Isekai Ryouridou

A few minutes later, we were sitting back in the Rumlia's Tuttle Pavilion.

The stand-up is nothing, so I happen to be invited to the sitting Zise.

The Rumlia's Tuna Pavilion was located on a side street from the main street.

The building was ancient, but quite large, and likely about the same size as Kimmus's Tail Pavilion.

And the dining room, guided by Giese, was filled with incense-like scents that tickled her nasal cavity. I'm not doing any special treatment, I guess the scent of vanilla flowing from the cook stained the conditioning. A number of aromas were mixed together to make it feel quite unfamiliar, but nothing offensive at all.

In addition, the walls are hung with beautiful tapestries of embroidery, decorated with strangely shaped kettles and bones of gamma and thought beasts. What a strange feeling it was to have a small plate on the wooden table with a number of dried petals layered there.

"That's a very wonderful inn. I didn't know this kind of inn existed in Accommodation Town."

Giese smiled happily as Kukuruel stated so, settling in the dining room seat.

"It's my greatest pleasure to have you say that to the east. Hey. Please wait while I serve you some tea as a sign of your proximity."

"Thank you Sim and Selva for meeting you"

As Giese pulled into the cook, Kukuruel turned to us once again. His countrymen broke up in front of the inn, so there are only four of us and him on this occasion.

"I heard that the people by the woods who are out of the stall are cordial with an inn called" Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, "so I wanted to talk about the rally there. So now that you have been waiting for you, as many of you have come forward, we were eager to speak again."

"Oh, did you? But what can I do for you?

Basically, I have a crush on this guy named Kukuruel. With a deposited but sharp eye, this Mitsujin had an atmosphere of passing with Lyada-Lu, so it seemed very preferable to me.

However, I have been betrayed by Sanjula, who used to be a shadow over Schmiral in the distant past, so I'm even just a few percent alert.

"As I said earlier, I'd like to talk to you about the path you cut to the woods. Before I spoke to the nobles in Castle Town, I wanted to hear from the people of the woods who knew the truth."

"Oh, you weren't in Castle Town yet?

"Yes, because we just arrived in Genos"

Then, soon to heal the fatigue of the long journey, it would mean that he was searching for the people by the woods. Until then, what the hell do you want to hear?

"First of all, I would like to ask...... I heard that only the people of Mahydra were carried with their hard work when cutting through the woodland, is that true?

"Yes, they were paving the way during the rainy season"

"... the people of the west don't get their hands on it, just the people of Mahydra?

"Yeah. Of course, it must have been someone in Genos who was giving instructions, but they're the only ones who had manual labor"

Kukuruel took a small breath, not moving his expression.

"... there should have been a great deal of danger involved in carrying out the work in the Morga Forest, where Giva inhabits, but did it not cause any damage or anything?

"Once, a hungry Gibba showed up at the scene, and you made a lot of noise. Quite a few people got hurt, but fortunately, there didn't seem to be any deaths."

…………

"Oh, it seems that all the guards on the lookout suffered major injuries, and the Mahydra people had to do it with relatively minor injuries. Gibba was also to be exterminated by the hands of the Mahdra men."

Thank you. He was concerned about the safety of the people of the North, so I made him add it that way.

"Really? As for the suggestion that we should clear the way to the woods, I was curious."

"Yeah, well, Morga Forest is a dangerous place."

"But human beings hired with copper coins have a corresponding responsibility. I am heartbroken that the people of the North, who will not be rewarded for any amount of hard work, have been devastated."

Because he is a people of the east, Kukuruel does not move his expression.

But in those black eyes, it did feel like a mindless light dwelt.

"You are a people of the west, so you do not need to worry about anything. I'm just talking about my feelings as a people of the east, so listen to me."

"... for the people of the east, both the people of the west and the people of the north are human beings of the same friend. I am as comfortable with you as I am with people in the east and south, so I think you can understand how it feels if you replace it."

And I was also in an unnecessarily complicated position because I was also associated with the Chiffon-Cher people of the North.

"We had heard beforehand about thanking the people of Mahydra for the work that cleared the way. But I didn't even think to let the people of Mahdra take all the work without hiring the people of the west with copper coins... so I didn't say goodbye and I was to be amazed"

"Yeah. Just during the rainy season their hands were empty, so it seemed convenient for the people of Genos as well. In fact, they're the only ones who've completed the work."

"But I don't think it was all bad. Thanks to this, the people of Mahydra are able to eat delicious food."

And Limi-Luu spoke, as he could not have seen.

Kukuruel looks back.

"Delicious food...... what the hell does that mean? Are you saying that the people of the woods gave Gibba meat?

