Living in different worlds (no chanter) - The Yufuwa Talent Dispatch Life of the Regenerating Wizard

"If you go to Turkiiba, it will help"

How many days has it been since they told me that and put me in a slaver's caravan?

Growing up in a very normal warm family with a serious father and a probable mother, I became morbid without any foretaste.

Six months... the doctor said.

Speaking of me then, I still don't think it's a big deal to have a cold with just a little cough.

I never imagined the next day they would suddenly take me to the slaver's caravan.

I know what my father said, it was the day after my sale that the slaver to Turkiiba was leaving.

The next one comes a year later, and by then I'm no longer alive.

Though there's something to be apprenticed about in terms of speed of decision and courage, I guess I wanted to at least say a proper goodbye to the neighbors.

"Oh, Ophika, it's time for dinner."

"Egh, goh! Excuse me, I'll be right there."

Go get a pot with wheat porridge from a slaver.

I am the caretaker of these carriage slaves.

Everything seems to have a tremendous wizard in Turkiiba, and any badly ill or injured will be healed in no time.

You're a slave going to sell to someone like that, so many kids can't walk under all kinds of circumstances, so you need to take care of them.

A few days ago, I was like, "Is that how you make money? I said," Help! Help! I was told, "Really?

But in fact, you feed him dinner, put him in the carriage, and he can't sell for a lot of money. Then I guess he's mostly a social contributor.

Slave traders, they don't like it from normal people even though it's an absolutely necessary job.

Maybe the wizard guy, too, is doing it with social contributions.

"......................................................................................................................................."

"Eat slowly."

Some kids in the carriage are so debilitated that they don't talk, they all eat hard just rice.

My eyes are glowing like a beast telling me if I'm gonna die.

Because it's a life you might be able to pick up.

This caravan is our last hope.

Running in the wilderness, it's a carriage of hope.

When the night comes, blanket everyone's body and close the carriage door to keep out the cold.

Day or night, I can't even watch for help, of course.

I have to do everything.

I'll get everyone to Turkiiba.

…………

"... what's wrong?

My pants hem was pulled from a non-talkative werewolf child.

Take the cantera lowered to the ceiling and illuminate inside the blanket.

"Are you here again?

The child, whose eyes were stiff and whose body was shaking small, nodded one, then pointed to the west (...) with his right hand, and raised three fingers of his left hand.

This kid is probably named after Blessings too.

Before and before, because the beast came from those who pointed it out that way.

We need to get out of the carriage immediately and call on the adventurer of the caravan escort.

"Adventurer's!! Anyone! Goho! Goho!

"What the fuck!

From the fire in the distance, I heard the uncle of the adventurer.

Because if you don't get it ready soon, it was faster than I thought before.

"The enemy is coming! Keho!"

"I'll be right there -!!

That voice that returned was already a lot closer to this carriage.

It was the pigs who appeared out of the darkness.

"Lady Goat, is that kid again? Which way west?

"The north is that way, here it is! Three!

"Sorry!

Pointing west, the pig adventurer vanished into darkness on a small run.

I know where I'm going, because I'm protective, too.

Because I haven't looked into it. Maybe, but bird god protection.

It's the kind of protection that only sailors need, just to know the direction, but it's been surprisingly helpful since I came to the caravan.

Instead, I can't see the darkness well at night.

I can see the fire cooked on the west side of the caravan.

I guess there's a bunch of adventurers with weapons going on, I could hear the iron rubbing along with the footsteps.

"It's a rock-skinned frog!! Bow doesn't make sense!!

"Surround him and slap him with a spear! Poke your ass and your eyes!

Thanks. They've already started the fight.

I closed the carriage door hard and slept wrapped around a blanket.

It has been a few days since I entered the rough land.

A strong wind has been blowing since yesterday, and the cigarette smoke keeps me from seeing around.

The lane of the caravan is stretched out, and it feels like it is barely following with a rope connected to the previous carriage.

"Hey... Opika... cha... where are you now?

"I heard yesterday that they're getting to Torx in a while,"

"Thanks... Opika..."

Some kids have been in the carriage since before I got on, and they're all physically getting to the point of anxiety already.

At times like this, I get angry with myself that I can only pray.

Ever since the discovery of the Church's great sin, no one has done God's favor...

I have a God to pray for.

I think that would be appreciated.

Bird God, save this poor little goat.

I'm sorry to say I don't want to be a sailor.

I'm sorry I made you feel sad for your father and mother.

Bird God, watch my journey from the sky.

If we go to Turkiiba, if we go to Turkiiba, we will all be helped.

Second, the carriage stopped.

I rock the body of a werewolf child.

"Gee ho... you got enemies?

With her eyes closed hard, she shook her head small to the side.

"Opika! Is this where the bird god protects Opika?

"Ah, yes!

Someone is knocking on the door with Don.

When I opened it, a brown-haired fishmonger woman stood with a bumpy head due to the wind.

He's not wearing armor, maybe he belongs to his lord.

"Car nine's lines are out! I need you to come forward! I don't know where you're going!

