There is nothing impossible in advanced alchemy. -Universal skill to match the other world-

About an hour has passed since I started walking.

The surrounding scenery remains as forest as ever.

"... I'm supposed to be here"

In my current environment, my "water eye" reaches approximately a kilometer away.

No humans themselves were found within range, but clearly artifacts and trails of thought - for example, broken weapon shards, etc.

That means... this area shouldn't be a land where people don't get in.

While I think about it, I walk.

I don't even have water or food right now, but I'm in no hurry.

Because if it's about as much water or food as you need to live with, it doesn't matter with alchemy.

Nevertheless, I just want to figure out what's going on in the world today if I can.

It's been 500 years, so perhaps civilization is also more developed than it was when I was alive.

How many new alchemy techniques are being developed while I'm asleep... I just need to know soon.

But I can't do that either if I can't find people.

In some cases, it's a wild place today.

Moving on with that in mind...... I found my way.

"... that's a bad build. Is architectural technology in decline or how rural..."

That's how I squeal and look out the way.

The road in front of me is barely even paved, it just mowed the grass and cemented the soil... and so on.

It's a suspicious place to even call this a path, but it's a terrain that's obviously unlikely to be natural, so it's probably an artificially built road.

It doesn't resemble the roads that were mainstream in my time.

The road 500 years ago is better.

Maybe this is an undisclosed land or something.

Even in the old world, there seemed to be a difference in civilization levels between places.

Even in my time, there wasn't much development of magic and magic in the country.

Walking away thinking etc...... lucky I was found looking at people.

Look at that, I'm sure.

(Oh, was it country after all)

There are two humans found.

One is an old man and the other is a girl about eighteen years old.

He stands next to something like a crude carriage and looks in trouble.

... Yes. A carriage.

Hundreds of years before I was born, I had no idea I was going to see a carriage driven by magical transport in the future 500 years ahead.

Even with that in mind, I listen to the conversation between you two.

The distance between me and the two is roughly 500 meters - a distance you can't normally hear, but by degenerating the ambient air with alchemy, you make sure the sound reaches you.

It's a kind of eavesdropping, but unless the opponent is an alchemist like beyond his master, he won't be noticed first.

Anyway, even my master didn't notice this magical eavesdropping.

"Can you fix the carriage?

"The only order for 'up there' is an escort. Yikes! He says he doesn't specialize in repairing carriages!... more or less, it's your job to maintain commercial tools!?

Apparently, the carriage has malfunctioned.

So we were two, and we were stopping here... and...

If you look closely, the carriage is leaning a little.

The carriage seems to be loaded with luggage, so maybe the carriage couldn't stand the load.

"That being said... if the carriage doesn't fix, they'll have you escorted until a replacement carriage arrives"

"... how many hours does that take -

"Right... two days is about it"

"Okay. I'll protect you properly.... the escort is an order from" up there, "so I can't resist it."

Apparently, they'll be the wings of a wild boarding house for two days if the carriage doesn't get fixed like this.

This could be... a chance to sell thanks and ask about the situation we're in.

This is my first time fixing a carriage, but it seems like a simple structure, so it will probably be easy to fix.

If it's so broken that it can't be fixed, we just need to build a new carriage using the trees that are there appropriately.

That's what I'm thinking, and I'm getting closer to them.

"... who is it?

It was the girl in the escort who noticed me approaching.

The girl sets her sight on me with a short sword.

"He's a passing alchemist. I think I'm in trouble, so I was wondering if I could help."

That's what I'm gonna say. I'm gonna spread my hands and appeal to you that there's no hostility.

I don't have anything on my whole hip right now, so it's probably the best condition to get off guard.

... Now that I think about it, I think I could at least have made a knife before I walked in the woods.

"Alchemist?

Listen to my words, the girl looks at me with a surprise face.

Apparently, you don't believe me.

Well, isn't it impossible for a half-service alchemist?

In the first place, I'm like eighteen years old.

I couldn't be alone when I was 100.

When I hear that I was eighteen years old and called myself 'I am an alchemist', etc., I am more crazy to trust.