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

As Ed and I headed towards the lights that seemed beyond the fog, we eventually saw the whole picture.

(Big. Looks like a mansion...)

Instead of the village chief's house in Hashi village, the private house, bigger than the Blau family in the inn, unleashed a style worthy of calling it a mansion.

The stones that run all the way outside the mansion, the metal books that surround the mansion, the large garden, and the hard red brick exterior walls are a beautiful setting that doesn't seem strange even in previous life.

(And there are these high street lights... there are some of these things about cities today...)

What Ruth and the others saw in the distance was apparently three times the height of a street light. There is no such elaborately built street lamp in Hashi village, but it may be normal in Wangdu. I thought that this world was only technically inferior to the previous life, but I guess that's just the Hashi village where Ruth lives.

"It's a big house…………………."

"Right. Maybe you can stay for a night or so. Let's go."

In front of Ed, he spoke optimistically, but his inner heart, Ruth, feared that 'there's some reason why you live in a place like this on purpose'.

It's only plausible that a very ordinary rich man in this world would build a luxurious house in the back of the mountain. Because it's a world with demons instead of animals, there must be some serious reason why you chose to live in the back of the mountain rather than get rid of it.

And in experience, Ruth knew that landlords with that reason were generally difficult. Though there's a little Ed, it's a mystery if he'll stay light at home in his favor. At that time, I might have to go into negotiations to look at some of Boreal male testicles as a thank you.

"You've made a stone path from there. It's very elaborate."

This is such a big mansion but not a whim, Ed pulls Ruth's hand for fun. While saved by their innocence, they both stepped on the pavement at the same time, once.

"Ah...... that?

Clari and I suddenly felt our consciousness shake.

He gets his hands in his head, and a disgusting feeling of being disturbed strikes him, his feet graze, and he crouches down to the spot. It felt strange when I grumbled.

"Ruth!"

Worried about Ruth like that, Ed spoke up close to screaming.

When Ruth raised his face, saying that he was just sitting around for a moment, Ed ran over from the front for some reason, even though he was supposed to be holding hands until just now. But it wasn't if I cared about it because I felt sick.

"Ruth, Ruth, are you okay!?

"It's okay. I just got a little glare standing up. It's already healed. You don't have to worry so much, Ed."

Ruth managed to get up laughing, but Ed had a deep wrinkle between his brows. I had never seen him look so painful.

"............... Ruth, do you remember what you did with me?

"Eh?"

"What were you doing with me earlier?"

Suddenly Ruth tilted her neck when asked what she didn't understand. But look seriously at Ed's face and understand that it's impossible to spend time tilting his neck.

"Of course, you remember what happened in the last two days when you picked up Ed, who was down in the mountains, asked about his friends, about his birth, picked him up to the dungeon? Nothing of what?

"…………!

"What, Ed......?

I meant to answer seriously, but for some reason Ed looked desperate and turned his face straight to the ground.

I wondered if it wasn't the word Ed wanted, and when I tried to ask him how it was, his arm hugged Ruth's hips faster than that. I can bury my face in my stomach as it is.

"Ed? What's wrong?

When Ruth wolfed again, he heard a voice with determination.

"…… I will protect Ruth……… Now it is time to welcome…………!

"Uh, next time?... uh, what do you mean?

"…… right now, I can't explain. Let's go, to the mansion."

That's how Ed grips Ruth's hand forcefully and pulls it. The look on the face of a warrior going to the battlefield was very different from Ed, who had previously innocently expressed his feelings about the mansion.

(In the moment now, what happened to Ed...?

Ruth looks back at the stone behind her. The forest at the end of the stone was dim because of the fog, and I couldn't see anything.

Press something like a button attached to the side of the gate. Then I got back to you from there. Apparently, Ruth and the others are visible from inside the mansion, and they're talking from there.

(Rich mansions are amazing in this world...)

It's a very similar feature to the front door chime of a previous life, but I'm sure you're using magic. Of course, there is no such high-performance thing in Hashi village. Knock directly on the door or, at best, pull the bell on the door string to tell them the visit.

Immediately after I heard back, the door of the mansion opened and a middle-aged man came out from inside.

