Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Episode 207: The Village Behind the Mountains Hathaler and Parents

Knocking on the door, it slowly opens and peeks from it the face of one middle-aged woman.

That's the face I've been seeing for a long time.

Aged but beautiful as a sneak.

Those eyes look at me, they look open to surprise, and a little tear builds up...

"Lent... you're home well. I was worried. The Adventurers' Guild told me you were missing."

That's what I said.

The Adventurers' Union Guild is not a friendly and attentive organization that actively contacts its hometown about missing adventurers, but it was probably the plot of Adventurers' Union President Guildmaster Wolf.

Well, it's already been confirmed that I'm alive, but it means I still haven't heard from you about my survival.

There are some methods of communication that use flying organisms, but it's not like sending them to the countryside this much, and then we'll have to send them by carriage.

Perhaps some of those letters were in the carriage we came in this time.

I had some boxes with supplies, and I guess I'll carry them in later.

"I've got a lot going on around there, and this is how I'm pimping. What about Dad?"

"Oh, he's in there, too. Come in... oh? What about you?

"It's Lorraine. He's a scholar who makes friends in Malt..."

When I say that, Lorraine looks like she might have a lot to say, but for now, don't touch it.

"I'm Lorraine Vivier. As Lent said, scholars and adventurers in malt, and alchemy are also hobbies. Nice to meet you... So, what about you...?

and asked the woman who welcomed me at the village chief's house.

says the woman.

"Oh, I'm late to say hello. My name is Jilda Fina. I am the wife of Ingo Fina, the village chief of this village. Thank you very much."

"... Fina? Hey, no way, Lent, you..."

To Lorraine, who looks surprised, I...

"That's right. This man is my mother. The village chief is a jerk. So, the pharmacist's grandmother... is my grandmother's sister."

That's what I said.

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"No way, it was surprising that Lent would bring a woman back to the village... no, this would be a pleasure"

Once inside the house, the village chief ingo was on the table, so me and Lorraine and Jilda sat together.

We introduce ourselves to each other, and then we chat.

Even so, basically, it's just me and Lorraine talking about what I did in Malt.

After that, it feels like Ingo and Jilda are talking about various events in the village.

So I gradually moved on to talking about the villagers' marriages, and when I heard them, it seemed that the majority of them, like I was taking care of them, were married, and few already had children.

I do remember thinking that when I came back here over a year ago, more and more of these guys were kind of friendly.

I see that was love season.

They were about my age because I left the village, and a couple of years later, they were all already married.

Seeing their kids running around the village like I once did, I just felt a little lonely because they seemed to show me different ways how I was cutting the rudder of my life in a strange direction.

I'm more than happy, though.

Everyone in the village is doing well and happy.

However, at the time we talked about that, the eyes of Ingo and Jilda looking at Lorraine changed a bit......

"Hey, when I say Lent, I just train whoever tells me to. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to get married for long. But, hey. If you know someone so beautiful outside the village...... hey"

That's what Jilda said.

Whatever you want to say, I can tell you how much I'm Park Min-jin.

I would like to say that Mr. Lorraine is your daughter-in-law.

But where this neighborhood is a woman's speaking skill, it's never clear.

I just make it smell so hard to deny or affirm.

They don't listen in such a way that they can answer with denial or affirmation.

... Well, in a way, it may be a care, but it also feels like a needle.

But unlike me like that, Lorraine's not nervous at all, but rather as eagle fried,

"In Malt, Lent knows a lot of women. To Lina, Shayla, to me, and to Lillian, Alize..."

Hey, wait a minute.

I feel bad about the way you say it.

When you line up your names only, they all give the impression that you're an old beauty, but Lina is almost as old as her sister, and Lillian is a much older cleric. And Alize, why are you such a child?

Shayla is... well, she's a woman of the right age in that sense, but I guess I know her because she has a relationship at work.

I share a lot of situations, but that's basically all I should...

As for Lorraine, I can't make any excuses because I live with her when I think about her in that sense again, but that's what I'm talking about when I look at her as a villager.

When I say adventurer in malt, it's not that uncommon for men and women, even party members, to live in the same house, so there's no problem.

... maybe.

But to say that, Lorraine and Ingo, and Jilda's conversation didn't have time for me to whisper.

"Oh well, there's so many women I know... then our worries were worrying. 'Cause I thought Lent might never get married."

"Really? But no matter how much this guy says Park Min-jin in that way, it will also mean he will come over from the other side. I don't even seem to be the type to resist that hard..."

"You know very well, don't you? Exactly. But... there was no one in this village to get to Lent."

"... is that...?

neck tilted Lorraine, but to block that question,

"Oh, yeah. Lent is back, too, and I'm going to throw a welcome feast today. Will you be ready, Zilda?"

"Yes, I understand. You. Well, then, both of you, have fun today. From now on, I will speak to everyone in the village."

That's what Jilda says, shitty and leaves the house.

Ingo also

"I'll come too. Even if it's a small village, there are quite a few inhabitants. Jilda, it's hard to be alone."

Likewise, he left the house.

Seeing the two of them behind us like that, Lorraine,

"... Hey, Lent"

and twinkle.

I...

"What?

"Did I say something wrong?

That's what Lorraine asked me, so I shook my head and answered.

"No, not at all. I'm the problem. Those two are taking care of me..."

"What do you mean?

"It's a simple story. Ingo and Jilda are not my real parents. I mean my step-parents."