Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

Spending the night at the Royal College, getting out in the morning, Rio was walking at the market in Wang Capital to get ready for his journey.

I have rarely been outside the Royal College before.

The long walking streets of King's Capital haven't changed at all from when Rio was an orphan.

But I don't have time to be immersed in sentiment right now.

We have to get ready and get out of the king's capital as soon as possible.

Rio was dressed very prominently for wearing a Royal College training uniform.

Light armor bearing the Royal College crest has already been discarded.

Still, since most of those wearing Royal College uniforms are aristocrats, the occasionally different guards had made way to salute Rio when they saw him.

Nor do the civilians try to get close to Rio at a certain distance.

Huh, I haven't spoken of anything but water for the past few days, Rio's belly screamed heavily, hungry.

I just wanted to get dressed and put something in my stomach, but, you know, for the last five years, Rio's life has been complete inside the college.

I hadn't really come to the market and didn't know where the clothes store was because I had purchased the minimum amount of clothing necessary for my daily life in places like purchasing.

While walking appropriately, he seems to have come from the main street of the market to the one off the street.

That's when the appetizing good smell irritated Rio's nose.

There are open stores everywhere in the market.

It was what was being released from one of them.

Is the location not very good, no customers?

(Is it quicker to buy something over there and then ask where the clothes store is located)

That's what I thought. Rio moved his legs toward the outhouse.

A little girl is showing her face from the dew-store table, but she looks bored somewhere because she doesn't have guests in.

Behind it, a mother and a person were working on something.

"Ah, welcome!

As Rio approached the dewstore, the girl noticed and came to greet the customer service well.

Are you seven or eight years old?

An unusual girl with common chestnut hair in this country.

Slightly thin but adorable.

The girl had a slightly surprised look when she saw Rio's identity.

"Oh, uh, the..."

I suppose you thought he was noble because of the good looks of the uniform Rio was wearing.

The girl seems nervous.

It is commonly known to civilians that there are many tyrannical nobles against civilians.

Perhaps the girl is also taught by her parents not to get too involved in the nobility.

"Don't be so nervous. It's okay. I'm a little hungry. I came because I smelled good. What are we selling here?

And, to reassure the girl, Rio spoke with a gentle voice.

"Well, I put the sauce, the vegetables and the roasted meat in the bread."

Rio smiles softly when he sees the girl trying her best to speak politely.

"Oh, oh, well, is it noble?

My mother, who was cooking and serving behind the stall, noticed Rio coming.

She is a beautiful young woman, like the mother of a girl.

I seem to have skilfully mistaken Rio for a nobleman.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. I stopped by because it smelled good. I'm pretty hungry, can I have it for two?

"But whether or not the things in our shop taste like they can be eaten by the nobles..."

And the girl's mother said in a frightened manner.

If you order it and try it and the nobles yell at you for being unsavory, there's nothing the girl's mother can do about it.

I'm afraid of that.

"It's okay. Because I'm used to buying this kind of food. I don't even imitate it."

Rio lowered his head lightly so as not to frighten the girl's mother.

That appeared to have diminished the mother's vigilance.

By the way, buying it is the first experience in this world.

"Now, that, in two, will be two big copper coins. Do you know how to eat?

Nobles don't eat anything by hand first.

He thinks meals are eaten with knives, forks, and spoons.

"Thank you. I know how to eat, so I'm fine. I'm not going to change, so take this."

Rio offered one small silver coin.

Tell the mother who hastily tried to take out the change that she didn't want to fish.

"That's not how..."

"I apologize for startling you. Let her eat something delicious."

Rio smiled thinly and looked at the girl.

"But..."

"That's okay. Then could you tell me instead if you knew the clothes store and the location of the store where the weapons and protective equipment are sold? Actually, I'm lost."

With that said, Rio smiled a little embarrassingly bitterly.

To such a Rio appearance, the girl's mother looked mocked only for a moment, but immediately laughed lightly.

"Yes, there's a big chamber of commerce clothing store on Central Avenue that looks like new clothes for sale. Go straight down this road and we'll rendezvous on Main Street, so turn left there. You should have a clothes store on your right in less than a minute's walk. I think you'll find out because there's a store right around the corner that sells weapons and protective equipment."

"I see. That helped. Thank you."

Rio bows gently with his head down.

The girl's mother lowered her head back as she feared, and began cooking.

"Go ahead."

What was offered was like a sandwich with meat and vegetables sandwiched in an elongated rye bread about a hot dog.

Cheeks the way Rio used to it.

At the next moment, the taste of the salty sauce mixed with gravy spread in my mouth.

"Delicious."

