Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

Ever since then, you've been a bandit and a horse trip. I took a short break or camped out at night, but I've been so tired in the last few days.

I'm tired of riding a horse even though Mr. Koo was behind me. Painful thighs. And general muscle pain. My general muscle aches are so hard.

Besides, I felt like a view in the mountains that couldn't replace the landscape, so it was only at first that I was getting tired of the excited horse life even a few days later.

Are the bandits able to be horses, look fine, and occasionally even have room to hang on to their bows while they ride horses and shoot flying birds to make it dinner?

That's bandits, boulders only name mountain bandits!

Everyone gets ready for their own camp when they get to the camp a few times.

As I descended from the horse, I applied the ointment I received from Mr. Koo to my red inner leg. This medicine really works great.

It's a medication that reduces inflammation with analgesic properties, which means they call the name 'medication that will make you forget in a maiden's embrace'.

As you can see from the name, it was Mr. Onei's handmade ointment. I was explained that it is a medicine to apply when there are no cuts but it is painful, such as pain in the back or when I get a smudge. I am a little excited to be told that I will tell you when the time comes to make it again at a later date.

Mr. Koo teaches us how to treat horses quite carefully, although on their journey, perhaps to make them help.

Mr. Kow was talking about being the only therapist for this bandit group.

Isn't treatment one shot with the healing magic that often comes out of games and stuff? Though I thought, in this world, there's nothing called restorative magic. It meant that injuries and illnesses could only be managed with medicines made by therapists. What a magic of the world is a little more inconvenient than I imagined.

Speaking of which, when I went to the market in the town of Rainforest, I remember being surprised that there were so many corners of your medicine in mind. Is that because there is no restorative magic?

I'm done painting, so with Mr. Koo, I'm going to start getting ready for camp.

Today's camp is about under a big tree, where space is empty for a puffy feeling.

It's full of trees around, but it looks like there's a river if you walk a little. They just say you should never go across this river. They say when you go across the river, you get mathings.

In the village of Galigari, Mamono was said to go into the mountains, but I wonder if the area around here is said to go out across the river.

Even the bandits seem to be frightened, making this place a little far from the river a camp.

I mean, I guess it's a mammoth. When I first asked, I thought wild dogs and bears and heels, but it's about this world, so seriously, will there be dragons and stuff? If you run into such a big reptile, I'm frightened and I can't move.

Every time I prepare for the camp, it feels like the men do mainly tenting and other strenuous work, setting fire and preparing meals with me (the man), the women.

Mr. Kou, the Onei bandit, shows me mountain vegetables and so on, and tells me how to collect them, how to eat them, and also how they work.

The idea of treatment in this world seems to be similar to that of Chinese in the world of previous life. Medical homology. The idea that medicine and food are one thing is fundamental.

The contents of the meal are simple every time, pound the dried meat you bring, the birds you get in the hunt, grain and mountain vegetables into a pan, and simmer. Seasoning is salty only. It's easy every time, but it was delicious there.

By the time the camp was ready, the bandits were tired at first, feeling like dead people, but by the time they ate their meals and took a breather, it was like cheering up every time, surrounding one incendiary fire, drinking and festivities.

Yes, that parent is laughing, too. I was afraid even though I was laughing. It was like saying it, and it was like laughing like eating a baby raw and puffy.

I try not to look at the frightened faces of my parents. It is routine to read the books of medicine given to Mr. Koo near the burning fire.

Plus it's more exciting than usual, especially today. They decided to live here in the camp for a while and wait to hear from Mr. Bash.

Apparently you asked if your parents are around here, and you can't get down to the city. Is that why you want me to come? What the hell did you do, Alec? Parenthood.

But if you do get down to the city with that face, you'll be in trouble. It's that face, even if you didn't do anything, you must be wanted.

So it looks like tomorrow, the muscle man Guy, the smart looking Roodil and one of the villager bandits, Porn, will go down to the city and get in touch with Mr. Bash. That's why it's a feast for three people today. Cooking and all that, as usual.

By the way, the rest of you, including me, left a message at the camp. Personally, I was relieved to hear that I haven't had a horse journey in a while. My soft thighs are no longer the limit.

