Next morning.
"Thank you for coming in late yesterday."
"Welcome. Thank you for staying."
"It's okay. This is yesterday's bounty of five."
"Thank you"
Receive a small hemp bag from a guard woman and go from Kereban's stuffing to the city.
The early morning breeze, still sparsely populated, caresses her cheeks softly and cools her body.
"Ha..."
I kind of lost my mind.
I went that way or this way just last night...... but for what it's worth, Mr. Pedro's search was accomplished. They left it to the stuffing guards first after we got to Kereban, but it's not as serious an injury as I had in mind, and they're also taking their lives off at this stage this morning. I hear the life force of the Beasts is strong, but maybe it's more than I imagined.
For the most part, he needs rest, and it's going to be awhile before his back aches go away... but with his life, he can start over, and everyone who was there talked about it.
I also think the worst consequences are avoided and above all. I know he's got a hard time, but he's got some acquaintances who go out of their way to make a search request, and I'm sure he'll be fine.
"Slightly."
I nearly dropped the hemp bag as I held it. There is a sound of silver coins coming out of the fist I gripped.
Only if the bandit is caught alive will a 2000 suite bounty be paid per person, even if there is no bounty. Not only is it dangerous to pay unexpectedly high, but there seems to be an aim to work for adventurers to voluntarily carry out bandit crusades by guaranteeing profits.
Incidentally, the captured bandits are subject to prison and prison work, and the bounty is letting the person caught in this prison work earn money. I mean, the five people I handed over will also be taken somewhere in the future and live those lives.
Let's hope you found out that Mr. Pedro was alive and regretted and reflected on him in an impenetrable situation, and at the end of the day he was being somewhat honest... and that he could complete his sentence safely, rehabilitate and reintegrate into society.
"... hmm?
Walking somewhat, he passes in front of a church-like building. Compared to the church in Giml, it is about the same size, but the gatekeepers are splendid and there are many types of decorations such as drapes. An old man in a monastic outfit on the property is probably in church, though, as he is still taking about five young monks to clean.
... Speaking of which, when I first came to this city, the escorts told me.
There are two sectarian churches in this city that believe in the same God.
I'm not usually very conscious, but the church in Giml I'm going to is actually rigid. It's a “Genesis” church designed to be clean and poor...
"Could you be lost?
Oops.
An old man approached me because I was staring at the building.
"Sorry, I'm not lost...... is this definitely in church?
"Exactly. It's a Divine Light Church."
"Was I? This is the first time I've seen such a fine church, and I'm amazed."
"Right or right. Is such a church rare? … yes, you should also look at the chapel if you like"
"Have you seen the chapel? I'm a follower of Genesis, though."
"Between those who believe in the same God. It's nothing but sectarian differences. The gods love us indefinitely. If you have time, I'll pray for you."
"… Now let me sweeten your words"
There was no need for any particular haste, and I was told to praise the invitation, so I decided to follow the man.
Up a majestic stone staircase to a building with crimson carpets.
From the surrounding monks on the way, I was greeted with a smile as if to welcome me.
"This is the chapel. Come on, inside."
Doors to be opened. Inside, polished brass candlesticks line up sloppily, creating a path to the altar where statues of the gods are installed. To the left and right of the road are arranged long chairs in calm shades, which would be for the faithful who come to worship.
No one seems to be here yet.
"Don't hesitate, come near me"
As I was told, I pray in the closest place to the statue.
……
Oh, even here.
Like he said, it doesn't seem to matter if the sects are different.
of the moment of prayer, the feeling of being engulfed in light. I'm too used to it and I don't even feel safe anymore...
"Welcome!
"Wow!?
He came to the divine realm and was welcomed to Lurutia early. That too, you've come a long way! In an atmosphere where you just say. What the hell is wrong with you...... I honestly haven't kept up with the tension.
"We both have special guests!
"Two?"
My eyes naturally turn to the direction in which Lultia spoke. There are two pillars of strange goddesses there. One is a middle-aged woman who is as good as a nobleman and seems kind. The other is a female warrior who gives a sense of beauty and wildness at the same time. A two-pillar god surrounded the table with the opposite impression, confirming that he was drinking tea.
"Oh, you're a new customer. Welcome. We need more tea and sweets."
"Heh... I heard you talking, but if you really call me, you can come here"
"I'll see you first. My name is Lyoma Takebayashi."
"I know. You were from Earth before this, weren't you? I'm Willieris. It is called the goddess of the earth and abundance. Thank you so much for working with us this time to protect people's lives. Take it easy, will you? You must be forgiving your heart to Lurutia, right? I miss you if you don't do the same."
"Ha ha... if that's what you're going to say... I'll sweeten you to the word"
I feel more polite than any god I've ever met. If this one at the place,
"Atashi is Cyril Elle, the goddess of war and repudiation. Say hello."
"Nice to meet you"
I knew I was a god of war. Nice to meet you.
"Dragon Horse, you're stiff."
"I'm used to it here, but just with the first goddess I met. He said he'd be surprised to see both those and the two pillars at once... I need some time to get used to the boulders. So, what happened? Lultia."
Although it was somewhat of a welcome mood from the start.
"I tried to hold a meeting called“ The Girls' Party ”on Earth, and I lost the subject without any excitement at all."
"Oh, speaking of which, the Guys talk about that...?
Wait a minute? I heard that story yesterday. It was two days ago because the day is already over.
"If you've been doing this for so long, you won't even be talking about it."
"Atashi's been forced to call me for that, too. So I've talked a lot about it."
Master Kiriluel is looking at Lurutia with his jitsu eyes.
"The subject of Cyril Elle is too much of a slaughter... it doesn't sound like a sorority at all!
"Isn't it Lurutia who said something about recent stories!
