childish than expected, it was a boy's voice.

But the awesomeness of its shape was not much in parallel.

The flaming red hair hangs down to the cheeks. From that gap, yellow eyes burn like beasts.

In addition, it is the temporal shape of the carnivore of the whole cat family by carving wrinkles of anger around the eyebrows and stripping out white teeth. As unimaginable as the original face was, its face had been drawn and distorted by anger and hatred.

"Sims... if you're going to call me a wildling, I'll clean you up first...?

"Draw a sword in the town and strike a people without sin. Robbers, if not, what is it?

Only calmly, Sanjula looked around from top to bottom at the appearance of a small raider who didn't even fit the gentle words - such as the boy.

"But what it looks like - well, it looks more like a Masala hunter than a burglar"

"The hunter?", Ey-Fa reacts slightly.

The angry boy's eyes were immediately directed towards Ey-Fa.

"You filthy woodland people... I will never forgive you"

"What is it? If there's a grudge, let me hear it. If I can point a knife at you, I have nothing else to respond to."

"Ugh!," the boy shook his right arm off to the lid.

Silver flashes tear the atmosphere apart and Ai-Fa and Sanjula rip off their swords at the same time.

Bounced by two knives, a small throwing knife fell to the ground.

Both are tremendous reflexes.

But the boy's purpose had been achieved.

Sanjula moved her posture to wave the knife, and she quickly took the half-moon knife that the boy was trampled on.

You, too, were beastly agile.

"I will surely reward you! In the name of Zida, son of Red Beard Gollum!

"What?" asked Ai-Fa, by then the boy had already flipped himself.

For a moment, Sanjula, who showed a bare gesture of chasing him, also sighs and puts the knife back on her hips.

"Feet, that's fast. I can't catch up."

Ai-Fa has a tongue-in-cheek look and still puts the knife back on her hips.

If I = fa's leg strength, did you catch up, or couldn't you just leave us alone? Whatever it was, the boy in the yellow-brown cape was invisible all over the building.

"What's the Redbeard Gollum... hey, Ai-Fa, that's the name of the bandit's party leader we talked about yesterday, right?

Gollum, the party leader of the bandits "Red Beard Party" - Camus, he certainly should have said that.

And to search for his companion and son, he took a hunter from the woods and traveled outside Genos.

"Oh my God. Have you gone wrong with the Camuans? Look, in this case..."

"Don't disturb me. Sin-Lu's hand will be first."

I was struck by Ey-Fa with a strong eye.

Then, his eyes glimpse Sanjula.

"Again, were you a burglar? It's rare to show up during the day, in town."

Sanjula is smiling swallowingly.

My first impression that the nerves were thick or something, and that they seemed irrelevant to the rough stuff, seemed to have to be corrected here.

"But the shoulder bones, I had the feeling of crushing. For a while, bad, you won't be able to. Guards, offer, I think."

"... Yes. Thank you," he said, responding, "I guess that's all I can do. I want to sigh.

The wife and son of Red Beard Gollum are important witnesses to Camus' search.

Moreover, the guard of the town was just a member of the militia and the other members of which Cycleus' real brother is the chief.

We need to capture as many boys as we did earlier than the guards.

(You don't forgive the people by the woods, does that mean, after all, that their father was cut off by being dressed in wet clothes? Then - I guess I'll just have to let them hear the truth as it is)

On top of that, if that boy keeps resenting the people by the woods - then I can only think about it then.

I sigh that things are getting more and more complicated, and I drink it under my belly.

This is also a test that the people of the woods must overcome.

It was the people of the woods who were unable to disprove it as chiefs, even though it was Zazz-Sung who suffered the evil deeds. Not everyone, like Milan-Math and the Late Boy, thinks that the sins of the people by the woods were redeemed with the death of Zazz-Sun.

(I can't believe a child smaller than me like that would resent someone so deeply - that's something that should never happen, after all)

Please, I want you to show up again. That's how I want you to exchange words with the Donda-Lou guys who became the new chiefs - staring at the end of the street where the red-haired boy ran away, I snapped like that in my heart.