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

"Even during the Zenobian season, it's getting a little cold………"

When I returned to the inn, Celine was supporting me for dinner. Almost all of the guests we planned to stay with seem to be in place, and the innkeepers are getting noisy. Ruth will also need to hurry back to help Celine if she gets the child to lie down in bed.

Ruth decided to take her to her own room because she currently can't afford to vacate the room for the children. I was wondering if I should lay a futon in the living room of a nearby mother house, but that one would be annoying because of the nearby dining room.

(Was this kid so pale?

The child's complexion appeared to be more reddish than when he saw it in the mountains. I also feel that the water coloured hair has a strong gloss.

(Well, I guess it's my mind. It was dark then. Anyway, I hope you wake up soon...)

Ruth thought so, while applying an ointment made of herbs to the child's legs. Until the present priest arrived, it seems that this ointment was the way to heal the injury. While the healing technique is not too expensive in the first place, the medication Alec used to have seems to be quite expensive and unavailable in Hashi village.

When I finished wrapping the bandage, I noticed it was a little cold, so I put on a thin futon. It was hot enough to sweat during the day, but the temperature must be dropping due to fog. Children's thin clothes are likely to catch a cold.

"Leave a message, I asked for it. Let me know if anything happens. Orha."

Alec, who is always lowering his back, gives me an Orihalcon knife that flashes.

The knife made by Orihalcon, named Olha, meant that Alec would make a meaningless run at the user, but that had disappeared since it was in Ruth's hands.

You can ask me to leave a message like this, or you can ask me to tell you if anything happens, rather it's a convenient weapon.

Although I basically don't speak, I know what I'm thinking because it flashes and communicates my intentions, and I don't run wild.

But this light, apparently it only sees Ruth, and Alec, who told the story, was surprised.

(Hopefully when I wake up I can talk to this kid...)

Ruth went downstairs after stroking the child's head.

The dining room at the inn was a little crowded with people waiting for dinner. Most of them are travelers from Wangdu. Some customers seemed worried about the fog, but the majority seemed to rather enjoy the situation, with a bright voice. They come to experience something unusual, so they are happy that they seem to feel that the fog that rarely occurs in the King's Capital is increasing the mystery of the Spirit Festival.

(That, but Lady Lara hasn't come yet...)

Lara of the Leion tribe is quite noticeable among the inns with a high human ratio, but its appearance was invisible to Ruth's eyes. Maybe it's a bad way to tell it and you haven't noticed it. When you're ready for dinner, you'll need to go get it.

With that in mind, Ruth walked into the kitchen trying to help Celine, and I heard Rossa talking to someone at the counter in front of her.

"Sorry, the rooms were full. I'll lend you a tent………………………"

"Eh, I'm in such trouble. I'm gonna die of wild boarding in the fog. Then I'm gonna curse you, right?

"… even if you say so, you don't have a room."

"I wouldn't say luxury in a room. You can have your warehouse or your storage. Just stay a little longer. I'm telling you, I'll pay you more than I normally pay for a place to stay."

Apparently, Rosa has been caught by a customer who has trouble coping.

Rossa is a man of great body and intimidation, so she doesn't have many customers to say she can't. A hell of a customer who lets his arm say something in the first place pushes him away.

But on the contrary, I don't like the type who speaks well. It makes me feel pushed for some reason. Celine can get rid of that kind of thing more clearly.

Ruth turned to backup because she wasn't very good at dealing with that type of customer but found Rossa in trouble.

"Dad, what's wrong?

"Whoa, Ruth. That's it……………."

"Oh, you look like a beautiful wife. Is that your kid? Hey, don't you think such a delicate uncle is pathetic about Nojuku in the fog? Don't you want to rent a warehouse?

The other person wasn't just Rossa, who didn't quite reply, but Ruth seemed willing to get involved, and called out in a light way.

(delicate…… or indeed seems weak……)

Hiding in the giant Rossa was a thin man with the same back length as Ruth. The green black hair of the bosom is tied in one behind it, the long forehead makes the eyes invisible, produces a mustache in the jaw and a grin in the mouth is an atmosphere worthy of what he calls' uncle '.

Is it more or less in the late thirties? The sinister loess clothes I don't see around here look like kimonos and look good on me.

"The warehouse is full of luggage…………"

"He said I just needed a little clearance. So if you split the rice for me for a minute, I'll pay for it."

