Chapter 18: 18 Merchant Guard

hours after a morning incident. Shuiming was currently dressed in local clothes he had previously bought at a clothing store, carrying on one hand a treated bag he had brought from the other world, outside a tall wall surrounding the outer perimeter of the metail.

After finishing his preparations at the inn, Mizumi picked up breakfast and crushed his spare time until the merchant's departure time. Refile couldn't say goodbye or make a proper apology while he was out - well, he left the inn in time for the rally that if he was on edge, he would see him again.

And I'm here now, finishing all kinds of formalities in the stuffing room by the castle gate.

This side of the street, which leads from the castle gate, is the meeting point with the merchant squad that made the request.

But before that.

Then he turns back from there and looks up at it, leaning there without a thing.

A defensive wall that has always defended the king's capital, Metail. This was the first time I had seen it up close.

This is the huge protection that surrounds the outer circumference of the Metail.

It's a wall to protect the city, not the royal castle, but this is also what we call a castle wall and it's not different. In the other world, the Middle Ages built castle walls around towns of the same type as fortifications and castle guards, dominating them as defenses.

For this reason, there is also a convex portion Marlon at the top of the outer wall installed to prevent arrows, and a concave portion embryo for hanging arrows.

I suppose this world is also protecting the city from the imminent foreign enemies - the army, each armed force, and wild demons when it comes to what is unique to this world.

But...

(As Dorothea said about the new material, looks like you have no defense against magic)

and I remember Dorothea's words as I looked at the walls. Exactly, what is used on the wall to protect the Metail is different from what was used in the Alliance's training grounds to resist magic.

An ancient concrete, like that used for pantheon, just covered with gray brick. Perhaps the supposedly magically resistant are new materials recently discovered, so there is no reason why they are used in historic cities, and because of their small quantity, they have not been repaired.

"This, then, must be the end if you get gunned down for powerful magic"

If exposed to aggressive magic, substances with no surgical defense or strength will break quickly. The stone wall would be even worse if it was a little technologically advanced.

Contrary to its greatness, I also feel uncomfortable as something that is in this world. Because no matter how big it is, what breaks breaks breaks.

... Well, it doesn't make sense to worry about that, but Shuiming shakes her head. It has nothing to do with the defense of the city. It's that I have my own walls, and I can't help but watch them forever.

When I shook off the thoughts I put on the walls that way and looked at the nearby field, there was a crowd there.

A group of people in normal but beautiful clothes and an armed group of around twenty. The numbers add up to dozens of people. In addition, there are several carriages.

I can no longer say it's a moving settlement. It was - it was the merchant army that I was aiming for right now.

Commercial Corps (Caravan). In the other world, multiple merchants and transporters work together to protect merchants and goods from looting and assault, which is a danger in a long section of the transport route.

The leader of the caravan works for a wholesaler who roughly connects the city with a city called a trader to wholesale goods to the local trader to obtain a sheath of interest, and the crew consists of people under that trader or pedestrians gathered to hear the move.

(Well, how that sounds)

The appearance coincides with what I imagined from the knowledge I gained over there. As far as that gathering in front of me is concerned, it doesn't seem to be anything different from the other world, either.

It's just a difference that seems to solidify around with a fair number of armed groups, can I say.

If you look, you can also see a few warriors and wizards dressed in armor. That's also what a swordsman looks like for a woman like Lephire.

Less than twenty, but still a lot.

We have to have quite a few escorts, perhaps because of the existence of what I said was a monster, a danger peculiar to this world.

This is a place where civilization is also low and where there are different threats than beyond. If some force is not aligned, it is such a world that inter-city, even inter-state journeys are irresistible, and it is not such a place that it is easy to take one shot and travel by plane or rail, like that world over there.

One well-maintained road leads to the next town. There can't be an exterior light or anything, and it would take a lot of work to secure a water field or accommodation.

With that in mind, I feel like once again I know how easy it was to live in that world over there.

With one roaring at the difference in convenience inconvenience like that, Shuiming walks over to a well-widened merchant-style man who was in the crowd.