"Goho! I get it! Jeho!"

Thank you, Bird God.

Thank you for such great protection.

Thanks to your power, weak I, too, am likely to be able to open up my own life.

"Look, if we get this far, the Torx will be right there! Keep pointing east at me!

"Okay!

As long as you cross the wasteland, you will not be lost in earthsmoke.

The carriages in front must be waiting for us in Torx.

"If only we could see the sun or the stars like this..."

"How far is it to the barn zone?

"We were supposed to be out by noon, we have to get lost!

Your sister gave me sunflower seeds to calm down a little after she whipped me to the horse.

I had never eaten anything like this, but it seemed salty, making my nervous and teasing throat drier.

"Jeho! Jeho!

"Was it hard, see the water"

"Excuse me..."

It's just water that sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

The carriage proceeded straight east, avoiding rocks and gradients, and by the time the moon began to climb, it was possible to see the city lights of Torx.

Torx to Torquiiba is not long away.

My sister told me yesterday that between Torx, Torquiiba and Ruefma it's a huge barn zone with hundreds of cities in it.

Of course, the roads are well maintained, and there is little beast tugging because the logic is turning.

We can avoid an extra battle, so we're off track until yesterday.

Everyone was perfectly relieved, and our carriage became much more comfortable so that the lord could talk to us.

"All these carriages are going to Schenker, right?

"Keho... That's right, I hear that the Schenker of Turkiiba is like God"

"A woman would be fine, but a man's slave is no different and tragic. I thought you said Shenker's Sawaddy or something, he must be such a sketchy guy collecting all these women."

"Huh."

"Shit, we have a sure place to buy items that aren't worth it, too, and God, military, Shenker."

Watching the one who lights a cigarette while saying so, he pulled his leg from behind.

He was that kid from the werewolf tribe.

You want to get out of bed and crawl to let me know...

"Are you here again?

"... Oh... Ki... No... Ki..."

He was a squeamish, an old woman's voice.

I raised one finger and pointed north.

"From the north! Big comes!!

"What!! Ooh hey!! They're coming from the north!! Big one's coming!!

I get a reply from each carriage to that voice that stumbles on my ear.

"North!! How many!!

"Ichi-no!!

"North!! Big one no!!

It's a carriage that slows down gradually, but it'll be a while before it stops completely.

More and more fully equipped adventurers jumped from the carriage, which had only slightly slowed down.

When I take my neck out of the air window on the roof of the carriage and look in the north direction, I see a wheat field snapping down far beyond.

The beast, which seemed blurry far away, was a red, big fox on the cheek.

"Kane!!!

"It's a red cheek fox!!

"I've never done such a big thing!!

"Bow! Bow shoot. Bow!!

"Put it together and shoot! Put it together!"

"Carriage go first!! Don't stop!! I'm almost Tolkiiba!!

"Gang!"

Three adventurers were bounced together in an attack on the tail of a barking fox.

Maybe not...

We've come this far!!

Everyone will be able to help soon!!

"Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......"

At that time, I heard something tall, like a squeal.

"Ggaaaaaaaa!!

At the next moment, I wondered if a shadow had run from the sky and something like a spear was piercing the fox's shoulder.

"Bongo! Keep it up!"

From afar, I can see something running.

Too fast for someone on a horse.

Is that Dragon Knight?

No, it's Centaur!

Flushing rich brown hair behind his musculoskeletal body, countless weapons carried on his back.

"Go bah!

With a prolonged voice, it was the red horse spear that was thrust into the fox as the momentum it had been running.

"Kane!!

Its horse spear, broken in the middle, stops the fox from sewing deep into the ground.

Centaur, who pulled the sword out of his back, snapped the fox's neck as easily as if it were smoked meat.

"Whoa! Did you see that?

"I saw it! The fox has been decapitated!

"It's not! That Centaur! That's a" Seven Swords "pickle! Schönker, it's a rigidity!

I'm sorry for the one you say with excitement, but I wasn't really listening to you obsessed with seeing Mr. Pickles brave.

There's a woman in Turkiiba who's that strong.

The world is wide, really wide.

After Tolkiiba, I honestly couldn't clap.

Everyone was bought together, put together and put on healing magic.

I haven't spoken to your husband a word.

The kids who can't talk, who can't move, they're all better.

My illness, which was so painful, was no longer beautiful and I was to work right from the next day.

Until now, I've kept it a secret from the first person I met that I just know where to look...

From now on, I've decided to reveal it to all kinds of people as my weapon.

"That's all?" some laughed, but I don't care.

It was the bird god who saved me from the storm.

Then they immediately caught the eye of Mr. Slave-headed Chicken and incorporated him into an important job.

After all, it's like using everything.

There's no useless power, because even that strong Mr. Pickle is loved by a hazy earthdragon god.

It's wonderful to have a god to pray for.

Dear bird god soldier, Dear Sawadi, I will still work for you today.

And father, mother.

I'm sending you this letter, wrapping up my little adventure, because I've accumulated pennies.

Magical Schenker Group.

Taoist guide service.

From the 'Don't get lost' opica.