When I came there, it occurred to me that it was the boulevard of a developing country in a previous life.
Lacquered peeled, brown, lifelike walls.
Billboards and advertisements, also painted with bright pigments on the eyes. Or graffiti.
In an open-air cage with a slightly faded cloth, there are piles of fruits, spices, vegetables and ornaments.
The clothes of people walking down the street vary, and you can see that there are different layers of people in and out.
The smell of nosing is also complicated.
The good smell of burnt meat drifting from restaurants everywhere, the body odors and perfumes of many people going out, or the stench drifting from trash and dirt rolling around the corner of the alley.
The raw, lukewarm air with a mixture of various aromas irritates the nasal cavity.
I hear price bargaining, chatter, a few jokes, laughter and yelling from all over.
Anyway, cluttered, active, energetic.
…………
I didn't hate places like this that much, though they seemed to split my preferences.
Perhaps there was a time in my previous life when I was hanging out in a place like this. An unexpected discovery.
"Mr. Will, it's a lot crowded, so we don't force each other to try to find it if it's a glitch, are you sure you want to rendezvous at the mansion?
"Okay. Well, we're not kids, either."
To Tonio, who walks shoulder-to-shoulder, nodding.
If it was a previous life, it would be solved by one cell phone, but this life without immediate means of communication, I have to decide this kind of thing beforehand.
"And the gates around here will be closed after four o'clock at night due to security."
"Mm."
Speaking of which, there were several gates on the bridge to the canal that came across.
… I do know that in order to maintain law and order, we will narrow the movement of people in the middle of the night.
Even though some magic lights are prevalent, there is still a lot of darkness in this day and age.
From one compartment to another like this in the middle of the night, people who 'want to move out of darkness' are not the first of many purposes, so I know that they restrict their movement...
"I feel like I've seen it and there seem to be a lot of drinkers, but if you pass the time while drunk and losing your judgment………"
"You'll have to stay and the inn will be moist. Well, inns are mostly inns and brothels around here."
"I see."
I feel like I'm making a lot of money using the rules.
"Whatever, I got it. If you get lost, pay attention to the time."
"Enjoy an overnight stay in a brothel… it will be difficult for Will."
Mr. Tonio jokes and shrugs his shoulders.
Take that word and think a little……
"Well, it must be hard to have fun."
I concluded, smiling bitterly and shrugging my shoulders.
- Prostitution. A business deal that has been around for a very long time.
If you say so often, I left depression, overnight love.
To put it badly, buy a woman overnight with money, at the mouth of desire.
I don't want to argue about good or evil, but at least I don't enjoy it.
I met Mr. Lunaria with those different colored eyes, and I know.
No matter how beautiful they are, they don't sound in a language that never happens.
Speaking of which, including Gus, the wizard seems to have a lot of bachelors...
It may be because romance "wants to be better thought of by the other person" - that is, because it includes certain elements of lies.
"Speaking of which, do you know the location of each temple, Mr. Tonio?
"I know it's a big mess, but maybe I've been in the capital for a long time..."
It was when we were talking like that, with a little clutter at the intersection of the alley.
A crowd pushed me, or someone bumped into me - and I grabbed a hand stretched out, much more reflexively.
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The girl who had reached out was a girl who had burned on a day that would still be in her early teens.
Grey hair. There is a lot of clothing.
The aim of that hand is my nostrils. A bag of some coins...
"Suri?"
"Hey, what are you touching!
The girl flipped herself, waving the hand I grabbed.
"Huh……………!
Leaks a frightened voice at not moving a tingle.
- Uh, but stealing gets your wrist dropped when you commit a felony?
"It's sweet in here."
That's what I told him, and when I let go of my hand, the girl was right for a moment.
"You're in, be careful"
I smiled a little bit and ran away to the crowd.
"…… Mr. Will?
"What is it, Mr. Tonio?"
"Are you sure?
I grinned and nodded bitterly at the caring appearance.
"…… God will understand."
I did swear to God that I would defeat evil, but I don't consider the hungry and sinners evil.
