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

Alec, coming from the back door, stopped by Ruth and the others with the same expression.

"Alec, you, you weren't going to be watching the village again?

"I saw you guys walking out the back door, and I came after you because I cared."

That being said, for some reason Alec's gaze had always been directed at Ruth. Besides, the expression was something I didn't think I had any favorable feelings about. I have cold eyes like indifference, but wrinkles between my eyebrows. I can't think about it in Alec before, I have no idea what you're thinking.

"You, are you really a Blau child?

"Ah...... yeah"

Ruth felt that she might not know again, but Alec's words were not what she expected.

"Honestly...... not in my memory at all. But I don't even think that little father and little mother would lie, and I've decided to be convinced that you're the son here. Daniel and the others looked like they deserved to have you, and there are examples when that happens, so maybe I'm weirder than I don't remember... anyway, I'm sorry to say I don't know."

"Uh... Oh, yeah"

Ruth was a little surprised when he was honestly apologized for looking a little bumpy.

(... even if you don't remember me, things like this don't change)

On second thought, Alec had the strength to penetrate his will, but also the flexibility to take others' stories. Even though it is possible to force Ruth to obey because no one can beat him if he pushes with force, he will never do that, nor will he be firm again, so he will normally tell Ruth to be honest about "thank you" or "bad". That part is why Alec and Ruth, no matter how different in strength they had, were comfortable together, not feeling inferior or relying too much on the other way around, rather than having an upward or downward relationship.

Garcia and Curtis looked surprised to hear that conversation for some reason when they remembered just a little relief in such an unchanging part of Alec. I thought it might be rare for Alec to apologize - for a completely different reason.

"Huh!? Hey Ruth... are you Ruth!?

- There, Ruth felt a little distant. But I can't afford not to explain every time I'm familiar to the two of you who have their eyes open to surprises.

"Yes. They say her face is indeed motherly and feminine, but she is definitely a man. You look like a poor minister, but you go hunting, you get boroughs, you break firewood every day for a day, and you pump a lot of water out of this barrel."

Ruth pointed to two giant barrels, but not weak because it was a corner. The appeal was also indispensable. Every time this startles me later, it won't hurt to tell you.

When the two attracted their faces to surprise as expected, they looked straight back at Alec and stuffed him.

"Hey, you, childhood tame, Ruth, were you a man!?

"What?"

"Alec, you, every time you looked like that, you were writing to the youth!?

"Hey, what are you talking about!?

He doesn't remember anything about Ruth. Alec is surprised enough to pull to the sword screen.

Apparently, they knew Alec was writing to Ruth, but they didn't even care about that other person's gender. I was a little relieved that Alec might not have told me about this.

(Well, I think it's usually a woman……)

You wouldn't think that the gender of the person the brave man writes to frequently on his journey is a man. I don't even think Ruth.

According to his brother Clark, who often goes to Wang capital, the name "Ruth" is popular there in the public, and he has established himself as something that can be used by both men and women, like "Akira” in previous life. Then you must have no choice but to react.

"… I was writing to you?

Based on the two of them 'appearances,' I don't remember at all 'Alec seems to have guessed the situation and asks Ruth. Ruth had no choice but to laugh bitterly at the bewilderment, the lack of understanding.

After finishing the water draw for once, Ruth urged the three of them to return to the inn again. Because if we keep talking here, we don't know when we're going to be surrounded by the people of the village like we were earlier.

When I returned indoors, Rossa was not there, and Celine was serving tea to the women. Apparently they still had lunch and they were telling me they wanted me to wait because I'm going to start making it now.

Ruth told Alec and the three of them to sit down anyway and decided to help Celine.

It seems that Rossa and I were out buying ingredients, and as we kept serving one meal after another, we heard a conversation where we enjoyed the meal. Even the six of us who should have fattened our tongues, Celine's food seems delicious. I couldn't stop my appetite, especially for a girl named Moore with purple hair. Seems like it means' tastes like your mother '. I kind of know what that means.

Then after the meal, when Rossa went to the village chief and Celine went shopping, Ruth was to stay in the dining room with the six of them.

Encouraged to sit in their seats together in a way sandwiched by Garcia and Curtis, he lowered his back heavily, feeling out of place in front of the six strong Aura.

Alec on the front, the cleric-style blue-haired skinny beauty on its right, the purple-haired girl on the left, the bandit-style little beauty next to it, and the stunning glitter and ruth make her eyes hurt. All three of them must have undoubtedly voiced themselves while being overwhelmed by that aura at a level they would never have seen in the village, if Ruth had been a while ago.

