The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

3 days later

After a generally peaceful journey, we finally arrived in the town of Gaunago, which houses the Duke's mansion.

But... we're arriving. No, there's a new problem at the gate.

"Let me hear it again. Your names are Lord Faye and Mr. Lyoma. What's the purpose of being here from Gimru?

"I run a shop, and this time, the Duke's house will be fulfilled."

"I'm an escort and squire, sir."

"From Kereban, we don't go through the streets, enter the back of the Ghanaian forest, ending 15 bandits we encounter. That's for sure, isn't it?

"Definitely"

"I think it's usually something that goes through the streets. Why did you go all the way into the woods where it's hard to walk?

"I've lived in that forest for a time. I simply missed it, so I went to see it there. I'm used to walking in the woods because adventurers work together, and I thought it was faster than going around."

"I see... Lord Faye doesn't seem to be an adventurer"

"I have military service experience in my home country. Forest walking, the guard's arm wore there"

"A soldier of Zilmar,"

"Ex, sir"

"I see..."

... has been at this rate since being transferred to one of the co-located stuffs. Same thing over and over again.

The waist is soft, but a complete job question.

In my previous life, I knew immediately that I was suspicious.

Still, I think you can just open up now...

The prize money for the bandits we put in place, it's too long to verify the facts before we pay for it.

Have you lived in the woods for three years or are ex-militaries from other countries that suspicious?

... the military is suspicious for 3 years in the woods anyway... no, but the crystal was blue.

But when does it really end............ hmm?

The footsteps I hear stop in front of the door.

"All right, I'll get in the way. Here, whoa!

"Ah!?

Oh, my God, it was Mr. Hughes who came in.

It caused me to leave the woods, one of the Duke's escorts.

"Hey Lyoma! Long time no see!

"Long time no see!

"I'm glad you called me. I'll take care of the rest."

It seemed true that you said that if you told me about yourself at the clock when you broke up, I would contact you.

It was unexpected that you were in the middle of an investigation...

While I think so, the man I was investigating opens his mouth.

"Hughes, what?"

"Hey Swanson! You're still doing it."

"If you know you're at work, leave!? Give it back!"

Mr. Hughes is quickly snatching the paper that the man had filled out of all sorts and looking through.

"Uh, Swanson? You're worried about this neighborhood. This is not a lie. I promise. I was dying in the spring, right?

"That you were hit during the Duke's escort?

"This is the one who helped me when it happened."

"Even so...... what is 3 years in the woods"

"There are a lot of things going on. It's not like he was working for a bandit, is it? I checked with my husband around here. Just let him through. It's also true that you're coming to say hello. It's like being invited as a real guest."

"... ok. Don't forget your prize money."

... I felt kind of strongly about it, but for now it seems like you can open it up safely.

"Thank you, Mr. Hughes"

"We'll talk later. Let's go before he changes his mind. Holle, hold the prize money."

"Ah, yes.... This was Mr. Faye's bag"

"I want you to keep it with the store owner's space magic. Because it will be luggage and for the time being it will be fine with the money in hand"

"Okay, I'll let you in for now"

We don't have time to greet him slowly, and we'll follow him to the clock.

On the surface, the sun had already set and the stars were blinking in the sky.

"And it was a disaster,"

Mr. Hughes has laughed as if he had stopped being patient.

"Absolutely... but he's working for you, too"

"That would help if you said so. He's not a bad guy either, but if there's anything at all that bothers you, it sounds like he's going to persevere... but because of that, he's also the one who catches criminals who can't be identified by crystals, right?

Mr. Hughes following an earlier man, but I was more concerned about the phrase "criminal indistinguishable by crystals” than that. Can that be deluded?

"Sesame seeds. - That's not for finding criminals in the first place. That's why you can't expose all the crimes with it."

If you ask me, they say it's the church that manufactures that crystal, which is supposed to be for finding out if the commandments have been violated.

