Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

As for the equipment brought to the central tower, Windmill came out with the compiled materials aside.

"Whoa, husband. Are you okay now?

The condition is quickly found by the slave knights who were on guard, each surrounded by an attempt to hear their physical condition.

They ask me to work as a loyal doll. They take it easy on me to think that if they had a wind view, they'd be absolved.

I don't feel alert or approximate, and it's a similar level to the attitude I associate with.

It seemed to me that I had finally sprouted what I had been comfortable dealing with if I tried to see the wind. It was also emotional.

The first person I've spoken to was Rye, who also followed me in my search for a cave in Hydra.

"Oh, finally this morning. I almost died in my spare time, but I managed to survive."

"That's good. When my husband disappeared, it would have been tough for us in many ways."

"Bad. I'll try not to go through that kind of trouble next time."

This would not have happened if we had been more careful after we met with Hydra.

The first thing you need to do is get to know them well.

And he learned so painfully already that he should never be alarmed.

Knowledge and common sense in modern Japan alone cannot survive this one.

"How was the captain, too?

"I wouldn't be the captain or anything anymore, would I? Glenn's Glenn, too, but how are you guys doing?"

"It's a weird way to put it, but apparently the vice president isn't really willing to nominate a vice president. I laughed that the workload was not very different from before, so there was nothing wrong with it."

"I guess. I only did paperwork about the final confirmation."

"You've done well with that, haven't you?

"This territory would prove that you could even do it at the top of the decorations, right? I prefer to move my body in the field."

"Yeah, I figured that out more than I'd like"

For the past ten days, Liz didn't try to get any parchment material or few but prepared books that the wind sights had brought in just to shake the sabel by herself, go to sleep, or come out a little bit.

I laugh when they say what an indoorsman looks like in such an obvious way.

"But either way, you'll need an assistant. Oh, man, it's totally silly. You'll be considerate first."

"Maybe education wasn't good enough."

"Ha, now you're saying you blame me"

It doesn't make any difference that I'm being respectful, but they no longer have an up and down relationship, so they've had enough to mix jokes.

Liz flaunted her shoulders as each of the knights laughed.

So Liz turns her gaze toward the wind.

“It's your fault too," he said.

He laughs bitterly because there was such a mix of sub audio. Rebellion is also a good place.

"By the way, before I go to Donnie's, I need to ask you one thing, okay?

"Yes, yes, what kind of husband?

"I'm talking about Nora, what happened? If you've already made a grave or something, tell me where it is."

"Uh... you're right. Don't you know my husband?"

If asked, he scratches his head wondering how he returned it.

I didn't really understand why I had such an attitude on the wind.

I wondered if Rye just didn't know and looked around and the other knights had trouble with the words as similar and didn't try to look at each other.

"We don't have graves. When I die, I'm burned, ashed, and I throw it away. But we don't have a garbage dump either, so they're letting us put it on the edge of the collective cemetery."

When he said it, I was in a hurry.

I know, but I guess it was a reality that everyone wanted to turn a blind eye to. Everyone seems to be having a hard time doing it, but they are grinning and fixing it.

What a painful air.

Liz is naturally reminded of what she said about the slave she was supposed to be, but not slave or masochistic.

……

At times like this, Chloe was also silent about arguing with straightforward, over-the-top words that would make everyone laugh.

Normally, a religious would have preached in words that would not save anything: "If you are doing good, you will surely be saved".

But there is no God in her religion.

I don't think about post-mortem tranquillity, I don't seem to know how to speak to someone like this because it's a religion to live in now.

Chloe looks painful and holds her mouth.

But she had managed to push the words out of the back of her throat.

"I will change...... I can change it, if it's the wind! If that's not enough, you can also raise your voice from the church. It may not add up to anything in my words, but don't let it get you down"

"Uh, no, I don't want you to feel sorry for me. Don't worry, this is normal and everywhere. Instead, there's no cold and no hunger while you're alive, so you're still better off, right? It's heavy labor."

