It’s Sudden, but I Came to Another World! But I Hope to Live Safely

"Huh... you're free..."

"You're free, aren't you, Hark Doc? It's your job to heal your injuries."

Whoa... whoa! Masetta keeps an eye on me all morning and all evening, so I really can't do anything! Why is this guy okay when there's even awkward air through boredom!? That's the book! Isn't that book boring?!? I'm reading it too! What, "The History of Serende"? I knew it was a pass.

"Uh, the book. Helping my brothers find out?

"You're half right. The representative is already reading this book. But I was told to read it at the same time as your surveillance run out because there might be some new notices."

"It's better to run around the city directly on that leg than to do half that, isn't it?

"You told me Lachra and Mary were attacked the other day. There's a chance your life could be targeted."

Ah, you said that. Well, in terms of ease of aim, I guess it's easy for me to aim at Mary, Lachra, and Masetta.

"It's a good time to return the favor."

"I'm here to keep you from doing that? If it's a habit to open wounds, we're not talking about trouble, are we?

"Ah, yes. I get it. Okay, so stop grinding under your eyes with the corners of the book."

Well, I can help my brothers as soon as possible. That's why I followed Serende, but I think we should just put Massetta here and put her on her feet.

Even though the enemy's movements have become more intense, he can't lie down and say that sleeping is a job. I'm not telling you because if you say it, it's just gonna be debated.

If you're the right person to talk to, I can get this boring and ridiculous confused a little bit more, but Masetta's a little bit of a sleeper...

Hark Doc, it's time to change the bandage.

"Oh, you're not a cutie today! Gahahahaha I'm laughing. I don't hate Oba either, but I figured if you didn't give me an allowance, you'd better be eye care!

"You... That, but who's the usual?

"If I was a senior, I'd be seeing another patient in the next room."

Just use magic detection to check the next room for a bit. Oh, true. Besides Oba's magic, there's another guy at the facility doing something to the patient. You've gotten worse even in your condition, I'm scared. What, yeah?

"That position in the next room was only Grandpa. He liked to stroke a woman's ass, so you were stroked, too, weren't you?

"Really! You're gonna hate this!

"Ha, if you have a good ass, you want to stroke it is a man's sexuality"

"Hark Doc, you..."

Whoa. Was that a story that would only offend a solid priest? The guy from Lachra can be kind of a beginner, too, and I guess the clergy is full of crazy people.

My sister at the facility takes out her tequila and tools and removes the bandages wrapped around my neck. I'm so used to being young that I can't beat Oba either.

"Good arm. Oba was skilled, but you're pretty good, too."

"Well, it's a long job too."

"Heh, more than a dark job?

Only for a moment, my hardened sister grabbed the tweezer and tried to stick it straight into my neck, while at the same time wrapping the futon around my sister with the demon on her right arm that was unfolding. He grabbed the empty bed next to him with his right arm and threw it because he had been distracted, even though he had been deprived of his vision.

Hey, thanks to the devil, there's more to this power than magic enhancement. I'm afraid you're a vegetarian and not this ratio.

I was crushed by a flying bed and heard only a few groans from inside the futon slammed against the wall. Well, I knew, so I put about three kicks in my bed and it got quiet.

"Hey, hey Hark Dock!?

"It's an assassin, this guy. If you just quit the dark end last week and were in this position, I'm not guilty."

Well, he was trying to kill me, and he was guilty. So you're saying you officially came into this office just to kill me? I suppose you should see this as a guru with the people involved in this facility - but... well, no.

"Speaking of which, you can tell the other person's information in far more detail than a normal person with magic detection..."

"Oops! It also means you're close to that day - bush!?

"I'm glad I'm the one with no delicacy dialogue without thinking."

"Shh, I'm sorry..."

This guy put a scratch in the junction. Unlike lackluster, the instinct reacts perfectly to the lack of speed or cut... But it worked to the point of getting slapped all over the place with a tonkachi.

"They're telling me I can't move anymore... If you send me a signal in advance at a time like this, I'll take good care of it!

"I'm not going in there after this much movement. Instead, he said he was about to open it with Masetta's scratch. He's an injured man, so he wants to work."

"Yeah, well, next time I'm gonna drop you with a cotton, tight neck"

"Hih."

Lies. Not that I can spot the truth, but Masetta's eyes were serious right now. And not if you're doing that. I just finished my sister's restraint. I'm talking about the man who directly targeted Lachra's assassination dying of poisoning himself, and if people don't rest on a boulder. Because it's a good annoyance to die in a place.

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"I wouldn't have dreamed last year that this was how I was going to cook the bastards dinner..."

Topala is hands-on in cooking, albeit shuddering. If you are also living alone on the planet, you have quite few opportunities to use knives and pans with convenience stores, supermarket lunches, vegetables, and all the meals you can easily make.

However, there is no convenient facility in this world, so even though it is simple, the food is worn. At a time like this, the race of saying old man is cohesive so I can do something quite bizarre trying to make it original...... I'm kinda excited.

"Plates, ready!

"Ooh. Thank you. Then leave the soup alone."

