Sevens

As the pedestrian told me, I boarded a carriage from the city to Wang Du.

The streets are maintained and as many as six horses pull the linked carriages. It's not uncomfortable to ride, but it still seemed expensive to get to Wang Capital.

Five silver coins per person.

Me and Nowem will pay for a piece of gold.

Sitting and looking at the view, I looked next door.

Are you tired, Nowem is asleep? He brought it to me and was resting quietly.

(I wonder if I made it impossible)

I became impudent, but I was able to get here because Nowem was there. Otherwise, I could have brought it on my own, or I could have gone for Darion on foot somewhere.

I've never been camped before, and it seems I'm out of the question for my ancestors to say I'm traveling alone. I vaguely thought it was okay, but everyone was stunned by the sweetness of that perception.

On the boulder, my seventh generation grandfather didn't shelter me all this time either.

Don't wake Nowem up, I'll gaze around.

Then I hear a second generation.

Sounds like the second generation will take care of me today.

I don't know what the criteria are, but while I was traveling, the first, second, and fourth generation were supposed to talk to me.

There's also a magic problem, and at the same time when the two of them talk, they get tired. That's why one of them talks to me like this.

'Now you have something convenient. There was no such thing as a coupling carriage when I was here. "

I answer in a whisper.

"Really?

"It was almost 200 years ago. Is that a magic trick? There was nothing convenient about it. '

Magic tools are tools that allow for simple skill holdings made to replace balls. However, it is not possible to have more than one magic tool if the balls are too strong.

Up to one or two.

But I also have a magic problem, and I can't have a magic device. So are your ancestors' skills, but they seem to be a considerable burden to me right now.

There are more skills that cannot be used.

I mean... I can't use my seventh generation skills because I can't stand them myself. Second-generation skills are generic to other skills.

As for the first generation, they won't let me use my skills because they don't recognize me.

The same goes for other skills. Because I can't stand it, I can't get permission to use it.

(Not at all usable)

"But is five pieces of silver expensive even if you stay in a place to stay along the way?

I seem to have a distinctly strange sense of money. After the fifth generation, it is not a sense of ordinary people's money because they really live as nobles.

That was true when I was choosing a weapon.

After the fifth generation, they recommend expensive swords to me that cost performance is good if expensive is used for a long time.

But considering the holdings I have from the beginning, that was impossible. I could buy it, but when the journey ahead was tough, it was rejected by the second and fourth generations.

'It would rather be cheap. Five pieces of silver to secure the King's Landing and accommodation, right? I'd love to. I'm sure we have a lot of customers ready to make a profit there.'

Five pieces of silver are expensive for ordinary people.

However, there were many customers who used it because they could travel safely.

"It's a convenient time."

That said, the second generation will be silent. I peek in when I take the treasure ball. The blue treasure balls have been inherited by the Walt family for generations.

Is it okay that that's on my hands right now?

(Wouldn't that be a problem?

With that in mind, Nowem moved a little, even next door. Put the decorative jewels under your clothes.

But Nowem didn't wake up.

"But the next five days are just travel days"

Guards on horseback guard carriages all around. Looking at the sole, the other guests seemed relieved.

But let your ancestors tell you, the guards' arms aren't that high. There used to be a more skilled escort, etc., and "Our time was amazing" boasted.

(In our time, I don't know what to say.)

I decided to sleep like Nowem, too.

Five nights later.

When we arrived in Wangdu, the end point of the connecting carriage, we decided to look for a place to stay first, sometimes in the evening.

It's troublesome after night, and above all, you get tired of your body on a journey of travel. The unfamiliar environment, that's all that matters.

You should rest a little - your ancestors have suggested it for Nowem.

"Dear Lyell, was it good for you? It's a little priceless."

In front of me, unlike before, there is a room with a bath in a private room.

The exterior was also very beautiful with only [Central], the capital of the Kingdom of Bisem.

The atmosphere is different from the towns and villages that have passed so far.

