Isekai Ryouridou

"You were here, it's Asta to Ai-Fa. Fermes was looking for you, so I've been showing you around."

That's what Dari-Sauti said as he grinned as loud as usual.

Stick around, I guess it's not a lie. However, it was presumed that Fermes would have gained freedom of movement and approached you subtly.

"During your welcome, I beg your pardon. If you don't mind, I'd like to say hello."

There were so many people on the spot that those people were first to exchange greetings with Fermes.

At the end of the day, Dial introduces Muratos. Fermes, who apparently will meet Muratos for the first time, "Oh," he said.

"I was anxious that the Jagals would not have a breeze to rush early, but your hands-on judgment was brilliant. Was it just an opportunity to get some training as well as being made a haulier into a business?

"No, no, no," Mulatos waved when Fermes inquired as he had not.

"You're just saying that it's something I grew tototos at home from a very young age, and that I know my mind for a little while. For hauliers, Totos' foot is what business is all about, so you can't deal with it in vain."

"I see. But it's a really great arrangement to win up to the last eight out of 100 participants."

Muratos was receiving the praise of Fermes, laughing as if it were not too much.

After that one street greeting, Fermes turns back to me.

"Now that I'm finally free this one, I just want to talk slowly...... it's time for the beginning of the pastime, isn't it?"

"Are you happy? Is it a dance or something?

"No, I'm preparing an entertainer for theatre tonight."

Then I heard the tone of a bell that had been finished from somewhere.

Looking back at the center of the hall, a small surname hanging a silver bell at the end of the stick gives a well-behaved smile.

"I beg your pardon for the welcome. We will now begin our theatrical entertainment, so please come here if you would like to see it."

Your ladies and your sons raised their voices so gorgeous.

Here, Devious and Dawn raise their voices.

"Today's entertainment was theatre! This is something to look forward to!

"Hmm. Of all the fun, theatre would be rare."

In the meantime, the lowest surname once again gratefully before proceeding to the right side of the hall. Some of the skewed collisions were removed from the walls.

"Over there, the theatre stage is ready. How are Ai-Fa and Asta doing with you?

"Would theatre be like a puppet play?

"Yes. It's not a puppet, it's a human showing a play as an actor. One of the most prestigious travelers in the Wang capital is visiting Genos every now and again."

Fermes was smiling innocently.

It was a little unexpected that you would weigh your appreciation of the play more than your dialogue with us, but well, I guess you still have as much time left to talk. We agreed to a proposal from Fermes.

The Dali-Souties, as well as all the people who were gathered on the spot, follow. Large numbers of people were pointing their feet in the same direction in the square, and everyone around the woods that was scattered everywhere, it was the same. Giza-Lou and the others were also to learn about the splendor of the puppet's play thanks to Rico, so I guess they were also to be interested in this pastime.

(But are there still other places ready that can accommodate so many people)

That's what I thought, but it was worrying. Hidden beyond the collision was not a door leading into a separate room, but a punctuated space. In short, it was just a story that this hall itself had even more space than my perception.

In that hidden space, there are fifty legs and which chairs are arranged in shifts. There's a curtain hanging right in the front, so I guess there's a stage hidden on the other side of it. People who couldn't sit in a chair can watch as much as they want on their feet.

"Shall I give the chair to the others? From here on out, you won't have a problem watching the play."

Following Fermes' words, we decided to stand in the right place.

It's a placement around me, with Ai-Fa on the right, Fermes on the left, and Dali-Souti behind it. And on my front, Dial and Muratos were to dive in. Both names were smaller than mine, so I have no trouble watching the play.

The noble people around them are interested in chatting in a relaxed way.

I guess it's not uncommon for these kind of celebrations to take place at the feast of Castle Genos. Speaking of which, even in the former masquerade, a hero show-like play was played in a corner of the hall.

"... Thank you for waiting. Now let me start the aftermath of the play with" A Seat of Blue Winds "."

And a cute boy who advanced in front of the curtain, bowed with a pepper before stating his front mouth that way. People respond to it with clapping.

"I hope you don't mind. The performance is…" The ordeal of St. Alesh ""

I swallowed my surprise and looked back at Fermes.

"Could this have been decided upon at the request of Fermes?