"Murder, kidnapping, rape, burglary, injury... because the acts around there are also against the teachings of the gods, that's when I know. Even if it's not against the gods' teachings, it's against the law, right? Smuggling, for example. Possession of a shitty product that is prohibited from trading, or bringing it in without authorization, would naturally be a crime, but dangerous goods and a ban on bringing it in are rules that humans make later. So the crystals don't respond."

Was there such a flaw?

Still, it's just useful for some felonies to be discernible, and it's going to be a deterrent.

By the way...... I'm kind of walking about Mr. Hughes, but where are you headed?

When I asked him, he stopped on his feet perfectly.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about getting out in a hurry. So, where are we going?

Speaking of which, he was such a mess... of course he's a good guy.

It didn't seem like there was a destination anyway.

"Then you don't know the unusual name" I like horses ”inn? So I'm meeting up with the Morgan Chamber of Commerce to visit the Duke's house at a later date."

"I know you there! It's an inn run by horse racing jerks... I love horses so much that I make them the name of the store. Don't ever bring up a topic about horses, okay? It's gonna be a long time and a lot of trouble."

Apparently he was a close opponent, and Mr. Hughes is having fun.

He's also used to the road, and the narrow back road walks swiftly.

Also on the road,

"Whoa, that's a fuse."

"What are you doing? Not at this hour."

"Whoa! I'm at work!

"Work? Then why are you walking here?"

"Aren't you skipping? Have a drink!

"Hughes, why don't you have a drink at our house today?

"I'll serve you, okay?

"Uh... I'm happy to invite you, but I'm about to send these guys. I'll be back later."

"The child...... are you kidding me!?

"What!? Who's the kid with!?

"You're not my child!

"Hahahahaha!! I guess! You don't look alike at all!

"Looks smart to be your kid!

"Looks kind of good, too!

"Definitely not Hughes' kid!

"What a bunch of drunks!!

"Oh, isn't that Mr. Hughes? You'll come back to our store next time. I'll make you some tea."

"Is that Grandma from the grocery store? I'll see you next time. Put some tea on."

"I'll wait. Tea treats are for a different price."

People on the road are talking to me all the time, and I seem to be close to any of them.

"It's not just because it's local."

"Good man, sir. I'm trusted by others, I know you well."

Noisy, but walking down a peaceful street corner, we eventually arrived at an inn of modest size compared to the stable, which seems better to say that it was (...) co-located in the stable rather than that a large stable was co-located...

"This is the inn.“ I like horses. "Father, you're probably not here at this hour... is the general here?

Follow him as he enters in light condition.

An equally light reply flies from the counter as soon as I get in.

"Yes, hey, isn't it Mr. Hughes? What's the matter with you?

"I've been showing you the guests."

"Good evening. My name is Lyoma Takebayashi from Bamboo Forest and I have reservations through the Morgan Chamber of Commerce"

"Likewise, this is Faye, the escort."

"Oh, I've heard from Serge's husband. I have two rooms in a private room, so fill out this booklet first. And then what about dinner? It's already time if you want to eat, and Serge's husband is in the dining room. Tomorrow."

Are you a scratchy person, filling out a lodging book with answers to questions that fly early in the arrow inheritance.

Let's have dinner, too. I should also say hello to Mr. Serge.

Lyoma, I'm not going back to the mansion.

"Oh, hey, have you?

"Oh, if it's true, I'd have liked to have dinner and drink with you like this and talk to you carefully... I've got some stupid work to do."

"Really... unfortunately, you can't help it. Thank you for your time."

"Well, you'll be coming to the mansion soon, and we can talk about it then. I've got a lot to talk about, too. See you!

"Yes, take care -!... gone"

Mr. Hughes left like a wind... what do you want to talk about?

"You're the same, that guy."

"Ha ha... Oh, I could write"

"Me too."

"Yes, thank you. This is the key, and the room goes up and pokes at the right. Go to the other cafeteria for dinner."

The general told me by pointing to the stairs and the hallway to the dining room, respectively.

But the detachment of hooves and horse necks decorated around it unusually claims to exist, and I'm curious.

