The Traveling Hero Won’t Let the Innkeeper’s Son Escape

The next day, when Maxim and I had a lot going on, Ruth walked through the village deliberately saying that the demon raid was the day after tomorrow, continuing to clean up the chores he was asked to do. But it was with Maxim yesterday that I remembered when I stopped.

(I knew you did something wrong... I suck, Alec...)

From the day it was deposited, the silver, shining bracelet that was attached without release except for the bath, caught my eye and reminded me of my childhood familiar face. Alec can also be foolish when there have been recessed failures in the past, but there are no opponents like that right now, so I don't feel comfortable with them all the time.

Although I was happy to get the knife, it was still my apologies to Maxim that it would overflow again over time. Besides, Maxim treated me normally when I went back to the inn after that, even more so. I should still have told the facts earlier and been treated normally as a youth in the village.

(It's hard for me to say no to a habit I know best... my past life's experience hasn't helped.)

Whatever the circumstances, you must have rejected the other party's favor. And even if there was a good reason for it, I know with my own hands that those who refuse to do so will be hurt not least. We also know that the pain is painful. That's why I'm pissed off about adding and subtracting my stupidity.

Ruth sighed loudly, kneeling on the spot and laying her forehead on the bracelet she was keeping. When I put my forehead on my cold, stiff bracelet, I felt like I was calming down. Strangely enough, I felt encouraged by Alec.

"Yeah............... that's it for reflection. It doesn't even start when it's dented."

When I smiled at the unexpected effect of the bracelet and stroked it a little to say thank you, I stood up hard on my heavy body.

Where Ruth sighed in self-loathing, the facts remain the same and cannot be changed. Then it is decided that we should at least help the villagers who work to make sure that Maxim and the others don't fit the hard eye. I can't get over how I felt immediately, but I can only accept that because I think it's a punishment for doing something wrong.

"Speaking of which, did Sarah just tell you I need a favor?"

Remembering every request from his brother, Clark's fiancée, Sarah, Ruth decided to go to a temporary cooking place that he had set up temporarily near the square. Other than the time the villagers give back at mealtime, it's hard to get in because it's a woman's battlefield, but Ruth has to go if she asks for chores.

But the moment I tried to advance my legs, I was called from behind.

"What are you doing, Ruth?"

"What... what, Bird?

Turning around, hiding in the shade of a nearby tree was Bird, who admired Alec like his brother. Bird stares at Ruth with the same brown fishing eyes as his hair.

Bird is only eight years old, so he's still not involved in the work of the village men, but his mothers are busy this time of year, so he should have the job of seeing smaller children taken care of in church. When I said that, I missed my gaze at first.

"It's time for the little ones to take a nap……………………………"

I mean, they came out of church because the person they take care of is asleep. When asked if anyone was okay, there are a few of them my age looking after the little ones, so as long as they don't wake up and make a scene, they seem okay. It will be fine because not everyone in the church has an adult in the first place.

Ruth walked away when he heard from Bird all the way. Bird follows me a few meters away after that.

"So why are you following me?

"It's your cansi!

"Surveillance?"

"Everyone said Ruth was flirting and didn't work, so I decided to be the lookout!

"Yeah, that's the thing."

Sure, Ruth might look skimpy. I think that's because most of the chores I was asked to do were tidy in the corner and lucky with my luggage, and I was barely in public to do what I was asked to do over there, but I also found that it would not be easy for me to understand when I told them. Then maybe it's a good idea to go out with Bird's surveillance.

"I don't mind watching you, but don't let anyone else get in your way. Because it's dangerous."

"It's dangerous because I'm not poor Ruth!

"Ha, you're reliable."

Bringing Byrd straight to Central Square, I saw the makeshift cooking area overflowing with village women. Ruth smiled and waved as the women turned around noticing signs of people approaching, but they just laughed bitterly and whispered, and it was only the much older women who waved me back. The women older than their mothers waved at their pathetic sons with their eyes, feeling a little subtle, but better than being ignored.

"You, you hate women as old as you"

"…… well, that's not true. I'm about to."

I was heartbroken by the intense scratch from Bird, but pretend to be fine with the older mean. But I still want you to treat me a little softer. I think if everyone smiled and waved like Marianne, I would feel very happy. I wasn't here today, though.

Through the side of the noisy cooking area for lunch, when I entered the cabin where food was temporarily stored, there was an intended person there.