"Yes, fortunately, because they were good at acting"

Fermes is smiling as pathetically as a girl.

"The ordeal of St. Alesh" was a story that Fermes once claimed to be his favorite.

"Hmm." The ordeal of St. Alesh, "he said. You know what?"

"No. It must be the myth of the West Kingdom or something"

In front of me, Dial and Muratos were blurring and exchanging words.

"The ordeal of St. Alesh" is a long old story, and Rico and the others were not familiar with it.

As the boy pulls into the sidelines, the tone of the instrument, which has previously sounded as a hissing BGM, increases the volume. The band in the blue outfit also traveled near the stage at some point.

(I see. Was this orchestra also a member of one)

While I was thinking like that, the curtain opened to the left and right.

There is a hidden stage about a meter high, where one man kneels down disappointingly. When the crowd's cheers started ringing, the man raised his face and shook a sad voice.

"This is... this is not where I should be! I must have a home and family waiting for me somewhere!

The man had a disappointing physical appearance on his middle back.

My hair and beard are as shabby as the people of the south, but they seem to be a crop somewhat. It was not such a fine cloth garment that was wrapped around me, only the sheath of a long sword lowered to my waist was a luxurious design when I did it.

(Speaking of which, it was this guy named Saint Alesh dressed up at the masqueraded ball)

The man on stage, St. Alesh, began walking refreshingly over the stage.

Somewhere out there, the voices of narration echo.

"... St. Alesh, who brought great prosperity to the King's Capital in the west, is to embark on a journey alone. The people of the king's capital blessed Alesh as a saint, but Alesh really wanted to find his place to go."

The muscle writing that followed was quite an adventurous play.

Numerous calamities befall Aresh, as we once saw in The Princess Knight Zelia and the Seven Dragons. Indeed, this seemed to be a story worthy of the name of "ordeal".

In the process, Alesh wandered around with different people, and from those conversations, half his life was to be told.

Apparently, he is a hero of the King's capital.

However, not a swordsman like the princess knight Zelia, whose business is a blacksmith. In other words, it was a story that the very method of forging iron to produce steel was developed by Aresh.

"If you hadn't produced a steel sword, the kingdom would have turned into a demonic enchanted territory!

"You are a hero! You are a saint! Please continue to live as the light that illuminates your kingdom!

Everyone admired Aresh's qualities as such.

But Aresh resumes his lonely journey again, without being filled. His aim was only to go home.

"Where is my homeland! How do my beloved families feel about living their days!

When the story plugged into the middle, the degree of danger had finally increased.

And the charm of the devil, who hath behaved differently, shall strike Alesh as a herd. It was obvious that monsters with creepy moth-like feathers, living corpses painted blue-white with their faces, and black beasts with full body hairs - were all crops, but to the extent that your ladies were noisy, they were exquisitely dressed.

And Aresh, who is not a swordsman, was constantly forced to struggle.

He is only a blacksmith, and he does not have the gift of waving his sword together. But he relies only on the exorcism of the Holy Sword, whose name is Scarlet, and continues to fight even.

"If you, the swordsman, wave the holy sword, you will shatter your soul! With every step you take, you are surely nearing doom!

"Still, I will return to my family! I won't let anyone get in the way!

That's where I got my doubts.

Even though Alesh's purpose has been made clear from the beginning, no details are given about his homeland or family at all.

In the first place, how did he end up in the king's capital? Were you not allowed to triumph over your homeland as the hero who saved your kingdom? Nor was such a pivotal part to be told.

(I wonder if this is because I'm ignorant about the history and mythology of this world. Thanks, I feel like I'm being shown a story full of blanks)

Without knowing my mood like that, the story went to the end.

The last thing that stood up was a miserable monster called the "Evil God". It was introduced as being able to unify the demonic charm and as the incarnation of disaster that presided over all death in the world - but when evil gods appeared from the side of the stage, not only the ladies, but also the men, were to give a voice of surprise.

The evil god was so gigantic that his height exceeded three meters.

It is also what makes me want to call a giant zombie, with a texture that is blue and black all over me and half melting and disintegrating. It was an extremely realistic shape that was likely to drift with both current and rotten odors.