(I'm wearing a swallow tail suit... but you're a big body person)

The man dressed in swallow tail clothes came from the poor and biased knowledge of Ruth, the village dweller, who said, 'Is it a butler?' I can only imagine that, but for that, he seemed fit and willing. It was too unexpected as Ruth, who had applied the skinny man of old Butler Equal to the equation. It's like the grownups out hunting in the village.

"How were you two young people at this hour when the sun went down?

"Um, I'm actually lost, and I'm not going to be able to get home by the end of the day... so, some young kids, so I was wondering if you could just give me a night's rest here... O... I'm Ruth Blau, this is Ed"

"Hmm..."

The butler's clothes man stared at Girosilo and Ruth and the others. The sight of the maker smelled the same as the mayor of Hashi village somehow.

"You two are not very alike, but what kind of relationship?...... Is it your sister and younger brother, or your younger brother? Or a lover away from his age............?

"Uh... oh, they often say they're not alike, but they're my sister and brother. Right, Ed?

Ruth answers with a smile as she swallows. Ed nodded so much too.

(Sorry I lied......... it's an emergency)

To be precise, Ruth and Ed are not brothers, and Ruth is not a woman in the first place.

But it is decided that a guest who asks at the fallen hour of the yang will be less alert to his sister and brother's sister and brother than a pair of unrelated youth and boys. The overly suspicious relationship of a distant lover of the year is, of course, dismissed from the beginning. If they think Ruth, who is an adult, is seriously dealing with a young boy like Ed, they might suspect him of kidnapping if he sucks.

(I'm a woman now, I'm a woman now...)

Ruth decided to use her appearance, which was frequently mistaken, to let her through with her sister and brother. At this time, it is more important to have your gender raised at home than this.

"Fumu……… do you have weapons, etc.?

"No, nothing"

"May I examine you for a moment?

"Yes..."

A man like a butler took out something square and black as he came out the iron door. And put it in front of Ruth and Ed. If you look closely, the green light was on at the edge of that square object.

(... Could this be a metal detector? This, this is what I have now!

As she licked the magical world of this world, Ruth felt a cold sweat flowing through her.

Although I'm glad I happened to lose the weapon you lent me and left Orihalcon behind, I won't be able to get him into the mansion if he's caught up here. I'll have to look for the borrowings later, but I have to say I'm glad I didn't have them.

"I don't even have anything like a weapon, as the word goes, and to see it, young sister and brother. I can tell you that the way you talk is common sense and there is no danger for you two. Let's talk to your husband. He's a generous man, so I'm sure he'll give you permission. Wait a minute."

"Yes, thank you very much……"

When I dropped the butler off looking somewhere relieved, I noticed the lights in the dark room at the mansion. When I followed the brilliant light at the edge of my eye, I saw a person with long hair just off the right window upstairs.

(... I wonder if the Lord here was asking about us... so we don't get distracted)

As Ruth and the others waited in a rookie mood after the interview, they lost it and an earlier butler picked them up. Keep going through the iron gate and walk to the mansion door in the back.

"Ed. Thank you for keeping your mouth shut. Thanks for saving me."

Ruth speaks to Ed as he joins hands and walks, making sure the butler is a little further away. I thought you were reluctant to lie, but thanks to Ed for not saying 'I'm not your sister or brother', you were so receptive.

"... because I knew I had to do this."

"Uh... you know what?

"Come on in."

The butler is prompted before Ruth asks Ed a question that remains a hard look. Ruth knocked at the door with a fixed smile on her face.

(Wow - it's a big mansion...)

Inside the mansion was bigger than I thought. Immediately after entering, it was a blowout lobby, and the ceiling was decorated with a large chandelier. On the front there is a staircase headed upstairs, which is an elegant construction that splits left and right on the way up slightly to the front.

There were also two large doors on the side of the entrance, which had the same size as the dining room of the Blau family, with a maid-like middle-aged woman standing in front of one door. When the woman opens the nearby door, a neat, stately man emerges from inside.

The man with light brown hair and strange shades of eyes wrapped around the upper class atmosphere.

Ruth immediately understood that this was her husband and floated a reputable smile in the inn as well.

