Isekai Ryouridou

The day after dawn, the third day of the white moon.

I didn't feel safe that morning either.

Moreover, on that day, we were to celebrate an unusual noise before we went down to Inn Town.

"Mm... that's Totos' footsteps"

That's how I-Fa said it was in the middle of finishing the whole morning job and loading the luggage into the car.

On the day Ai-Fa doesn't go down to town, the Rudd-Roo's on Rudd-Roo are stepping in to pick him up. but there should still have been a half-minute respite for departure.

"I wonder if something happened at the Lew house. I hope it's not bad news."

To my words, I - Fa shakes his head to the side.

"The footsteps are heard from the northern direction. Rudd-Lou et al."

"The north direction?

There are five houses that own Totos in a forest side settlement.

It is the chieftaincy muscle of Luu, Zaza, and Sauti, and the facial rash of Fa, Ray.

The only one of them that had a house north of Fa's was Zaza's house.

So it was still the men of Zaza who showed up from the shadows of the woods, rushing through refreshment and tototoss.

"What's the matter with you? Is that some kind of emergency?

On the horse - not the horse - of Totos, who paused in front of him, Ai-Fa calls without fear.

But I was just a little wary.

The tototos was pulled from a small van with no front, and there were two men in it.

Paired with the driver, three men - the brave hunters of Zaza, wearing the fur of Giva with their heads from their heads.

Whenever they saw it, they were haunted by how majestic and fiercer the air was than the other hunters.

"Haven't you been down to Inn Town yet? I'll tell you what, too."

One of the men comes down from the luggage car, saying in a grunting voice.

It was Graph-Zaza, the head of the Zaza family and the head of the three tribes by the woods.

I still wear Giva fur, so I don't really know her face.

But this giant and intimidating feeling is no less than Donda-Lou's.

"Actually, it looks like someone snuck into Zaza's settlement last night."

"What?"

"It was about the nightfall when everyone was asleep. So it was the night shifts who watched the sinners.... the intruder appears to have appeared around the house where the sinners are being captured"

Sinners - it is about Zulo-Sung and Diga and Dodd.

Diga and Dodd were to be treated as sinners again for fleeing the Dom family settlement. But for once, he left Zazz-Sung of his own free will and told us of the danger, so he has not been charged with death.

Instead, he said, while fully closely monitored for an entire day, he was forced during the day to engage in restoration work for burned down Dom's house and locked in the same house as Zuro-Sung at night. In other words, he's on probation.

"... no way, Zuro-Sung has been figured out, right?

Around the corner, I'll look at your mouth too.

Cycleus has been making disgraceful accusations that the people of the woodland deliberately fled Zazz-Sung and others and that they also intend to let Zulo-Sung escape. If Zulo-Sung is turned away at this time, the forest people will finally be pushed into an undeniable position to deny the suspicion.

"Don't underestimate us, Asta in Fa's house," said Graf-Zaza, burning no less glare than Giva's in the shadow of Giva's upper jaw.

"It's true that Gene's house let Zazz-Sung go, and Dom's house let Tay-Sung and others go. That is a major failure, no matter how blameworthy it may be. But we are not foolish enough to repeat the same lapse"

To this end, Graf-Zaza borrowed the Darm-Lu's from the Lu family as a reinforcement to his watch.

The fact that the northern clan, which is somewhat closed and somewhat of a majestic temperament, wishes Donda-Lou for help, may now seem rather thought-provoking.

Well, rather than thinking about it, I may be disgusted by the situation that if I break a lot of hands on watches and such, I can't even get a hunter's job, so I just said that I relied on the Lew family, which is in a period of rest. Whatever it is, it's a huge change, considering the times when we were hostile as family members of the Sung family.

"The intruders fled without exchanging anything when they understood the signs. It's a shame you couldn't capture it - but then the problem happened."

"Problem?"

"The great sinner Zulo-Sung has lost me. They must be the men of the castle right now, so please don't turn yourself over to Castle Genos, and if you're guilty of death, rip your head off right now."

"Well, what does that mean?

