Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri (LN)

The day has come when I will travel to the Holy City.

"In the morning..."

In my usual habit, I wake up before the sun rises. Wash your face with cold spring water and then have a good breakfast. Anyway, the long journey begins today.

Though you will be riding a han horse, long horseback riding consumes a lot of health. Eat well-digested carbohydrates and protein in a balanced way.

"Is this good for your luggage?"

After breakfast, I'll make a final check on the luggage for the trip.

Save food and night tools for emergency use, plus continental currency, and keep luggage to a minimum. It is also possible to purchase food in the lodging town when needed, and food can be hunted and procured in the forest by the street.

"Holy capital..."

It was the capital of the Holy Kingdom of Romanus, the Sacred Capital, that I was going to head off on my own. The most historic power on this continent. It is a story that a glorious culture is a kingdom of incense.

"Is it because of the village of Uld and the Holy Kingdom..."

But there was a deep relationship between such a sacred kingdom and the village of Uld, and there was a huge problem.

It was the nobility of the divine kingdom that governed the village as a flying territory. But due to the sudden use of force by the Lords two years ago, all the adults in the village had been stripped. In other words, the village of Uld and the Holy Kingdom have the worst relationship.

"The lord renounced the rule of the village and told the story of abandonment. But..."

At the time of the incident two years ago, Uld had been destroyed as a territory. But if you have fanned the Holy Kingdom, it is also possible that the Knights will be exercising force again.

So I heard about my trip to the Holy City, and the village chief and Riesha were blue-faced.

"Don't bother the village...... right"

That's why I decided to go alone this time. When we met a month ago in the village chief's hall, I explained in a cold manner to both of them, also because they did not understand their emotions.

Otherwise, Risha would have said she was unaware of the impotence and would have followed the Holy Capital.

"Well, here's the rest..."

With one person crushing, prepare the blades, which are the last luggage.

Take more knives and arrows too, focusing on the hunting tools you are used to.

This time, the identity “Yamato of the village of Uld” is to be hidden and infiltrated into the Sacred Capital.

But in order to meet a priest called the Virgin, it would be difficult in a positive manner.

According to the story, it is more difficult to see the Virgin than the King. He said he is a being caged behind a heavily guarded cathedral and rarely shows up in public.

So far, the method of meeting has some purpose. But let's also assume that it will be a little rough.

"I don't plan on doing too much of this... but"

My purpose is to meet the Virgin and get the information on the boy named "The Spiritual Beast Administrator". I'm not going to fight in particular.

But would that boy, who is now silent, overlook the contact between the Virgin and me?

The boy looked down on people as inferior races, but somehow stuck to me alone. Perhaps even in the Sacred Capital, I have a hunch something will happen.

"Will it be another fight..."

After all the packing, I look around me.

Of course I'm the only one in this building who lives alone.

"Yamato… When some months have passed and my magic (Mana) has recovered, I will wipe you out"

There is a good chance that that boy will get stuck again in the Holy City. And the spiritual beast which he (or) summons with him.

From the boy's tone then, you should still be able to summon demon (Baal) and dragon (Naga) spiritual beasts.

"It could be tough next time..."

I had a lot of friends around me then.

Leanhardt, the Orn knight with the highest strength on the continent. Empire's rough Great Swordsman Bales, Genius (Tembu) sword princess Sildria. That and the elites of the Crimson Knights, led by Roki the Crown Prince, an excellent commander.

"And Mr. Riesha and everyone in the village..."

But I am alone on this journey.

Until the other day, I was in a position to protect someone, but this is the first time I've noticed it alone. That we were going to help everyone, but that we were supported at some point.

"But I can't help it... because this is my chosen path"

Stopping looking around without anyone, I decide to leave the building.

There is no guarantee that I will be able to return to this village again.

It was intuitive.

I wasn't sentimental about being lonely for a long time, I was feeling “something”.

On my way to the Holy Capital, I'm in “something” big danger. But I risked my life, but I felt I needed to accomplish it.

"Well, suppose we go..."

I bid farewell to an early morning bed where no one is, and I leave the village alone.

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I go through the main entrance of the village, which is still quiet.

Morning fog was rising from the village lake, creating a fantastic sight. It is a stunning place in harmony with nature and people's lives.

"Wold... that's a good village"

When we first visited, this was a near-extinction village suffering from poverty. But now it was a wonderful village full of tradition and culture and filled with the smiles of the villagers.

