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

Then it was breakfast a while later, but Julia cut up her meal early if she was tired of the morning noise. Conversely, Seju went back to his room after breakfast for fun. The difference between the two attitudes is obvious. Probably because it was something that got caught up in it and something that I executed myself.

And the family meal naturally became awkward because there was an incident at home.

"I can't believe this happened in our inn..."

"Though the injured came and stayed down for a while. I can't believe three people died in four days..."

Before breakfast, my parents were too depressed. Usually two frantic people carry dark clouds.

But surely if all this happened in just four days, it would certainly happen. Even more so since there has never been a major incident in a peaceful village.

There's nothing we can do about Wonock, but there's hope alive about the other two, so Ruth makes a suggestion so they can be a little more positive.

"You know, when the blizzard stops, why don't you take all three of them to the priest? Sometimes, just in case, let's do that!

It would be possible to convince Wonok to take him, but the two of them should be alive and cannot be explained in this place. I don't know what would happen if the two of you who found out about that fact could be calm and if it got passed on to Seju. And Celine, anyway, Rossa doesn't lie because it's obvious from Ruth, her son.

So I have to say now in the form of a suggestion, but that still doesn't seem to change my mood very much.

"Church…………"

"But all we can do in church is heal, resuscitation shouldn't be in people's hands..."

"… but Ruth's suggestion may not be too bad."

My parents gave me a cloudy look as I thought, but Clark gave me a yes.

Apparently, Clark had previously heard stories in the King's Capital about a man who thought he was completely dead, who would have been brought back to life if he had been cured in church. He didn't even see Clark in person, either, but it seems like a famous story among adventurers and travelers these days.

(Oh, that really happens)

Ruth herself, although she had asked Wonock, had some half-heartedness, but there was a little hope that she could hear that there was really such an example. However, there are rumors that even in the previous life, he was restored to life after being buried, so I guess there is no such thing as absolute in the world.

After all, I thought that in a world where many races, and unclarified magic, existed, it was impossible to predict what would happen.

"Oh well, I need to talk to you about that..."

"Well, yeah. Shall I take the three of you to church once, just in case? I hope you have such a miracle."

"Well, is it better than not praying even by miracle? … return the Herald to Julia if possible. The debt would have increased again due to this..."

Ruth looked up to Rossa's words.

"Huh? Did the Heralds ever get more debts about this?

When Ruth asked the question, Rossa pressed her face with her hand with the look of having gone away. I got zero, but he didn't mean to tell me. But I lost sight of the three of them and opened my mouth with a heavy sigh. I knew I wouldn't lie or hide anything.

"... you said Julia came to search for the Prince of the Neighboring Country after the Herald incident. That's all he said, but the night before that, I heard him talking to Herald about another job. I'm sure Julia was confused and forgotten."

Herald must have told Rossa just before Ruth went to bed when he saw that serious atmosphere. I thought it was just about debt, but other than that, he talked to me about it.

"Another job is an adventurer relationship? Something to hunt for?

"No, it's a transport job. Apparently Julia took it from nowhere when the money ran out in the Wang capital and each went out looking for a job. He said the advance was pretty good."

According to Rossa's story, Herald said it was a pretty expensive job to see how Julia was doing since that day. During the journey to Hashi village because of it, even Herald seemed freaked out by Julia's pointy signs to carry the load. Of course, he had always pointed his nerves out, without the sweet atmosphere of being a lover.

"Normally, in the case of expensive requests, that's all you'll owe if you fail. Even more so if you receive an advance. That's why I know Julia was on guard. So it seems like they carried the load carefully, but there was trouble along the way, and they lost the load..."

"I lost my luggage, that's a big deal………?

"Oh, if I can't find my luggage like this, I'm going to be in a huge debt for failing to make a request.... That said, you were pretty depressed, he..."

I hear Herald didn't say anything specific about his forehead. However, given the atmosphere, the situation did not seem to be such that I could be consulted. I've been loaning money to my old buddy, Rossa, and talking to her about it, because it was half the time. Given his character, it's impossible to talk to Rossa if he's normal, Rossa said.

(Neither of us looked that way when we first talked, but were you actually fine? Especially Julia. She didn't look that concerned...)

