Survival in Another World With My Master

The next day, the Virgin Ellen visited the room I was staying in.

Yes, ahn

"Um..."

Ahhn.

No, that's right.

Ahhn

Ellen keeps giving me a spoon of porridge and stares at me.

"... ahn"

I lost.

Ellen's spoon was brought into my mouth, and the porridge with the flavour of salt and milk melted in my mouth. Yeah, it's delicious. It's delicious, but...

"Ellen? I can't eat myself."

Yes, ahn

"... ahn"

It seems that the Virgin liked this act. Amarier and Berta - I tried to appeal with my eyes to the Sister in the room and the Sister with the Virgin, but all I could do was look at what was funny. Solitary.

In the end, they ate all the prepared milk congee with "ahn". Oh, I think something important inside of me got cracked. And Ellen seems to be waking up to something or cheeking up and motivating something. I don't know what you're going to do, but I want you to stop.

Are you satisfied with "ahn" me? Ellen skipped out of the room to say hello.

"What the hell..."

I met Amarillier to clean up the dishes, but she just smiled and said nothing. Do I have to guess?

Well, considering her position, it's not hard to imagine that she hasn't been able to walk a rogue life before, or that there would have been a lot of depression.

I can only imagine how she was found as a saint and how she lived, but she must have been forced to live in such a way that it would be necessary to stick a faceless mask to her face.

Maybe she was even about to lose her faith. A mystery descended on her, and when she acted in accordance with it, she met me, who would be destined to be her partner, as it was. Her faith may be at its peak now.

And even with the backing of her faith, my existence has become a major part of her mind. I don't think she's in a decent state... but Ellen seems to be aware of it.

You realize that, and you're trying to reduce your distance from me.

"Hah...."

The problem is with me. I think Ellen is a good boy. She's a beauty comparable to Sylvie, and she's a fun girl to talk to.

But me and her are essentially enemies. I am a dignitary of the Liberation Army who aims to recapture the kingdom of Merinard, the saint of the Holy King who nationalized the kingdom of Merinard. They are two people who are not supposed to meet.

And no matter how much you like me, I have Sylvie, Ira, and Harpy. My place of return is to them.

You're worried.

"Yeah."

It was unusual for Amarier to speak to me. It would be painful to be accompanying me without just doing anything, but she has been accompanying me and nursing me without complaining. Boulders are gold-class priests.

"Are you reluctant to be Eleonora's partner?

"No, I'm not talking about that dimension... now that things are different, I have people who have sworn to be on each other's side."

Of course, the opponent is Sylvie.

"I see... but there's not only one person who can stand next to you."

"Is that... no, is that an Adolese ant?

"Adolf forbids theft of neighbors' belongings, unjust adultery, and plunder of wives."

I don't think so.

"But men are not forbidden to have more than one wife. In the first place, Adol-sama made multiple wives, married them, and made multiple children in the meantime. We are its descendants."

I made a wife and made a kid in the meantime, hey... I wonder if Adol is a super-skilled alien? It embodies a two-dimensional daughter-in-law and creates a daughter-in-law with a feeling like a 3D custom alley, and then prospers and colonizes the planet with descendants. Genetic modifications were made using sinners that had occurred as the number increased to create subhumans. I can easily imagine the flow like this.

"Well, I know there's nothing wrong with that. I have a lot of things to do."

Really?

"Yes, it is."

Anyway, it's no use trying to guess the true will of God. It's like throwing me into this world without any premonition from the beginning. I don't know if it's Adol or another existence, but it's not decent. Maybe. At least it doesn't have a human ethic or something like that. It doesn't seem like something I can empathize with.

The question is, what do I want to do? What's best for me? What would be best for Sylphie and the others? And what would be best for Ellen and the others?

Of course, we can't treat Ellen and the others we just met in line with Sylphie and the others. Ellen, Amarillier, and the boys who showed me the way, the innkeeper, the daughter, and the mercenaries who met at the castle gate, exchanged money.

They are human beings of the Holy King's kingdom, but they are not, at least, fierce people without any shards of humanity. I think it's a good person to say that it's a normal, well, good person.

But for the Sylphies, they are the invaders who are taking their country by force and occupying their homeland with our faces. And for those who belong to the Holy King's kingdom, Sylvies are inferior to themselves, like thieves who threaten their lives.

Is it possible for both of us to walk? It will be difficult. Both grooves, worn over twenty years, are endlessly deep. Face to face, the weapons are pulled out, and hate piles up so much that we have to kill each other.

However, the difficulty and impossibility are not equal.

Human beings and subhuman beings are creatures of speech and reason. It is possible to communicate with each other. No matter how much we compete, we can understand each other... I don't have anything in my flower head, but I'm sure we can find a compromise somewhere.

In the old Merinard kingdom, humans and subhumans coexisted in the first place. Speaking of twenty years ago, the memories still remain in the Liberation Army, and the soldiers of the former Royal Merinard Army and their families, as well as the former King Merinard Nation, who were actually hiding in the territory of the Kingdom of Merinard, have joined the Liberation Army.

In other words, the Liberation Army has a base that can tolerate humans.

The problem is probably the idea of subhuman contempt spreading to the people on the side of the Holy King. But ideological reform is not something that can be done overnight. It takes decades, hundreds of years.

Even the earth is still free from discrimination based on skin colour. It will be very difficult for subhumans and humans, not only in form, but also in various physical abilities and lifespans, to truly remove the racial walls. Unless we fight together, or we emerge as common enemies that may perish together. No, even if something like that appeared, it might be difficult.

You're out of your mind.

What I can do, what I have to do... hmm. I'm a seemingly human rarity, tolerated by the Liberation Army, and Ellen says I have a white gold shine.

In other words, there is a level of presence that is both Adolescent and called the Apostle of God.

Could we use this position to do something?

For example, a new sect that denies the item of subhuman contempt in Adolphus… No, because Adolphus is a religion with churches and cathedrals. How about creating a new denomination?

Convince Ellen to start a new sect together. Religious symbols such as the Apostle of God and the Virgin Mary may not be possible.

Ellen seemed to be dissatisfied with the upper echelons of Adolution. In view of the presence of the white pig bishop who was in the imperial castle of Merynesburg, it can be predicted that corruption is also progressing in the upper echelons of Adolescence.

This might have a chance if I stood up well. Maybe this is what the guy who brought me into this world was after? I don't know about that. But the situation is as good as it can be.

The problem is that if we start a new sect and declare the independence of the territory of the former kingdom of Merinard, the kingdom of the Holy King may come to crush it with all its might... but if we try to suppress it by force, we will resist it with all our might. I wouldn't be proud of myself if things went that far.

Sawayama will die, but that is not the case now. I have been ready for blood stains for a long time.

No, I don't think I'm ready for that yet. After all, I just don't want to hurt myself. I don't want to go back to the Liberation Army and kill Ellen and the innkeeper, the boy. I don't like that. I don't like it.

So it bothers me. If I can do something about it, I'll make my bad head work desperately. And move on to action.

There's not much I can do alone. I'm not smart either. That's why we rely on people.

Let's start with Ellen.