Makai Hongi

I ran down the street.

It takes two days to walk to the village of destination. I wanted to shrink that a little bit.

"I guess this is what it's all about when they pull my hair back"

I wanted to stay in the village more and help the rats get rid of it. But the due date is approaching.

It was unfortunate that a red rat came out, but it was fortunate that information was accidentally brought to us by the Lamia.

I had heard from travelers coming to the village about villages and towns devastated by epidemic diseases (still yama).

I only thought it was a story that had nothing to do with us in some distant country, but that was usually something that could happen in any village.

"If you run, you'll get there by tonight."

Are the villagers doing well?

Even if I try to run heartless, I can't get it out of my head.

It is wrong to expect hygiene concepts in the village of the Auga tribe.

'Cause it's hard to make sure you understand' how that happens'.

So it becomes an occasional response like "wash your hands," "do your bitches," and "don't touch anything dirty."

Perhaps, the Auga are several times more resistant to germs and bacteria than humans.

So I don't have to worry about hygiene.

"You're inconvenient at times like this."

If it is infectious, such as an infectious disease, it makes no sense if the flesh is somewhat strong.

If you get sick, you're just like any other patient.

I was in a hurry and walked faster, and it was almost midnight before I finally reached the desired village.

I can tell for myself. Fatigue accumulates.

Once you've accomplished your purpose, I plan to return again in a big hurry, so I want to rest my body a little bit here.

On Oki's side, I fell asleep.

Then what do you think? The sleeper came quickly.

"... hmm?

I woke up shaking my body.

Peeping into me is a short Auga tribe - a kid from this village, I guess.

It's still early in the morning. I guess I'll help with farming or go into the mountains to collect or hunt.

It seems like a child of the village, so it's just fine.

"I'm Goran. I want to meet Gooden in this village."

When I named him, the kid jumped up with a pione and rushed off.

I don't think you have to panic so much.

Stand up slowly and stretch.

There's nothing in my body that hurts. When I was a human, I would have been unable to wait to sleep at the roots of a tree like this to save my body. Again, the Auga flesh is good for stubbornness.

Besides, tiredness is getting a little better. Sleep is still important.

Okay, let's go.

I walked out towards the center of the village.

Walking around the village as I asked, Gooden seemed like a celebrity and everyone knew where the house was.

Gooden was about to come from the other side, brought to me by a child.

An earlier child must have gone to get it.

There was a chair under the Oki in the middle of the village, so I sat there and I confronted the former troop leader for a long time.

"Ha-ha-ha... Long time no see"

It's only been less than a year since I last saw her, but would she have gotten a little old?

This is more like Gouden before, I feel like he had a hegemony.

"I need to talk to you today"

"Right. I'll listen to every story. Anyway, you beat me. Kahaha."

"Then the story is quick. I'll be leading the troops out of this country soon."

"War?

"It's something similar. Going to fight is no different. The problem is we have to leave the country for quite some time."

"Hmm."

Rarely do I pretend that Gooden is bothered.

"I want to leave the village to you after I'm gone. I've been doing this for a long time, so you can do it, right?

Gooden had been a troop leader under the former Legion Commander of Nehyol for more than fifty years.

My career is different from mine, which is only seventeen years old.

"Hmm... I can, but I'm old too. I haven't been motivated since I lost."

Gooden is a mutant species of the Auga tribe. My parents are a regular Orga, and I'm not in this world anymore.

Most of the people I know should already be in the cadastral because the Heioga live nearly three times as much as the Auga.

You're from the Auga clan, so you're registered? No, that's good.

In the case of Gooden, who has been a troop leader for years, maybe it's time to think about hiding.

That's why I want to leave it to you.

"Then think of this as your last job. I hope I get back safely. If you get the obituary, you decide on a new leader. You can be yourself, or you can nominate someone. Everyone obeys you."

"Is that my last job? Right. It might be good."

Looks like you got me on board.

But unlike before, the Auga now have a lot of difficult problems.

I need you to understand that.

"We don't have much time. I'll have to leave the village soon, and I won't see you again when I leave the village. I'll tell you what's important now."

Even if I tell you everything, I don't think I can understand it to Gooden.

Because when I was a troop leader, I left everything to my deputy's rig.

Therefore, I can expect to feel the same this time.

All I had to do was tell the Kobolds the details, so I decided to tell Gouden only what was on fire.

"I can only remember one or two of them, haha"

They got ahead of me before I said it.

"... ok. Then let's just talk about what's important."

We talked about the village where the red rat came out.

Gooden didn't seem to know about the rats spreading the disease, but he firmly recognized the danger.

"That was about thirty years ago. Sometimes the water in the well gets worse, and the bummer and his buddies fall. You feel anything like that?

"If we hadn't used the well then, wouldn't the damage have spread? In the same way this time, I think we can prevent some infection if we don't even touch the rat and its shit. If the patient comes out, we need to isolate him and see how he's doing."

I told him about other traps catching rats and making other villages aware of red rats.

I know what caused it. If it can be prevented, I think the damage can still be prevented.

"You're already full of heads. Ha ha ha ha..."

"... are you serious"

After I led the soldiers, I had to form an army with the rest of them, and I wanted to tell them about the area.

In addition, there are the reapers who have become new companions.

Furthermore, there were various things I wanted to convey, such as the treatment of the Lamian tribe, which was not under the control of the little demon king Melvis.

Once I said it, I forgot the previous story, so I decided to give up crying.

"Then just remember one more thing. I'll tell all the other stories to the Kobolds, so listen carefully to them."

"I see. I'm good at that. Ha ha ha ha..."

He's good at it. Yeah, I'm getting a headache.

Still, it would be better than being moved without understanding.

At least no more orders to line up and storm inside a battlefield where magic flies... right? Please.