Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

We were on our way to our destination with Mary's guidance, but on the way, Toya suddenly left.

Says, "Speaking of which, I promised to teach Yasue [swordsmanship]. I'll be there in a minute," he said.

Sure, I'm leaving tomorrow, so I guess I don't have a choice... how about leaving my wife candidate (my own delusion) alone?

Well, such a happening (?) At the same time, the place the four of us arrived in was an area with dense small detached houses.

If I dare to analogize, would I imagine a lower town alley where it would be difficult for a fire truck to get in?

A corner of such an area.

There were many buildings burned down, creating a pocky and large space.

There is still a lot of debris left in that vacant land, which is gathered by people who look like day labourers.

"Mary, here?

"Yes, here it is... nothing is missing..."

"Nothing..."

Mary and Meetier look around with a sad look on their face.

I guess I knew, but they poked reality at me again, did I just say?

"Um, can I have a word with you?

"Hmm? As you can see, I'm at work?

It was Yuki who spoke to the working adventurer.

Looking back a little grumpy, he was a slightly poorly resembled adventurer, but loosens his cheeks slightly when he looks at Yuki's face.

The subject is a young man, so at least Yuki is definitely easier to listen to than I am to speak.

"I'll be done in a minute. Didn't the body come out of here?

"Body? We've been talking about a couple of bodies."

"Oh, what's that? What happened to that!?"

Ask the man who answered with a thought, so that Mary can hurry.

The man was slightly surprised by the voice and turned a sinking gaze at the burn marks of the Marys that still remained, to which he immediately replied.

"They recovered it all and buried it in the temple. To the nearest temple of Master Wes Simia."

With that said, he is cordial and polite, the man who tells us the location of the Temple of Wessymia.

Perhaps from how Mary and the others were doing, they somehow understood the situation.

Regardless of appearance, people seem good.

"Thank you. But why only here..."

There were just burnt houses everywhere on the road I've been on, and there was no place as dense and burnt out as here.

There are a lot of burnable houses around here, and they may have just burned unluckily, but it also doesn't mean the house was made of straw.

Despite this, the difference is clearly significant from other places.

"I don't know. The landlord who owns the building set himself on fire - there are rumors..."

"What?"

I guess Yuki's words weren't expecting an answer separately, but an unexpected story popped out of the adventurer's mouth.

To our surprise, the adventurer shrugs his shoulders and continues his words.

"There are rumors that I saw the landlord in the fire. It's a rumor."

"Is that... to be investigated or something?

"I don't think so."

"Why -! Shh, sorry."

I guess I accidentally leaked it.

Mary glared at the adventurer and, for a moment, leaked her words in a blameworthy tone, but quickly recalled that the adventurer had nothing to do with it, she rushed to bow her head.

The adventurer didn't look particularly concerned about it, and shook his head with a bitter smile.

"It's easy. It doesn't make sense. We're burned to death together."

"What, that's..."

"I can't ask the person where I found it suspicious to look into it, and I can't lose my neck. I don't have time for that in the first place, from the lord."

Arson is also a felony in this country and is normally executed without debate.

But what if the suspect is dead?

"Left alone because it's a waste of time and money".

If the victims of the fire were also aristocrats, in some cases the killer's clan would be summarily decapitated, so they would also be investigated, but it was just civilians who died.

That is the general view.

I have no one to punish, so I will invest more in reconstruction than that, which would not be wrong as a ruler either.

Conversely, he is a good ruler in a sense because he is putting on a high bounty when it comes to the Virgin Satomi, who can be the cause of this commotion and the root of the scourge if not captured.

Of course, there are menthological issues, but apart from victim sentiment, it's realistic.

"Really...... Thank you."

"Oops.... some people will think a lot, but be positive"

Finally, speaking to Marys that way, the adventurer returns to work.

"Mary, Meetia, are you okay?

Mary nods with a slightly darker look at Yuki's worried voice.

"... Yes. Temple, may I stop by?

"Sure. Was it that way?

Going down the path taught by the adventurer, I could see the temple of purpose in less than 10 minutes of walking.

It was the first temple of the Wesshimia-sama to visit, but its appearance did not very much replace that of the Advastris saint that I usually visit.

Although it is the idols that are fed in the center that are different, without them I would be indistinguishable.

In size, there is no big difference from the temple in Lafan.

If I dare to mention the difference, would there not be one of the clerics in the temple?

For a moment, I said, 'Don't you have to worry about money thieves or something?' I thought, 'but on second thought, this world, divine punishment, exists. Money thieves would be super high risk, low return.

As always... No, I throw in more money than usual with Charin and pray.

- Yeah, nothing in particular.

That's normal, but I feel subtly uncomfortable because I always hear voices in the temple of Lord Advastris.

Mary and Meetia kept praying for a while against us who just finished praying, but those two also stood up in about a minute.

"Are we good now?

"Yes, thank you"

"Thank you."

Mary and Meetie smile a little and thank you for holding it back to some extent.

Is this also like a kind of grave visit?

In the case of ordinary people who do not have separate graves, they pray in a temple buried like this, or in another city, in the same temple of God.

"It's just that Lafan doesn't have a temple for Master Wessymia,"

What Lafan has is the temple of Lord Advastris, which we usually visit, and the temple of Lord Belfort, which I have never been to.

I've only been through this before, but it didn't make much difference externally.

"It's okay. Your father was not a believer in Wes Simia."

"Sort of."

"Yes."

This is an ad hoc outing.

Anyway, if you were buried for being a believer in that God, if it's a temple chosen because it's as close as this one is, there's not much detention around it.

I mean, if it's like this one, there's nothing wrong with another God's temple where Mary and the others go to pray.

That said, it's not a basin and New Year's Eve, but you might want to bring him to this temple about once a year to visit the grave.

For once, a Japanese feeling finds meaning in 'remains'.

- Oh, there's an orphanage back here, too.

Finishing my prayers at the temple, what we heard out there in our ears was the noisy voice of the child.

That bothered me, Yuki looking back leaks a potpourri and such words.

If I look back, at the end of Yuki's gaze, there's the building behind the temple.

"Right. Is it weird to say that it's quite exciting..."

The size of the orphanage, which looked chilly, was not significantly different from what was in Lafan, but the signs of those who could be felt from it were very different.

I can't feel any screaming, crying, running around, grown-ups yelling, or affording anything.

The fact that there was not one of the clerics in the temple may have taken his hand toward the orphanage and he did not have the manpower to turn this way.

Mary and Meatier staring at such an orphanage.

What do the two of you think?

"Mary, if you wish, go to the orphanage..."

"Eh! Be sure to take me there!

"Please!

Let me ask you something, or Mary and I will raise our voices to block my words.

Well, before that situation, the races, that I can feel from the outside, I wouldn't say I'm very comfortable.

Besides, if we can't get used to it, it might be a little irresponsible, but there's also a way to make some donations to Raffan's orphanage and leave it to them.

I don't even rush to a conclusion.

"Right. Let's go home."

"Go home!

With that said, Meatier, I'll take my hand.

I don't have to do that. I'm not leaving you, but I don't have to let you go.

Moving in a slight mood with Pico, we turned our backs on the orphanage and walked out to the halkas' waiting room, capturing Meatier's tail in the corner of our sight.