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There have been no horse trips since the three of us went down the mountain to get Mr. Bash, and privately there has been a serene life.

Alec, the parents hunt, me and Mr. Koo go pick mountain vegetables, do laundry, and so on.

Picking mountain vegetables with Mr. Koo today.

Work listening to the efficacy of herbs and how to use them, as usual.

Still, it was always strange, but who the hell is this bandit?

I don't feel like saying I'm from that bandit village where I was first, but that's not why I feel like saying I've been a wild kid who's lived a lot in the mountains.

I can do some arithmetic with Mr. Quamar on the monkey face and Mr. Rudil who seems smart, and he seems to be in my head about the geography around here, and I was very familiar with a lot of things.

Besides, Mr. Koo's knowledge of the therapeutics is amazing. I don't think it would be something you would get if you were spending your normal time.

I'm sure they learned it somewhere. But surely, in this world, there's only one place you can learn. There is only one royal school. But I should have had to be noble to get into that school...

"What's going on? Lew, you're bawling, but are you tired?

twisted, and Mr. Koo, who moved, was in front of him.

"Shh, excuse me. I was just thinking. Um... I wonder who the hell you are."

"Oh? Are you interested in us?

"I mean, you guys have all kinds of skills, so I was wondering where you learned that."

"Hmm. Glad to hear it. I can't believe you asked me questions about us."

The Onei Bandit looks really happy, with his gooed right hand in his mouth and laughing Kunekune.

"We're bandits now, but we used to be noble boys and daughters. I can't believe it, huh?

"So you went to Royal School after all"

I knew I was! Again, I look like a child and my brain is an adult famous detective. But what the hell happened to your nobility becoming a bandit?

"Yes, yes. I get it. Hey. We met at school. I was a therapist, and Kwamal and Rudil were friends, although they didn't feel like Knights. By the way, I'm about to see you now. Bash is a merchant. Another one of my younger brothers was close with me, but I'm not alienated from my younger brother. I haven't seen you lately."

He was a little cloudy when talking about his brother, but he enjoyed telling me about other events at school.

That Mr. Kwamal moved to the merchants department because he was initially in the chivalry family but practice was tight. That Mr. Kou, at the time, was normally manly, not Onei, and was quite popular with women, but has always liked Alec Parenthood since then.

"There's a lot going on, and you've become a bandit. But it's okay. Because I've decided to live in love. I'll always be around Alec."

Mr. Onei has eyes that hunt the prey of carnivores entirely.

But the way I see it, Alec, my parents don't seem to feel about it... Love without reward.

Even so, it's still popular here. Is that face handsome in this world?

Or rather than Mr. Koo's love story, there's a lot going on in one way or another, and I'm concerned about the 'things' about being a bandit.

And more than that, by the way, it comes out, Mr. Bash. I want information on my wholesale destination.

"What is Mr. Bash doing now?

"Oh, Bash, you ruby-forn lord. I'm Count Ruby Volne."

Lord, by Count, I mean, aristocracy again? I'm gonna use the small room?

As a small-time user, I already have a career, so hey, I see, isn't that good?

"By the way, Mr. Bash isn't a pervert, is he? You don't have toddler hobbies either, do you?

"? I don't think he's a pervert. I married the wizard's wife, and I have children."

I make a grand gut pose in my heart.

Wouldn't it be better to get back to work than I thought? No, but you can't be alarmed. It is also possible that the child is said to be an untouchable fucking kid.

But I don't know what the fucking kid's habitat is, but I was a little bit horrified to find out where he was going to be sold.

"Speaking of which, Cow, your mother said there was a lot going on and you became a bandit, but how did you become a bandit?

Until now, although I have been basically nicotine, my expression has become a little stiff. Looks like it was a question I shouldn't have asked much of.

Sorry, I figured out where to wholesale and I'm in good shape. Sorry.

"I can't tell you why I became a bandit.... I don't want to push our minds. Besides, you've come close to the river sometime. It's time to go back.

Mr. Kow returns to his tent as he puffs the atmosphere he doesn't really want to talk about.

Although I follow you behind in a hurry, I am very concerned about the way that you deviate from that story.