Isekai Ryouridou

"I'm sorry you gave me an extra hand. But I think it's dangerous to let a bandit get away with it."

Saying it with a voice that included laughter, the man named Camua-Josh approached the Pinots with a hard time.

He is a man with an odd style, again in a different way from the Pinots.

He has golden brown hair up to his shoulders, and his mustache of the same color is wrapped around his mouth. The lowered eyes of the eye were purple, and that's all I could think of as the people of the north.

However, he does not have the stature to succeed as the people of the North, and is slightly skinny. The colour of the skin is also yellow and white, which is common among the people of the west. Besides, there was no way I could have uttered a lie with an oath to God that was sacred above all else.

"Nevertheless, it is surprising that that" Moon of Tares "will be returned so vividly. Who the hell are you?

"We're stubborn travelers. I'm the sitter, and I'm called Gamray."

"Oh, I've heard the name" A Seat of Gamrays "before. I hear you have a lot of art."

Unknowingly, the tragic situation of the bandits who crawled under his feet made Camua-Josh laugh swallowingly.

"By the way, you saved the lady who was being chased by this" moon of Tares "yesterday, didn't you? Why don't you let me talk to him?

"... How did you know that?

"Yeah, actually, I was sneaking up on you from the shadows. I couldn't really speak up because I didn't know what you guys were... I thought it would be a good time around this evening because this" moon of tares "is back."

"So you've been following us since yesterday?"

Gamray laughed again.

"Even though we have people with nostrils, it's a big deal. But what business do you have with that girl?

"Yes, she's supposed to own my friend's belongings, so I'm going to give it back to you"

Gamray nodded, "Fine."

"We at Yukizu have no reason to reject it. Hopefully, we'll get rid of all the trouble."

"I guess so. Trouble is, let's finish this night."

Just relaxing, Camua-Josh finally looked around at the bandits at his feet.

"Before we do that, these people should keep their hands and feet tied. After that, I'll take responsibility for it."

"Right. Then... Zan, Dillo, Rollo, you guys clean it up. Pinot, bring your son over here."

Gamray disappeared across the luggage car.

Camua-Josh turns his eyes to Pinot, who was secluded.

"You, too, had a brilliant arrangement. It's hard to crack down on someone without killing them with all that chaos."

"That's our dialogue. You're a master of swords, aren't you?"

Pino smiled demonically as he stroked the grigi stick on his shoulder with his fingertips.

"If you want to take care of things, you're welcome. I was just thinking about how Atashi and the others ended up."

"Apparently, you also knew the truth."

Pinot and Camua-Josh took together and turned to the other side of the luggage car.

It is the central space of the cargo in the shape of a circle. There was also a red fire burning there, with several humans and many tototosses each in formation.

In the immediate vicinity of the burning fire, Niya and Elisa are leaning against each other.

Gamlay and Zetta are the ones who are burning the fire. Zetta was twirling her whole body into a blanket, burning her yellow eyes like fire in the shadow of it.

"The others sent him to the end of the bandits who were nagging over there. Let me finish the trouble."

"Yes, yes, I understand.... Nice to meet you. My name is Camua-Josh, and I'm the Guardian."

"Shh, shh...?," Elisa anxiously clung to Niya's chest.

Niya looks horny as she hugs that body tightly around her coat.

"Guardian" is a guardian who protects rich people's mansions and travelers, right? What's that Guardian doing for Elisa?... for once, the survivors of the people who were escorting Elisa's family?

"No, I want you to return my friend's belongings to your daughter."

That being said, Camua-Josh pulled the necklace out of the matching eye of his coat.

Gems in indescribable shades gleam in the dark.

"This is a piece of ornament that is a testament to the Guardian. You'll have it, too, won't you, daughter?

"Why should Elisa have that? This Elisa is the daughter of a merchant, isn't she?

"Yeah, that necklace originally belonged to a friend of mine. But he was attacked about half a month ago by the Moon of Tarless, and all the merchants he was escorting were stripped of their bodies."

Camua-Josh replied as he put the necklace back under his coat.

