Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

"This job has been on the guild for a long time. That's why I can finally do it. Thanks to Ishr."

Ishur and Sierra were asked to do so quickly, and the two of them are taking themselves out of the guild and heading towards the southern shore of the Ellistar River, the pleasure district, which flows through the city.

The Alliance's request was to be done by Sierra and the two of us, precisely in the form of Ishur escorting the Sierra who undertook the request in a private capacity.

The request Sierra had always wanted to make was to deliver a portion of her salary as a living expense to the mother of the woman who lived near Ellistar, from a woman who worked in a whorehouse in the pleasure district.

Previously it was delivered to a dwarf working in the store, but once the woman got the day off and went to see her mother, she discovered that the money she was giving to her mother was quite dull and she had only received about half the price. The woman hung up on the top of the shop and got the dwarf fired, but there is no one around to give her the money without deception, the believer. I tried to deliver it myself, but my mother's settlement is more than ten miles (scar, ten scars is about 6-7 km) from the city of Ellistar. When I go back and forth, I'm sorry it's not half a day on a woman's feet. I am anxious to carry it with me because I will be taking a day off from work so I cannot go to deliver it frequently, and once a month, once a lid month, will be a lot of money there.

So she made a request to the Alliance. Subjects will be those who do not stifle money, and those who do not take money in case of dangerous eyes on the road.

And twice a month, those who could go on for a long time, the reward was fifty seals (copper coins) once.

"It's a hundred seals a month. I can't be foolish. Long term. If I could do it for a year, it would be a thousand and two hundred seals."

Hehe, and Sierra grinned greedily.

Sure, with a thousand and two hundred seals, I can afford to live a month or so.

"But Sierra's house is rich, isn't it? Why do you want money until you do this?

"Me, I want to go to the king's capital in the future. I want to go to Wangdu and study music and painting."

"Ho."

Sure, that costs money.

"I'm not thinking about being a court painter or anything like that."

She dyed her cheeks, waved her hand and panicked a bit, wondering if it had elicited Sierra's shame that Ishur had shown with serious admiration.

"I just want to see and hear something fashionable that's fashionable in Wang Du."

"I see. You know, it's called learning."

Hmm? Was it a little different? Well, okay.

"Heh, you know a hard word for Ishur. Who taught you that?

Tourism, what a difficult word. Don't hit the tail. The dictionary is no longer in hand.

"I really shouldn't, but I wanted to get to know you, so I asked Mora to show me your registration form. I was amazed at how beautiful the writing was."

Because I am a serious ex-Japanese. I mean, you shouldn't see that.

The thought remained in his mind, and Ishur just laughed bitterly and told the story of Sierra.

"So, I was hoping I could get married by catching an official serving in the court or the son of a big merchant in Wang Du. I can't do noble things like that."

Sierra's chatter never stops.

At first, I had the impression that it was expensive and difficult to get close, but I quickly broke it from her, and she would talk about everything openly.

Sierra is the daughter of an established inn called the "Three Days Moon Pavilion", which faces the square in front of the castle. Her house was not only an inn but also a landlord in a neighborhood. The building containing the mercenary guild is also the property of her house. It was also a story where Mora and the landlord's daughter were familiar with each other. That's why Maura was investing in her good offices for the work she wanted to do. I was looking for someone to escort Sierra.

"I don't think my father will give me all the money to go to Wang Du and the cost of my stay. But then my parents decide where to stay, and I'm sure they'll force me to study etiquette and poetry. So give yourself a little bit of money and feel free to do it for about that."

While I was listening to Sierra, I arrived in the pleasure zone.

The sun is a lot higher now, and it fits close to lunch. The two of us are now walking on the busiest streets in the pleasure district, but they are idle without shadows because it is daylight.

Ishur's escort is needed because her client is in a dangerous pleasure zone for the girl, which was one of the reasons, but at this hour for now, she wouldn't be in any danger at all alone.

At this hour, guests can be drawn, and the city is asleep, so to speak. There is no such thing as a courageous girl walking alone speaking up and hissing.

The whorehouse where the client lives and works was a large three-story stone building, about in the street. Even Ellistar would have to count such a big whorehouse.

It's just that this building, because it's daytime, all the windows are closed with armor, both doors are locked, and I don't feel popular at all. It was completely "closed".

Face to face with Sierra.

Shall we go around the back?

Big detours into the back roads of the whorehouse led to sights filled with filth and stench all the way to the back of the road, such as how it should be called the back of a pleasure street, a damaged crate or cloth, a hemp bag with garbage spilling out of his mouth, and a wild dog standing on his back leg and snagging.

When I step in, a big mouse gently crosses my toe.

