Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

The day has come to travel to the city of Barial.

It's a little cloudy, but even in rainy weather. It would be a bad day to travel.

When it comes to the journey of this era, departure is common sense at the same time as the morning sun rises. What, but somehow, it's only 9: 30 before the time now. It cannot be called morning in the country - it is time.

When I asked why it was such a good time, Camra's caravan, who had heard about my journey from somewhere, pushed me for a ride.

It doesn't matter, it's easy to stick around, but as someone who manages the square, I have plans to go out with him, and as someone who buys food, I want him to go to his destination safely and come home safely.

Ma ○ Looking at the cloudy skies while damming time, the leader of this caravan...... Grandma came.

"Bae. Sorry. It's gonna take a little longer."

Shoulder to shoulder several apologies already.

"I don't mind. Whether we leave now or leave at noon, we can only reach the village of Arae."

Along the streets, there are villages, more or less every ten kilometres, with squares of caravan opponents.

The biggest distance the caravan can advance is about thirty kilometers. By and large, the target is twenty kilometres. Well, this depends on the size, but since the caravan to be boarded this time is medium-sized and the main product is cloth, we can give some speed, so we will proceed to the village of Arae, which is twenty kilometers away, even if we leave from noon.

"Why are you taking so long?

Takel, who eats fried bread while riding Risen, asks strangely.

"Hi, Ferrier. Answer me."

I shook it at Ferrier, who was a little irritated.

"Why are you swinging at me?

"It's a test to calm your feelings and how much you know about public circumstances. Answer me."

By the way, I know so I can super afford it.

"... at all, because that's how you treat children"

"Grow up if you don't want to be. That's what dirty adults say."

Sometimes even if my luck meets me, I meet scumbags.

Because this one's a kid, he's going to rot, and he's going to be able to jerk off and violence me.

Well, that's previous life knowledge, and I can give it back cordially because I've been through it, but it's worse to do it to a little girl who's just smart. The elderly (spiritually) will guide you here.

"... I'm late because it's for a sudden departure and I'm rubbing the order of departure, I guess. Mr. Clowney is a middle-middle-middle merchant who can't team up alone. It really makes me lean in. Mr. Clowney's place, which is supposed to be the largest, will be in the middle, and the smaller one will be behind the front. But it's got a bei on it this time, and I'm gonna get ahead of it. If you're a merchant who knows the bait, you'll want to stay behind. It's the safest place."

He nodded correctly in Ferrier's eyes.

"The caravan is on the line. If we deliver the load, we will create wealth, and if we lose the load, we will perish. I can't help but feel a little bit safer."

So it is auspicious to wait for temperament. Good luck, old man.

"Is that what you're saying? But isn't it okay because you're the only one hiring adventurers? There are a lot of people who seem to be strong..."

"The line of caravans crosses a hundred meters while on a medium scale. There's no way we can protect that in 20 or so people. I really need to protect you. I need at least fifty people. But if you hire so much, you're in debt rather than making money. That old man hires twenty adventurers because he's solid, but a regular guy would be nice if he hired ten. After calculating that you lose 20% of your load and 20% of your people."

I can't say it's terrible. This is common sense in this day and age, and this is the distribution of fantasy.

"Bae. You're not leaving yet?

Residents of my head ruining previous conversations.

"Not yet, so you can have a Merchant party in Castle."

New Doll Castle (Saline, Kaina-based demonic modification) loaded on the carrier and two Merchant machines (human mode). Some fantasy and SF elements are in a mixed chaotic state, but I already gave up the moment I saw them. Anything would be fine.

"Yes. Then I will."

and a coexistence that lightly returns to Newcastle. We'll have to talk about coexistence properly someday, yeah.

"Bae, I think we've talked."

When I saw the caravan in Ferrier's voice, my grandmother and the leader of a small caravan and three grandmothers arrived.

"Bad. I'm finally ready."

"Right. Then let's go."

Gently stretch to clear the manda-o set.

What is it, a mama dam set? What a question go through. I did have a folding table and a folding chair for the trip.

"Oh, I'll introduce you to the head of the caravan. Nadal, Gaon, Rucke."

You're a fat little old man on bald. I recognized him as Triples.

Ferrier has jitty eyes on my crisp smile, but I don't care because I've seen that many times - dude.

"Aye. I know you do, but I'm Bae. This is Ferrier with my escort. That's Takel. So, that's... uh, what was that, honey?

I didn't get the name of the cat in charge of you.

"It's Tamnya! You even named him yesterday!

"Am I? Well, this guy is Tamnya. Say hello."

Triples showing some complicated faces. Was that hard to understand?

"... my treatment, not terrible...?

"I don't care. Bae would have taught you that insanity can only recognize people by their looks and characteristics. It took me two years before I was called by name."

Is that it? Is that right?

"What was it called?

"I'm a blonde girl. I really don't know what that means."

Since the clouds seem suspicious, do you want to leave?

"Sa. Departure progress!"

The cat - not the cat - took the reins from Tamnia and let Eisen and Akatsuki walk pulling the carrier.

This is how the turbulent journey began.