"Sister Sarah, I'm sorry I'm late. What's an errand?

"Ruth, thank you for coming. Oh, hello, Bird."

"……… Hello."

It was Sarah, my brother's fiancée, who was inside a cabin of about six tatami. Sarah is a beautiful brown eyed woman with three beautiful brunettes that reach to her waist. After being small, her cheeks are slightly pink stained, so she looks very cute even though she is one older than Ruth. Is it a place called Bear and Rabbit when you line up with Clark? But they are considered a good couple in the village.

"I'm sorry. I didn't have enough food for dinner, so I thought I'd get it from the warehouse in the back, because the people I was asking for were too busy to get their hands off me."

"Oh, that's the thing. Fine, I'll take care of it. You got a list?"

Sarah is the only daughter of the biggest grocery store in the village and is often entrusted with the management of the products used in this way when things happen. Now they were checking for missing ingredients to use at dinner. Because of this, Clark's becoming a merchant without succeeding to the inn can also be related to Sarah's house running the grocery store.

As Ruth checked the list she was given, she noticed that Sarah was looking up worried.

"A lot, isn't it? Are you all right?"

"It's gonna be okay. That's about it."

"But there's powder, too, right? That bag is so heavy... I think I should ask your father."

"Sister, I'm fine. This won't take long."

As Ruth bent her arm to show her strength tumor in an attempt to reassure her, somehow Sarah moistened her eyes with an increasingly worrying face.

"Because you're so thin. I was worried that if I held that bag, I would break my arm..."

"Hey, sis..."

Sarah is one of those gentle women against Ruth. But he doesn't live with me, so he's a little mistaken about Ruth, and he thinks he's a weak young man who can't work hard. And from his native worries, when he does, he treats Ruth overprotectively, and his hard work shakes on Clark.

(Well, from the outside, I don't think I'm more powerful than my brother...)

The power interlocutors in the House of Blau are Rosa, Ruth, Clark, and Celine. By the way, when this becomes what we commonly call a power relationship, it goes without saying that Celine will be at the top.

"It's okay, sister. 'Cause I'll come up with something and bring it right."

"Really? Be really careful. If it's dangerous, call the man. You can't have heavy stuff, can you?

"I'm a man too..."

Ruth left the cabin and headed to the joint warehouse in the back of the village, laughing bitterly at Sarah as if doing her sister a favor. Of course, Bird, who had grown up in front of Sarah, followed.

"... how can you carry a load?"

"Are you worried about me? Thank you, Bird."

"And I'm not worried about you!

We walked into the warehouse together laughing at Byrd for showing off the tundelle as much as we could. Bird seems to have seen the inside of his first warehouse and looks around with a little excitement. At a height of about a metre, the warehouse, about 10 metres long, houses stockpiles of food at times of need (also suggested by Alec), as well as other villagers' food that was prepared for the monster hunting season, so it has a cluttered atmosphere.

Ruth started collecting the materials on the list when he placed the baggage truck outside the warehouse near the entrance. From powder to vegetables, legumes, mushrooms and meat to seasonings, as Sarah said. Alec is gone, but more knights are probably reducing food faster.

As Ruth returned near the luggage car with four powder bags, Bird, sitting near the entrance, looked surprised.

"What's wrong? Bird."

"……… You, is that light?

"Hmm. Not lightly, I guess."

While that's good, Ruth walks down the stairs and drops off to the luggage car, avoiding the bird without getting upset. I screamed that my luggage car was going to break because I put it in the same place, so I hurriedly dispersed it and rearranged it. As I was doing so, Bird, with his weird face on, approached his side.

"Bird, it's dangerous."

"Shut up."

Bird, who kicked Ruth's attention, put his hand on the bag of powder he had lowered when he got in the luggage car, trying to hold it up - his hand flipped behind him as he slipped.

"Hey, Bird!?

"Hey, what the hell is this?"

Ignoring Ruth, who was surprised that he had pulled back to the ground, Byrd stood up again and now tried to hold him with his hand as far as he could in the gap between the powder bags. But the force of the eight-year-old couldn't lift it up at all, and the edge just went up a little bit and I immediately lowered it.

And he looked angry and stared at Ruth.

"Hey... what the heck is this, it's so heavy!

"So, it's not light."

"You, can you have four of these!?

"Well... I brought it."