I can't help but take that alert off because it's a human meal for the Yumis faction. Because even if Topala doesn't intend to, she could be poisoned with ingredients and tools. So Wolfe and Ilias are also checking it out in detail while helping with the process. I have everything I can put in my mouth here, so I don't have a problem with it as long as I look out for topala.

Topala had always shown some nervousness about being seen by Ilias and Wolfe, but otherwise she prepared her meal without any suspicion. If there is something strong and readable, is it just like a little sadness?

"It's delicious!

"That's good. If the country is different, the taste of the home will change. I was a little nervous."

The four of us surround the table, each eating. Topala, who was not a rider at first, also noticed with a calm expression that he had turned his soup over to Wolfe.

"You miss your family."

"... did you look into that?

"You can tell by the look on your face when you're helping me cook and what's going on. It feels like his wife isn't in Selende's own country, right?

"Sort of. I'll tell you what, they didn't give up their love. My wife's family breeds horses. The wife's parents are alive and well, and they decide it's a good place to raise their daughter."

I guess Topala was originally a vendor or something to buy off that horse. Work is here, and choosing a path that doesn't restrict each other's work even after marriage is not a story that is better than modern times.

"If my son had two daughters with him, it would have been a lot of fun"

"If it's just the outside. You're near the actual age of thirty. I'm not that old."

Serende is a subhuman country with a longer life span than normal humans such as elves and dwarves. In addition to appearance, it draws on various elements when estimating age. Don't remind me a bit of life in Japan that I'm not surprised at my real age.

"You didn't get any instructions from Princess Yummies or anything?

"It would be a lie if I told you I didn't take it at all. A little while before you arrived, I got a letter from the directive asking you how Murscht was in contact."

You won't hide it.

"I'd like to hide it from someone I can hide. I just didn't think you'd have to worry about losing your mood."

Laugh that too, and provide brief information. Topala's position would not be so bad either, beyond having the information available. If you uncover Yumez's secrets, his position may be lost with the disappearance of that status... but I'll even try asking around Washekt then.

"I can give you as much information as I can, but it's going to be hard to get in touch. I miss this unexpectedly familiar flavor."

"... if they were after your life, they would be."

"Nothing. I'm used to you. It's just that if an old man was used as a pawn, I'd be tempted to let him die in vain."

"Must be."

If you have a handkerchief that has become a close relationship, you naturally have no hands that you don't use. It will come enough to give you assassination instructions, like when you used a child. In that case, we can't let Elias and the others do anything about it.

If Topala had the determination to kill 'me', he would surely be able to break through at first sight. If that happens, it will be the same as' I 'hands down. Even if you persuade him to give up, in that case, he doesn't know what punishment Topala will face as a traitor.

That's why I need to cut off from this guy once here. Yumez is spared for Topala to dispose of, and he must be induced to look like a worthless pawn to use.

"If this one settles down, it will also separate the struggle over the succession of the throne"

"Aside from whether or not I will be king of those who support me, then my work will be less fruitful. That would make it easier for you to honestly go back to your wife and work. Thanks to you, I made some pretty good money."

"I like that. Old man, this job isn't right for you."

"I'm a pro for once."

"Do you have a professional who eats with a daughter who might be an enemy and loosens her face?"

Laugh at each other and pour booze into each other's vessels. I can give as many reasons as I can for why I am so familiar with Topala as I can for doing an analysis.

There is a calming personality to be with, a father to seek in place of a father who was unfriendly, and as much else as there are elements. I guess I just like this person as an individual based on them and admit it as a place to calm down. But I shouldn't be in this place right now. We should not seek this place. This is a gap to be put in, and it will create opportunities to be used.

I let Ilias make a hard choice. I let Wolfe worry too. We have to get everything over with quickly from here on out. That determination was solidified enough this evening.

But before realizing it was too late, the sight of happiness was crushed by a pile of rubble.

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Jump the debris stretching overhead and wake his body. There are no noticeable traumas, but I have not been able to correctly grasp the current situation. First you decide you need to get him back to his sanity and slap that cheek gently.

"Hey, hold on!

"- Huh!? What!?

"I don't know. Suddenly the house collapsed."

That's all I can explain. I sheltered him, whose house collapsed without a foretaste and was about to be underlaid. I hit him in the back somewhat, but with this degree of impact, there's nothing wrong with me. The next thing you need to know...

"Shit! I'm fine!?

"Wolfe, are you safe!?

Wolfe appeared among the debris nearby. An attack of this magnitude would have defended itself well enough for Wolfe as well......

"Yes... but..."

Wolfe's gaze is pouring into the nearby rubble. From its underside lit by the moonlight, red blood was seen seeping out.

He stays with me until earlier, and the faces of the people who are not here glitch behind my brain. I don't even have to think about who this flowing blood belongs to.

"Ilias, Wolfe! Come on, Topala.

The surroundings began to glow red as if to conceal the colour of the blood. No, is this fire!? It is a common story that a firearm turns from a fireplace in a collapsed house, but for that it spreads abnormally. This collapse and fire must have been caused for it.

We should leave this place as soon as possible, but he won't try to move this place any further than Topala could possibly be alive. Grab the underside of the debris and lift it all at once. He crouched down and looked in the back, but...