Though I think it's a fine and good thing to be forced into hunger and poverty but not guilty, it's not a bad thing to be able to do that, it's normal.
I don't want to defend or affirm any crime, but I prefer not to point my sword at circumstances.
If I were to serve the god of order and engage in policing, like Cecilia, that cleric warrior, I wouldn't be able to say that either...
Fortunately, I'm just a hanging out citizen right now. One or two of the pickpockets, there will be no problem if you miss them.
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Mr. Tonio gave me his usual gentle smile and nodded.
but that's when.
"Damn it, Temeye! No apologies for hitting people!
He heard a yelling.
"That's why you're saying it's bad!
"Ahhh!? You're not, you're not sincere enough, sincere!
... One of them is the voice of that kid who just let him go.
I missed it first, and I think I bumped into it even though it's a hassle.
"Um, this isn't something you could have decided not to ask the boulder about anymore..."
Though Mr. Tonio is blurry, he can't even do that to a boulder.
When you pull the crowd apart and head to the center of the noise,
"Oh, let go, let go!
"Just be quiet! Whoa, come here!
There were a couple of guys like the red-faced, rough guy with alcohol in it, trying to keep the sleigh girl down with his arms.
... daylight grandeur, do well.
"Hehe, we're heading back to the South Side Continent!
"If you don't want to get killed accidentally, you're being honest."
"Ya, stop it, pervert!
Afraid of getting caught up in it, people around here are just watching things faraway.
"Hey, be quiet, Temei feels good."
"…… Um, hello?
What a clichéd threat. There were things I thought were different about the complaint, but for now I decided to speak up.
Sometimes a boulder is a city, and yes, it won't be violent.
Well, if you manage to say something good - I thought.
"Hmm?"
"……………… Ah, that?
"No, but no way."
They looked at my face and opened their eyes wide as if they had noticed something.
……
Tilt your neck.
"Parade, vin?
One, a tiny mosquito-like voice.
"Ah, Yes. Yes, I am."
Was it true that the South Frontier Continent (Southmark) was returning?
I thought so and nodded,
…………
Blood caught off their red face at once.
"Hih! Shh, sorry -!"
They rush back on their heels, running away like they were running away.
It was kind of like when I ran into a bear.
…………
What a delicate face I have to make.
The people around me stop bluffing and look at me surprised, and the girl in the sleigh looks up at me with a pompous face.
In trouble, Tonio came in with a loud voice.
"Hey! That's too drunk. What the hell did you think of Will?"
"Did it even look like a monster? Are you that scared? Me."
When I let it go, the ambient air relaxed.
The people who had stopped at a faraway winding also walked out again and the stream returned to the street.
"Thank you. Since the Southern development, there have been more mischievous people."
"The predators are flowing towards the south, aren't they?
"I really want you to give me a break..."
"Prices go up, it's noisy, yeah, I don't like it."
"It used to be good."
"Even though I said the economy is a lot better, I don't really feel it......"
People's conversations as far as they can be heard are less favourable to the South.
It's a Southern exploration. Whatever you say, does the emotion of a normal citizen who doesn't get involved in that sort of thing end up like this?
... Well, that's extremely reasonable, I suppose.
Even in the previous life, there were a lot of countries where people's grievances were obsessed with "why do we budget here" for various national policies.
Rather, if everyone praised the policy of the state, it would be more scary.
"Oh, um..."
And when I was a little soaked in thought, I was pulled off my sleeve.
"…… Ah, thank you."
To the top, a sleigh girl looking at me like I asked.
"No, you're welcome.... Ah, that's right"
Just fine. This would be on the edge of something, too.
"What's the first time around here? Can you show me around for a second? Of course I'll thank you."
The girl nodded honestly.
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"That's the shared water field over there, and I cook it out a lot in that area and stuff. Oh, that restaurant, it's delicious."
Walk through the squares and streets here and there, guided by a girl.
The gray-haired girl named Dee.