"... he must have been blown in some weird cowardice. If handed over to the castle, I don't know what kind of eyes I'll fit. Then, at the end of the day, you want to return your soul to the forest as a forest people, and you cry like that."

You remembered the situation, Graf-Zaza distorted his beard face uncomfortably.

"I don't have to wonder what you want now - but we used to refer to that man as a chief until now. There have been many occasions when he bites his teeth that he is an impudent man, but he has nevertheless flourished as a chief of the family. I wonder if it was our sin because that is how we could not realise the sin of that man while being beside him more than any other people"

"Well, that's not why we should cut Zouro-Sung what he wants, is it?

Then, after all, Cycleus' request is to be bladed head-on.

Graf-Zaza said to do so, burning those eyes so hard.

"I know I shouldn't, That's why I thought we should hurry up and tell Donda-Lou and Dari-Sauti as well. It's hard for me to set anything down by myself."

Maybe Graf-Zaza wants to make Zulo-Sung's wish come true, you think?

Um, if Zuro-Sung, which should also be a symbol of the Sung family's decadence, makes me cry about wanting to die as a forest folk, etc. - even I, for one, get my mind moved less. If Graph-Zaza was once a family member, the complexity of that mood wouldn't be my ratio.

I once again stared at Graph-Zaza from the front and tried to recognize him as one individual.

He is about the same giant as Donda-Lou.

No, horizontal widths and the like are more than Donda-Lou, and maybe as tall as they are a little beaten.

Is my age - still about the same as Donda-Lou? A brown, wrinkly mustache covers the lower half of the square face, with deep wrinkles carved into the slightly peeking, smooth-leather skin.

(... but Zuro-Sung was about that age, too. Maybe a little younger)

It also reminds me of Zuro-Sung crushed like a toad.

It's a little hard to imagine, but neither Zulo-Sung nor Graf-Zaza looked like this from the moment they were born into the world.

He was raw by the woods as an infamous baby like Kota-Lu, and while spending time in each house, one was corrupted as such and the other grew up to be such a great hunter.

Two too polar - but they were supposed to be blood-tied family patterns, like Donda-Lou and Dan-Lutim, Ziza-Lou and Gazran-Lutim.

(If you are a family member, you may have had an interaction from a very young age. What the hell would it feel like to be betrayed by someone like that)

It was Graph-Zaza who claimed that everyone in the Sung main house should be condemned to death when a major crime was discovered that he was vandalizing the grace of the forest.

It must have been the anger of being betrayed by a trusted opponent, and the ruthlessness of the forestside people who weigh the code down - but even this beast, the big man, is a human being.

What the hell kind of emotions were snapping behind that heart-filled rage?

Such a thing was even hard for me, a young man, to imagine.

"... where are Fou and Baim's houses? The three chiefs will gather, so they'll have to call them."

Graf-Zaza turned to Ai-Fa as he seemed to shrug my gaze.

"The house of Fou is a settlement that is first in front of us by taking its path south. I don't know Baym's house, so I want you to ask Fow's parents."

"Okay. You got in the way."

I stopped trying to get back in the luggage truck, and now I look back at me.

"- That's right. That's where the din women stopped me now."

"Are you the women of the Din family?

"That's right. He named himself Jas-din, the parent's sister.... the women named Jas-din have been asking if it is really hard for the din family to help with the business of Fa's house"

Two days ago, the scene comes back to the back of my brain.

There was a figure of Jas-din staring at Tour-din with the light of mercy also in his very strict eyes.

"Zaza's house is not good for the deeds of Fa's house. But isn't it necessary to bond deeper to know the inner details in order to determine whether or not the deeds of Fa's house are right? Would you please let the Din family, the family of Zaza, set up the house closest to Fa's house - the women of Jas-Din said so?"

"Really?... Jas-din said such a thing..."

"Meanwhile, Dari-Sautti is going to have to try Asta's dish at Fa's house once more. More than that, first of all, should we squeeze our strength to do something about that man named Cycleus?

Abandoning him with a voice that seemed to be at the extreme of his displeasure, Graf-Zaza put his foot on the carrier.