And, with a satisfied smile, I briefly share my thoughts.

The girl's mother had a reassuring look on her face somewhere.

The quality of the materials used is overwhelmingly higher than those used for meals that can be eaten within the Royal College.

So would the cook's arm.

But I missed my previous life's experience of buying and eating like this on the go, and it turned out to be the best spice, and it felt delicious.

Flattening the two sandwiches in no time, Rio headed to the shop where he was taught, being dropped off by a girl who waved cheerfully with her mother at the store.

Approaching the boulevard, vibrancy and enthusiasm were conveyed.

Walk along as taught earlier as large numbers of people go along.

The ground is not paved with cobblestone like in the walls, but the soil remains uneven.

(Hmm?)

Second, Rio stopped because he felt a tiny glance.

I saw those who felt gaze, but there are too many people to identify the Lord of gaze.

(Are you out of your mind?

Hurry ahead even though you feel uncomfortable.

As soon as I walked for about a minute, I found the store I was looking for.

They are both three-story buildings in stone architecture.

When I walked into each store and quickly purchased what I needed, I finished shopping in about thirty minutes.

After finishing dressing, Rio had the look of a boy who had just become an adventurer.

He has a one-handed sword, two knives and an arrow barrel on his hips, and a hooded black long coat on his torso, underneath which he wears a green based claw armor and brown leather light armor.

A number of hand throwing knives were stored under the coat.

Plus he carries a bow and a backpack on his back.

Inside the backpack were minimal replacement underwear, socks, and a thick blanket.

Space is still spare for groceries.

It was a choice that focused more on secrecy and profitability in forests and at night than on design.

Even so, when you're about the age of Rio, it's normal that you don't have the financial power to gear up perfectly so far.

"Hey."

As he walked to finish his next errand, Rio was called out by a man of appearance such as a chimp.

"Something?

"You, aren't you called Rio?

Who has the man done to Rio, observing him as he stares from the bottom to the top, flirting and reluctantly.

Rio sent a gaze that slightly diminished his eyes and identified the man.

And the Lord of my earlier gaze sees this guy.

"... no, it's not. I'm in a hurry."

I wondered how a man knew his name, but thought it was not going to be a busy thing from the sight of a man, Rio tries to rush ahead.

"Well, wait a minute. Just now, Rio posted an arrangement for a brunette. It hasn't been an hour yet. I'm an informant. I need to know as soon as I can. You haven't even reached the guards yet."

When the man interrupted him forcefully in front of Rio, he told him to boast of his good eyes and ears.

Inevitably, Rio stops his leg too.

"So, if you were walking in the market to eat even dinner, you'd see a brunette kid walking. That's why I spoke up."

With a lowly grin, as he walked over, the man peered into Rio with his eyes rounded out.

"What are you talking about?

"It's not a blur. There's no such thing as a brunette kid in this country. Besides, I was wearing a Royal College uniform until just now, and now I look like a traveler as if I was running away. You're Rio, aren't you?

The man glanced at Rio from close range.

He doesn't seem willing to believe Rio's story, he's naughty, and then, like, he's entwined with Necchiko, he follows Rio.

"You're persistent. I told you I was in a hurry.

Mixing a slight killing in anger, Rio glanced at the man with a cold glance.

"Oh, my God! Wait, wait. Don't panic. If I scream, the guards will be here soon. The guards are there."

A man lags behind when pushed by the power of Rio like that.

"You wouldn't believe the guards if you weren't Rio. That's gonna get you in trouble too, isn't it? Some of the soldiers on the wrong patrol are starting to realize that you have dark hair."

The man stood up for blackmailing him.

……

Rio stares at the man silently.

With an objective appearance match and Rio's previous reactions, the man had strengthened his certainty within himself.

"Hehe, and if you're Rio, instead of this king's capital, there's no escape for you all over the country. I'm sure every city in the country has already been notified of your information on the Magic Communicator."

The man snuggles and observes the trick so as not to miss out on Rio's reaction, but Rio never breaks his expression.

A Magic Communicator is a radio video caller made with reference to ancient artifacts.

The call range is about thirty kilometers.

Expensive and few, but one is installed in each city.

As a result, cities are often adjacent within a 30-kilometre area as a guide.

"Shit, you're an inedible kid. Well, that's good. Sounds like a lot of good feathering. Are you rich?

(Oh, a strong contract)

Rio was feeling the man's purpose perceived and his heart getting soothingly cold.

Rio is being treated as an unknown but highly probable dead man.

I didn't even think they'd arrange a nomination.

Is it a treatment from unsavory in case you live, or because attempted royal murder is such a serious crime?