That's what Rye was trying to tease me about.

I guess he can behave like this because he has a strong heart.

Some faces, though not as strong in heart as he was, remained shady. I guess if I didn't try to hide my expression, everyone would look like this.

Everyone is pessimistic about the future even though he says he is younger than the wind.

I don't suspect it's the same end road ahead. Because it's just painful to look ahead. They just looked at their feet.

There is a place to see it first rather than the prosperity of the territory or the grandeur of letting Doni's son inherit it it.

The wind gaze quietly admitted that this must really be the challenge to be right.

But I feel sorry for you, but I still can't do anything about it.

The wind gaze was not comforting because it might just make it hard to give you weird sympathy.

"... ok, thanks. Then I'll go to the grave first. It's bad for Liz and Chloe because I don't think you can go out on your own, but can you hang out with me for a second?

"I don't care."

"I'll be happy to hang out with you"

The three of us took each other and tried to follow the scene, but the wind gaze turned back to the knights, as I recall.

"You know, I wasn't strong enough about Nora. We'll do our best to keep that from happening. At least if it's within my reach, within my reach, I'll never let it do the same again. I'll let you crawl up to that point."

"Uh, husband?

"Well, that's what I'm talking about."

No, Rye was surprised by the voice with his heart in it, but the wind gaze waves a flickering hand back to his usual bottomless face to follow the scene.

They looked at each other wondering what the remaining knights meant.

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There are several collective cemeteries in Hydra.

In time, the closest cemetery to the castle became a small, tall plot of land that allowed us to look out over the city.

There are a number of graves that have just been erected because of different cultures or because of trees and stones formed in a '*' shape rather than a cross.

In the meantime, there was a forgotten space in the corner.

It is a place where ashes have been dumped unconstitutionally and only turned into mountains.

At the top were brand new ashes and bones while some ashes nearly returned to the soil exposed to the wind storm.

……

I guess I rolled in the wind. The wind gaze picks up the bones that were falling at your feet.

It's a fine wood-like bone that will break if you put a little effort into it. It's hard to believe this was a person until just ten days ago.

"I guess I should have at least gotten home properly, but couldn't it have been a little bad? After all, I couldn't do anything."

Bones and ashes were only about parcels and obviously not enough for one person.

There will be some minutes that I've been hit by Hydra's laws, and some that I couldn't dig out.

Seeing Nola now like that, I could see how much the wind saw was missing for me.

Life is heavy.

It was heavy to be such a piece of bone, and he was likely to take it back again at risk.

Liz and Chloe watched him faraway doing that.

Because Liz had no hobbies or hobbies to snuggle in the grave than she had, and Chloe cared that she should be alone in the windscape.

They reach for their bones and see the wind as they crouch in.

Just a little but his shoulders seemed trembling.

"Dear Windmaker, are you crying...?

"Well. I guess not if you think so. That world seemed sweet enough, so he must be the one dragging that sweetness."

"Yes, I think so"

Liz sits with her back in an affordable tree when she takes her eyes off the lid.

It was the exact opposite of Chloe, who looked out for me all the time worried.

Maybe he just doesn't need to see it because he's in his eyes rather than not interested though.

But it was with Chloe that I understood that much.

There is such sweetness in the wind, for better or worse.

But that was never the side I hated even as a girlfriend.

"I think it's because the wind gaze is like that that that you can fall under."

"The other way around. You won't be able to do that."

"How can that be? I'm sure you can save a lot of people if you look at the wind!

"Well, if you just save it. But history didn't become a legend just because it spread strange knowledge, did it? More or less, it moved countries and continents. By the time I got there, I'd have made the decision to live and to kill."

Chloe knows more about history than anyone else. So I was nodding with my heart that I wasn't wrong.

The first generation to create the great powers of the North, two generations who ran numerous wars with dragons.

Other than that, even three or four generations should have faced at least a few turmoil.