"Let's take it slow today or so. It's important to heal the fatigue of your journey (or else your ancestors will be here in May)."

Mainly the first to fourth generation, I care a lot about Nowem.

Because each of them is pretty much taken care of by the Foxz family, Nowem's home.

The first generation has been helped when they wake up the pioneering village, and the second generation has succeeded before helping to find territorial management know-how and even daughter-in-law.

The third generation has also been helped to rush at the Duke.

And the fourth generation was killed in battle by the third generation, and he became a baron after succeeding to his position when he was still young by the third generation of merits.

At that time, it was the Foxxx family that supported me in the shadows.

I mean!

(My parents, the Walt family, didn't develop that far without the Fox family... and now they're not even thankful for ministering)

It won't matter directly to Nowem, but it's a head down thought.

Most importantly, the idea that it is also after the fifth generation changes with gallery.

Because we've known each other for a long time, it's a recognition that we've rewarded each other quite well. However, I am not convinced that the first to fourth generations are directly grateful.

(I mean, it's getting that far and there's no blood connection...)

There must have been a lot of things going on, but anyway, the Walt and Foxz families in deep relationships have never had a blood connection before.

Normally, if we dated so far, it shouldn't be strange for one or two people to be married from both houses.

(I don't know what you're doing, my parents... or your ancestors)

As far as listening to the conversation in the conference room, I feel fatally missing somewhere.

He is the ancestor of the Walt family, who, as far as I can tell, has cut open an undisclosed land. Yet reality is the kind of man who mistakenly sees himself as a barbarian in the fur of a beast.

"Thank you for your concern. Shall we come?"

"Yeah."

When I entered the inn, I saw the counter at the end of the entrance.

It is clean and bright indoors with demonic props made from demonic stones.

The clerk at the counter says "Welcome" to us.

"Are you staying?

"Ah."

The answer is polite.

I can rest for the first time in a long time. That's what I thought.

Zero.

If I thought I hadn't slept in a hookah bed in a long time, I was summoned to the conference room.

But there's only the first generation there.

I was graded by the meetups, and when they said zero, I didn't know what to do with it. So...

"Really...... can I go home?

'Why aren't you so uptight! You're being too polite!

Wouldn't it piss me off no matter how I returned it?

While I was thinking about it, I decided to listen to my first generation.

"I mean, what's going on? I'd like to get some rest for tomorrow."

'I know! I just really need to tell you something. "

A serious first generation mouths the last monster statement again.

I looked disgusted, but my first generation was serious. Seriously, he told me about a time when the kingdom was first born.

"I was born about fifty years ago in the history of the kingdom. At that time, there were still survivors when we fought hard in the country."

"... ha, is that right"

"Where I lived, there were soldiers who broke up with royalty and nobility and fought hard at the time. Those grandfathers used to tell me... at the time, I didn't know why I fought as they told me. '

I remember the history of the kingdom that lasted 300 years. I learn about the kingdom as part of my education, but the formation of the country was a civil unrest in it.

At the time, it seems that the kingdom was quite corrupt, and it was the [Kingdom of Bansaim] that was created by the local nobles who couldn't stand it.

"Didn't the heat cool you down?

'That's what I thought, too. But the soldiers' grandfathers said it was like they were dreaming. Besides, they had great beauties in royalty at the time '

He would be a dude named Dungeon Beauty.

Most importantly, it is now our view that there was a war because of the circumstances around us.

It's a civil unrest that happened as far as it could happen, they tell.

Sure, there seems to be a time when one beautiful woman was setting politics free.

But just because there were such beauties, there's no way a decent country could like politics.

The center of the country was rotten from the beginning.

"If you're a beautiful Dutchwoman, I heard you, too. But that's one of the triggers, isn't it?

'That's not true. I'm really here. A milestone in time, should I say? In those times, the monsters come out. They're worse than demons. "

The first generation, with a serious look on his face, gave me the story of the time.