…………

Bird stared at Ruth with amazement. Ruth, who can no longer stand the sight of that incredible, enters the warehouse again as she checks the list and deludes herself. And when I load four extra bags of powder again, the next time I come back in front of the luggage truck with beans and mushrooms that I'm going to forget. Then there was Bird and his eyes sitting on a nearby stone.

"Bird? What can I do for you?

"... nothing"

Byrd, who nodded hun and turned his margin, but as Ruth descended the stairs, he sent a jiggly gaze.

(Should I pretend not to notice...)

Although I have noticed the gaze, I decided to pretend not to notice it because I don't want you to know much about it.

Once you first place the bags of beans and mushrooms on the table on the side of the trolley, you return to the warehouse. Now when I came back with heavy vegetables, I found Bird trying to place a bottle of legumes on top of a bag of mushrooms on the luggage car.

"Wait, Bird. No bottles on mushrooms."

Bird looked surprised when he spoke in a hurry, but he stopped his hand. But his face quickly turns into discontent.

"……… Why?"

"The mushrooms are light and shapely, so you have to put them as far up there as possible. Conversely, bottles with beans are heavy, so if you don't put them down there, the luggage will be unbalanced."

……

Bird with a mushy expression, but he seemed to understand the meaning and never rebelled. But to see him sitting on a stone holding his knee, he seems to have become infidel. I'm sure it's because I tried to help you around the corner but I cautioned you. I felt bad about wasting my corner favors.

"... Bird, if you like, can you help me unpack?

"……… I can't hold it heavy."

"It's heavy because I'll hold it. Because there are more of them than that, it's going to take a while for me to be alone... I wonder if you'd be happy to help me. I'm sure if Bird could help me, it would be quick."

"……………… fine"

Given his usual attitude, he seemed to say no, but unexpectedly, Byrd honestly accepted normally. His face remains fluffy, but he is not in a bad mood. As Ruth sighed out of relief at the appearance, Bird glanced up at Giroli.

"What is it?"

"No. He said he'd be happy to help. Thank you, Bird."

"Nothing…………… If it's Brother Alec, I think I'll help. That's all!

I went back into the warehouse again, grinning internally at Bird, who was either out of the light or to pick up Alec, and now I split up and gathered my bags.

After a while I put all my luggage close to my luggage, the next thing I know, I start loading it into my luggage.

"Bird, put those vegetables on the top because they're soft, and the imos on the bottom."

"……… yeah. What about this bottle?

"Put it under the end."

"Yeah."

As the two of us worked on it, I could see that Bird's insurance was gradually being taken and he was starting to react honestly to Ruth's words. I can't even look at the first stare anymore, and it's enough to give Ruth a voice when he tries to move heavy objects. I'm a little glad you got used to it.

"Ruth, what about this light bag?

"Oh, shall we put the console at the top?"

"Console?"

On the neck leaning bird, Ruth opens a bag the size of the cushion he had in his hand. What was inside was like a thin skin about the palm.

"Ah, it smells good... I've smelled it in the orphanage during cooking."

"Console is a condiment for cooking, so it's easy to drill holes in light bags like this."

"But it's like a piece of wood."

"Well, wooden scraps."

"Are you a wood scrap?

Console is a reduction in the skin of a tree called Console. But when you mix the skins of this tree into the cooking, strangely enough, the flavor thickens and the depth increases. In other words, it is like stock. However, if it has a flaw, it has a flavor that is not very tasty in itself, and if it is used as a stock, there is a certain amount of it. But the price is low, so it is commonly used in the village.

I ended up loading a bunch of bags of that console on top of my luggage. I was relieved that all the products I had been asked for seemed to be on board.

"Ruth, can you move this?

"It's okay."

Ruth pressed the carrier toward the ground as he laid his hands on the iron part in front of the luggage car. The wheel made a slightly blunt noise, but it didn't seem to be moving.

"I'll do it too."

"Eh."

"I'll do it if I do it"

Bird came in next to Ruth and grabbed the iron part, whether the willingness to help was the culmination. But Bird's gripping power was rather small, and I could see that the force to push had come to one side, making it unbalanced. I rushed to force it back into parallel, but because of the weird forces hanging on it, I hear tires squeaking.

"Bird, it's pretty heavy, it's dangerous."

"I helped load it too, so I'll take it."

"……… I can't help it."

Ruth laughed bitterly and allowed Bird not to when he was pointing his lips at him. To be honest, it's extra hard to get help, but I couldn't say no because Bird was happy to try to help Ruth.