Transported to a hyper-realistic RPG.

Inspired by Nicole laughing, we're on our way home.

Rumors are spreading that we're gathering information about the demons. It would be nice if we could gather some information before it reaches the demonic people who are staying in this city... In the end, the days when we didn't get any information lasted three days.

Even the Suratans seem to have gathered some information about the demons staying in this city, but they didn't seem to be able to listen.

I was trying to find someone who could talk to me, but in the end I couldn't talk to anyone, so I had to drop my shoulder.

It was just before noon on the fourth day that the situation changed for us.

As usual, Nil and I were moving around the city to gather information.

However, we didn't get any important information, and we had a bitter feeling that we wouldn't get anything again today.

While I was wondering what to do, Nil and I came to the square all over the city.

Even though the square is not that big, the square of The Gumbel is fashionable everywhere, like a painting.

A small fountain in the center of the square. It is decorated with beautiful sculptures. If our situation had been a little more upward, I would have just been impressed by the beauty of those sculptures... but I feel like I'm being ridiculed somehow.

Even if you're in such a mood, you're hungry. Once you give up gathering information and are worried about eating, you'll hear the tone of a stringed instrument from somewhere.

And it was a strange sight to witness.

"Are you a bard?"

The bard in this world is a group of people who spread the world's movements through music and songs around various cities. In Japan, I wonder if the uncle of a paper play is close.

"Oh... maybe?"

I didn't come to this world and take it up specially, but there are some bard in the big city, and I have seen some before.

Some famous adventurer defeated a powerful monster or rioted in a city. What I often hear from them is the trend of the Holy Knights. Thanks to you, I know how much movement is happening in this world.

Naturally, there is a time difference in information because the bard travels from city to city in carriages, etc., and spreads the information as a song.

Today, even if you get information from the bard, it means that the information is not what is happening now.

The instruments used by the bard are not particularly defined, and each uses an instrument that he is good at. My personal impression is that there are many flutes and strings.

One of those bard...... is singing a guitar-like instrument in the corner of the square.

I replied that it was like that, or perhaps to Nil's words, because I could not judge whether it was a bard or not.

Those who were singing were covered in pure white pigeons, and the magicians were in a state of surprise.

The flowing stone is too covered by the pigeon to understand the person's face, but the pigeon is dense on the shoulder, head, feet and feet.

Even if we fed the pigeons, they wouldn't gather there.

Is that the pigeon...?

"Such an honest..."

I also saw pigeons swarming, and the word pigeon keeper came to my mind, but that's too much to look at.

Besides, as far as I can tell, I don't get the impression of being a character in a scary city legend. At least, I don't have the impression that I'm scared. It's normal to be scared of a bard who earns money by listening to stories, but...

Anyway, I don't think this bard is such a character in urban legends.

"That's true, too. However, the bard may have some information about it."

"If you ask me, you're right... let's hear it."

The bard is not a dwarf. It doesn't look like a human race either. I don't think such a bard knows a lot about pigeons and demons... but he might know something. We decided to speak to the man wrapped in pigeons, in the slightest hope of such a hope.

It's a beautiful song, isn't it?

Baba baba baba baba!!

At the same time that I talked to the bard, the pigeons around me flew away at once, and some of the wings that fell dance through the air.

The bard who saw it looked a little lonely, but he immediately turned to a bright face and turned to me.

"What can I do for you?"

I didn't know from a distance, but when I looked up, the bard's body was bigger than the human race.

Because I'm not a warrior, but a bard, I don't feel muscular, but I feel like I'm the size of a big guy. Probably from the Gigas.

He wears a burnt brown hat shaped like a tengalon hat and has a guitar sized like four violins with strings.

She is dressed in a cheap, lewd leather jacket and has brown hair with loose waves stretching to her shoulders. It was a little bit lighter than Nil's blue eyes.

"I'm Kaido, an adventurer."

"My name is Pepl." As you can see, he's a bard. "

"I want to hear a lot of stories."

"You're a drunken person who wants to talk to a bard."

As the bard Pepl says, a bard in this world is a profession with the image of a player.

In the end, the bard's song, even if it's a lie, can make money if those listening can enjoy it. Therefore, it does not mean that they are all singing the truth, or that they are singing the story of the brow salmon like the urban legend.

Therefore, the information of the bard is not very trustworthy and is often heard in half. In fact, bard often makes a big deal of talking, and everyone knows that they should listen to it in half.