"Graf-Zaza, so Jas-din's offer -"

"I can't decide the story about my family by myself. We will need to gather all the parents of the seven families headed by Zaza to discuss it with each other. … it's troublesome in this busy fold"

At the end of the day, the beast's eyes glimpse at me.

"Whatever, you messed up the Forestside lesson so much, we have a responsibility to prove our correctness. Don't be too lazy, Ai-Fa on Asta at Fa's house.... Bye."

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Rudd-Lou and the others who accompany me to the lodging town were to pass on Graf-Zaza's words from my mouth.

"Hmm. I wonder if that Zuro-Sung means he could have regained his pride as a forest folk at the end of the day too.... well, maybe he's just scared of the castle people."

After finishing the first rush in the morning and finally being able to have a conversation, Rudd-Lou, standing instead of the stall, said so with what an evil looking face he stood on.

On the day Ai-Fa doesn't go down to town, Rudd-Lou is thus set to be at the forefront.

"I don't know, if I cut Zulo-Sung off on my own, they're going to complain about something to do with the castle people again. My dads are in trouble, too."

"Yeah, and for what purpose did those people sneak into Zaza's settlement? Were you going to let Zulo-Sung go wild and give the folks faults by the woods again, or were you trying to harm Zulo-Sung with a mouth seal or something - I don't think Zida will make it to Zulo-Sung's presence yesterday today, so it's natural to think of it as the work of Cycleus, after all?

"You don't know I asked you! Oh, I don't know. I think I'm going to have a headache."

That being said, Rudd-Lou snapped his head around to shake it.

Last night, Dora's father's farm was attacked, and yesterday during the day, Milan-Math's daughter was about to be elusive. And last night, he was finally an intruder by the woods. This naturally induces headaches even if it is not Rudd-Lou.

To put it further, three days ago, Zida's raid was also under way.

And does that mean - that we, who are down to the lodging town, and the officials of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, and Zulo-Sung, who are under house arrest in the settlement of Zaza, and the raiders showed up in all three places where they had their escorts?

I don't even know what to be vigilant about, so the precaution to keep only the escorts on for now would mean that all of them have worked.

Moreover, even actual damage occurred on farms that were not vigilant.

I guess that means that this one got annoyed over the worst development I ever assumed.

(Of which, Zida's is the only one whose motives and culprits are clear. Is everything else a Cycleus conspiracy? But what the hell are you repeating this for?

As for Zuro-Sung, it may or may not be a mouth seal.

As far as Milan-Math and Dora's father are concerned, it may or may not be harassment.

The truth was still in the dark.

"There you are. Can I have one?

In Lara-Luu's voice, return to me.

When I realized, a customer of the people of the west stood on the other side of the iron plate.

"Welcome. Your price will be two red copper coins."

"Two red copper coins? It's a lot cheaper to beat and sell.... but you're on a much more recessionary side. Merchants don't expose customers like that."

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said, and I just realized.

A man with yellow-brown skin, a magnificent man - a large, crude cloth cloth, wrapped around the body of a bone, was Michele of Turan, whoever he might be.

"Yes, welcome. Did you come to buy my food?

"I came to the snack stall, so is there any other purpose?

Michelle still looked grumpy today.

However, its face, like a picture-thick old tree, is not stained with alcohol, and it has firm eyes and feet. Originally it was big, so when I stood resolutely like that, I looked as if I was someone else from yesterday's intoxicating appearance.

"That's two red copper coins. One, please."

Chan and the copper coin are placed on the table.

While my mind was disturbed, I let Myrmu grill.

"You're using Myrmu a lot flashy. If you have a bad arm, the strong smell will destroy your taste."

Whether it's unpleasant or what, I still slurp my teeth on the Poitan fabric as I say it in a grumpy way.

There is no change in expression.

I just chew the meat as stubbornly as I can and I don't really try to drink it.

In the meantime, another customer came and had to deal with you, but Michelle finally swallowed the first bite when she just pulled herself away from the stall and that's how the new customer disappeared to receive the product, she said.

"Hmm... I thought maybe you were drunk yesterday and your tongue was getting a little blurry, but for now, you don't seem to need to withdraw your word of advice"

"... did you mind convening it?

When I ask, I get stuck with my unblood-running eyes today.

