The village's name is Doremi Village.
It is a small village with a population of about two hundred, located in the north of the Kingdom of Arunya and close to the border with the Kingdom of Magna.
In the centre of the village there is a square, with wooden houses built in concentric circles around it.
The houses are badly built and I don't see a single two-story building or anything like that. Besides, it's just a bunch of little things.
The only house that is built a little higher is quite a size. Perhaps it is the house of the village chief, the representative of this village.
A little east of the village stretches out the loosely flowing streams and wheat fields.
Conversely, on the western side of the village, trees of troubling scale thrive whether they should be called forests or forests.
Here, natural graces such as nuts and mushrooms, as well as wildlife such as birds, could be harvested.
They are, for the village of Doremi, a valuable food for life.
... A village of Doremi is a village of such a size that, to an approximately this extent, there is no longer anything to talk about.
It was a typical cold village, like everywhere else.
No, I only had one thing left to tell you. It is the presence of peculiar inhabitants, not seen in other cold villages.
The figure was in a wheat field outside the village that was busy during the harvest period.
A girl who works while wrapping a little dirty pussy around her. She was the one. The adults around them occasionally raise their voice of reprimand against the girl in that work.
A young girl who is used by the villagers.... would it be a smallholder?
Small farmers, not uncommon in itself. What was unusual was her appearance.
Black hair rarely seen here. Moreover, when it comes to having black eyes, it is doubtful that such a person will be found in the Wang capital.
And that's not all the unusual looks stop. The colour of the skin also seems to be different from that of the surrounding people, most importantly, the facial construction is unique.
Should I even say exotic appearance...... Most of all, I don't like anyone who has traveled to a distant foreign country in such a cold village.
Silently, the girl who mows the wheat hoe.
The windswept, golden wave-like wheat hoes still remain numerous. Apparently, it still takes a lot of time for her work to finish.
The girl perspires on her forehead, but continues to work without rest.
In the end, the work lasted until near dusk.
Dosari and fall over a crude sleeping table.
The bedroom is hard to say clean, and on top of that, it's hard and uncomfortable to sleep in.
Most of all, I can't afford to worry about that right now.
Because I just tortured my body with long hours of labor.
If that is the bedside, I would not hesitate to use it, even the crudest bedside in the world.
"Damn, those people! One day, I'm sure, you'll make him regret it!
Noisy words rush out of my mouth as I ram into my bedroom.
The contents were not very well known to people, but there is no need to worry.
I'm the only one in the cabin that's worse than this sleeping area - yes, I definitely don't want to call this a house.
Besides, the current language is in Japanese. Even if they ask, they can't understand.
This world, … yes, there is naturally no one who can speak Japanese in this place that seems to be separate from the world I was in.
If so, can't you communicate with them?
Yes, if you ask, that's not true. No, should I say that that is no longer the case...
- It's been roughly a year and six months since I was swallowed up by that darkness.
When I was thrown into another world, I struggled without words...
If necessary, it seems possible to acquire a separate language, even with brains to my degree.
When I was in Japan, I couldn't speak English at all.... How incredible.
It's not just words. The reading and writing of letters could also be learned and mastered from the only non-illiterate village chiefs in this village.
Most importantly, at the price of it, I was forced to do more labor...
Until then, there is, of course, a translation of the mastery of letters. That's nothing more than for me to get out of my current situation.
Now I'm like protecting me, or the small-time use of the people in the village of Doremi who own me.
In exchange for only a few pieces of food for life, he is forced to work harshly every day.
Naturally, there's no way I'm unhappy with the status quo. It's not hairy to me, such as the desire to continue to spoil a slave-like situation.
If not, why did I come to this world?
Fujido said. This world is the ideal place to live freely in the true sense.
... but that's a story if you have the power.
In a world where there is not even the word basic human rights, the weak are in a position to just subordinate themselves to the strong.
To escape from slavery and turn to the side of the mighty, if you don't know one of the letters, it's not even a story.
Yes, knowledge is power. In humans who do not even have a minimum upbringing, they can only be in a position to be used by people.
I'm sure that's not just a story about this world, it's the same thing everywhere.
I've spent less time than ever before. It's worth it, and I think I've got the minimum knowledge I need. Later......
I gave thought to the pot I hid under the floorboard, precisely its contents.
Its contents are piles of small dirty copper coins.
I've been stealing and saving little by little so they can't beat me in the mask of an obedient lamb.
What precedes it is gold.
Minimum knowledge gained. Later, we can always get out of this village as long as we have the cash to outrun our seats.
If you hurry things up, you will hurt them. If you can, I just want to be ready. But......
There were circumstances that prevented me from saying something so long.
This world is as civilized as it was in the Middle Ages.
When it comes to the greatest role of women in such a society, it is nothing more than having children.
Even if I didn't hit badly, it was visible that sooner or later I would be forced to marry unwanted.
In the meantime, the good fortune for me was that the people in this village mistakenly thought I was a much younger girl than my real age.
Apparently, it's the same here that Asians look younger.
Thanks to this, I have never had anything to do with marriage stories.
But apparently these days, the village adults are plotting my marriage.
Anything, out of that stupidity, you're trying to give me credit to an untouchable young man.
- Oh, I'm not kidding!
The same goes for being able to decide who to marry on their own, but that person can't stand it either.
At the earliest, there is no moment of respite. The marriage story they're pushing under the water, before it becomes a reality, we have to get out of this village...
But what should we do?
The funding aspect is still unforgivable.... If we're going to escape anyway, why don't we just get rid of the prudence and bring out the golden-eyed stuff?
If so, to what extent does the risk jump?... hard to judge... Yikes...
- Mm, my eyelids are heavy.
It's almost dusk time. Although I haven't had dinner yet......
Let's get some rest first...
"... ugh. What?... That's noisy."
Wake up to the hustle and bustle outside. As I crawled out of the bedroom with my thighs, I walked over to the wall.
And the windows on the wall - never made of vitreous, etc. Something that just had a lid on a square hole with a wooden plate - pushed up and peeked outside.
The sky was just getting reddish.... Apparently, only a few hours have passed since we slept.
What the hell prevented me from sleeping!
Run left and right with resentful caged eyes....... eh! Black... smoke?
Is that a little fire noise? No, no, maybe it's a big fire.
If the latter, I can understand this noise.
... Unfortunately, should we check on what's going on out there?
Right. That would surely be the best way to grasp the current situation.
If so, immediate action.
Twitch and flip your body toward the wooden door. Run small to the door, and when you put your hand on it, push it open all at once -
"... what, this"
Squeeze.
Red lotus flames dyeing all over the village. Standing black smoke. And the cry of the snort.
What popped into my eyes was such an uninterrupted sight.
On this day, just like a year and a half ago, I had a big turning point in my life.