My Twin Sister Was Taken as a Miko and I Was Thrown Away but I’m Probably the Miko

"It's okay. Doaneers don't do that. Because I don't even have a bad feeling about it."

That's what I told Mr Nilsi and the others to reassure them.

It may be that Nilsi and the others, who have just met Doaneer, have no choice but to be vigilant about Doaneer.

But I hope you get along.

"... right, okay"

Mr. Nilsi didn't look entirely convinced, but he told me so once.

So much so that we can't tell among the same people, maybe we're wary of a completely different existence called a dragon.

Though the Griffons were easily accepted because they are gods to Mr. Athos, the dragons would be demons that were completely irrelevant to the Beasts.

"The rest is right. I interacted with those who came from the Kingdom of Migga.... Mr. Nilsi, I know it's complicated, but please calm down and listen."

"... I get it."

"There is no hostility towards them, and this village is short of people. Mr. Nilsi, plus I think other people sometimes see people from the Kingdom of Migga in the village. Tell someone if that makes you bitter. Try not to hold it in by yourself. I can't tell you how I feel, but I can listen to you."

That's what Mr. Lan said and looked over at the people who had returned from the exploration.

They took away a place to live in the Kingdom of Migga. The wound remains all the time. The pain that has left me with the loss of Mr. Athos, too, remains a long time. I'm sure that won't go away easily.

This village is gradually growing in number. Then there are all sorts of people.

There is also anxiety that soothing villages are changing. But we must also move forward to achieve our goals.

Thereafter, each report continued with those who remained in the village and those who went on exploration.

By the end of the long report, some of them had crept into the boat. It was a long story, wasn't it? Those who slept were cautioned to "tell important stories" to those who were around them.

I turned to Mr Lang after the report was finished.

Mr. Lan was talking to Mr. Nilsi as the villagers returned to their respective homes after completing their reports.

"Aren't you tired, Mr. Nilsi? Aren't you going back?

"No, I'll go back... but I thought you were the same. I'm having a lot of fun discussing it earlier..."

"Well, it's fun. There's so much to know, so much to know."

I really don't think Mr. Lang has changed since we met.

It always seems like fun and I work hard to do what I want to do.

"Ha ha."

"What are you laughing at?

"No, while I was away from the people I was exploring, if this village was turning into something we didn't know - I was also talking about that. This village has just been built, and it's changing."

"Well, you did that?

"... what is that unexpected voice!!

"Something unexpected. Mr. Nilsi had a slightly thicker image. Yeah, but, you know, I've been crying about wanting to help my people before, and I'm pretty much a crybaby too."

"... uh forget that already!! In the meantime, I'm relieved you haven't changed at all. This village has been involved, but so have the runs, and the others haven't changed at all."

"That would be natural. It won't be that easy."

Mr. Lan and Mr. Nilsi were having such a conversation. Mr. Lan is approaching. Either because he notices me, or he turns his gaze here.

"Oh, Lernda, what's up?

"Because Doaneer said he knew about the ruins. I was hoping to talk to Mr. Lang."

"What? What, that dragon, you know that too?

If I answer Mr Lan's query, Mr Nilsi turns his surprised gaze to the doornair.

Doaneer has such a gaze and an unpleasant squeal. I'm not trying to intimidate you because they just stopped me from trying to intimidate you earlier.

"Yeah. Doaneer, because I remember Mr. Dolorean. Oh, Mr. Dolorean is the god of the Billers."

"Heh... you mean small but you know a lot"

Mr Nilsi, as impressed, saw the doornair.

"Picky (um, I'm awesome)"

Doaneer says so greatly. I don't understand what the Doaneers are saying to Mr. Nilsi, so he'll just seem to be ringing.

"Well, that's a boulder! Can you tell me about the ruins, Doaneer?

"Picky (um, okay)"

"Well, I'll tell Mr. Lang what I said."

If Mr. Lan asked him in, the moody doornair began to talk about the ruins he had gained from Mr. Dolorean's knowledge.

- Girls and returning people four.

(The girl consults with the lady about the ruins after she finishes her report)