The first night spent in different worlds dawned.
Yesterday, after breaking up with Mr. Rusty, I gently examined the Chamber of Commerce and found that it was a group of legitimate merchants who could safely participate.
It is a gathering of pedestrians and traveling around the country is convenient to grasp the public opinion.
Of course it would be dangerous.
I still thought of the night as too much of an anxiety.
Most of them were foolish thoughts, but I've had one thought.
I want to keep Mr. Rusty and I connected.
If the Troika is coming as I thought it would be, maybe my knowledge will help something.
Then I can repay you.
For example, if you were trying to work for a weird master, would you recommend someone like Cao Cao who would eventually win?
... That's an excuse.
I just didn't want to be this clear with the first kind person I've ever met to come to this world.
That said, there are practical reasons.
I want someone I know who can tell me what's going on in the distance.
If the Three Kingdoms were really to come, local information would be extremely useful.
No matter what you think, there is no TV or Internet in this world.
If so, the only information you can trust will be an acquaintance's letter.
If that's what you mean, it's convenient for her to go far.
What you should be aware of is consideration that doesn't seem like a weird stalker is trying to attach.
I've thought about time and thought about how to talk, but I still don't know how I can take it.
There is no weird lower heart. And I feel it myself......
Well, I'm done helping you leave, too.
Let's go say hello and talk to Mr. Rusty.
"Mr. Rusty, may I have a word with you?"
"Hmm? What? Change it."
"First, thank you. Thanks to you, I picked up my life. Thank you so much."
"Let's not go that far. This neighborhood is relatively secure. We should have made it to this town."
I don't think so.
I didn't even know in which direction there was a town then.
Once there was something like a street, I think it went that way, but I can't walk long without water or food.
Plus, it's big-time to find out that the history of this world might be following exactly what I know.
That's also because Mr. Rusty answered my persistent question.
Besides, he even prepared me for a job to keep me from starving to death.
I can say the benefactor of life itself.
"What do you think...... it seems difficult to me. It was definitely very helpful in any case. On top of that, it's thick, can I write a letter and get in touch?
I would like to know what Mr. Rusty, who is in a distant land, saw and heard, was he a strong man and a good master? You're looking, aren't you? Maybe we can share some useful information. "
"Ho...... And the prospect of coming out because of the awkwardness that brought you here? Lyle works inside too."
"What? Can you do that?
"Naturally. As a matter of fact, there are no awkward martial artists at this young age. You've already turned down a number of agents.... No, on a good note, I didn't know the elves. Was there any way Lyle could tell the strength of others? I don't know, I think I've made an evil push. I hope you forgive me."
That's what I say and I bow my head, Mr. Rusty...
This guy's strong... what?
Well, for a woman, she has muscles, maybe.
Nevertheless, she is skinny only to the extent of a well-exercising woman.
Because she's a little taller than I am... quite tall as a woman though.
Even foreign countries that are taller than me in average height should not be critical.
As a matter of fact, there is no such thing as a female warrior.
Can a woman fight a woman who wants to confirm her identity... but says she's training martial arts on a boulder? I can't hear you.
"No, not like you're going to apologize. If a stranger asks me if I can write a sentence, etc., I think it's suspicious and natural.
Uh, forgive me, but I promise I won't contact you unless it's useful information. Can you tell me what kind of person you want to work for, and what the criteria are so that even I can find someone from Mr. Rusty who seems strong? If you do that, you can find someone who was up to standard. Oh, but I don't know where to send it... "
"Huh. You don't have to worry about it. As I said yesterday, I will be working at Uncle Joy Sapona's border for a few years. I'm confident I won't be turned down. So we just need to get it to Sapona territory.
Well, that was your master's standard, wasn't it? He still thinks of his country and loves his people. And I want you to have a big ambition. It would be nice to know what the man did and how the people reacted. But it's hard to be called a standard when it comes to strong samurai...... ummm. Do you want this spear? Take it. "
That's what they said and gave me the spear, but...
Heavy.
Is this... nearly 7 kilograms?
It must have been about 2 kilometers with a Japanese sword.
"Using this spear, the awkward can continue to fight from morning to noon. Therefore, if we can fight longer with heavier weapons than that, we can say that strength and endurance are better than awkwardness. Well, a martial arts is not such an easy thing, but the guiding principle that comes to mind now is to this extent"
"Was it a little impossible to teach an amateur like me...... But I get it. I'll get as much decent information as I can to let you know."
"I'm not willing to dictate my lord for a while, and let me wait slowly. Besides, you don't have to have any good information, so give me a sentence when you calm down. If you do that, the awkward can rest assured. Besides, I want information far away. Send it to me with confidence. Let's get back to the awkward as well as we can.
Do you mind if I write you a love letter sometimes? If you don't like it, I'll add it. "
That's what you say and you smile jokingly......
Oh, my God.
Haven't you misled this guy by a bunch of men?
If I'd been ten years younger, I'd have definitely figured out how to confess this.
That's the second time. This thought.
"Yes. Be sure."
"All right, master."
"And Mr. Rusty."
So we split up.
Let's start with working seriously in the Chamber of Commerce.
It all starts with that.