In other words, as an information dealer, it is said that the trustworthiness is low. That's why the city has a profession of informant apart from bard.

The story got a little off the mark, but as Pepl says, those who dare to come to the bard are often seen as drunk.

In short... to the extent that I can't help it, we haven't been able to gather any information.

The reading of Effe was that our movements were communicated to the other side, and they were manipulated so as not to give information...

If the demon king was really watching out for us, it could be twelve. In that case, it was difficult to obtain information from the demon tribe. It means that we were dancing on the palm of the opponent's hand.

Although I had anticipated it to a certain extent, when it moved like this, I was reminded of the power of a huge organization called the Demon Clan.

Unlike the bandits, not only are the numbers under control, but there is a difference that only a few of us can make. It's not like when you're dealing with bandits, it's not like you can do something with just pushing.

As a result, the information of the bard has become a line of request.

Who cares if you see someone so surrounded by pigeons?

Is that so?

You call yourself a bard, or a peple who takes my story with a stubborn (ha-ha) attitude.

"Do you have a bait that pigeons like?"

"I don't have it." If there's anything for the pigeons, I'm eating it. Bard is always short of money. ”

Pigeon bait?

“You can even eat pigeon food.”

It's not a bard joke, it seems to be serious.

"By the looks of it, it looks like the Gigas... you've been in this city a lot?" I mean... it's a funny thing to say. "

"I got a friend card from someone." Sometimes I'm on my way. The city is complicated, but it's beautiful and full of art everywhere you look. ”

"Certainly, the dwarves' skills are being used everywhere in this city."

I think music is different from art, but is there something I still feel? "

Well, yeah.

Saying that, he gently plays the strings and rings the peplum.

"So? You want to ask me something?"

“Yeah. Can I ask you a few questions?”

"Never mind, it's my job to speak up."

I guess the emphasis on the word work is that if you pay, you tell me the information...

I'll take the money out on the spot.

Is this going to make your mouth lighter?

“Words slip like the tone of an instrument.”

"That's good."

It may sound like a slave conversation, but this is a normal exchange. Even a bard can't live without eating what he eats.

“First, may I ask you about recent developments in the Holy Knights?”

It is too hard to get to the point all of a sudden. What we're aiming for is completely obvious.

"The Holy Knights... they really are the worst."

They will destroy whatever they have to leave for future generations. Everything that doesn't fit our values is evil. If that's a person... ”

"I agree with you that the Holy Knights are scum." We've been hurt, too.

What are those scum doing these days? "

"As far as I know, you seem to be quite normal these days." That said, many cities and villages have already been attacked, and the damage is enormous.

Some of the cities I often visit have been ruined, and some of the faces I often see... "

I see...

As far as the Holy Knights were concerned, it seemed that there had been no movement recently, as Naomi had told me.

It is not so easy to make the important thing of invading the world. Even if you try to march, the soldiers will be tired, and the invading city and village will not be left unattended, and it will be necessary to work as a resupply base. That means we can't continue the invasion forever.

It is necessary to establish a truce period as appropriate. That's what I'm talking about now.

There were cases of us interfering with the Dwarfs and Giants, and three people called Paladins were slaughtered. The hole should never be too small. If you think that time is being set aside for the restructuring, including those things... no, at the same time, you should also think that you are moving behind the scenes in the world invasion.

As far as the movement and attitude of the Holy Knights was concerned, few people recognized that it was difficult to hold the world in their hands. They must have thought it would be easier to hold the world in their hands.

However, if you open the lid, you'll see a strong counterattack, led by the Beastmen, in addition to us. I don't think they were able to invade as I thought.

According to the story, in a big city, it seems that they have been fighting the Holy Knights for a long time, and it is better to think of them than you can imagine. It might be that we are returning the sweet thoughts of the area to blank paper and reworking the plan again. No matter what, even if it's not moving right now, the Holy Knights will continue to hurt a variety of things and people.

"For now, I think I'm being quiet, but I don't know how long it will last. Another terrible battle is going to happen everywhere.

I don't know when it's going to be, but I don't think it's that far. ”

Is there a basis for that?

"Be me."

According to Pepl, the flow of weapons has been buoyant in various cities lately.

Not that it was flowing towards the Holy Knights, but that the number of weapons flowing into the big city had increased all at once.

Not only Pepl, but many others feel that it's time to stop the Holy Knights from moving into the city.