"All the other humans have returned their souls, but he was the only one barely able to live forever. So, he left me wanting my necklace back. He put all his pride in being the Guardian, so he couldn't die without the bandits taking the proof."

"Then we should explore the pockets of the bandits, right? Elisa has nothing to do with it."

"No, but there were troublesome people trying to steal the bandit's money. You are the bandits of Selva called The Witch Raggia, surrounded by notoriety no less than the Moon of Tarless."

That's what Camua-Josh said as he stroked the floating mandible of his mustache.

"This regiment of witches Laguia was of poor quality and was not only a group of aristocrats and luxuries, but also a group that was good at making money from the same bandits and bandits. Well, this time it's payback, and it looks like they killed all the people under their command... but they still managed to bring up the Tarless Moon earnings, didn't they?

…………

"The" Guardian "necklace, etc. can't even be sold off at all because the name is carved into the stone. Besides, if you were a bandit proud of your arms, like The Moon of Turres, you'd think you'd have kept the Guardian as a token of your taking over. So could you give that back to me?

"Then you're not saying anything stupid! No way. You think this Elisa..."

Niya's voice disappeared along the way.

Elisa, who had taken it to her chest, stuck a knife out of her nostrils to her throat.

"If you lay down your sins, they won't benefit you. Because there's no escape from this place."

When Camua-Josh said in a floating voice, Elisa said, "Ugh!" and freaked out.

"You talk too much... what resentment do you have against me?!?

"I don't have any grudges. I just want you to give me back my friend's form."

"Hang on! All the treasures I've worn are mine! I'll give you one of the treasures I took from my life!

The smooth appearance until just now was full of false transformations.

Its brown eyes glow like a beast, with a distorted grin on his face, which was an end piece.

Niya looked down at Elisa's face like that, almost crying.

"Ugh, you're lying, Elisa? You're the daughter of a merchant, for my brother who left it in his hometown."

"Don't talk to me on your own, you colored man! Do you want to never talk again?

As Elisa poked her knife all the way up, a slight drop of red blood dripped from Niya's throat.

"I know it's up to you to make it up! I've never seen a father in front of me! I was born and raised in the slums of Abouf, Laguia the Witch!

"Oh, no..."

"Come on, let's get Totos connected to your luggage! The extra baggage is to be left alone and loaded with plenty of water and food!

"Is that what you're telling me?," Gamray smiled delightfully.

"Unfortunately, you're not free to carry your baggage. It's unlikely to meet your expectations."

"Then call your men! Or do you want to kill your dear companion?

"Don't bother with that. But he's my irreplaceable compatriot."

In response, Gamray softly put his right arm over his head.

"Well, if you hurt my countrymen, let's have a little look in the eye."

"Hang on! If you can do it, try it!

"Oh. Take a look."

With a conceited trick, Gamray waves his right arm down.

At the same time, Elisa - no, the beautiful brown hair of the female bandit Laguia, instantly engulfed in flames.

And Pinot's rolled out grigi stick slaps Raggia's wrist in the grab of a knife.

Raggia stood still as the world screamed.

His head burned up like a goddess of vengeance with flaming hair.

Niya walked into the spot and looked like a crying laugh.

"No, no, no, no! Somebody get some water...... oh, hot, hot, hot!

"That's a hard voice to hear. It's very different from Niya's singing voice."

Gamray shook off his right arm.

So the fire that struck Laguia will magically disappear.

Raggia fell like a stick and stopped moving.

"In the meantime, now we don't seem to have to go back to Abouf. Thank you for taking care of me, Camua-Josh."

"No, I just came out for a friend."

Gamlay and Camua-Josh were laughing at each other as if nothing had happened.

Pinot is shrugging his shoulders as he compares himself to that.

Anyway, so the troubles that had been going on since yesterday seemed to have finally come to an end.

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"I mean, you guys knew who that girl was from the beginning."

It is the next morning.

As Pinot was connecting Totos to his luggage, Camua-Josh, who was watching it, called out like that.

"Ah, I didn't even think you were the leader of the Bandits. I thought you were lying about being the daughter of a merchant."

"I wonder why that is again?

Camua-Josh was getting a cheap mouthful last night as he was exchanging liquor glasses late.