"That's bad for the others who said no."

"No, your son is not stiff either. Let's be flexible around here."

"What…………?

I was also surprised by the pushy man, but Ruth was concerned about another word.

(This man said, "Your son." I've never been sexed in one shot)

Like Karen, who used to come to the village, it was rare to judge Ruth just by looking at him. Although it is rare for people to somehow guess while they are talking, it is more or less because Ruth will be able to correct them. I think it's a pain in the ass, so much so that sometimes I leave it there.

What makes this person different from Karen again is that she decided Ruth was a "man” without getting lost, not a doubtful shape. And despite the fact that there's a woman's mother who looks just like her behind you.

(This guy talks like this loose, but surprisingly insightful......?

Honestly, Ruth felt that she could not wipe the smell but was not just a pushy traveler, both looking and speaking.

"Customer, if you say no, you can't. We can't give special treatment because we have many other customers in the tent."

"Yes, ma'am. No?"

"No. There's a tent in the back, so please do it there. Meals are cheaper, so let me know if you wish."

But they were listening to the conversation between the three of them. Celine came out and the situation changed all at once.

In front of Celine's thorough 'no' attack, he just realized that men are also difficult to gobble on. The momentum we were dealing with Ruth and Rossa weakens at once.

"Huh... ok. I'll borrow your tent."

A man with an understandably obstinate attitude makes his way to the entrance with his toe bottoms in a habitual way. He looks like an uncle, but he's acting like a child.

I thought Ruth was just a little pathetic about the way it was going, but she didn't speak up because Celine was staring at me next door. Rossa is also getting smaller next to Ruth.

"Hey, I'm late because of the fog. Who was booking, can I check in on time?

That's when a well-dressed hat man appeared from the inn entrance. She has the green paper sent by the Blau family in her hand. The man seems to be a formally reserved human being.

But earlier than Ruth and the others responded to the man in the hat, his self-proclaimed uncle, who had not yet left the inn, approached him quickly.

"Hey, hey. Are you booking this inn?

"Oh, yes. Yes..."

"Uh-huh. Can I talk to you for a second?

"Eh?"

That said, the self-proclaimed uncle leaves the inn holding the man's shoulder while saying 'Fair enough'.

The man with the hat came to the inn, and he couldn't even stop himself from behaving in the event of only a few dozen seconds, and Ruth and the others dropped him off a lot.

"That's going to be a problem..."

"I didn't look like the type to hit him and fix things, but it's not a good idea when things go wrong.... I can't help it, let's see how it goes..."

- No, I'm sorry.

But before Rossa left the counter to see how the two were doing, the man in the hat and his self-proclaimed uncle returned. They're both very smiling with their shoulders together. I had a kind of weird feeling.

"I thought I'd stay at this inn, but I thought it would be nice to spend some time in a tent using the lantern light in the fog, so I thought I'd give up my reservation to this person. Do you mind?

'Huh?'

Ruth and the others raised their voices of surprise at what the man in the hat had said as he pointed to his self-proclaimed uncle. I never thought I'd give up my reservation.

Tents and lodgings, whichever way you want to stay, you'll usually take a lodging. But the man in the hat handed the paper of the reservation to his self-proclaimed uncle.

"Customers. You don't think he's threatened, do you? If so…………………"

"No, no. They didn't do that. It's a complete whim of mine. No, it's warm outside, and I think it's a good idea to sleep in nature. I live in Wang Du, so I came here because I wanted to experience something different."

"……………… Are you sure?

"I don't mind. Oh, but I'll pay for it, so can I have dinner and a bath? I was looking forward to it."

"Of course I don't mind that………"

"Okay, I'll rent you a tent."

When Ruth and the others looked at their self-proclaimed uncle with a subtle look on their face, they laughed only nibbly at their mouth. That's a great smile.

"So it's nice to meet you - folks! Show me your room."

This self-proclaimed uncle. You definitely did something, I couldn't help but think.

Celine continued her cooking and Rossa went outside to help the hat man tent, so Ruth automatically called herself uncle and decided to show Jeremias the inn.

"It's hard to call Jeremias, isn't it? Ruth, I don't care about Uncle Lemias."

