It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

"Ray, this big creature is coming, so I don't think we can do it without supplies, do we have company around?

Ask Ray as he presses his sigh to kill him.

"I'm not around. I'm not saying there's no chance he's lurking. However, I think it's more likely that he was carrying food and stuff in a carriage or something. But it's too wide to look for, and I don't have enough hands. If you had come out this far in kilometers, the range of exploration would be too wide."

If it's a single-headed carriage, can you carry it with one human and this tiger modoki food......

"Wasn't there a unit in the military that manipulated animals?

"It's not an independent unit. I just heard rumors that some scouts and intelligence people said that. It is unclear whether the Baron is as skilled at keeping them."

Honestly, you manipulate this with 'tame'. You wouldn't be able to do it if you weren't quite proficient. I checked my skills, but 'tame' is already close to 2.00. I interact with Taro and Hime for a long time, so I take the liberty of going up a little bit. I can clearly imagine that the concept of telepathy would be something like this, so I think it will grow quickly.

In that sense, ordinary humans wouldn't go up inside if they didn't leave with assistance from the military or some other institution of a considerable size. Are you a human being at a level where solo action is allowed…. People in this country or people in other countries will change the story again...

"At the very least, Walanica or another country. I wonder if that's all you want to know."

"Right. There's nothing I can say about not looking around."

Ray seems sorry, he responds. We exchanged contracts and had him become a military mentor again, but technically he didn't explicitly culture not standing on the scene. Because Ray said it was more ad hoc, so I didn't have to mention it in the contract. However, I feel very sorry to have it move in these cases. If you want to stand, stand. I want to pay you well, but if you shy away from the neighborhood, I have trouble. Ha, I can't help it. Is Ray good at this time?

The discernment of men continues, leaving it to Ray. Everyone returns to the carriage, and I try to communicate with Tiger Modki if I can't get information in 'tame', but I'm not sure. Talo and leeches have been teaching and learning since they were little, so conversational things are in place, but not for such a big adult opponent. I can only give you blurry nuances and instructions. We exchange our thoughts painstakingly.

One day, the man earlier invited me. Trapped in a narrow place from afar. So, I moved all the way here. Looks like it was a colder place to live. That's what Ray would say about the North. There's not a lot of information I could pull out for the hard work. I asked him how many times he slept, but I don't know the concept of numbers, so it was just useless to ask.

I asked him what he wanted to do in the future, but he wants to relax around here because it's warm. Originally people don't attack because they are dangerous. Seems basic to escape at the point of approaching. I have prey, but I don't think I have any fellow countrymen. I asked around about it, but I've already raised my kids, and they seem more comfortable spending time on their own. Excuse me, raising my tail and peeking in was a male. When I ask him if he wants to live with humans, he says it doesn't matter. He was used to being fed by the man earlier. I'll catch the bait myself, and I'll make my own bunk...? I remember a tiger eating 20 percent of his weight of food a day. Then I wonder if there is a problem with having one around here. But I don't like being terrorized with the same story again... Do you want me to hide it in Mr. Mermaid's village? Have them catch the meal themselves. Oh, when I asked him if he was sending an image of the fish to eat, he was catching and eating river fish well. I guess I'll be fine with sea fish. I wonder if it will oversalt.

Mm-hmm. The absence of posterior rot is a kill, but I don't feel comfortable. When you exchange thoughts in "tame," there's nothing more you can do. Or so, leaving it around here is going to be a problem. It's hard when they raze the woods when it's a town. On the seaside, there are plenty of fish, and a few moves of land prey. Would you have a large lost cat kept in a sea village as a cat without a guard dog?

When I ask if I am hungry, I get an answer that I have had plenty of food so I have no problems. Food seemed to have been supplied until I was always satisfied. You wouldn't like to have behavior or 'tame' with a hungry tiger, I'm sure.

As I pat my eyes, stand beside me and stroke around my neck from behind my ears, the sound of saying it feels good or low gobble comes from my throat. I felt like the canine family was treated alpha, but I wonder if the cat family would treat me as a parent, "tame". My fingers dive into my hair sporadically as I stroke around my cheeks. Move toward your forehead and stroke your back as you go. Does the neck or back feel itchy or has a strong gobbling sound? I don't touch it inside myself around here, so I wonder if it feels fresh. But because of the rain, it smells like a wet beast and stinks a little...