Pinot stops the hand of work, "Ha n" and snorts colorfully.

"That little girl, she was in a textile business in the town of Iraq, and she was out of business or something up to Sims. There's no way that's possible."

"Really? The town of Iraka is famous for its textiles, isn't it? There must have been plenty of luxury shoppers who lost their fortune."

"That's why. If it's textiles, it's common sense on this continent that they're made of shims, right? For the Iraqis, Sim's merchants are the merchant enemies of uncertainty. I don't know if I can sell a single piece of western fabric to the east."

"Oh, is that what it is? You guys seem to know a lot about land everywhere."

"That's right," Pinot said, hoisting his lips as Camua-Josh was impressed.

"Unfortunately, Mahdra isn't the only one allowed to step in, but if it's Selva, Sim and Jagal, Atashi and the others are walking to the edge. If you're going to lie, I want you to lie to me."

"I see. But only that bard young man seemed completely fooled."

"Ah, that blur, because it hasn't been that long since I joined one yet. I don't know as much about this world as I do about Atashi and the chairman."

Camua-Josh nodded with a smile, "Well."

At its feet the fire has been burning in the morning, and strangely dark smoke is rising straight to heaven. It was wolf smoke, which tells the soldiers of the kingdom of urgency.

Twenty-one bandits and the lady bandit Raggia, who was burned in the head, are wrapped around a rope a little further away. If we wait on this occasion, the Abouf Border Guard should rush, so until then, we were talking about Camua-Josh making a turn.

"... I'm sure they'll be sentenced to hard labour. It's the heaviest punishment in the western kingdom, a more painful punishment than death."

Fool, Camua-Josh snapped like that.

Pinot shrugs his neck, "I'm sorry.

"If so, would it have been kind to let him die? Well, you're not that kind of a person."

"Me too. If possible, I don't want to stain the knife with blood. Let the nobles of the kingdom take charge of the filth."

Camua-Josh grinned without a voice, stroking Totos' long neck as Pinot took care of him.

"By the way, I've been wondering one thing since last night."

"Yes, yes, what can I do for you?

"Was there even some kind of tease about that flaming technique that Gamray tormented Laguia? If I had originally molested Raggia, I might have been able to do some work on my hair... but it was a brilliant arrangement."

Pino laughed as he hid his mouth with a flickering sleeve.

"It's wild to hear that. I don't want to be a magician to tease me about oddities. Wow, Camua-Josh."

"Right. Maybe that's true."

Camua-Josh laughed innocently like a toddler.

There, Lolo, who was getting ready in the next luggage car, calls out, "Um..."

"Mi, it looks like we're all ready to leave. What do you do, Pinot?

"Whatever you do, if you're ready, let's go. It's not Abouf, it's Sims."

Lolo nodded at all costs before turning to Camua-Josh.

There is a loose smile on his face that stands out as a scuffle.

On the carrier next to it, Nachara, and even beyond that, Shantu, each smiled and waved to Camua-Josh. In just one night, they had to cultivate a lot of fraternity.

Neya, who was at the bottom of her disappointment, was still pulling onto the carrier in the morning, so Doga is holding the reins today. After smiling at those unfathomable faces as well, Camua-Josh turned to Pinot.

"Now that's a shame to say goodbye. Wouldn't Gamray let me say hello one last time?

"That sitter doesn't like the light of day very much, it's time for the book to go to bed."

Pinot jumped onto your platform with a flicker.

"But you're running all over the continent, too, aren't you? Then we'll meet somewhere. I'll entertain you as an entertainer."

"Yeah, well, I'm looking forward to that day. Be careful on the road."

"Ah, neither do you."

Thus the seven luggage cars left the spot without even looking.

East, further east - I wasted my day, but nothing is a hurried journey. For them, this noise was probably just a pastime for coloring boring days, too.

Camua-Josh and The Seat of the Gamleys will continue to face each other somewhere on the continent every now and again and get caught up in the uproar every time they go. But it's also another story.

The sun wheel, which appeared from the end of the east, was still bright and shining today, as if to congratulate them on such an encounter.