The goddesses began talking to each other,
"I'm sorry, there's no explanation for this. Tea and sweets, please."
"Thank you"
I get tea and sweets from my paced Willieris.
"By the way, why are you in church today? Can I help you?
"There is no particular reason. In front of a church that happened to take a street, I was invited by a priestly man...... maybe Lurutia did something?
"? Wait a minute."
That's what she says. She closes her eyes. Guys do this a lot when looking into something too...
"Okay. It doesn't look like that kid did anything in particular. It was a man's decision to invite you in front of the church. Looks like I'm trying to solicit you to my sect."
Was it solicitation?
"Right. But I'm not a bad person. It seems that the appearance is not going to demand a donation from you, the child, and it seems to be purely going to preach.
Plus, "Shinto" actively gathers believers and boutiques, but it is also financially powerful and actively and massively protects cookouts and orphans. There are a lot of people who are serious about it for people, so don't get me wrong there, okay?
Master Willieris still seems to be a gentleman. When I say religion, it makes me feel a little frigid. It makes me think about me and make a good follow up. Solicitation may be the purpose, but is it rude to doubt it? At least that one.
"Okay. Thank you."
"It's okay, because some priests are actually like you're on guard. It is important to exercise caution. Especially in your case, you'd be getting protection not only from Lultia, but also from Gain and Kfo, right?
"Yes. And from Techn."
"Well... there is a precedent where one person has multiple protections, which is extremely rare. If you find out that you have four protections, you will always hear from church officials.
Especially in Divine Optics, we treat protected humans as “saints” and objects of the same faith as we do, so I think they are also likely to develop into things you do not want if they are torn apart. Please be careful that I don't mean to do that. "
"Thanks for the overlap"
"Why don't we stop talking about this..."
"It won't be over forever and... alas, what were you two talking about?
Apparently, the two of you are done talking.
"The story of the man who invited me to worship before I came here today"
"Oh, that's him."
"Because I came to the right place, I was wondering if you did something. Lultia?"
"Eh, I wouldn't go that far on a boulder."
"I know because you got confirmation."
Kind of a troublesome atmosphere for Lultia today. It's like I'm deliberately creating an atmosphere for a sorority...
"By the way, Dragon Horse, have you seen anything lately?
"The right way to talk about it... until a few hours ago, I ran around the mountain in response to a missing persons search request."
Explain what happened until last night.
"It's been tough."
"This time everyone at the submissive demon worked hard for me... or I think I almost relied on Slime and Removal Bird..."
No, I've always felt like... I'm doing a good job too, right?
"You're pulling information from bandits."
"We all worked together, isn't that okay?
"When you get home, give me a decent reward, okay? You gave me a hand."
"Absolutely."
Dear Cyril Elle is right, especially the Removal Birds. I had them fly for quite some time to search, and they're the ones who found those bandits. I'm going to prepare plenty of treats when I get back to Giml.
Answering that, Master Cyril gave me an uncontrolled smile.
......... Speaking of which, I think someone said “God of War hates transferees” when it was. But here she is. She doesn't feel that way. It seems rather airy and friendly.
"Hmm? What's up? You got something on your Atashi face?
I hope it's nothing for a moment. It does, but there's no point in lying to the gods. So I just talked honestly.
"You've never been told to be friendly to humans...... so, you don't like the metastasizers? Who is it? The guy who said that. Fernobelia is the one who hates metastasis."
The god doesn't seem to have any idea.
"You don't even remember anyone. Only with someone from the gods."
"I wonder if it's compatible. You see, Earth is different from this one."
I think I've figured something out in Master Willieris's words.
"A lot of metastasizers don't fit their personalities."
I'm not saying it's impossible, but from me it looks easier to communicate.
"Remember. This is the first time you've had a conversation with a metastasizer."
So far, he's only been able to get a one-sided view.
"Right. We can't have long conversations, and we can't get along."
"And then maybe the role of Cyril Elle and the criteria for selecting the metastasizers are the problem"
Let me hear more about the story...
As we call the transferees from Earth, the earthly God first prepares multiple “candidates”.
Lultia and the others choose one of the “candidates": a “metastasizer” like me.
At this time, it is obvious that we cannot adapt to this world. Someone with too dangerous an idea.
And they exclude those with excessively violent personalities.
"So if you're a transferee, you tend to be the one who was far removed from the act of combat and contention. And Cyril Elle must be the goddess of war, right? I firmly forbid weak bullying and useless killing, but I admit that hunting to live and fighting to protect myself and others is even war. Isn't it?
Master Kirill takes over Master Willieris' words.
"Atashi decides not to deny anyone who does everything he can to live. Bugs, animals, warcraft, humans. Nor do I deny taking weapons and fighting for it. In the words of your hometown, weak eating is the one.
If we can solve the problem by discussing it, that's fine. But there are things you can't do to keep people alive, right? Still, there were quite a few guys who said it was unacceptable, and some of them thought they were recommending war on their own, inciting it, or treating it like an evil god. I don't think I'm going to fit that kind of guy... "
I feel a little depressed but... convinced. You'd think so if you were treated like that. Moreover, if there is no way to solve misunderstandings, it is even more unfortunate.
"Dragon Horse, you adapted from the beginning."
"You lived three years in the woods as soon as you got here."
"I'll do the hunting and bandit exorcism fine, and you had no particular reason to dislike it. Looks like he's gonna do a pretty good job with his original arm."
"Thank you"
From Master Cyril's point of view, he seemed quite impressed.
And I'm honestly glad to be praised for my arm by God, who is God of War and who also presides over martial arts.
"That's right! Why don't you fight for once? With an athlete and a dragon horse."
"……………………… Yes?
Suddenly, I think I heard a strange suggestion...