"No. Using the ingredients that were given to them, we decided to work to improve our dedication. I was able to get recognition from the nobles of Genos by saying that it would be better to speak of delicious dishes."

That wasn't much of a pee-pee story, so I decided to ask for a pause.

"Really?" Kukuruel breathes again.

"You do not hate the people of the North, do you? Just knowing it makes me happy."

"Few people in Genos seem to hate the people of the North. Anyway, Genos is so far from the border with Mahydra."

"Oh, that's the same thing that we, the people of the meadows, do not hate the people of Jagal. And you have to treat me as a human being in a hostile country, even if I don't hate you. That feeling can be very sympathetic."

With a tough eye, Kukuruel said so.

"The people of Jagal, who face each other in the land of Selva, are all short-circuited and direct. It seems preferable to me because it is not equipped for the people of Sim… it is also a temperament that passes for the people of Mahdra, my friend."

"Do the people of Mahdra and Jagal have similar temperaments?

"Yes. Weren't they originally close blood muscles? Back lengths vary a lot, but their skin whiteness and sturdy looking body are very similar. Maybe it was the same clan until the four kingdoms were built"

That said, Kukuruel narrowed his eyes as if he could see through something.

"The legacy remains that the territory of Jagal today was originally that of Sim. Perhaps that is a false inheritance that Sims has pelted to take away Jagal territory...... I hear that the people of Jagal need to apply Panam sap to their skin every day to protect their white skin from the strong sun. And I think maybe they were born in the softer north of the sun."

"Is there such a legacy left? I've never heard that before."

"Either way, the four kingdoms were built hundreds of years ago, so we don't know what is true or false. And if that's all you've been through, you'll feel like the land is an irreplaceable home to the people of Jagal."

Kukuruel shook his head and turned to me again.

"The story has gone sideways. So, the new road by the woods was successfully completed."

"Yes, I haven't been allowed to use it by travellers or the Chamber of Commerce yet"

"I guess we'll be the first to take that role. It was said before we left Genos."

In that regard, it appeared that there were no differences between Kukuruel either.

It may not even be enough for them to fear, who are bent travellers.

There, Giese with the basin back up.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Tea alone is what, so if you'd like to pinch this too."

"Oh, thank you. I'm sorry for everything."

"No, thanks to all the folks at the woods today, I was able to find out a lot about it, so thank you for that."

With a gentle smile, Giese arranges the vessels.

So Sheila-Lou and Tour-Din, who had been quiet for a long time, were also set to embark on themselves.

"You smell very strange. Is this Sim's dish?

"It's not a fine thing to be cooking. Hey. It's a little tea party."

A large wooden plate placed in the middle was served with a stir-fry of vanilla and beans.

Another, smaller plates are served like some kind of tenderloin.

"Here you go. This is Gigi tea, this is Nahua tea, so drink whatever you want."

I've tried Gigi's tea before. A strange cup of tea with a similar aroma to coffee.

Nahua also sounds familiar. However, it was supposed to be Sim's vanilla with strong bitterness and blue odor.

"Can I drink Rimi-Lou? Try just one mouth."

Limi-Luu is still under ten, so he is also allowed to give the leftovers of his drink to the humans of the extra house. So Limi-Lu decided to make the Nahua tea I poured for him a chicken.

"Yeah, I'm fine! Not too bitter!

I tried it too and it tasted like green tea with a strong flavour. Compared to chacci or zozozo tea, it doesn't seem that hard to drink.

"Do you deal in Gigi or Nahua tea? In Inn Town, it seems unusual."

"You may be," Zise smiled when Kukuruel credited him with that.

"You can now buy all kinds of vanilla in this lodging town, but I guess you don't know how to handle it in other inns either. In that regard, I have learned a lot from my mother, and I would like to talk to you from the customers of the east, so thank you."

"I see," Kukuruel said of Gigi's tea.

If you try him, they all taste like home.

And I was more of a tea contractor.

Sheila-Lou and the others have been interested in you since the beginning. Inside, I was just like that.

From the stir-fry of vanilla and beans comes a very spicy aroma.

Vanilla had a red and black hue and the beans were shaped like soybeans.

"For once, is this the fruit of tau?

"Yeah. I used this vanilla because the tau fruit seemed to go best with it. Ooh."

Sautéing tau fruit similar to soybeans with vanilla is a hard idea for me to come up with.

I split it it into a wooden dish for myself and grabbed a grain and the vibrant spiciness fell out of my nose.

But it seems to be less spicy on the tongue. It was quite an interesting flavor to play and disappear all the time.

And the tau fruit, they don't boil in water, leaving a crisp texture. It was more a reminder of a pinch of liquor than a tea contract.