However, the giant torso only has a head and arms growing and the lower body extends to the floor like a skirt that is too long. Perhaps there are performers with normal back lengths lurking inside more than one, moving their heads and arms with some sort of craftsmanship. It was a really brilliant performance.

"O abominable sinner, who has brought uncleanness into this world... now return your soul..."

"I don't know what to pull out! You, the evil god, are the unclean! Before my holy sword, fall down!

"It was you who drove us into darkness... you took away the light from us..."

The evil god mocked as he let his giant head mock.

"And where are you going to go home...? There is no place for you to go... you've forgotten such things..."

"That's not true! I am -!"

And Alesh knelt down to the lid.

"I... Where should I go back? Where did my family disappear?

"There is no such thing as a home... no such thing as a family... you are born out of the flames of uncleanness, a sinner of uncleanness..."

That word pierced my heart like an arrow.

(No way......)

I glanced at Fermez's expression with my face facing the front, just the movement of my eyes.

Fermes sees it onstage with a glorious face.

Likewise, I wanted to see the look on Ai-Fa's face.

Ai-Fa frowns tightly and sets the stage with the hunter's flaming eyes.

"... don't let the evil gods fool you"

and - a new voice echoed there.

Alesh looks stunned and turns his gaze around. Evil gods, after all, were twisting giants in bitterness.

"He brought light into the world... the time has come for the devil to reign in the world... and the holy sword of his forged steel will open a new path in the world..."

Alesh thrust the holy sword out of his sheath overhead.

In the light of the lighting, the silver sashimi glistens.

"Is it you, Western god! Even I, who have forsaken the king's capital, will you bring me light!

"It is the true hero… the true saint… who slashes and forsakes the darkness and returns to the place where he should return…"

Alesh shook off his holy sword.

At the same time, the silver sashimi stains bright red. To that gimmick, people brought a voice of admiration.

"The Holy Sword of Fire, the Scorching Fire of Scarlet, give me strength! Evil God, return to the darkness!

Alesh slaughtered the evil god.

The evil god melts and collapses on the floor after turning in agony. I guess he unframed himself and lay down his inner performer too. - And I thought in a corner of my head.

"My homeland was a kingdom! My family was a people of the kingdom! I was wrong to see the truth!

"Return to the king's capital… where the happiness of the other exists…"

The orchestra's performance echoed the glorious Kai Song, and Alesh returned to the King's Capital.

In the king's capital, kings, nobles and princesses celebrate the return of Aresh. Alesh returned the holy sword to the king and returned to his workplace in order to forge new steel.

The curtain closed and a great deal of cheer and applause echoed.

After a while, when the curtain opens again, there are performers lined up there. Ai-fa grabbed my arm while there was so much cheer over it.

"Are you okay, it's Asta?

"... yeah. I'll be fine."

I answered that, but my heart was pulsating hard.

Staring at me like that, Ai-Fa is pulling her lips tied all the time. In his eyes, the hunter's flames remained.

"Nah, that was a story I'm not sure about. What did someone named Alesh go on a journey for?

"Well. It must be some kind of mystery that you've been confused by some kind of evil god."

Dial and Muratos were talking that way.

When the curtain is closed after the actor's greeting, people turn back to the people as they head for the hall. We were supposed to get pushed away by it, and we were supposed to move too.

"What's the matter, it's Asta. You look a lot pale."

And, Dari-Sauti has spoken out in wonder.

"Besides, I = fa too...... how is that, revealing the fierceness?

Ai-Fa did not answer, he was just shaking his head to the side.

We're back in the middle of the square, and that's where we're headed with Fermes.

Fermes was still smiling with a clammy face.

"How was it? I hope Asta and the others like it."

"... are you really, unwittingly speaking those words?

Ai-fa tried to get himself out, so I let him control it with his hands.

Take a deep breath, calm down a little, and then I turn back to Fermes.

"This' ordeal of St. Alesh 'is your favorite story for Fermes, isn't it? So, Fermes... does St. Alesh also consider himself a' people without stars'?

Fermes smiled like the girl she dreamed of.

Its hazel eyes, like the swirling abyss of light, shine a bottomless glow.