"Myrmu, fruit liquor, and this is Aria's flavor after all. Are you mixing Aria chopped into the juice beforehand?

"Yes, you're right"

"Hmm. Myrmu, fruit liquor and aria were also used in yesterday's dishes. You're making dishes in this inn town without all sorts of condiments, and you see them as condiments."

Saying, Michelle still only took one bite of 'Meermoo Grill' and quantified it as wandering.

"But this fuwano tastes odd. Nothing bad, but the toothfeel is a lot lighter. Plus, it smells faintly like Gigo."

I was going to wrap my tongue around it again wondering if I could even feel the trace flavor of the gigo mixed with the baked poiton.

"Yeah, that's Poitan, not Fuwano. I do mix the gigo to improve the texture, but this is the first time a customer has noticed it"

"You think it's Poitan? This is it?"

Tell him to be, and take another 'Myrmu Grill'.

"Poitan... I've never eaten anything like that before... is this the way Poitan is eaten in Inn Town these days?

"Come on, what do you think? Maybe there's no other store that cooks Poitan this way. I didn't look into it."

Michelle leaned back and shut up, then quickly annoyed the dish.

And then they find me once again.

"Kid, who are you? At least not out of Genos. In what town did you learn so much technology?

"I was cooking at my father's house. My hometown -- it gets longer when we talk, but it's actually outside this continent."

"Outside the continent? You're a people traveling."

Exactly, Michelle glanced round her eyes, but soon she regained the Buddha's top surface and said it again.

"Fair enough. Keep listening to yesterday's advice. Unless you step into Castle Town, you won't catch his eye."

"Yeah, but cycle--"

"Don't flatter yourself with that name all over town."

Michelle's meaty, thin forehead runs a thick blue muscle.

"Even if he doesn't show up in the lodging town himself, there's plenty of merchants and soldiers wandering around with him. Do not imitate a calamity."

"Excuse me. But his lord is also a companion to the people of the woods. So far, there's no sign that I'm going to be talking about this, but at least my business story should be in Jen's ear."

They didn't even talk about it at all at the last meeting, but during the Sung family's noise before that, they have told the sheikh the order "not to rest on the street business".

To put it further, it is also presumed that no other Cycleus associate circulated information to the Sung family that my business seems to be doing well and making a lot of money.

(... Besides, Deal was mad at you for saying he made fun of Giva's cooking in Castle Town. I don't know if that person was Cycleus himself)

Whatever it is, I guess you were right to leave Dial's suggestion that you want to bring back Giva's dishes to Castle Town.

"You don't have to worry about your reputation in the lodging town or anything. The aristocrats don't think of dishes that can be bought with two red copper coins as cooking. Not to mention you wouldn't admit that Giva's cooking and all that stuff is human eating."

"Really? There are some parts of me that I'm honestly not happy about, but it's a pleasure not to be intrigued by your son."

"Hmm," Michelle withdrew.

"Still, if you've been lucky enough to get your eyes on me, you'll never be able to cook Giva again. Stay away from the castle."

That's all I threw away at the end, and Michelle just walked away.

Lara-Lew, who was silently watching this interaction, said, "What is it, that? You look like a lot of great customers," he blurred.

"That's someone named Michelle from Turan. Everyone would've heard that name when we broke up with Schmiral, wouldn't they?

"Huh? So he's the one who was told to empower the people by the woods?

It was Rudd-Lou who gave him the surprise.

"Nothing. You're a normal father. I don't think he's going to be involved in the end of the forest."

"That's just divination, isn't it? Believe it or not, it's stupid."

That's what they both said, but my feelings were elsewhere.

Of course, I can't even imagine exactly what role Michelle is going to play.

But it wouldn't be a "normal father for nothing".

At least, I didn't think it would be possible to taste the Guigo flavor from the "Myrmu Grilled" grilled poitain, which has an intense flavor for me.

(Man who was a Castle Town cook, or...)

My chest made a fuss about the murmur.

But Michelle's presence involved me and the fate of the people by the woods after a long time had passed.

Before we could celebrate Michelle's encounter, we had to crush the troubles that stood in front of us.