If you can rent me a room overnight, I'll sell you as many smiles as you want. When I was in the sales profession in my previous life, I was also a rice dancer. But the effect was about a tenth of that of Ruth.

"Hey, you lost your way? It's pathetic for a young boy like you to do anything wild. The rooms are extra, and the mansion becomes more enjoyable with more guests. Stay the night."

"Thank you very much. Thank you for your generosity. I'm Ruth Blau. This is my brother Ed."

Ruth introduces herself to the “sister brother” setting. It's a pain in the ass to make a one-person name 'me', but at this point, I have no choice.

(All right, I'm glad you look like a good person!

And I think you're the kind master of the mansion. It is not so uncommon to raise travellers to their homes in the village, but it is because people who live in such a luxurious mansion would take the liberty of thinking that they would hate Ruth or Ed, the villagers who do not seem to have the money, no matter how they look at it. I reflected that people should not be judged by the mansion.

"You're Mr. Ruth and Ed. I am………………………."

That's how a man turns his gaze from Ruth to Ed. But as soon as the man saw Ed, he stopped moving like a doll with a broken screw.

"... Um, what's up? What's wrong with my brother?

But yes, when Ruth spoke, the man smiled, as if the time had returned. That smile has no discomfort whatsoever as if the movement had stopped earlier.

"No, it's nothing. I thought you were a little different sister and brother. Are your parents different?

"That's right. But we're very close, aren't we? Right, Ed?

"Yes, I like Ruth"

"Ugh."

Ruth was surprised by the unexpected 'likes' attack from Ed, but quickly convinced that Ed's care was to make the act credible. But I was wondering if you could keep it as "I like my sister." I guess I didn't get that far because I'm still a child. But it seems to have worked well enough for a man.

"Ha, that's good. My name is Rodia Dickhout. I don't like being tough, so call me comfortable."

"Thank you very much. Thank you very much, Mr. Dickhout."

But Ruth remembers her name.

(Rhodia... but the spirits at the village chief's were also named like that...)

But the spirits are top spirits with village chiefs in the first place, and they are currently missing. You can't be the master of such a big mansion. The name Rhodia is not so unusual, and probably just the same name.

"I have business to attend to, so if you'll excuse me for this, I'll grab dinner with you later. Ed and I also have a daughter who is close to her age, so I want you to play with her when you see her. Benno, Dorte, let the two of you through the room as guests. Do me a favor."

"Certainly."

When Dickhout disappears upstairs, the butler's man - Benno - leaves in front of Ruth and the others. The atmosphere is softer than earlier because my husband accepted Ruth and the others.

"Then I'll show you to your room. Follow me."

"Thank you very much. Nice to meet you... Ed, what's up?

"…… Nothing."

With a slightly darker look Ed, Ruth walks about after Benno. I was introduced to each room on the ground floor and went straight up the stairs. Ed kept Ruth's hand in a strong grip and didn't seem very interested.

"Wow... it's a beautiful portrait."

A portrait of a woman about the size of Ruth's upper body was placed in front of the dance floor of the central staircase. The woman depicted there is beautiful, porcupine on her mouth with curly red hair to her waist, and she is so beautiful that she doesn't feel it. She was releasing a luscious atmosphere because of her black clothes along the lines of her body.

"This is your wife, Natasha."

"You're beautiful."

"Yes, my husband and I were a very close couple."

He nodded quietly, as he understood it, as Ruth glanced at Benno's past form of 'It was'. Probably used to these explanations as well.

"Master Natasha passed away a few years ago. My very sad husband has left a lot of portraits in the mansion to make sure you don't forget Master Natasha. I'm sure Ruth and the others will see a lot of paintings."

When Ruth asked about his surroundings in a chilling manner, a small portrait of Natasha was also placed in the hallway. All of them smiling gently enough to mistake them for pictures. Speaking of which, even as they were guiding me through the ground floor, I saw some paintings of women decorated from afar. Maybe those are all Natasha, too.

(... That sounds like a good amount)

I know it's hard to mourn my wife, but with the number of portraits so far, I might be a little breathless for Ruth, who just came to the mansion. Of course, I'm never willing to talk about it.

"…… that person is not your mother."

As Ruth and the others talked about it, they heard such a child from a distance away.