"It's delicious. Is this using ira leaves?

"Ira leaves and everything. I dared to fry the vanilla sauce I used to marinate the meat with the fruit of tau."

When I was told, I felt like I could taste some meat. Never tires of it, it tastes deep.

"This one, too, is a bit soggy but delicious! Is this some kind of meat?

When Rimi-Lou, who was pinching another dish, asked, the answer "That's Mal. Yo" returned.

Mal is a crustacean that resembles Okiami. It is a rare aquatic ingredient in Genos, where no edible fish is present.

"You drained salt from the marl's salt and soaked it in vanilla, sugar or tau oil. Both sugar and tau oil are ingredients for Jagal, but our eastern customers are delighted."

"Yeah. I think it's delicious. Besides, I don't think it tastes strange when served in shims."

Kukuruel, who ate the same thing, had such a reputation.

"Sims also have honey in place of sugar, beans that are not tau and ingredients that fermented it. They're hard to come by in Genos, so you're using Jagal ingredients to recreate that flavor."

"Reproduction is not such a big deal. Hey. I just want you to be happy with the customers in the east."

Giese is smiling.

After all, she seems to have some rare skill in boarding town. Sheila-Lou and Tour-Din were also carrying two dishes into their mouths in a way that they were feeling something.

"I think it's a great arrangement. I never thought I'd be so reminded of the taste of my hometown in Inn Town."

"If you're happy, most importantly. Hi. Please take your time."

So Zise disappeared again to the cook.

After I see that, Sheila-Lou will look over at me.

"Asta. I kind of remembered Varcus. Still, it doesn't seem like these dishes are similar to those made by Varcus..."

"I'm sure that's because Varcus is also skillful in using vanilla. There wouldn't have been anyone else who could have used Sims' vanilla so brilliantly."

Speaking of which, Varcus and I haven't been face-to-face for months. Is he doing well in Castle Town?

With that in mind, Kukuruel called again.

"If you're faking it, the sun's going to go down, so let me keep talking. So, it's a road cut open by the woods."

After that, no unusual questions even popped up.

It is all about basic questions, such as what procedure was used to make the road, how far and how wide the road is, how much vigilance is needed against Giva - and so on.

"So if you're in a luggage truck, you won't be attacked by Gibba like that, will you?

"Yes, Gibba doesn't like the noise, so she doesn't even get close to humans unless she's worried about it because of hunger or something. I've never run into Gibba, even through a path built into a settlement. … it was just a story that in the case of a newly built road, it should take a little while for Gibba to recognize that it is human territory"

"I see..."

"And then Giva can't fly higher than her own head. There was extra wood lined up on the left and right side of the road, so that just seems pretty much to prevent Giva from breaking in."

But that too, if it's a hungry Gibba, it will push hard and hard. I didn't forget to tell you that either.

"Oh, and I forgot the key story. Gibba is something that sleeps from dawn to Jomtien. Very rarely does a giva wander around early, but it seems that passing before Jomtien is the most important safety precaution."

"And is it dangerous at night?

"Yes. Hungry gibbas often go down to people during the night and raze the fields. I'm sure we'll wait for humans to fall asleep and go for the fields of Dalaim."

If you try me, they're all natural stories.

Kukuruel has bowed his head, "Thank you," while combining his fingertips into an odd shape.

"It was very helpful. Now you can head to Castle Town without worrying."

"Really? … but it should tell us all about it."

"But there is no guarantee that the aristocrats will tell us it correctly"

"… Excuse me, do you not trust the people of Castle Town?

Kukuruel shook his head sideways, "No."

"There seems to be no reason for the aristocrats to bruise us in this matter. But I also believe that it is a very dangerous thing to believe the words of the nobles without a doubt."

"Oh... speaking of which, you have long been dealing with Cycleus, haven't you?"

"Yes, she has been bruised several times. It wasn't once or twice that this one was going to lose."

Then there was no way to be skeptical about the nobility.

Kukuruel is staring at me with his face.

"But the Marquis of Genos, who cut that other man off, was felt very fair. Those who have since taken over dealings with us, such as Tolst and Polearths, also consider themselves worthy of credit. … of course, it will take some more time to truly trust"

"Yeah, I guess I'll just have to check all this out with my own eyes."

I finally got good at Kukuruel's behavior, so I decided to give him a smile back.

"I look forward to seeing you safely back to Sim and proving that that pavement is safe to use. For me, it's a pleasure to have more customers from Sims."

"Yes, if we do well, the number of people visiting Genos from Sims may double. There are hardly any other towns as rich as Genos, so if you can secure safer roads than before, there will be many people in Sims who will be happy."

So apparently, this question was also at an end.

