Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

"Think normally first, but it's almost impossible for just a bandit to attack this carriage. There are ten soldiers and five more Adventurer escorts. How silly it is to be attacked by just five of those opponents"

After a while of silence, it was Mr. Arlyn who said so.

The person responsible for the force in this line is Ekart, but when it comes to the overall responsibility, she will be.

Of course, the nominal top is like Ilias, but he's just too young to leave the practice to him.

Naturally Viscount Nenas understands that too, so he put her on as a trusted subordinate.

"But there was a group that actually attacked me."

"Yes, I honestly don't get it"

Mr. Arlyn twists his neck strangely as he nods to confirm the fact of Hulka.

"Don't you have any feelings of being raided, like you have a grudge against Viscount Nenas?

"To be clear, the Viscount Nenas family is weak and has nothing to do with the power struggle, which is what it is until it raids. Besides, whatever the Viscount himself is, in Dear Ilias...... Your eldest son has already been born."

If you put your emotions out and say it, assuming that as Viscount Neenas where Master Ilias was killed, it doesn't hurt that much.

There is a succession, and there is no confusion in the realm even when Master Ilias is gone.

Of course Viscount Nenas will be furious, but to raid for profit, he lacks a bit of character.

"Hmm, that's what this was all about, or what?

Mr. Arlin smiles bitterly at Yuki's words as he twisted his neck.

"No, so the Viscount Nenas is not home enough to buy such grudges -"

"There was a disturbance in Kerg, wasn't there? Wasn't there a crushed nobleman or a big businessman?

To Yuki's words, which blocked Mr. Arlin's remarks, Mr. Arlin grinned and contemplated them with a true face.

"... did crush some, just namesake, aristocrats. But... oh, no. Again, the odds of that are low. It was crushed by pouring money into religion. You can't have enough money, money to hire a hand job comparable to Mr. Toya's. … by ordinary means"

"That's right, because it's religion. Means other than money..."

"The Viscounts of Naenas crushed the Sacred Virgin Church and captured the Patriarch…"

Fate prank, or we're the ones who actually caught him, but that figure should probably be secured by the Viscount Nenas.

I don't think it's very pleasant, so I haven't asked what happened since then, including its life and death...

"Could it be that Elias' pattern was an end in itself?"

"Me, sir?

"To bring a deal to Viscount Nenas, because it's enough. For example, changing the pattern,"

Instead of freeing Master Ilias, let Satomi go, or something like that.

However, in that case, there is a question of whether there is a place to escape after liberation.

If it is Earth, terrorists are also accepted by bad states, but the Sacred Virgin Church of Satomi is for crushed reasons.

The surrounding lords, of course, are going to be quite tough even in other countries.

"By the way, what happened to the Virgin Satomi figure?

Oi, Toya, do you want to know that?

I didn't dare ask!

"No, I..."

"Sorry"

Master Ilias clouded his words as to whether he really did not know, and Mr. Arlyn shook his head clearly.

"Right."

It's more scary to tell an adventurer what's going on around it.

When it's used up, it's going to be lightly erased.

"But if I were caught, I don't think your father would respond to such a deal..."

Turning her gaze to Mr. Arlyn on the rather cynical view of Master Ilias, she nods with a serious look as well.

"The Viscount is rightly revealed in the aristocracy. We'll take care of your family, but we can't have the wrong priorities."

I guess it's necessary, and as a resident living there, it's reassuring information...

"I knew nobility was tough."

Potty and crushed meatier words, exactly right.

Now Master Elias has nothing to deny, only to smile bitterly like trouble.

A man of power, when he tries to serve properly, is absolutely stressed and disfigured......

If you're not someone who can do well or a good aide, it looks tough.

At least I don't want to.

Isn't it the best position to get along with the powerful and support a little once in a while?

"But there was nothing fanatical about the guys who attacked me, was there? Pretty calm..."

That's what Toya says as she remembers, but I agree with that.

To be clear, I'm not a bandit, I'm like a trained soldier - no, to a suspicious cult, is a suspicious special forces dark spot stuck?

Trained from a young age, like.

But I don't know because the Sacred Virgin Church has no history.

"Did you just get hired or something else...... what do you think?