Of course, I'm not at all willing to do that right now, and I'm not going to take any action that would make Alec awkward in the first place, so I won't end up speaking up, though.

"Now, it was the purpose of the journey these days, Alec's" Lost and Trial. ”We finally found him."

To Garcia's voice, the women groan.

Alec looked somewhat unconvinced, but he kept his mouth shut.

"That was Mr. Ruth, wasn't it? Does that have more to do with you? Master Alec said he didn't remember... Could it be?

Ruth is so thrilled to be stared at by a beauty that she even feels divine. In that moment, I thought I might have called, but I reconsidered that it was absolutely impossible. She is not the kind of person that Ruth Levels, a one-time villager, can stare at.

"Yeah, as Eliza imagined... he's Alec's" Lost and Tried. "

Three faces freeze for a moment in that word. And the next moment, Fana, who was furthest away from Ruth, stood up.

"What, Alec's, he's not a concept or anything, he's a person!?

"Well, Fana's surprise is natural too, the person is certainly the first pattern... and when I look at it, Alec doesn't remember"

"Yes!? So what do we do!?

"Wait a minute. Garcia, I just said“ he ”!? Alec's loss and trial depends on the man!?

"Moore, that's not how you say it."

"Because man...... man!? Dear Alec, are you serious!?

"I don't know either...... but if you two say so, you do. I don't remember either."

"I know that Alec is" I don't remember, "and the people in the village were close to Ruth and Alec, and this difference is the most important proof of" loss and trial, "right?

"Liar......"

Curtis sucks at the way beautiful girls and mores surprise as Garcia snorts at the words of little beauty and fana. Ruth didn't know what she was so surprised by, but apparently it was an unexpected development for them.

"Those who are more involved in Alec's backbone………"

And the silver-haired beauty Eliza stares at Ruth with a grudge. Though not as surprising as the other two women's expressions, they were flabbergasted to say that their strength was being shredded somewhere. Perhaps the shock is the strongest of the three.

(I wonder what the situation is...)

Each of the three women stares closely at her, and Ruth has the illusion that she is shrinking because she feels stagnant.

Eventually Ruth couldn't stand that gaze and turned to his neighbor Garcia.

"Um... Mr. Garcia, so why don't you explain a lot to me why Alec doesn't remember me, or its' lost and tested '? I don't know what that means..."

"Yeah, you did. Bad…………………."

Garcia apologized and told me how it went from leaving the Kingdom of Ziltania three months ago to coming to this Hashi village.

Three months ago, five men, except Moore, went to meet the Spirit King at a place called the Spirit Forest. The reason for this seems to be deeply related to the existence of the melting demon, which is currently on the increase, but the details just didn't tell Ruth. Anyway, they headed to find a thread for a solution to world peace.

"But it seems that meeting the Spirit King is synonymous with being tested by the Spirit."

"What do you mean?

"It means that if you can't break through the trials, you can't meet the Spirit King. We went into the woods without a good understanding of that. That was a detour..."

"So once we entered the Spirit Forest, something terrible struck us."

"You say it's outrageous?

"After going into the woods and being surrounded by strange air, we all got about half as powerful."

"Huh...... half!?

"Yes, I can't use top class witchcraft, I can't cut demons with sword moves, I can't hit weapons in the first place, I can't get special moves... a lot. I've even lost my ability to map."

"Simply put, I could barely use the technique that I normally used until then, and even if I could, my power would be eroded."

"... That's pretty big, isn't it?

"Yeah, we panicked at first, too."

Upon hearing the story, Ruth understood that they had been pushed into a pretty bad situation. Because when all of a sudden they are only half as powerful as they have been around the world, they must also be at a disadvantage in the fight against the melting demons that have been possible before.

"The Spirit Trial is to meet the Spirit King in the first place, so they make a bottom-up of their abilities. If you don't have some strength in everything, you seem to even have a difficult opponent to face. That's why he seems to be deciding to give it a test when he goes into the woods...... And the way to do that is to make him lose something important for once."

"Making you lose something important?

"When I say things, they're probably not substances. Belief, prayer, hope..."

"It's the starting point where we take action. We each continue this journey for a reason. Sometimes, of course, there are more reasons in the journey, but basically it's the kind of concept that never took action without it."

In other words, they do things that individuals “value the most," like what determines their personality and behavioral principles.

"We have been deprived of the memory of what matters by the trials we have begun without knowing. And it's the Spirit's Trial that brings it back."