Julia rapped one way or another and told me a good old story. That's why Ruth also found out that they were part of Rossa's former journey. It was such an atmosphere that I thought the debt wasn't that serious either - but it still seems different when you become a skilled adventurer, and to the extent of Ruth, you can't easily see what you're thinking in your belly.

(I need to feed my eyes, too.)

Ruth put the rest of the breakfast in his mouth while reflecting a little bit.

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After breakfast with the family, Ruth visited Wonok's former room again.

Wonok's keys remain borrowed without returning them, but his family also doesn't try to realize he's exhausted in many cases. It's not very good, but I was willing to borrow it like this.

"It's been a little down again since before breakfast…………………"

The string under the bed was so short that it crossed the second knot. Little by little, but I guess that means we're starting to descend. But with the wind just blowing up, the ground was unlikely to be very visible.

"One."

"... Ugh, you're Kia?

"One."

Apparently, Kia came in with Ruth in anticipation of the timing of her coming to the room. No one seems to have found it yet, but it's a little bad for the heart when it appears sneaky like this.

"But you can't get off the ground from here very much. At least we need to get down to a height of about two or three meters..."

Ruth shrugged so, returning the stripped floorboard to its original place again. Thanks to this, the strong wind noise blowing up from the hole subsides, and the wind noise turns into just something that strikes the inn wall. In the last few days, I've gotten completely used to this sound as well, but the sound of the wind blowing into the wooden buildings is quite annoying.

Kia's in trouble, too.

Kia, a subordinate of a well-eared ocular lineage, is also shaking her head for a while after peeking into the hole. Perhaps it hurts my ears to hear the sound of blowing up. I would also feel the usual wind noise is loud.

Ruth thought about the future while paying for such snow on Kia's hair.

(Anyway, we have to get him down there sooner...)

To get the lodge down to the ground, the user of this technique - that is, Seju - has to create a situation where he might want to get it down. I'm starting to descend gradually, but I don't know when this will bring me down to the ground.

"And if the snowstorm stopped, but the villagers found the inn floating in the universe, it would be a fuss... oh well!

Ruth realized there were facts there that the killer hadn't thought of.

The blizzard that strikes the village loses its power as soon as it reaches its fifth day. It's like someone's manipulating you, and all of a sudden you grow up. And then there will be no snowstorm again, and the cold will continue, but the wind will calm down. For this reason, when the inhabitants of the village arrive on the night of the fourth day, they think that the snowstorm will stop the next day, and it will take them to prepare to move. And on the fifth day I make sure that the snowstorm stops, I come out of the house and start scratching the snow immediately. That's the usual view of the village.

(But I don't know anyone outside the village about that... maybe even after five days they think the village dwellers are stuck inside the house for a while)

Rossa may also have said she can't go outside with a five-day story of disconnection, but she wouldn't be so specific about it as a guest of the inn.

The snowstorm started on the evening before the third day, today is the fourth day, and tomorrow is the fifth day, so it should stop by the end of tomorrow. According to the forecast of the village chief Rossa had said on the first day that it would be quick to stop this year, which he said would weaken considerably in the early morning.

"Yeah, you just have to make them understand that if tonight goes by, there's a chance that someone else will find them."

"Kuun?"

As much as I tailored Wonok to the killer in the first place, he must want to avoid any further noise in order to kill Ruth without understanding anything.

(When that happens, I regret Mr. Wonok's case more and more......)

If there hadn't been one more day of incidents, Wonok wouldn't have had to be that eye-catching. No. If Ruth cared more about how Wonock was doing in the first place, he might have been safe in his eyes like that. Just thinking so shook my fist that was touching Kia.

(Huh... let's not. It doesn't matter if you regret it, if you're depressed, if it doesn't lead to the next one… it's not like Mr. Wonok will come back to life.)

When Ruth spits out the black chunks that come in with a sigh. I switched my head. I can still grieve later. Now I have to think ahead.

"Anyway, if you emphasize that I'm always here until tomorrow morning, and that I won't be alone today, that person won't imitate anything extra."

You'd think it would be difficult to make a case in this inn if Ruth was even in the public eye. We have to let the killer decide that as calmly as possible.

"Kia, we're almost there. Let's try."

"Wow......"

Ruth stroked his head to encourage him, but Kia had been staring at him a little worried.