Getting rocked by a boarding carriage, roughly a week.
The carriage finally reached the nearest city in the village of destination.
From there, I'm on foot to my new village.
On the road, it was getting dark, so I magically turned on the lights and proceeded.
Sometimes it's because it's night, but after I leave the city, there's no sign of people at all.
I continued to rely on maps along fine paths that made me wonder if there really was a village where people lived.
So when I walked out of the nearest city gate for about three hours?
I finally see the village lights.
Even though it is midnight when I say I have a great view, it is dark around me, but I stand on a hill and see the lights of the village under my eyes.
The view of the village from the top of the hill was somewhat larger, not as idle as I had expected.
Is the number of dwellings dotted between fields a little over a hundred?
I think it's a village of the size of five hundred people.
When I finished checking the whole village, I went down the hill and headed for the lights.
Eventually we reach the entrance to the village.
There are naturally no gatekeepers, no greetings.
The outer circumference of the village was surrounded by a simple wooden fence, but it would also be difficult to prevent goblin intrusion in such a scuska, etc., which makes me think occupationally sick, but aside from that.
It's been a long time since dark, and I don't even see him as a villager in the field.
For one thing, I decided to head to the village chief's house.
I went to see if perhaps the biggest residence would be that and it was in the middle.
When I knocked on the door, a girl came out that she was the village chief's daughter and was passed inside after a bit of boredom.
When I show the decree I was given by the college, an old man named the village chief takes it seriously.
And I hit Pong and his hand, as if he finally remembered something.
"Oh, you're a teacher at the College of the Brave. My predecessor passed away a few years ago, and the next one came, so I totally forgot."
... Hey.
Are you all right, Grandpa?
Or are you okay with this village's College of the Brave?
My predecessor disappeared years ago, and the next one hasn't come?
Doesn't that mean it doesn't work as a college for the brave?
Even with such anxiety, I am given the keys to a residence to be loaned to the faculty of the College of the Brave.
The house hasn't been used in a few years either, so it's going to start with cleaning...
And well, this is fine tomorrow, but I also wanted to see the campus of the College of the Brave, so I'll take that key to the village chief, too.
At this rate, he said, "There's no school building, is there? Not surprisingly, I thought I'd get all my culture shocks done sooner rather than later.
Then the village chief turned a mysterious word to me that he hadn't anticipated.
"We have the keys to the campus of the College of the Brave. But be careful, there are three kittens living there."
... three kittens?
Even when I questioned him, the village chief just laughed and peeled.
The faculty home was just not used for many years and the house was dusty as expected.
The residence itself is spacious and there are multiple beds to assume a family life.
Complete with living room, dining room, kitchen, toilet, etc. as well as bathroom, never bad as a place to live...... or so splendid to live alone.
Whatever it is, it's not going to be useful without cleaning.
I thought I should give up sleeping in the bed in this house today.
Now when that happens, what are we going to do with the beds today?
There does not seem to be any accommodation for travellers in this village, and if so, it is realistic around asking the village chief to stay only one night...
That's where I come up with it.
I have a travel blanket.
It's a warm time, and as long as it's not dusty somewhere in the building where the wind storm will rise, you'll sleep fine there wrapped in a blanket.
And when I thought about it, I thought, well, what about the campus at the College of the Brave?
The fact that it is not locked means that the school building is probably used on a daily basis for some purpose.
Then it shouldn't be dusty.
Besides, I couldn't help but wonder what the village chief said about "three kittens".
Helping with that curiosity, I headed to the campus of the College of the Brave with magical lights.
"... Oh, come on, this is the school building"
I was unexpectedly blurry.
When we reached the place taught by the village chief, what was there was a small digging shed that was probably smaller than any other house in the village.
The appearance of a small classroom where a few people can fit one.
All the wooden windows are closed and you can't see what's going on inside.
For once, there's a strangely large garden-like space for a ground replacement, but so I just don't see what's going on.
I sigh loudly and lay my hands on the door of a borough shed named School House.
Well, if it's a kitten habitat, maybe it's big enough.
─ ─ Giy.
When I run through the handle and push the door, the door opens with the sound of a tree.
It's definitely not locked.
"... Kitten, are you there?"
I turn the magic light inside the cabin and see what's going on in there.
Then... there he is.
Three kittens.
No, you're not.
It's not a cat.
Is the cat that big?
It was three human children who were inside that little digging shed.
At the wall behind the house, the three of them gather around and roll, wrapped in a single blanket.
No, can I call you a child?
You look old enough to wonder whether to call me a boy or a girl or a child.
More specifically, all three are a little younger than an adult of fifteen.
But I don't know...
All three are so thin and dirty, they look like orphans living in the city's slum district.
Meanwhile, those kids who were wrapped in blankets, they also seem to have noticed that I came in.
One of them jumps out of a bah and blanket and takes a stick of wood that was rolling nearby.
And when the child stood forward to protect the two who remained, she glanced at me.
It's hard to tell between a boy and a girl, a brunette child.
"Who, you! You're not from the village!
He yells at me like that.
Voice like a boy before he changed his voice.
I see... Did that village chief eat you a cup?
I thought you almost ran into a kitten.