When I saw Sierra, her face was bright blue.

"Shall I go alone?"

Sierra leaves her expression fixed, sifting and shaking her neck to the side.

Ishur walked slowly by the edges to allow Sierra ample space to walk. Sierra is shrinking herself and holding down the hem of her skirt with both hands. He seems to be careful not to get dirt on his clothes.

"Such good clothes, I wish I didn't have to wear them"

The clothes she has worn, given where she is going today, were a bit overdone and out of place, even if she is the daughter of an upstream house in the common people.

"'Cause I said Maura's a cool boy..."

Sierra said, turning her face sideways. My voice is dwindling in the second half.

"Really?"

Oh, me, cool, huh?

"But Isul isn't that cool, is he? Either that or it feels cute"

Ha.

"Oh, but I, Ishr, am the type of person I like so much..."

And, if I let you down and show it to me, Sierra has been following me pretty daring.

After I said it, you noticed what it was all about, and she turned bright red on her face.

The back of the intended whorehouse was surrounded by dirt walls. Do you want to hide the back of the hall? There are several trees planted inside. There was only one small gate open between the dirt walls.

Once inside, there was a well and a washing area under the trees, with one girl doing the laundry.

Ask the girl to speak up and call her client.

The woman with her face out the back door of the hall was a younger daughter than I thought. Is it still twenty years old? But my hair is messy and on my cheeks, and my slightly tired expression is oddly glossy at my age. The sleeping clothes of the light fabric illuminated by the sun had a bodily line emerging, creating a fantastic atmosphere from day to day.

Sierra, who is out front and talking to the woman, waves her hands in the back.

You go that way, that's why.

It doesn't matter. Unlike his apparent age, he decides to walk away from the gate.

In front of the gate of the hall, I watched the building around me in a dense way and Sierra came back. I shook a bag of skin about the size of a grab onto Ishl to show it and put it in a basket. It would be the money to be delivered to the client's mother.

It's all silver in the bag.

Sierra approached me and whispered.

"That's a lot. It was twice a month to deliver it."

He said he owed his late father money when he was alive.

The client's woman's name was Elena. Her late father was the second son of a farmer, and when he was growing up, he got a small field from his parents, but he couldn't eat it alone, so the fields were left with his brother and his wife, and he went out into the city of Ellistar and became a woodcarver. After the marriage, he had left his wife with a field and had returned to the suburban house on her day off, but some time after Elena's birth, she was in a chase on her way home, deprived of her salary and injured herself greatly. I fell asleep afterwards and couldn't keep up with my job. He asked me to turn around an easy job that I could even sleep in from the workshop where I was serving, and he said that he continued to work in the interior in detail, but then his life was bitter and his debt grew. It meant that I was still paying back my debts in detail back then.

"Right. Then I can't wait to be dulled when they deliver it."

"Yeah."

Sierra nodded with a strange face.

Elena's home is on the south side of the city of Ellistar. Running south through the pleasure streets, he walked a little east across the city and out onto Frontera Street. Going south on the road as it were, a small settlement called Jupe, a short walk west of the way, is the destination where her parents live.

Through the city of Ellistar, when you go out to the suburbs, the season is already winter, with black fields with sparse weeds. By the way, I can see you planting vegetables blue or spinach.

"Did I remember my hometown?

Walking down the road, watching the scenery around, Sierra asked.

"Hmm? Did you ask Mora anything?

"Just a little bit. Ishr works for the Frontera Chamber of Commerce."

"Yes."

You saw my registration slip.

"Where were you born? Here?"

Then Sierra asked about Root Digging Leaf Digging Ishl. When she found out Ishur was a relative of the Bersch family, she knew that the Bersch family used to have knighthood lords, old earthlings.

"Everyone around here knows about that. They say the Berches are after the former priests of the Urk kingdom."

The kingdom of Urk is a kingdom that perished long before the kingdom of Ladis arose. Around Alva, the current frontier, was the capital.

"Heh, I didn't know."

Farro was an old man of the village, and he didn't need to know what he didn't have to know. You know a lot about him, but he often doesn't tell me when he asks questions.

"But my clan is at the end of the royal family of the kingdom of Urk! What are you talking about? There's so many nobles and country lords."

"Well, I guess so."

"Something for everyone. Ishl couldn't have been taught by the Bersch family?

"Oh."

Nod and talk to Sierra.

"What about Sierra's house?

"Come on? Speaking of which, you've never cared"

So Sierra looked like a prank,

"Yes, we also buy sugar and alcohol from the Frontera Chamber of Commerce. My house is for you, so you have to treat me as a guest too."