"Ancient documents say that St. Alesh's correct name is' Alesh-Novaček '. If you are a people of the western kingdom, you should not even have a Mr.… St. Alesh seemed to be a being born out of the light in the first place and not even a people of the kingdom. That's why we're looking for a home and a family that we can't even see."

"It's not the answer. Do you think it's a" people without stars "?

Asked in a voice where Ey-Fa pushed his emotions to death, Fermes tilted his neck slightly.

"There is no certainty that St. Alesh is a 'people without stars'. I mean... 'people without stars' is a word coined by astrologers in the east. Saint Alesh is a saint of the Kingdom's Genesis, so his birth will be older than any other 'people without stars'."

"Old or new has nothing to do with it. The point is, do you see it as identical or not?"

Fermes nodded, "Yes," with an eye that sucked in the soul of the beholder.

"Nothing is certain, but I'm guessing so. That's why we think it's hard to get Asta to exist."

"A saint who brought light to the world? I'm not interested in such things. Asta is Asta."

Never left his voice rough, Ey-Fa exclaimed sharply.

Dari-Sautti and Mil Fay-Sautti watch the situation silently.

And Fermes had a - toddler look on his face.

"Has Ai-Fa been offended by anything, by the mood? Then I apologize."

"I just said my apologies without understanding what's wrong, and what is it going to be? There's no point in doing that."

Ai-Fa closed her eyelids for a long time, then threw Fermes with even more burning eyes.

"Just last year, it was about Easter. A certain bard did exactly the same thing as you do today. Why are you trying to shake Asta's heart? What does that mean?

That, of course, must be about 'White Sage Misha' sung by Niya.

Misha was also presumed to be a "people without stars".

Fermes answers Ey-Fa with a very soft voice, with the same eye.

"Meaning... Doesn't knowing the truth make sense?

"If that's the truth, how can you know? You said there was no certainty, either. Was the kingdom born in an ancient age of over 600 years? There should be no way to prove to anyone that such a story of indulgence is true, etc."

In a quiet voice, as he exhaled the flames, Ey-Fa said so.

"Then such stories only confuse Asta. Asta is not a myth or a story, but a human being with flesh and blood. Why don't you... try to look at the Asta in front of you as it is?

Fermes turned to me as he leaned his neck against the other side.

"I seem to have pissed off I-Fa a lot. Did it also hurt Asta's mood?

"I..." I scrutinized my mind.

Am I offended?

Like I-Fa, do you remember the anger?

No, I'm not...

"... I'm sorry."

"Too bad? What is it?

"It's a little hard to put into words... it was at the Harvest Festival by the Woods that Fermes told me about the 'ordeal of St. Alesh', wasn't it? At the feast of the night, when I was listening to Yumi's song, Fermes told me that he thought of the" ordeal of St. Alesh "as the most preferred story."

"Oh yeah...... I remember that night vividly too"

"Yes, so am I. So I was... kind of comfortable having a casual conversation with Fermes for the first time."

As I remembered the scene that night, I let him tell me that.

Listening to Yumi's singing voice, Fermes closed his eyelids comfortably and was shaking his body loosely.

Even then - did Fermes have these eyes under his closed eyelids?

"I somehow felt like I could only be one step closer to you with Fermes. I'm sure you could feel Fermez close by exchanging unrestrained public stories."

"... that it was an illusion?

"I don't know. I'm just... sorry to hear that. I'm not angry, and I'm not offended. I'm just feeling sexually sad."

I forced myself to laugh there.

"But I won't turn it up. As I said that night, I, as one individual, wish to deepen my ties with Fermes. I want to believe what Fermes said about me thinking that way."

"... I didn't mean to lie either. However, as Gazran-Rutim once said... I guess there's a part of me that's out of line with people."

Fermes smiled with a grin.

Unusual, he smiles like a toddler.

"Through that difference, I hope to deepen my bond with Asta. To that feeling, there is no falsehood. And -"

and there one samurai called "Master Fermes".

"Dear Melfried, I'm calling you over there. May I have a moment, please?

"Yeah, I get it....... I'm sorry, can I talk to you just a little slower again?

"Yes, of course"

Fermes smiled joyfully, while also thanking the Ai-Fas.

Dari-Sauti breathes deeply after that figure disappears with Gemd.

