Unnamed Most Powerful Mage (WEB Version)

The house, guided by Lilina, was very unlikely to be splendid in appearance.

I have heard that in this world, where the cultural level is inferior to that of the Middle Ages, houses are basically made of wood, and that bricks and the like are used in regions, such as lords and other halls.

"Yuma, will you wait a moment?

That's what Lilina told me when she showed me to the door of the house, and I nod.

I'm sure you haven't explained introducing me to my parents yet.

After a while Lilina came out the door.

Yuma, come in.

"Okay."

I slid through the poorly fitted wooden door at the door and stepped into the house as I replied.

And I look inside a house that's dirtier than I imagined, and I didn't put it on my face, but I sigh inside.

I was watching it from the outside and noticed, but when I get inside the house, I know very well.

Because there were few windows, the house was dim and the kitchen floor was on the ground, and it smelled like dirt.

I went up to the room when I took off the grass shoes I had devised and made.

The floor of the room is made of wood, but it makes noise because poor quality wood is used.

The hunter didn't think he'd been treated so badly, although he didn't hear it was windy around.

It made me sad to see houses with only two rooms just to hear that the house I live in was an average local rural house and to see that it was a tough world for migrants from outside again.

Only one window existed in the deepest room that was guided by Lilina, incorporating light and feeling just a little brighter in the room.

A man slept on the futon they put there.

Men look older than I saw them before.

Previously, when I moved in, I didn't think I'd lost enough weight to get my cheeks so far.

All the clothes on it are rubbed off.

The shades are coming off quite a bit, and I don't think it's in good condition.

The arms you can see from between the futons are also quite thin.

Is it properly nourished? And I get worried.

You noticed I was here, and after you turned your gaze on me, Mr. Yankle woke up only his upper body.

"I'm sorry you're dressed like this... Yuma, it's been like five years?

I snort at Mr. Yankle's words.

I've seen Mr. Yankle from afar, but I haven't talked like this in about five years.

"Actually, I need a favor from you... go-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho"

Mr. Yankle coughed with his hand on his mouth.

From what I've seen, the symptoms look pretty bad.

In the current state, I thought it would be hard for me to talk, so I decided to finish the conversation briefly.

"So what is a favor?

I don't know what Mr. Yankle asked me to do right now.

You know you can have kids like me...

That's what I think.

"Actually, I want my daughter to teach me how to hunt. I've always watched you hunt approaching animals as you go to the river with your sister every day. So why don't you tell my daughter how to hunt?

I listen to Mr. Yankle and think.

Basically, it is forbidden for women to enter the forest.

Yet you can teach Lilina how to hunt?

rather than. Lilina can't do it because she uses my hunting methods and magic.

So here it is.

"Does that mean it's hard for Mr. Yankle to teach himself?

To my inquiry he nodded, peeling off a futon made of fur and showing it to me.

"... this is..."

My leg is unnaturally broken and the affected area is discolored to purple.

And from the broken end, it's bright blue and I can't see the blood going through it.

I haven't even gotten to the necrosis yet, but that would be only a matter of time.

"Exactly. I ran away when I met Talsnote in the woods, but he fell off a cliff. Fortunately, we were able to return to the village..."

"This will keep you from moving."

I put my arms together as I said.

Speaking of which, when I was teaching my kids to study in church today, I think I heard a story about the amount of meat being distributed to each household being reduced.

I didn't particularly care, but the problem is... it's not lagging, it's decreasing.

That means someone is hunting.

And now I can only see Mr Yankle and his daughter, Mr Lilina, in this House.

"Excuse me, may I ask you a few questions?

Mr. Yankle had his eyes open to the words of my children, but now I don't care.

"Where's your wife now?

Mr. Yankle turned away from my words.

I mean, that's the thing.

You can't pay taxes for not being able to hunt.

In other words, you will lose your position in the village.

If you do poorly, you could get kicked out of the village.

So I guess you're hiding and your wife's doing some hunting shit.

But only men are allowed to hunt, and it is forbidden for women to hunt in this world, which is male supremacy.

It is also said that it is because it buys the wrath of the mountain gods, but in fact it is not.

Because neither the Church nor the State has recognized the entry of women into men's fields of activity.

And yet, sexually, wanting Lilina, a woman, to teach hunting means breaking that prohibition.

In other words, Mr. Yankle hasn't talked to the chief of the Alai village about this.

I don't think this is something I should take in one place.

"I'm sorry. You can't let me break village discipline."

Yes, breaking village discipline and rules on my side can be annoying to my family.

I was able to teach my children to study because I persuaded the Church priest Ukal with a dictation.

Because in the future, I'm just teaching you to study in my presence to help you develop your village.

"... well... sorry I couldn't"

I guess Mr. Yankle guessed everything when he heard the exchange of words with me and the response.

I gave him a discouraged look to see.

"- Why?... Why?

Lilina grabs my arm and looks up.

He had tears in his eyes with an anxious look.

"... so much... how can you not know so many things?

Lilina comes to me desperately.

For them of the migrants, no, I know I'm the only one who can get away with it for her...

"Lilina, listen to me till the end."

and I spin my words slowly like I teach a child.

Yes. I have a problem teaching women how to hunt.

But if a man hunts, no problem.

Then? What do I do...... the answer is out there.

I just wanted to practice magic and body surgery for real.

"Mr. Yankle, does anyone outside your family know about that body injury?

Mr. Yankle will shake his head and answer my words.

This means that no one but his family knows that Mr. Yankle was seriously injured by a fracture.

It may be felt thin, but fortunately your wife seems to be critically deluded thanks to her hunting.

Then there is the beating of the hand.

Now all you have to do is say that Mr. Yankle has made me his apprentice and that I have hunted for the part of the prey that his wife has hunted.

"Would you like to sign with me, Mr. Yankle? If you sign a contract, I'll take your prey instead of Mr. Yankle."

It takes the form of putting them into their weakness, but we just have to convince them.

If it's true, I don't want to take this approach...

"What do you mean?

Mr. Yankle is suspicious of the term my contract.

Well... I've heard that adventurers do their jobs on request.

I don't think I can help being suspicious.

But I just have to convince you here.

"It's a simple story. Can you make me Mr. Yankle's apprentice as a hunter apprentice? That way, I will also hunt the prey that your wife is hunting for by breaking the village code..."

Mr. Yankle nodded after thinking about my proposal for a while.