Ishur has also accompanied Seville and Imal in deliveries and collections to the "Three Days Moon Pavilion," but has never met Sierra, the owner's daughter before. If she is the daughter of a house who is not only a big lodger, but also a neighboring landlord, she will not face to face with a single vendor going in and out, but the next time Ishur goes to the "Three Days Moon Pavilion" for the Chamber of Commerce, Sierra will definitely bring in some kind of tea.

From now on, let's not go to the "Three Days Moon Pavilion" on business with the Chamber of Commerce. I thought Ishur would definitely refuse for some reason.

We broke the street to the right and were to have a late lunch where we could see a settlement of jupe. Sit two in line on the side of the road and eat the bread Sierra brought to you. The bread was soft and delicious, whether it was served to customers.

I bought it at the Chamber of Commerce or there was sugar over the bread.

When I get to Elena's parents' house and give them the money, I decide to go back the way I came early. The outbound came in a slow chat so I was slightly late.

"I got some writing and stuff."

I don't know if Elena's mother can write letters, but wouldn't it be good without something like her signature? I watched the interaction between the two in front of the house from the side of the road a little further away, but that didn't look like it.

"It's okay. Here."

Sierra came out with a small wood-carved ornament from a lightened basket. It would be used for brooches, some kind of fastening, etc.

"I'm supposed to give this to Elena. It was carved by your late father."

It was a rustic cute ornament with fine wood waves and leaves around a circle of flowers.

It was nightfall when I came back to Ellistar's pleasure district. A lot of people came and went on the road, and lots of lights leaked from the buildings built on both sides, lighting the streets. Some stores hung lamps underneath the house. Elena's working whorehouse also had blinding lights leaking out the window after daylight.

"I don't think we should go from the front."

The entrance and exit to the front of the whorehouse are opened, and some of them can be seen talking to the shopkeeper.

The two decided to turn to the back of the same whorehouse as during the day.

Backroads went against expectations, garbage was cleared out more than during the day, light from surrounding buildings, though not as good as the surface streets, and there was no difficulty in walking. I guess there are some shops facing this road.

Safely handed Elena the wood-carved ornament and received the reward directly from her and the request was successfully closed.

"You did it!

Sierra laughs at me. Her face looked slightly dark and very beautiful in the light of the hall.

Exit from the hall onto the back road and arrive on your way home.

However, the request was successfully closed, and nothing happened today.

The man who walked this way made a mistake and spoke to the Ishurs in a humble tone.

"Whoa, whoa, if you think you saw it somewhere, you're the kid from the liquor store before this"

The smell of alcohol comes from the man.

"Kukuk, what the hell, take a woman with you. Enjoy your stay at the Bring In Inn."

The man was drunk and a little fluttered, but had a skinny sword on his hips. The man was at the "Lunar Inn" pavilion. He was a beware stick for me to drink.

I have been there several times since then to take it away. It seems Ishur's face was well remembered by the man.

Sierra is around behind Ishl, frightened. He grabbed Ishur's clothes sleeve and was letting himself shrink.

"Let's go"

Ishur turned his back urging Sierra to turn a glance he scorned at the man.

"Hey, kid. Wait."

Avoid turning your body aside as a man tries to put his hand on Ishur's shoulder from behind.

I know the movement, even if it's invisible.

"This guy..."

The moment the man laid his hand on the sword, Ishur couldn't turn around and kicked up all the men.

Then the wind blows through the road.

……

A man shouted without a voice, buttocks on.

"Gu, Ho Ho Ho Ho"

The man was kicked in the face and coughed up to the scab that he couldn't breathe for a moment. As Ishur pulled out each sheath of the sword he was carrying on his back, he struck the man's right shoulder hard as it was.

"Geez."

When a man screams, he turns his back and gets more relaxed. The clavicle broke.

"Stay."

Ishur said when he pulled out his sword, he stuck it in the face of a man who was half crying.

"Next time you get out of the way, I'll break the other bone."

On the road to sending Sierra home, Ishur tried to cheer her up by giving her as bright a story as possible, including about the village memories and the Chamber of Commerce. Because all of a sudden it was a rough thing where I was safe doing the request and she felt a lot upset.

Coming to the side of her house, the "Three Days Moon Pavilion," which faces the square in front of the castle, she joined her hands in front of her chest, and she went with a bright voice.

"Thank you for today. It was a little scary in my eyes, but I'm glad Ishl protected me."

Either that or I got teased.

I laugh and nod and show it even though I think so.

"Nice to see you next time. Good night."

Hmm?

It's like I'm forgetting something.

Sierra turns herself over and rushes to the front door of the "Three Days Moon Pavilion".

That's right.

"Wait a minute. What's my share?

Sierra, with her hands on the door, looked back and let her tongue out.