We got out early in the morning and by lunch we were in the city of Augal.
"It's not that famous of a tourist destination, but if you walk, it's quite fragrant"
"Yeah, it's more soothing than this."
Augal is called the City of Water.
There are many springs of water out in the city, plus the waterways are strewn out. Using that waterway, I can see that there is a line of merchant shops carrying luggage, which is also quite prosperous commercially.
"Not too wide, not too narrow. Perhaps the perfect size for a stroll downtown. It's definitely better this way than just going home. No. I have to thank the president."
Between my parents' house and the Wang capital, there are many cities. There are more cities that have never walked carefully.
I was just passing through that as a student, but naturally people live in every city and have a life. Seeing that doesn't waste you as a society either.
For example, if the business partner is from Augustus and I have toured Augustus, maybe that's why the conversation went off and the contract was concluded.
There's nothing in vain about anything.
That and simply Mary seemed satisfied, too.
"Yeah, so chic landscape, it's nice to look like an adult little trip. I have the impression that the two of you have traveled both sour and sweet. It's not like the young man who left the momentum to travel."
He looks like a kid, but is such a spilled trip a hobby......
But I don't know. When I was a student, I had sex with men and women who were thriving on trips, but I honestly knew where I went was fine everywhere... You mean just a shaggy excuse......
Compared to that, it would be better for me to take a stroll around the city like this, too.
As I hung out and walked exactly without guessing, I saw a strange sight at the end of the house. Technically, Mary asked me, wondering.
"Hey, what are you doing with that?
A man and woman standing there like residents in front of the house, praying for something.
In front of those two, a person in a robe with a black headscarf was chanting.
The man said, "Now is the time to take away the wickedness of these men and feed them. Come on, eat whatever you want," he said.
"Chanting," but not magic.
"That's a profession called 'Virtue Without Bad' that comes and goes at the end of the year. Well, they said they no longer saw it as the king's capital, but they still said it was the area around here."
"Akutokuri? That's a job I've never heard of. I wonder if it's a folk faith."
Sounds like Mary the Realist soon found out to be superstitious.
"Yes. I'll dress you up as a black wizard and absorb the sins you committed that year so that you can celebrate the New Year with a clean body. That's bullshit. They used to walk in the city all over the kingdom. I learned in class that you can hit a broad artist."
I'm not sure about the origins, but they've been around like this for nearly a thousand years. Usually it seemed that people in need of money were doing it to sniff out the paste. Even when it comes to professions, they don't do it all year round, they only do virtues at this time of year, they get paid. It would be like earning money.
That chant pulls out their vices. What weird magic shouldn't be activated. Maybe it's something pretty weird even if it exists as magic, and the average person wouldn't know if they heard it.
So it's unlikely that a real black wizard is doing it. Instead, they should be fooled if the real thing does it.
Once upon a time, this kind of special profession was also managed in guilds, and it seemed a rarity to work on your own even though you didn't belong, but now there are fewer and more people doing it and shape-shifting it.
"So-called end-of-year poetry suits you?
"Yeah, so you're right"
If we had talked about that, there would have been no more virtues.
The man and woman who looked like a couple who had their virtues pulled out laughed that this would make them feel free to get older. Rest or superstition, it wouldn't be a bad thing if you could get peace of mind. You know what to do with it.
But now it's Mary who won't finish the story.
Mary's insight is out of line.
"Yeah, we'll just wander around the city in a black robe at the end of the year. Isn't that the best way to look at the robbery?
Take it, Mary said.
I'm upset, too.
"Sure, you can go around a lot of houses on your pee if that... The merchant's mansion is no exception..."
We're talking about a merchant who was in a carriage, and the robbers, "The Underworld Chamosica," say they have thirty constituents. If that number of humans roam the city together, it's obviously suspicious.
Wouldn't you use an uncomfortable presence walking through the city at that time of year for reconnaissance?
"Later, Franz, I'm not making a cluttered inference that he's suspicious because he's a black robe."
The look on Mary's face was very serious, something I even thought was scary.
"That black robe guy, he was emitting a clearly dangerous aura. By weaving a robe with a headscarf, I was a little careful not to get that kind of aura around me, but there was a lot of stuff that the average person wouldn't give me."
"So you're saying it's really a big win..."
There's no way I'm going to pretend not to see it when this happens.
Anyway, the robbers kill people who break into merchant homes and people who see their faces on the way in. If left alone, many lives would be compromised.
Well, I'll call the police.
"That's not all you can do. 'Cause you can't even see your face because of the black headscarf. And..."
Ahead of Mary pointing her finger, there was another virtuous drain.
But I knew right away that was someone else, either because of their height or because they weren't wearing a headscarf on their head.
"- Looks like there's a bunch of bad walkers in this city. Just because the police think it's a little suspicious doesn't mean they can't detain all the bad guys."
I can't take a walk in the evening anymore.
President Kerkel described me as "having," but now I think he's more of an untouched guy. Normally, we're just passing through without knowing this...