"- The market for human prices?
Tom, the village chief is leaning his neck.
Shit, the rhetoric hasn't made sense again.
"You mean Murder Compensation."
Menel said blush.
"Redeem with silver instead of blood revenge for murder or injury"
That's right.
It's a pretty major habit for a society like this, though I've read about it in my last life.
In the previous life, it had ancient Germans and Celts, and in medieval Russia and Scandinavia it was called Villa.
Or the Muslim area. Even in modern times, instead of a vengeance sentence (Xath), we should have been allowed to talk about it with a murder indemnity (Diya).
I remember hearing in Gus class that there is a similar system in this world.
By and large, this kind of thing is a market price that you can't afford to pay alone, and if someone sins, the geographic bloodline group will be liable, so it also manages to have a deterrent effect on murder and injury...
Whatever this is, how much is the market now?
"…… Hmm. When you're alone intentionally, it's not a single coin."
Um, I thought, you know what?
"Hey! It's too expensive, it wasn't a long time ago!
"Consider what you've done and it'll be reasonable! We can't afford to burn the village anyway!
"And apart from this, one gold coin is overplucked, what are you thinking!
"What's with the break-in robbery!!
... It wasn't like that.
Gus, how much property did you have?
"- Then we have finished confirming the last one."
When the argument was heated, I took the coin out of the sachet that was hanging from my belt.
The golden glitter gleams in the sunlight.
Gather your gaze.
Everyone realizes what it is - the blurring spreads.
"As far as sentencing is concerned, the death penalty. I'll do the execution."
It's a very obvious verdict.
There's no way I'd be acquitted of working murder and break-in robbery.
Even after hearing the circumstances, it is still concluded that everyone should not be decapitated.
If you just leave it, it's going to be a pretty nasty way to kill, so if you're going to do it, I'll leave the execution to you.
"…… and let me show you here that there are other avenues of discourse through Murder Compensation (Worlds)"
- The blurring spread further.
"Hey, wait, why are you paying compensation?
"I'm not paying for it. You pay for it, Meneldor.
But if you want, I'll pay you temporarily. "
"…… Cleric Which? Because."
"Because, well..."
Well, that's settled.
"From now on, I'm going to tailor Kimyra, regardless of your choices."
The blurring increased.
Oh, really, already.
Why am I doing this sooner rather than later? [M]
"…… Please be quiet.
You'll be anxious in the first place, I can't believe that such a cannibal warcraft is wandering around in the wild.
I think God sent me here with the intention of informing me of the danger. "
A monster that can destroy one village remembers the taste of man.
There are probably other similar raids, and someone who has trouble eating again turns it into a robbery, like last night.
There is no option not to deal with it, but it is impossible to deal with all of it on one's own with the frequency of such incidents.
"We will crusade to break the root of the case. In time……………………………"
Point your gaze at Menel.
"Because you can expect a quicker crusade if you have an armed hunter, accustomed to the mountain forests in the area where Kimaira came from.
If that's all I have to say, I will use his ability to hunt Kimyra for as much money as I have lent him.
Also do whatever you can to purify and restore your village to prevent recurrence. "
"... What if I told you I can't stop thinking about it in the show, kill me?
The village chief asks carefully.
"As judged. Until I snap his neck on the balance of Vault's judgment.
Needless to say, there is no reason for me to offer gold coins in that case, so there is no payment of compensation.
When it comes to the Kimyra crusade, look for other skilled hunters… I don't know if there are any more skilled than him. "
The blurring spreads further.
Different opinions have also begun to emerge on the village side, and there is no cohesion.
"Let's set aside some time for consultation"
So I declared that once.
"The blood of vengeance, or the silver of redemption? It's up to you to choose."
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In the village square, the villagers are having a huge debate.
Revenge. Compensation.
What was surprising was that the late John's wife stood on the compensation side and argued aggressively.
The husband's death is mindless, but given the child's future upbringing, it seems to be in a better position to obtain compensation.
I see that the woman who lives in such a dark medieval environment is realistic, etc., and looking at it, a menu that remained tied up called out.
"Seriously, what are you thinking..."
"Helping people"
It's also optimally efficient.
Um, to the heart of a kind God.
"… So, sweet priest, I'll help you too?
"You're on death row. If I were to forgive you and help you, it would be the villagers you killed, not me."
…………
Menel shuts his mouth silently.
The debate is still disputed.
Kill.
Forgive me.
If I were to forgive you, what ancillary conditions would I put on it?
As expected, but this is, like, going to take a while.
... I was really upset.
Would you really, really manage to relieve me of this from the beginning? God.
The perpetrator is the perpetrator and trying to sin for someone important, and another victim of the matter.
Such a difficult situation, it's not a case I can handle that I just got out of the public.
... for now, stop the vigilante sentencing of momentum, and enforce the court-making and momentum on the spot and most of the rest with the authority of God.
With the power of Gas's gold coins, I tried to offer the possibility of an acceptable demonstration one day, even if I didn't say I could forgive the perpetrator.