"I didn't understand one thing. I can't help you with this, even if you're holding back by Asta's side."

"That's not true. The fact that you're all here is a big help to me."

I answered like that and then I looked back at Ai-Fa.

"Ai-Fa too, thank you. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"... don't worry about you with those eyes?

I = fa, I keep my face closer. Those blue eyes, which erased the hunter's gaze, were accompanied by different emotions.

"Oh well. Don't worry, it's a little different. Thank you for your concern. Thanks to I-Fa, I didn't disturb you so much."

At that time, there was a group approaching somewhat. To Giza-Lou, Rudd-Lou and Raina-Lou, it is a line between Schmiral-Lillin and Vina Rudd-Lou Lillin.

"Nah, I thought you were even kissing in the middle of the hall. You're just messing around."

Ai-Fa pulled herself back in a hurry, scowling at Rudd-Lou with a red face.

But sooner than I-Fa complains, Giza-Lou advances.

"I felt some nasty signs, but this crowd prevented me from moving. What the hell happened?

"Mm-hmm. For now, let me tell you what I saw."

While Dari-Sauti was explaining to Giza-Lou, other people surrounded me and Ai-Fa. Except for Rudd-Lou, he is a very worrying face.

"Asta, I'm pale, I'm bad. Herbs, do you want to prepare?

"It's true... I think I'm feeling kind of, too..."

"You were talking to Fermes, weren't you? Were you still brought up with something, even a funny story?

"Guys, I'm exaggerating.... but if something's going on, why don't you just hide it?

"No, I wouldn't hide anything..."

When I tried to say that, George-Zaza came all the way to Rudd-Lou's head.

"Looks like Ai-Fa was spreading his anger. What the hell happened to you diplomats?

"A, Asta, are you okay?

From next to Rudd-Lou, Tour-Din peeks at his face with a snack. Furthermore, even Chim-Sudra and EA Fou Sudra came to me.

Now all the people of the woods are gathered together.

I felt my heart fill rapidly as everyone stared at me by the woods.

"It's okay. It just kind of rocked my mind a little bit. I wonder where the hell it came from."

"From where, it's been decided from the beginning. Just explain it."

I frowned backwards, "Hey," as Rudd-Lou poked me in the head.

"What the hell. I'm not going to explain it. If you're complaining, don't worry about us."

"That's why there's no good reason to poke Asta!

The noise was as if it had been turned into a forestside settlement only here, even though there were nobles all around it.

And just outside of it, the Deal and the Refraiers are looking at this one worryingly. He also seemed to face Devious and Dawn, Eurifia and Odifia, Polearth and Merrim, as well as Raylis and Leeheim.

All those people were empowering me.

This is all the people that are showing me around. I just made a little mistake between Fermes and my heart, and I couldn't be depressed forever.

(I knew I'd be okay. As long as everyone's here, I won't be confused like St. Alesh.... Gazran-Rutim believed that, didn't he?

I laughed at my absent friend on this occasion.

Then they smack me in the head again.

"What are you laughing at alone? Can't you hear me explaining something?

"So! Don't poke Asta's head cheaply!

Much to the crackle, Ai-Fa and Rudd-Lou are obsessed. Is this also because my mind, which has been swayed, has conveyed strange influences?

"I'm sorry, Rudd-Lou. And everyone else. I'll explain the situation perfectly...... but my belly is only the sixth minute, so can I enjoy the feast dish?

Rayna-Luu and Vina Luu-Lilin turned out decent, and Schmiral-Lillin smiled softly.

"Asta, your complexion, it looks like you're back. Enjoy the feast."

"Hey, don't take it personally."

"Hmm. No matter how Schmiral-Lilyn, I want you to stick with me as my parent."

Ai-Fa and Rudd-Lou tease Schmiral-Lilyn from left to right. Schmiral-Lilyn laughed as troubled, and Vina Ruu-Lylin pulled her brother's arm "hey..."

Such a sight warms my heart again.

That's why I'm okay.

(Maybe I don't need your attention either)

Thinking like that, I glanced at the end of the hall.

There are stone statues of Western gods, and they look at the halls.

Those crimson eyes didn't stop feeling like they must be wearing a very calm light, just like they used to see in the cathedral.