Hometown (Sioux).

Even for myself, who had moved from Japan, a different world, it was sometime comfortable, such a place.

"That's why I will definitely come back..."

Strongly prepared, it was then.

Sense people's signs across the morning mist.

That's not alone, quite a few. Countless figures approaching with footsteps.

"Village Chief... Mr. Riesha... Sildria... Gaton... and everyone..."

It was the villagers who showed up from the morning mist.

The village chief and his granddaughter Risha and the old men of the village. Empress Sildria of the Empire and old blacksmith Gaton. And the children of the village were everywhere I went.

"You guys, that's good..."

I accidentally lose my word in a situation I didn't envisage.

Many were preparing for the journey. If you look closely behind them, they also refrained from trading Uld carriages. In other words, they were able to spot my secret departure in advance.

"I'm sorry. Don't tell Yamato, I've been preparing for the journey for a month."

"It's been a month..."

"Yes, when I said I was going to the Sacred Capital by myself... Yamato was a little weird then"

Riesha, preparing for the journey, smiles and explains.

She had an idea that I was hiding something when we met in the village chief's hall. So he talked to everyone in the village and secretly prepared.

"It was the same as two years ago when the bandits were exorcised... Mr. Yamato is a bad liar... too good a man"

"Well, this has happened before."

Even in the morning when I was going to crusade the Bandits at the Windmill Hut two years ago, it was just like this.

Alone and ready, I was blind.

So I couldn't help but notice that the villagers were secretly preparing to ambush me in the morning mist.

It is a mistake that I would never have made if I were my usual self.

"I didn't know you were leaving your concubine (straw) for sightseeing in the Holy City. He's not a man. He's a Yamato."

Sildria, dressed in her travelling costume, had a small satanic grin. For a naive girl, going to the Holy Kingdom of Romanus is also in a tourist mood.

"Hmm. The Sacred Capital also has many brothers of the eagle. It's not bad to go drinking for the first time in forty years."

The old blacksmith Gaton tells the purpose of his superficial journey, whispering his nose.

He is also already old, a long-lived Yamaguchi tribe. But in both eyes lived the fierce fighting spirit of the craftsmen.

"Brother Yamato, it's terrible to leave us!

"Yes, yes. We're all in this together!

"Your brother is unfathomable, so you're worried you're alone!

"And many more in the Holy Capital, we need to sell Uld's merchandise!

The children of the wagon carriage also stare at me with a full grin. Everyone has strong, straight eyes.

A warm breeze flows softly into my heart, ready for a lonely journey.

"I'll tell you as many times as I can. I will protect Yamato's back."

Riesha gripping the mechanical long bow (marionette bow) smiles gently. There is no shadow anywhere there that was blue the other day. He is the figure of one strong girl, who survived his own trauma.

"Then the concubine guards the front of the Yamato, Risha."

"Dear Sildria, do not tear it up"

"I'm not kidding. My concubine is serious."

"I know that..."

Riesha and Sildria. I smile unexpectedly at the exchange between the two girls.

"You guys..."

My mind sways at a situation I never even assumed.

I'm really impudent and pitiful that I couldn't believe everyone in the village. I'm still undertrained, too.

"Leave the village to us to remain, Lord Yamato"

The village chief calls out to me, who was losing his word.

He told the wagon carriers, just like before, that he had chosen children who were used to travelling. Even the children and the elderly who remain, the village's work is sufficiently fine and explained with tension.

"Maybe the Holy Kingdom will put pressure on the village again."

"It's this decision, ready for all the villagers. Lord Yamato."

To my inquiry, the villagers, including the village chief, nod loudly.

To survive, the Urd, who were a minority, were formerly under the asylum (hiccups) of the Holy Kingdom.

But from now on, we all chose to live with confidence because of our pride.

I'm going to show the "Wold Soul” to them in the Holy Kingdom. Brother Yamato! "

"Han Soul” too, Yamato's brother!

"" Suzaku soul "… also"

None of the children are frightened by my harsh questioning. He was ready, shining a strong eye.

Two years ago, they were hungry and young, and at some point they chose their own path.

"Right... you guys..."

What an unspeakable enthusiasm comes up in my chest.

But now, I drink it all the time. It is only fitting that this thought be put into words after a safe return to the village from the journey.

"Okay, let's go!

Thus I… We were sent to the morning sun, when the carriage began to rise, to depart for the Holy City.