I don't know if it's my real name or my initial, and I don't want to pursue it either.
By the way, Mr. Tonio normally named him, and I named him Will, not his full name.
I am not going to go out of my way, especially, to hustle and bustle about being a holy knight.
"Hmm, that neighborhood better not let people like the Will brothers in. It's the territory of the bad guys."
"Uh, like earlier. A lot?"
"Lately, Nah... The Vault Temple has been cold lately. The clergy doesn't come and go around much anymore. Naturally, you have to rely on the colored neighbors and all that."
"……… Mm."
From previous life's knowledge, the lack of control over the sex industry is a dangerous sign.
Basically, a job like that is done in a Chamber of Secrets, so when there is something - violence, coercion of non-contractual sexual activity, or stomping down - you need to rely on it.
If a proper security apparatus were in charge of that, nothing would go wrong, but many would not be so good.
If they who work in the sex industry are socially scorned and in a weak position, or have a dark part behind them, or cannot expect asylum from normal security agencies due to various circumstances......
Livelihoods. They rely on anti-social violence organizations as a next step.
... that is to say, "I had a scared brother when I did an intact act act in a brothel".
Then the money flowing into the sex industry becomes a source of funding for violent organisations, so that violent organisations can have more constituents, and the security of a belt deteriorates.
In areas where security has deteriorated, decent industries will be difficult to deploy, so in the end, the poor will have no choice but to engage in the sex industry and loop, and security will get worse and worse -
And you should know about it.
"What do you mean, the Vault Temple is cold?
All the clerics I met about Mr. Cecilia were disciplined, serious and tolerant, according to the God they serve.
It's a little uncomfortable that they're being cold.
"No, I don't know the details, either, but I was stuck in the temple's policy. Hiccup."
"Has the policy changed?
I said, "No, I'm not sure."
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
I feel a little stinky.
Is there something going on in the Vault Temple?
While smiling bitterly, I threw Dee's remarks into the shelf in my head.
…… I also need to visit the Vault Temple later.
"Hmm, that's the colorful street. You mean with two guys like your brothers, after all, for that purpose?
Create a hand sign that shows what Dee describes as a union between a man and a woman.
…………
"Hahaha, maybe that too"
Tonio laughed calmly and replied, as he followed me, who had trouble knowing how to react.
The girl who burned in the day laughed when she saw our reaction and said she knew.
"I guess all men are sketchy.... Ah, if you're going to the colorful streets, there, Rare Sylwia. It's your temple. If you have money, you can have a Bjork prayer or something."
If you look at Dee's pointing point, the building is about between the chapel and the temple.
The door is engraved with the text of the spreading grass that surrounds the fairy - the holy mark of the Spirit God Rare Sylwia.
... If the Mother Earth, Martel, is the patron saint of the couple, the Spirit God Rare Sylwia is the patron saint of love.
The love also includes an overnight love of money exchange.
Because of its penetration, Spirit God has a very good understanding of such things as broken relationships and overnight pleasures.
Whereas there are many protections regarding pregnancy, childbirth and parenthood in the prayer given by the Mother Earth, the Spirit God has such procedures as protections to avoid becoming pregnant and protections against STDs, the difference is obvious.
That kind of temperament goes too far and there is also too much tolerance for cheating and disturbed sexual relations, the Spirit God faith is partial, and a bit frowned upon by strict people.
Somehow, the Mother Earth, Martel, is my mother, and the Spirit God is my woman.
- I'm not very close, and I'm not convinced.
"I don't think you've been making any money lately, so drop me some money if you like."
Sure Dee is right, the temple feels poorly repaired by the way.
I also feel like I'm saving a lot of light.
To be honest, a little bit, so much so that it even creates a dim and difficult atmosphere to get into.
- And from that dim temple, a man came out.
A woman with a robe in her eyes.
Turning her gaze, she returns her gaze here, too.
Dark hair from the shadow of the hood and some familiar, demonic golden and purple garden eyes peek -
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I didn't think so, I froze.
Apparently, she had the same reaction.