After filling her belly with hot stews, Sedham told me a lot about discipline.
I think I understand the minimum common sense necessary to live in this world (Sedia), such as history and geography. There will be plenty of loopholes as they were most often sidetracked along the way.
Nevertheless, Sedam's knowledge was abundant.
For example, about countries like Schrendal, Rainddal, Run Bart and Felde on all sides of the Lewes Alliance. He explained everything from their formation to their relationship with the Lius Alliance, but Mora and others said they knew little about anything outside the Lius region. Among the adventurers, it was similar to Mora's except for Crawla and Torad.
I fell asleep in a rented tent, having also been exempted from the night watch of the adventurer's camp.
"Excuse me, just five more minutes."
"No, it's good to wait..."
Morning.
The adventurers rose up with the sunrise, flattened the breakfast with stiffness, and finished the end of the camp.
Run your eyes at the spell document you put on your knees, speaking desperately to them like that.
This is how the wizard of 'D&B' has to 'prepare' the spell he has used every morning. While the real me repeatedly loads the spells written on the page of the first of the spell documents, the "insider" me writes the spells into the blank books in the spell library. I've been wearing out a bunch of spells since yesterday, so I'd like to properly 'get ready' for 81 times, which is supposed to be the maximum number, but only this one is good this time.
"All right, I did it. This spell causes an invisible squire to carry and follow my luggage. [Invisible Carrier (Sprite Porter)]!
Quickly use 'prepared' spells where penetration is also good.
"Floated..."
"You floated..."
"Look, I would have floated!
"Thank you for waiting. Shall we leave?"
What floated was the jersey statue and Mora's luggage.
I also used this spell yesterday but the duration was running out, so I figured out how to carry it and ended up delaying my departure.
I also felt like if I told Zilk or Ted he would carry me, but the stone statue would be too heavy anyway for Mora's luggage. I guess a story would break these details, but reality isn't sweet.
"... you still don't see the magic. I can assure you that Mr. Margils'" magic "and our" magic "are completely separate."
Crawler is bumping.
I had a loud voice to myself, but I let it go because I would be left behind anyway, even if I heard it. Indeed, before transferring, the 'watcher' said the same thing, and I guess her reasoning is hit.
But why does Maura seem proud?
The itinerary went well after that.
Is the season something like early summer? The wind is refreshing and it feels good inside to walk on a scenic plain.
The shadow, which was looking small on the horizon, was clearly visible as a village surrounded by countryside after a few hours of walking. Slightly north from there, we also see a white, huge structure.
"Ah, it's the village of Yule!
"What you can see over there is White Sword Castle, the base of the Calvinella Knights."
"I think I can have lunch at the Iron Hot Pot Knight Pavilion"
Was it possible to recognize that I was ignorant about the world (Sedia), so that Mora and the adventurers could explain things without having to ask? But a name inn with an awesome vibe? It is.
The village of Yule was a much bigger village than I thought.
The building is concentrated along the street and stretched with solid wooden walls. I also saw some watchtowers.
It's just that the entrance gates are open, so it's not an ambience. It should be noted that it is too suspicious of boulders to bring it into the village, so the jersey statue and Mora's luggage have been hidden in a halfway house.
As we try to dive through the gates, the villagers, who seem to be on duty, call out from the top of the watchtower.
"Sedam! Is that Maura you're with? You took it back from the bandits!
"No, it was this great magician who helped Maura!
"That's right!
"Uh, hey."
"Wizard? That's awesome anyway! Thanks!"
"Oh, yes..."
Suddenly that or it was a little unexpected. I thought you'd hide more. It is still painful that I am not involved in a crime in Japan or something like that.
The main street of the village was paved with cobblestones, just like the streets, and you can see wagons and merchants everywhere.
What caught my eye at first glance was a body disappointed about my chest height, people with long, dark beards...... no doubt, Dwarves. He was completely assimilated to the village for bickering with merchants and carrying luggage.
"This village is on the easternmost end of the Lewis Alliance, but it serves as a hub for dealings with Dwarves."
"My father deals with the Dwarves, too."
"I see. By the way... I don't want to be exaggerated too much about me..."
I told Sedham it was there that I was concerned. It's a coincidence that I met Mora in the first place, and I didn't make a huge effort just to say that I used a spell that I could use to help. It would be a feeling that anyone Japanese of my age has in common that it is an unproductive act that openly appeals to the fruits of their work.
"Really? I'm sorry about that..."
"Which way, everyone will soon find out! What's so great about Master Margils!
"No, but..."
"Oh, already! That's annoying! Hey, listen to me!
"Ouch!?"
Crawler pulled my ear. Uhm, it's been ages since they've done this? Crawla keeps her face close and stands with my ears picked.
"You are too much! I'm sure you can use powerful 'magic', so if you don't have quite the attitude, you'll be suspicious!?"
"Oh, yeah. Mr. Geo is amazing, so I'm not trying to be amazing."
For some reason, up to Mora, he preaches as he physically interrupts between me and Crawla.
Zilk and Ted were making their faces pull, but they can't seem to get their hands on Crawler.
"... if I don't let you go, you won't even have that attitude, will you?
Torad pulled the ladies apart. That's cleric warrior.
"Lord Margils, you refer to yourself as an ordinary person. But you know that doesn't go through, right? Crawler is right, heroes will be anxious around you if you don't make them look like heroes. If that's all... I hate to say it, but if they think you're a weak person, they might even follow you."
Uhm...... I know the reason well......
"I mean," a hero with mighty power "reassures people, but the opposite is true in" a weak, abandoned man with mighty power "...?
"Exactly! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Damn, sure it is...
"Wow, I get it..."
"Ooh! Sedam! And it's Mora!
A fat, loud man's voice blocked the dialogue I was about to say with my spine stretched out.... Well, by way of example, it was a dialogue that clouded the tea, and maybe it was good.
It was a boney, muscular, but small man who rushed over and held Sedham's hand. It would be a dwarf.
"It's Mr. Derbalus. He's a representative of Mr. Dwarf stationed in the village."
Maura explained it to me.
"Good for you, Mora. The Ill one, I was so worried I couldn't even see him!
"Ha ha."
Dwarf, named Derbalus, laughed luxuriously and lifted Mora around.
"Ill be waiting for you at the Iron Hot Pot Knight Pavilion! Get him out of here!
"Ah... Ha, ha!
Derbalus, who lowered Maura, pointed to a large building behind Main Street, facing the square. In the distance, I can see the painted sign of a knight.
Mora, too, must have come here and got tense, ran out with a cheerful face.
"Wow, suppose I drink it today with the luxury of an ILD!
We also followed Mora to the building...... when we tried to get to the inn, Derbalus followed as he deserved.
"... and you, by the way? I don't see him. You look like him.
Along the way, they ask me like I finally realized.
"Uh..."
Crawler or Sedam's gaze hurts.
"... uh. I'm from Zytheas, the Great Wizard, and I'm Geo Margils...... Fine... no, it's pretty strong and great..."
I don't know.
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"You're a jerk."
You have no choice! I've only experienced TRPG for such a great tone! It's the Japanese instinct to be humble!