That's why the big cat couldn't take it and decided to keep it in the village. Even if he says he is hungry, I believe him because he says he will run away and look for prey rather than eat people. Because superficial thinking is not the only thing conveyed in "tame", I can trust it. However, does it feel subtle if you count Mr. Mermaid as a human being? Let's put it right there.

However, the problem is that the travel speed is different... Nearly one hundred and three or forty kilometers remain. Will you walk nearly seven hours a day at 15 km/h...... Ask around and they'll know what the concept is called the road. So, you just have to go in the direction you don't smell yourself, so it seems possible to go down the woods along the road hunting around appropriately. You wouldn't think it was going south when fellow men from earlier arrived, so I wonder if there would be a chaser.

There's nothing more I can do about the big cat. At least if you're an individual who doesn't attack people, there's nothing wrong with having them live around you. Later is the information on the earlier man?

Let Tiger Modki go first. Horses have more persistence, so they'll catch up somewhere.

"Ray, what do you got?

"Yes. At least proper intelligence training is considered to be in place. I don't have anything to identify me with. You must be putting it all together inside a carriage or some kind of means of travel. Just take a look here."

Ray gives me a razor-sounding wipe. Every time I open my mouth, it contains a coin that I am familiar with. Hundred thousand war gold coins were also gobbled in, amounting to a little over one hundred and twenty thousand.

"Hmm? Just Worl?

"Yes. Exchange is very cumbersome unless you are also a member of a commercial guild. If you're an intelligence agent in another country, you usually have the currency of both countries. Because simply presenting your identity and responding can cause problems when you exchange. It's possible that even this is deceptive information, but it's something you can put into your nostalgia, so it's something you tend to forget. I just don't know if intelligence cares that much."

During the raid, separate the contents of the wallet before coming out...... Hmm. I think I'd do that much for a real job, but do I get that far...?

Ask Ray to continue his investigation and return to the carriage to call Lina.

"Sorry, I wiped your body. I need to ask you something. I don't mind the original tone."

Travel a little further from the carriage with Lina and speak up.

"Yes. What happened?

"Earlier noise, but likely intelligence work. I want you to tell me the basics of intelligence."

"Okay. Sometimes it's called penetrating, and you only have a basic education, but if you like, it's possible."

Lina nods with a slightly harsh face.

"He's the killer this time, but he doesn't have an ID. I just had my wallet. But the contents are worl. Will the average intelligence officer be educated to adjust to the contents of his wallet during raids?

Lina thinks only a little and opens her mouth.

"The raid at the penetration point was also in education. I was educated to eliminate the identification product, but not even my wallet. It's basic education, so I think it's common on this."

"Do you have any other information that might help us identify ourselves?

"I'll take care of it to hide its identity. I've just heard about your wallet and realized that you've moved to another country."

Is Walanica's intelligence education level around here...? Is it likely that there are people in the country? If this is deception, it's too advanced. However, there are few soils where the idea of saying so grows when it comes to a world where we cannot afford to wage war between nations. Ray also noticed that it was the only thing he had.

"Thank you. Get back in the carriage. I'm sorry, I got wet."

"No. Never mind. I'll be fine. I'll be back."

Lina returns to her usual look and back to the carriage.

I head toward Ray but he shakes my head to the side. We don't know much about each other's intelligence. That's even if you ask someone in intelligence. No further information will come out.

"Let's bury the body. It would be difficult to find them if they moved somewhat and disguised themselves"

That's right. When I speak to Ray, I snort back.

I didn't even like to put the body on the carriage, so I decided to carry it and move it on the hover. Remove a bottle of wax from the tool holder. I have a set of tools around here and put them in the trunk space under the vehicle.

"Well, I guess you want me to take the lead in the carriage. I'm going to be attacked if I can hide."

When I tell Ray with a bitter smile, he hurries up and starts getting ready to move. With regard to the horse, there was no upset due to the appearance of the tiger. I thought I would instinctively be frightened of fear when the carnivore approached, but he thought it was okay because I was handling it. As far as the horses' thoughts are concerned, they are reassuring, and calm.

After a little while, the carriage moves out. Bear the man's body and follow the carriage in the hover.

But it stinks. Should I see that there are people in the country who want to pull their legs in some way even after committing terrorist acts... I wouldn't be an opener. I wonder where or when, selling fights to me. I already said I was ready.

Feeling a slightly bitter object on the weight that I didn't carry on my back, I push it to slip through the fog rain. You made me carry this weight. If you say you'll get your hands on it, make me regret it. I'd be happy to say that would deter you. I've already made up my mind.