To Hulka's inquiry, Mr. Arlin thought for a while, but eventually shook his head slowly.

"We can't judge by the information as it stands, but I think there's a possibility of a separate case. In some cases, the home itself may not have been the target…"

"What's that?

"... no, still as it stands. Excuse me."

"Oh, no..."

Mr. Arlyn bows his head with a pepper and does not speak clearly.

Even if something comes to mind, it's not easy to say.

"In the meantime, shall we get rid of that and move on? I just don't think there's another raid."

"At least, as far as the earlier population is concerned, I think so..."

I don't think there's a good chance they'll attack us with one missing person, but I can't even be alarmed just by a group I'm not sure about.

While we were guarding our surroundings, we got rid of the fallen trees with a mentor who was good at hard work and headed down the road.

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As we went down the road, the maintenance of the road had worsened, but we had already entered Baron Diaz territory, and we hurried ahead without having to repair it.

There have been raids, and the camp was us more on the lookout that day than usual, but in the end it was empty.

We will safely welcome the next morning to the extent that we have been attacked by some demons.

And day four.

Around noon, we had finished down the mountain and reached the flatlands overlooking the town, but what we could see of Mijara was a little different than we had imagined.

"Is that... slam, huh?

At the end of the road, around the gates of Mijara and on the outside of the fence, there was a cluttered line of buildings that I felt were even superior to the expression barnyard.

There's just no mess and no order in line, and there's not even a fence around it.

"Build a slum in this place, is the demon okay?

"Wouldn't be all right"

I shrugged unexpectedly, and Ekart walked beside me.

"... I mean?

"Lucky guy helps. That's all."

Perhaps it would help if we managed to escape into the fence, but whether we could fulfill it and put it in normally.

If you don't have an adventurer's guild card, taxes will be collected every time you walk through the gate, so what about this slum dweller?

It's a relatively easy guild card to acquire, but if you don't do a decent job, it'll be confiscated.

"Of course, it's not just luck, is it? Have you noticed anything by observing?

To Ekart's words, I watch the slam approaching.

Is it the building that comes to my attention first?

The building around the gate is a substitute for what can be called a "building” at first, but as we get away from it, it gets worse gradually, and the outer peripheral part is the “building”, which is also awkward.

There are only columns and a roof, no, not even that, and there is even an object that simply placed a plate on a gate shaped frame.

If you do poorly, the orc nest you've seen before might be better.

"The peripheral buildings are dilapidated, aren't they? That's pretty good, too."

Toya seems to have noticed that, too, and tells him to be slightly shuddered, and Ekart encourages him to go ahead as he nods at it.

"Anything else?

Other than the building, you're a person.

Because it's a slum, or nobody and he's thinly dirty, lively people.

The age groups vary, from small children to the elderly.

Men and women are irrelevant, but it would be men who have a higher number.

Overall, how many people seem unhealthy and injured?

Some people don't have arms or legs, and when they become terrible, they can rot and have a collection of flies.

All in all, it's in pretty bad shape, but in terms of the peripheral part...

"Do you have a lot of old people? And then there are the kids and the unhealthy ones..."

That's what I'm talking about.

That sort of thing... putting out the slow runners...?

Could it be, bait, is it? for stopping.

If you look closely, it even looks like the body has been left unattended.

Maybe you run away with it while the demon eats it, but if you can't get inside the city, and what happens if the demon isn't satisfied?

... No, there's nothing going on. I see.

"There's nothing you can do about sympathy, is there? That's what this place is all about."

"... oops"

"… Copy"

With that said, I guess Ekart himself, will never be happy.

The expression is bitter.

Through such a slam, our carriage moves towards the gate.

Do you even call it a dead smell?

An indescribable unpleasant smell pokes my nose.

The inhabitants of the slums look at us farther afield, but they don't show us how they're approaching us.

Is it because we are surrounded by aristocratic carriages, or because all the leading soldiers, have their hands on their hips' weapons?

In terms of threat, I guess the guys who attacked me yesterday are overwhelmingly higher, but there's more unpleasant tension than that.

In the meantime, a child who came out of the shadow of a nearby barn fell and fell on the side of the road a little further ahead of us.