And perhaps that prediction is true.

The lords of the city and those close to them procure weapons. I mean, the royals and the nobles.

They have an information network that they can only possess, which is terribly accurate. If you are reading that they are coming, you should definitely come first.

It means that there is no time for relaxation.

When I hear that information, I feel even more impatient.

“I've heard that people who can leave the city are already evacuated.”

“People who can evacuate are still lucky.”

"That's right. I really... hate to hear them."

…………………

Listening to Pepl makes me feel a little depressed. But I knew about the Holy Knights from the beginning. I'm depressed now, but I can't help it.

"So? There's something else I want to ask you, isn't there?"

"Ah. Do you know anything about the demons that are staying in this city?"

"Demons...? What are you going to do when you hear that?" I'm sorry for the trouble. "

“I won't bother you.”

……………

Pepl looks confused about how far he should talk to us.

I can't help but wonder if you can trust us, because Pepl doesn't know how many minutes after we meet. Besides, you're hooked on me telling you that I don't cause any trouble and that I don't want to cause any trouble.

However, if you tell a lie and get the information, if Pepl excludes the possibility of fire powder falling on you, the worst is that Pepl's life will be in danger. That's not good.

Well, I don't think Pepl will believe everything we say, but if they suspect anything, it's better not to tell a lie.

"I think the honest one will lose..."

"I guess that's what happens." But that's the kind of personality. "

"... that's good. It's funny."

That said, Pepl plays a stringed instrument.

"It's important to be funny. Especially for a bard like us."

Pepl is singing his song with some pleasure.

"Our bard's life is like a boat trip without a destiny." On a flat sea with nothing, everything is interesting. That's why we bards are judged by whether it's funny or not.

Of course, there are funny stories because you can make money, but more than that, it's important to know if you think they're funny. ”

"Interesting... I don't think that's what you're going to say..."

"That's because I have my own feelings." I found it interesting. [M] That's all right.

It's just... it's true that I found you guys interesting, and I'm willing to tell you what I know, but that doesn't mean I trusted you guys. "

"I guess that's true."

In short, because I don't trust you, it doesn't mean that you will tell me everything you know, it means that you will tell me about it with the help of Pepl.

I don't think anyone will suddenly believe everything and tell me anything, and the words of the guy who says such things are rather suspicious. It's natural to be so vigilant.

"That's fine." Tell me what you know. ”

"That's right..."

Pepl says that she is troubled by tapping her chin with her index finger.

"I don't know that much."

Demons don't try to relate to other races than the Dwarfs.

However, since I am involved with the Dwarfs, I will not be able to obtain any information at all.

So, what do you want to ask? "

"... do you have any idea about the demons who might be able to talk to us?"

"Talk...?... That's a pretty tricky question."

Pepl's reaction also shows that the demons who are staying in this Zaghumbelle are not the ones who can talk.

"There are not many demons in this city who talk to anyone."

"In that way, doesn't that mean nothing?"

"There are some weirdos inside." To the best of my knowledge, there is only one demon tribe that is willing to actively listen to me. "

Really?!

"Well, it depends on your luck if we meet."

"What do you mean...?"

"The name of the demon tribe I'm talking about is Soinujaf." A Windigo man. ”

Windigo...

Four of the highest demonic peaks called the Four Demon Generals, a name that only appeared once in Heine's story. One of them must have been this Windigo.

Characteristics include small size, long limbs, extreme catbacks, and deer-like horns.

I haven't actually seen it, but it seems like I'm good at moving fast.

I don't think a man named Soinujaf is specialised in battle in this city, but I think we should expect him to fight and escort us.

From what Pepl said, I don't think it's going to be a fight... but I think we should be careful.

So... it depends on luck?

"Even when Soinujaf comes to this city, he doesn't stay in a fixed place, he walks around a lot.

I communicate with a variety of people, so if you're lucky, you might meet them. ”

You're staying in this city, aren't you?

“I don't know. I heard you were staying two days ago, but I don't know if you're still staying. I don't know everything about Soinujaf."

"Still, thank you."

"Well then, what are you going to do when you hear it... your imagination is swelling."

Saying that, Pepl chuckles and sings again.

Can I just do one more thing?

Is there something?

"... do you know how to enter the demon world?"

The demon world...

When I heard about the demon race and the demon world, I thought it was all about what to do, but I couldn't help but ask.