"I knew you'd care."

"I think it's fine."

"You don't have to flatter me! We're just going to buy the next one! We have figurines and paintings upstairs, so what do you want?"

Apparently, your husband's horse lover here is muscled.

"Shop owner, if you want to say hello to an acquaintance, I think you should get dressed once."

"Right. Madam General, you're going to get dressed in your room once. We'll have dinner soon afterwards."

"Okay, I'll let you have it."

When you get dressed and go to the dining room,

"It's crowded."

Everybody's a merchant.

"Is it because there's plenty of horse cabins... There you are"

There was a purpose in the wall-to-wall seating in the dining room, bustling with merchants who thought they had gathered from various regions.

He seems to be eating with someone, but probably a man.

Dark hair, kind of recognisable hindsight...... that? Could it be, Mr. Piolo?

"Mr. Serge, Mr. Piolo"

"Oh!"

"No rheumatism! Long time no see!

I knew I was definitely Mr. Piolo.

"It's been a while. The exchange of letters was there, but is it about six months since we met in person"

"I don't know because I misplaced it all the time.... That's the case with the Village of Weitzen. Thanks to you, we have a new supplier of new products and wheat."

"It is only with the cooperation of the village people and the Sionji Chamber of Commerce that it is possible."

I lurked my voice and became a conversation like an evil deputy.... but that won't help either. A child from every horsebone spoke to the top two in the Great Chamber of Commerce. Besides, the two of them replied in a friendly manner. At this point, the atmosphere of the surrounding customers changes.

"Who the hell is that kid?

"I don't know. Some nobleman?

"There's no way a aristocratic child can come here like this"

"Then you're the son of some big store pickup?

I can hear such a leak in the proper conversation.

I also feel gaze from people in the right conversation.

The mood is exactly what I promised to get tangled up when I first went to the Adventurer Guild.

I'm not an adventurer, I'm a merchant, I'm not an guild, I'm a lodger.

"Please sit down, both of you."

Mr. Serge invites me to take a seat.

Then I asked for dinner, and Mr. Faye and the two of them were first met, so I introduced them and blossomed into a conversation that I had no problem with being asked around.

And the topic is on the road where we get here...

"Stopping at the gate was a disaster."

"It's your job there, too, and I don't think you have a choice. Besides, the security at the gate was tighter than in any other city, and the city with the lord's mansion is still different."

"There are plenty of noble mansions here besides the Duke of Jameel's. It's an internationally tight city when it comes to security. They used crystals at the gate, didn't they?

"Right. In other cities, I could just show my guild card."

It seems that the city of Gaunago must always be checked with glowing crystals when entering and leaving, and when touched as they were told, the fact of crusading the bandits was found and transferred to a separate room.

"That crystal is a valuable magic tool, so I won't use it unless most cities visit you without an ID or declare that you've crusaded a bandit. It's a tool, so if you keep using it, it'll break, and it's hard to refill," he said.

Is it expensive? Considering the fact that I use it in many cities, I think there are quite a few of them...

"The same goes for the price, but they say it's a hassle to get permission from the church. That magic tool was originally supposed to be special created by the God-inspired craftsmen under the direction of the Gods. So we can make it, but it's not exactly something we make or sell."

justified reasons such as city security. Aristocratic permission. They're going to need a variety of things, including donations to churches as well as the cost of magic tools.

"Otherwise I'd like one, too."

Mr. Serge, the magic tool geek, looks sincerely sorry.

But I want one too if I can get one.

"Lyoma, by the way. I used to say I knocked out a bandit, but I used to be able to knock two of us down. How many are there?

"Because Mr. Faye was there, and he defeated eight of them by himself."

The nearer the seat, the listening customer quietly stood.

"The store owner also defeated seven people, I only attacked one person earlier."

I heard a squeaking voice from behind.

Is it the restraint on the perimeter that has shaken this topic?

...... It was unfortunate that the conversation was fun but not in an atmosphere where you could enjoy the meal much.