Either way, you've been convicted of a crime, and you've been harmed so far.

It is not so strange to fall into human disbelief.

Rio remembered his cold anger that there would be no such thing as a boulder.

That twitches and erodes Rio's heart.

Two, I wanted to hit that annoyance on the forced contractor in front of me.

"Well, lend me some money for now, will you? That means he was wearing a Royal College uniform, right? It's not good enough to gear up like that. I'll tell you what, I'll get you a place to hide it, okay?

The man of the imposition flat his words so that he did not doubt any shards of his superiority.

Perhaps even giving money here would force the man to contract Rio.

Or maybe after I receive the money, I'll send Rio out to the guards for a bounty.

Rio thought so.

"Ha."

Something went wrong, and Rio laughed out.

A man frowns.

What are you laughing at? Did you even touch it?

Ignoring the man's words, Rio keeps laughing.

Something was going to explode if I wasn't laughing.

If you keep laughing for a while, you get a serious look and Rio opens up.

"No, nothing. I'm not Rio. If you insist, give him that Rio. I don't have time to hang out with your superstitions. Bye."

When I told him so, Rio turned his back on the man and walked out.

I wonder how the man would react, I thought so but the answer didn't matter.

The man only gave a flashy look for a moment, but immediately resurfaced his anger shapes.

"Hey! This is the kid who arranged the nomination! Guards! Over here!

When he shouted that out loud at the guards who were nearby, the man put his hand on Rio's shoulder forcefully.

Rio pulls that hand and throws it down straight in front of him.

"Damn... gibberish"

A blunt voice leaked out of the mouth of a man who could not take a passive.

And Rio twists the man's arm as it is.

I heard a blunt noise, but Rio wouldn't change his expression.

The guards also watched how it was going, so they shouted and called Rio off.

But ignoring that voice, he ran with all his might, and Rio got out of the king's capital.

And that night, in a room in the residence of the Duke of Jugneau in the aristocratic town, the Duke of Jugneau, deeply seated in an expensive chair, was facing one girl in a robe.

The girl had pale orange hair straight up to her back.

The age is still less than ten.

The girl's head has tiny fox ears, and the fox's tail grows from the skirt she wears under her robe.

Yes, the girl was a fox beast.

Few subpeople in general live in the land of the human race, including the Beasts.

In the first place, the subpeoples themselves rarely appear in the realm of the human race.

Because subhumans have a high value as slaves and are often attacked by slave hunting without question.

Among them, the treatment of the Beastmen is terrible.

Many think down beasts and beasts, half human beings, as unclean beings.

Sometimes we keep the slaves of beasts as noble hobbies of the aristocracy of the human race.

Even if it is unclean, noble self keeps it so that it can be worth it as a pet.

They seriously think so.

The girl's mother was a fox beast.

He was caught unluckily hunting human slaves who had broken into the subhuman realm.

And the girl's mother was bought by the Duke of Jugnault.

The girl's mother gave birth to the girl at the age of fifteen and died at the age of twenty.

The Duke of Jugneau in front of the girl was the girl's father.

Stiard is a belly-up brother.

The girl wasn't being treated like she was busy.

I have been educated since my heart was set on, and my body has marks of whips everywhere.

Stiard treats me like a toy, and I made some mistakes the other day or something, and it was just considered a gateway to the outburst of anger.

Furthermore, the Duke of Jugneau had forced the girl to undergo combat training.

The Beasts have an exceptionally high level of physical ability compared to the humans.

The five senses are also excellent, for example, the olfactory sense of the Fox Beast Man is as good as the Dog Beast Man.

It's hard to use on the surface stage, but if you grow it, you become an excellent combat doll.

By the way, the girl is a pure beast man because mating in a human and beast tribe gives birth to a child who has completely inherited the characteristics of a single parent.

"That's the garment to be assassinated. Remember the smell."

The Duke of Jugneau threw a piece of clothing at the girl.

"Yes."

When she replies briefly, the girl puts her nose against the garment and remembers the smell.

"I won't allow you to die. But stab him wrong, but kill him. That's why I raised you. If you look like a kid, you can even let him get off guard and kill you. As long as you have that collar, you won't get away with it. Go."

"Okay, I got it."

The girl snorts as if she was frightened somewhere with a harsh word.

I can have a minimum of daily conversation, but the girl doesn't even have a busy education.

Little light in the girl's eyes.

Instead, the demonic stone, embedded in the collar worn by the girl, was glowing dull.

When the girl was hooded, she was commanded to leave the room but left the mansion.

He faintly smelled the subject as he ran around in the king's capital looking for the Lord of Odor.

The girl ran out as it was and eventually left the king's capital.