Best of all, work your head on the spot and do it desperately, but I'm still anxious if this is okay.
To stop the collective consciousness from rumbling, I even let the violence flinch.
Hard.
I wonder what the hell I should have done.
What did God want?
The Goddess of Lightning (Grace Feel) gives me guidance, but doesn't tell me the right answer.
Without even thinking about it, he called the Mennels "villains attacking villages!" And if I had killed him from one end, would I not have had to worry?
If you get drunk on the liquor called "Righteous Wrath," you're sure to have nothing to worry about.
You don't have to go through the most obvious procedures.
All you have to do is wield the power you have acquired against your enemies as good as you can.
But………
- Still, love people.
- Do something good.
- Do not fear loss, make rather than break, forgive for sin, hope for despair, and joy for sorrow.
- And protect the weak from all kinds of violence.
"That's not why I'm not going..."
Sigh.
Apparently, my destiny is destined to be a pain in the ass.
We just have to mobilize awkward knowledge and experience and manage to bump into the real deal, outrun it well.
…… Marie. It's very difficult, but I'll see what I can do.
I shrugged in my heart.
In time, the villagers returned from the square.
Apparently, they've come to a conclusion.
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In conclusion, the village side, with some conditionalities, chose to talk and compensate.
"I'd like to take the blade of vengeance, but this time I'm going to put on the face of the good God and his proxy cleric."
Tom Village Chief, on behalf of the village, declared so.
"And the cleric which. … you will take some responsibility for the interruption of the village's justice, okay?
"Of course."
Naturally there.
The resulting condition is to take a few hostages for a short period of time in preparation for a re-raid on the part of the thieves.
Even after I reclaim the thieve-side village from Kimyra, I will keep an eye on them for a while and contact them from time to time.
If Kimyra was fleeing enemy range.
If the village is irrecoverable and I fail to do anything about the stuffed animals in the end, I shall be responsible.
More and more when I realize it, more responsibilities and obligations.
However, you can also see that this has managed to create a connected community.
He then also discussed various other conditions, reached an agreement, and performed the liturgy of reconciliation.
I created a piece of bread in the art of prayer, and divided it in detail, and all the factions on both sides sat in their seats and ate it.
It's called a co-eating ritual.
End those practical, formal things, and have some food and water divided up by paying for copper coins separately.
When I recovered the luggage I had left in the woods, I left with them, who were thieves.
Walk through the woods first to rendezvous with the women and children you were hiding.
The men thought it was the end, either because their lives were saved or because they were busy with percentages.
Menel remained silent.
"…… thank you."
And one young man spoke to me.
"Thanks to you, thank you. No, I failed the raid because you were there...
But killing them all... I knew I was ready.
If possible, I didn't want to do it - or I'm glad I didn't have to do it - ………. "
I don't know, the youth choose words.
"I'm glad you're here."
Saying so, I laughed.
Cut it off, or the guys of all ages around me call out.
"Oh. Why, I took care of you.... Thank you for stopping."
"I knew there was a god..."
"Wow, you got a lot of nerve, all of a sudden you got a partition."
"Thanks to you, I can face God."
And so on, when the air is just a little soothing.
".................. don't make me laugh"
The air froze in Menel's low voice.
"Will. You......... you, why did you help!
Menel looks at me.
With a boiling emotion, his eyes are radiant and emerald.
"Kill me. If you kill him, he'll kill you.
... You really think this is okay? I'm killing people, right?
I'm not trying to get God to forgive me right now!
"Hey, Menel………………"
"As many times as I say, I'm not the one who forgave you. It's that village over there.
God gave me a chance at best. "
Ha, Menel said.
"An opportunity? Now.
I've been killing a lot of people for a long time. Unlike these guys, they don't grow up well. "
"- How many?
"Six."
Six. Rebel the word in your heart.
I don't know how it happened, but it's a big crowd.
Walk over to Menel.
"Then,"
Looking back at the glitzy Menel.
- You're going to save six lives.
Stare at each other.
"You're alive now, and the future is for that matter."
…………
"I'm not going to go along with your self-immolation, Menel. … If you want to die, live and then die."
".................. Hmm"
Pugh, out of sight, Menel walked out again.
There is an awkward silence.
The person named Meneldor is, apparently, quite twisted.
He must have lived quite a life.
I remember him looking at my prayers in a frigid way.
Come to think of it, that was crazy.
This is a world where God exists and actually exercises his power.
Even the villagers earlier could push through quite a few places if they brought up the authority of God.
I realized that the prayer master, the proxy cleric of the good gods, was quite heavily placed and authoritative.
In such a world, I see piety with a frivolous eye.
It is…… perhaps he is no longer convinced that there is no protection of the Good God for himself.
That's why it was such an attitude.
- It is remembered that the city of the dead, which took three, was a small paradise.
Though the outside world had not collapsed or perished...
Apparently, it's still in the dark.