Just when tea and knobs are no longer beautiful.

"Then it's time for you to let me go home. We're ready for dinner, too."

"Thank you for your valuable time. … this is a thank you gift"

"Oh, no, you can't do that -"

"Don't bother. It's just a product of my heart."

It was an oddly shaped stone.

I don't think it's a very natural shape. I guess it's a craft that scrapes stones.

It has a rounded shape of corn, about three centimeters in diameter. I'm sorry, but my head, hands, and feet don't even look raised.

"Oh, isn't this that one? Er...... giraffe - Mmm!

Rimi-Lou suddenly uttered a barbaric word, which made me wonder what it was.

But Kukuruel reveals his surprise by slightly opening his eyes.

"Did you know Gyurolike Muwa? That must be a special beast that only lives in Sims."

"Yeah! The travelers who were coming to the festival showed me!

So finally, I understand. It was a craft imitating the beast of a crocodile who was in the tent of "A Seat of Gamleys".

"Gyurolike Muwa's Great Turtle is a beast that presides over health and longevity. This stone is full of wishing for it, so take it home if you like."

That was prepared for the number of people, so Limi-Lew said, "Wow!" I was to rejoice.

Sheila-Lou is also stroking a black, glossy crust as she narrows her eyes in nostalgia. He may be pairing up with Dalm-Lou to rebel memories of him traveling through the tent.

"I would like to share the ingredients that we have been able to buy, but once we have brought the ingredients to Genos, we have arranged for them to be deposited in the castle town."

"Oh, we're on our own. In Wangdu, did you get any rare ingredients?

"In Wangdu, I was able to buy the same things as I usually do. Other than that... you stopped in a neighborhood called Bardo on the way and could hardly afford anything else to see. We stopped by, so it was a little late to return to Genos."

"Is it Baldo? That's a name you don't hear."

"It is the central part of the western kingdom, an area with a huge inland sea. It will be a very rich town, alongside the King's capital, Alglad and Genos."

So Kukuruel narrowed his eyes to the calmest feeling of the day.

"Remember we exchanged words in front of the stall before we left? Me and Asta talked about a company called The Pot of Silver."

"Oh, you did talk. What's that pot of silver?

"Yes, I can't forget the story of Genos, Abouf, Mahdra, Alglad and their gentle run around the whole continent, whilst there are ten of them, which makes me want to put my legs up farther than usual, too. We stop by the town of Bardo and believe that the results have been achieved"

"Was it? I'm looking forward to seeing what ingredients will be revealed."

"Yes, I hope it gets to you too.... Speaking of which, was the Silver Pot safely returned to Genos? Unfortunately, we never met on the road."

"Yes, it's about half a month later than planned, but you're back safely and welcome back to Sim. … Ah, if you were once the captain of the regiment, you remain by the woods"

"By the woods?," Kukuruel said with a much blurred eye.

This isn't always a secret, so I'll be honest with you.

"Yes, the man who switched God from Sims to Selva and became a family by the woods. For me, he's a dear friend."

Kukuruel glanced slightly at his body.

My face remains faceless, but I guess I was greatly surprised.

"The people of the east to the people of the woods...? What does that mean? How did you reach such an imitation?

"He wants to join his son-in-law by the woods. However, half of the year, as always, I plan to work as a member of the Chamber of Commerce."

Kukuruel's eyes pour out a serious light.

After all, when I was worried that I wouldn't mind abandoning my hometown Sims, Kukuruel had finally embarked on a journey.

"Very interesting. Do you ever exchange words with that person?

"Huh? Why?

"It's pure curiosity. I am very interested in a human being who has so many free souls."

"Oh really... is there anything to dissatisfy you about him overcoming God?

"There isn't. The people of the east are compatriots and the people of the west are friends. If you are your own family, you are just convincing me to recollect, but there is no reason for a man who neither sees nor knows to change God and I feel bad"

Kukuruel overlaid the words that way in a tone that made him feel certain enthusiasm in the deposition.

"Perhaps we will be invited to the woodland tomorrow at the bottom of the road as well. In doing so, would you mind introducing the person?

"Right. He also has a job as a hunter, so it may be convenient if it's sooner than Jomtien"

"Does the person also work as a hunter? How interesting."

Is it because of all this enthusiastic curiosity that the people of the eastern meadows were to find themselves in a life of running all over the continent without fear of misery?

Somehow, I've been dying to see Shmiral and Kukuruel have a conversation myself.

"I will now check with the Chiefs within today as well. If the day below is tomorrow, I'm just off work, so let me join you."

"If Asta is with you, I would be even more pleased"

I nodded and accepted Kukuruel's suggestion.

So finally, the long questioning with him was really over.