Of course, every generation is in quite a bit of human death. But it was also certain that there had been more than that.

"But that personality wouldn't make it possible to make a choice, would it? There is no such thing as the one who becomes a hero by himself. Even the king is with me. The people around you tailor it exactly as you call it. Instead, if there's one person who can be it alone, I don't think he's human."

"Does that mean don't push your ideals?

"No, I'm not. I'm just demeaning Singo, so I don't care if people look for deep meaning. I don't know how to do that. If you think you should do that, you can do your best. That's your religion, isn't it?

The little difficult argument was over and Liz kept her body deep in the tree and closed her eyes.

If you try it Chloe, it is somewhat an incomplete burning tabernacle.

I still don't understand Liz's mind. Chloe often thought about what it meant to be serious.

"Um, could you have told me?

"I don't have a decent head enough to tell you. You can interpret it as you like."

"Thank you"

Liz flaunted her shoulder when she saw the dust and her head drop.

It's been about five minutes.

The wind gaze can stand up and spread a handkerchief over the ashes to cover.

"Don't let a girl get wet in the rain."

The windsight that came back to the two of us said, "You made me wait. Let's go home," he calls out.

Without the swelling of the crying windy eyes, there is no shade of expression.

He looked perfectly like a good person all the time.

But Liz, who saw him like that, looked at him mean.

"Singo, were you crying?

"... you know, don't make up your mind about that"

"Ha ha, you're a feminine hero. A slave knight (we) will die. If you look at that mountain, you'll see.

"It's not feminine, it's sweet!

Chloe disobeys and argues on behalf of the wind.

He grinned bitterly at the look of it and opened his mouth.

"Ma, it's true I cried. Somehow it's my separation. You have memories of how grateful we are to be together, including family and close opponents, right? I enjoyed being with you. I'm so sad to never see you again. It's a separation to tell him that he wanted to do something too. Then I laugh from the next moment on. Make it funny. It's my way of showing you to move forward without dragging."

When I said it that way, Liz puffed me up.

"What, did you have an idea? That's surprising."

"Hey, what do you think you are?"

"Dear Mistress, who is unknown to the public, sweet and unable to fight. And then there's the head. Is there anything else left to say?

"Konno's dog is busy!

As soon as I tried to shake my fist up and chase him, they took my time and alerted me.

The opponent is a combat professional. I can't even touch them anymore if they stare at me one by one like this.

The rule of thumb I chased a few times quickly waves a white flag when I can't.

The wind sight gave up early and lowered its hand.

If you order me to wait, they'll catch you. Doing that just makes me vain.

"I respect being able to do that. The same goes for what I said to the knights earlier. You're right, Kazumi. You're trying to move on."

"Ah, haha. I'm embarrassed to be told that."

These two come to inspire the shame of wind sighting in two ways.

He was scratching his back of his head and clouding the field.

But Chloe said it in good faith.

He exhaled in notion that his bitter smile would melt with his straight eyes.

"Okay, okay. Then I can't help it. I guess I'll put together something embarrassing at this point."

"What is it about?

"It's impossible for me to have done the same thing as under history, let the whole territory flourish, let Donnie's son inherit it it. I want to do what I can and help myself around first. Slave knights and slums...... I want to help out of that beyond my reach"

I don't know what to do that all of a sudden I went for something big.

Then I could have stuck with the tricks and stacking them from the little things.

First, raise funds, then improve and make known medical and agricultural technologies. If I could do that, I'd go further...

When I say that, Chloe makes her eyes shine like a flower, and Liz laughs at me.

"Well, that's why. Like I said before, I'm the same villain as Donnie right now. I have to start here. I'm sure it'll annoy both of us if we try to crawl up and go, but as far as I'm concerned, I want you to rely on me a lot. Let me guess what I should do now. Ready?"

"Of course!

"Yes, yes, I'll obey if your husband wants. I told you that, didn't I?

It's an answer that has its own personality.

Windmill trusted them and went home to talk a little bit about what was to come.