"... that's enough. We're both leaving."

"... right"

Determine that you don't need to see what the word means, what he saw, and leave the rubble only slightly sideways. He leaned down and couldn't see the look clearly.

Lift him up and get out of the flames. Wild horses are starting to gather around, and it's unlikely that the culprits who set this uproar can be identified. If you're on this spot, it could multiply the noise and cause another wave of turmoil.

"... it was too late. A little sooner..."

"Shit......"

Until he returned to base, he kept talking to himself even as he was moving. After explaining the situation to my worried colleagues, I left my base and went back to Topala's house.

I realized I was in the middle of moving him, but at that time I had to put his safety first. I'm on my way to confirm that.

The fire in Topala's house was already quenched and the wild horses were already scattered. Several Serende soldiers are looking into a collapsed house, but it's not the place to look now.

There was a slight smell of blood coming from the alley in front of Topala's house. Proceeding to the alley, the smell of the fire is dispersed, but the smell still drifts.

"This is..."

Moving on to the source of the smell, there was its identity at the corner of the alley. Corpses that are being rolled randomly, the number is for five.

All five of them weave robes that can be distracted into the darkness, and I don't think they're ordinary people because of the quality of the knife peeking through the gaps in their clothes. Perhaps it is the dark one held by Serende's royalty, but every one of them had been precisely killed with a single blow.

When I checked my belongings, I found several bottles, some of which were highly flammable. It is possible from this circumstance that those who destroyed Topala's house and set fire to it.

But then who killed them? If it had been killed when it smelled like blood, it is believed that someone had attacked it immediately after setting fire to it.

"... you'd better leave it to him"

I can't think that deep. It would be quicker to give him this information than that. Collect some possessions and confirm the murdered M.O. next.

About three people have been attacked from behind, and the rest have been killed from the front. Slightly less blood overflowing the ground and traces of dragging are also seen. I guess I put the bodies together in this place after I killed them around.

In other words, these dark areas were deployed around Topala's house, and it is believed that someone who attacked them had supplemented their position further away.

"Weren't they coincidentally there, aiming for the timing of the dark parts moving?

The darkness makes me feel somewhat comfortable fighting, but it also looks as if I've been attacked defenselessly. Was there a reason I couldn't react?

"This is the place..."

Take Ekdoyk or Master Mix. This could have figured something out a little bit more... but now it's possible that the enemy will set us up at the base. I want to keep the two highly responsive people beside him.

"That, I thought you were back at base. Are you still there?

"- Huh!?

Pull out the sword and stand in the direction of your voice. There was a figure of Moursht dragging a corpse dressed the same as in the dark earlier.

He seems to be bleeding everywhere, but he doesn't see any injuries. From the fact that some places are already dry, he seems to be the one who killed everyone here.

"What... are you doing?

"I'll keep looking. extermination of the people who attacked him. It takes a moment to kill, but it takes time to collect, doesn't it? I want to protest Hilmera's lack of manpower, really."

Mourshut bared me and threw a new body over the other. As usual expression, the sight of treating a person's body like an object even feels madness.

"You knew we'd be attacked?

"Yeah. But when I left, I thought it would be a good opportunity to set me up. That's why I thought I'd stick around for the time being, but I didn't expect it to move quickly. Were the princes rushing you?

Moursht, no. Princess Hilmera's purpose is to deprive the other princes of their power. It makes sense to watch him reveal the princes' secrets easily, or thus take the life of the darkness that targeted him.

"Did you take advantage of him being targeted"

"Are you going to blame me there? If I leave, he will be attacked. If we don't take advantage of it, he'll either stay on target or I'll have to stay by his side. It would be inconvenient for you both, wouldn't it?

……

Mourström's words are good. The dark spot that struck him if Moorsht hadn't been involved would still be alive and would have hit his next hand. And I can't keep Moursht, the escort of Princess Hilmera, who has not been proven innocent, beside him at all times. I appreciate this situation, but I don't have any resentment.

"Honestly, I'm glad you protected him. You know, we're gonna lose him because of these people, and that's worse than a nightmare. Thank you, Ilyas. Protect him properly."

"... I'm thankful to you..."

"Even if there is. It's true that I like him, and you protected him like that. I want you to continue to protect him."

Remaining bloody painted, Moursht comes with an innocent smile on his face. While I find that gratitude to be true, I find myself afraid to take it honestly because of his madness.

"I don't even need to be told. Because I am the sword and the shield that protects him."

"Right. I guess that's what he thinks, too. I'm very jealous of that, and I'm jealous."

Moorsht stretches his back big enough to say he's done his job and walks up to me. And he put his hand on my shoulder as it was, squeaking just one last word.

"So if you can't protect him, you should die"

At that time, for the first time, I felt the emotions behind Mourström's mind manifest. Those eyes reflect my appearance colder than ice while they have a burning flaming reddish orange color.

It is similar to his eyes, but he could instinctively guess that it is madness of a different nature.

……

Moorsht leaves intact. I couldn't move off the spot until I learned how cold I was in the sweat flowing down my back.