'You guys would think it was a Yotai story, but it was a really crazy time. My grandparents had too many strange things going on in those days, so much so. We couldn't believe it ourselves. That's what caused it...'

"... Are you a monster?

'That's right! Tilt the country, inclined beauty! An unjust general who broke 10,000 armies! The wizard who floated the island! They all show up at a milestone in their time. Your sister is the monster. I didn't expect a monster from my bloodstream. "

"No way"

If I don't believe you, the first generation will tell me.

"Then will you keep my pretty son away? You are the next man to rot. There will be a lot of treatment though. If you don't like it, it's normal to instruct them to revise it. Besides, you're lucky to have been treated the least '

"Luck?"

'That's right. It's not a strange situation for you to be killed, is it? Though it would be easier to kill him falsely as a disease than kick him out because he doesn't like it'

I am shocked to be told. Sure, I was in the least I could possibly do. It's an environment where no one looks at me.

And I wonder if they told me to start and not kill me. Even for Ceres, he treated me like he hated me.

"Are you conscious? You didn't even wonder that. Are you saying it's attractive enough to make you think so? It's a monster that even twists and bends the environment. You lived well. My parents loved me so much, they might have resisted the monster. '

A monster that even changes the environment - that's Ceres, the first generation concluded.

"There's nothing common sense about them, and maybe they just threw you out on a whim. I don't know what it's like to be a monster, but they're real."

The monsters that appear at the milestones of their time.

My first words swallowed me a little. I just couldn't laugh at what I was going through in Ceres.

"So... is Ceres the cause of all this? Wasn't I bad?

'I don't know that. I know you're a little boy growing up in Bonbong, who doesn't know the world and bothers the offspring of Oyassan. I mean, I don't even know a daughter named Ceres. I've been able to talk about it since you expressed your skills.'

"Oh, really?"

There's just something I can't tell you back, and I'm just gonna shut up. Then the first generation told me.

"You, what are you going to do now?

"Huh? No... I'll be an adventurer"

"Chicks! Sometimes I ask you how you act when you know it might be rough in the future! You're gonna have to take that Nowem's life, too! If you do anything bad, I'll kick your ass."

It turns out that I don't think a lot today.

I thought I could handle it, but now I have a presence called Nowem. I can say that I just followed you on my own, but I can't abandon you.

"Oh, I..."

'... you think for yourself a little more. It's frustrating to watch'

So the first generation opened the door toward his room, and closed it to the fullest of strength. I was left in the conference room to figure out what to do for a while.

"I see it, Master Lyell!

Rising on the carriage of a carriage, Nowem was pointing and shouting at the city of Darion where he could see it.

To finally finish the long journey, or Nowem's expression is bright. I'm starting to feel better, too.

I intend to work hard as an adventurer in Darion for the time being. This means that the journey will be temporarily interrupted.

"Right. What a good place."

The atmosphere can never overflow with people like the king's capital. And not to say it was noisy, but it was a busy city.

Darion - like Zell said, it's a vibrant city that's going to develop.

I look at the side of Nowem and think.

(I... I don't know what to do now)

I've been thinking about it since yesterday but didn't get any answers at all. I'd like to talk to you, but since my first generation is on the table today, I haven't heard back from you.

You must be feeling pretty angry about me.

"They say Darion's Adventurer Guild is pretty big. We have a lot of work to do, and we hear it's just the right city to rush out."

"When did you hear that?

"I heard it when I was shopping in Wangdu. I'm about to go, so I'm wondering what it's like."

When Nowem says so, it's heard from the treasure balls.

'... yeah kid. You don't have it. Compared to Sole, you don't even collect information.... Shit!

I could hear the tongue pounding.

"... Nowem, you've annoyed me a lot. Oh, I'm going to do my best."

Feeling my impudence, I thank Nowem.

"That's okay. Because that's what I like to do. Dear Lyell, let's work together."

"Ooh!

Then, now a young pedestrian, the lord of carriages manipulating horses...

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

... I've been pounding my tongue. And then the first generation.