"Remias......, thank you very much"

"Eh - I wish you could call me easier"

Ruth manages to keep his expression because he thinks the customer service industry thinks a smile is life, but honestly, he couldn't keep up with Remias' tension.

If you do drink alcohol, you have guests who are tense and involved. But I've dealt with it many times now, and I'm often drunk, so I can handle it, but I don't know how to deal with it when it comes to this tension in a vegan state.

Anyway, Remius had too much habit of movement and conversation. You look somewhat like a wild middle-aged person, but the contents are childish and restless. Thanks to this, Ruth's words gradually become irrelevant.

Even during the guided tour, bang questions flew in about nothing to do with the inn. In the process, Ruth had answered his name, his age, his skill, his weaponry, his friendship. It's the end of the day when you want me to show you the weapon Orha. Of course, we haven't talked about being an Orihalcon or about any special abilities, but Ruth is a taj in the sense that he doesn't hesitate. Communion is too high in a different vector from Karen's.

He also often took weird actions about whether he had never stayed at the inn. I don't mind looking around for a while, but I tried to stick my hand in the hot tub with my clothes on earlier, so I stopped in a hurry.

(I hope I don't get into trouble with other customers or anything......)

When Ruth went upstairs in the room with such a problem, the noisy Remias unexpectedly stopped. When Ruth looked back when he realized it, he was facing a wall with nothing for some reason.

"What is it?

"Mmm. Could it be Ruth's room or something on this side of the building?

And Remius gave Ruth's room.

"Ah, ha. Yes, but... what is that?

"No, it's nothing. I was just wondering. Where's your room?

Remias laughed satisfactorily and rushed Ruth to show her the room.

I wasn't sure what it was, but Ruth quickly forgot because he was talked about another topic again.

"Oh, it's over…………"

After telling Remius that dinner was coming up, Ruth closed the door to the room for a moment. And sigh small.

I felt like I had used up all my strength for the day just to guide Remius. I still can't keep up with the tension.

(Yes, let's also speak to Lady Lara)

I thought I'd go straight back to Celine, but I'd head to the third floor, remembering that Lara of the Leion tribe had not yet arrived in the dining room.

The hallway on the third floor was quiet. Other guests have already gathered in the dining room, so it's natural.

"Dear Lara, it's time for your meal. Please come to the dining room."

Ruth rang as she knocked on the door to the room. Because even if I don't know the other word, I only know the reply. But I waited a little and didn't get back to you. I can't even hear a thing coming from inside the room.

(Are you asleep?

Ruth called Lara again - but she still hasn't returned.

Turning the door knob just in case something happened to Lara, who was in a difficult state of communication, the door opened lightly.

Ruth slowly pushed the door in an attempt to speak up, including caution that it would be dangerous if it was not locked.

"Lady Lara, the door is open - no one?

It was dark in the room and there was no sign of people. Apparently Lara has gone out and hasn't come back.

The Zenobian season is usually fine because the sun is on its face for a long time, but today it is foggy outside so it is already close to dark. He also told me about the approximate time for dinner, so I just wondered what was going on. But we can't tie up the guest's actions, so we close the door and leave the room behind.

Ruth returned to the ground floor, speaking to the other rooms just in case. When I went to the dining room, Rossa was just carrying dinner. The seats are almost filled and even Remias sits. Looks like Lara's the only one after all.

Ruth calls out as she helps Rossa.

"Dad, I wasn't in a room with Lala from the Leion tribe, were you in the dining room?

"A Leion guest? No, you didn't come to the dining room. I checked the bathroom earlier, but he wasn't even there. You said you checked in during the day. You're the booker?

"Yeah. I told him the time... there's fog, too, and what's wrong? Should I go look for him?

"The Layons, right? They're strong, so I don't think they have to worry too much."

"Eh?"

Looking at the one Rossa indicated with her jaw, there was Lara, of the Leion tribe, who had just come down the stairs. Lara approaches Ruth softly turning her face full of wild flavors into a grin, just as she does during the day.

(That, Lady Lara, just came down from upstairs, right? Why?)

Ruth confirmed Lara wasn't in the room, and then he went around all the rooms and spoke to each room. Where the reply came from, everything else was locked in the room. And the guests in the locked room are already in the dining room.

(What, did I miss it? But there shouldn't be a place on the second or third floor of the inn where Master Lara can hide...?

As Ruth was confused, Lara approached him and spoke to him.