If the story at reception fits, the client who made the request to Xiao Dark Pavilion seems to be this guy and make no mistake.

"Can I help you?

"My name is Swimey Yakagi and I belong to the Adventurer Guild Night Dark Pavilion. I was asked to escort this merchant company today."

When I state the greeting of the encounter in that clerical tone, the merchant man turns his face, which was frigid, all the time into a good face, and returns it.

"Oh, this is polite. My name is Galeo and I'm putting this merchant squad together. You're the goat that deals with healing magic. Thank you for taking this request. Thank you for your journey to Kranto City and for any injuries."

"No, it's nice to meet you"

Hold back the hand offered and end the exchange so calm.

But soon, Galeo turned a slightly puzzling gaze.

"The goat, which we hear is a wizard, has its origins..."

"Is this it?

"Yeah, yeah. I don't care what you think. I'm not dressed like that..."

In due course, are you confused?

"Haha, I don't really like dressing like a wizard."

And when I say with a laugh made without unnaturalness, Galeo turns his gaze toward a turning point.

"Well, how the hell did that happen?

"Somehow, when I stiffened it to a bee in a wizard's outfit, it felt great"

Yes, that was the unapologetic opinion that Mizuming thought when he saw the wizard of this world. I walked out of town in the past few days until I joined this request, but I also had the opportunity to see its folds, wizards and wizard guilds.

That's the impression I got then. Some, great, he said.

I certainly don't say that every wizard I've ever seen is, and I'm not saying that's bad. But it still feels like imitating it as I'm still halfway down the road, and I can feel it.

Just because you keep yourself in mystery doesn't mean you're great or of high human value.

Besides, when I saw you say oh, I remembered an old fashioned and prestigious mage who was also in the other world, and I wasn't always willing to dress like a wizard, even if there was a reaction around me.

... Is that also because I have seen a magician named Father or Alliance Lord?

They are also extraordinarily special.

"Oh, did I?... No, to tell you the truth, I don't really like people who say that either. I always have a respectable attitude when it comes to you."

"Really? I knew my skin wasn't right."

"No, no, I know. I am delighted to have a wizard who is polite with me."

"Oh, by the way, I'm bringing my wand and stuff properly, so don't worry"

Exactly, though this is a bright red lie.

"Oh, really? Then you have nothing to worry about. Regards on the road"

"Yes."

When this one replied, Galeo also cut up the conversation early and went to the other merchants.

I guess there are other steps. Before we leave. I can't help but keep the summarizer busy.

Such a fold, a familiar voice hung from behind.

"... what if it's Suimei?

"Huh? Ah, Mr. Grakis?

Turning around, there was, for some reason, the appearance of Lephire Grakis, who wasn't supposed to be here.

Driven by skepticism, ask.

"Why are you here? Surely Mr. Grakis' departure was much later?

Yes, it was that question that sprung up.

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When I was staying at the inn, she was staying at the same inn, so naturally I had the opportunity to talk to her several times, but I heard at that time that her departure was still ahead of me for various reasons.

Nonetheless, why is it such a style as traveling here? It is doubtful.

Then, Refill nodded.

"Oh, I did, but the request I received two days ago is a good addition to my thoughts. I saved money faster than I expected, and I rolled up my plans."

"So you said you needed it. Any more expenses?

"Oh, no more problems"

When asked, Refill smiles calmly.

In her story at the Inn, she said it wasn't until she made money at Metail that she headed to the Empire because she needed travel and initial expenses to enter the Magic House.

As for travel expenses, he said the amount spent on the Magic House was high and he couldn't go immediately, but I guess that was such a highly rewarding request that it would be eliminated.

"... by the way, what kind of request was that?

"It's a demon crusade. A powerful demon suddenly appeared just a short distance from here. Once we came to discuss it, it was an urgent request, so the reward was high."

"A powerful demon?

Ask and ask what concerns you. Did something like that come out while this one was looking for a job as an escort?

"That's right. Semi-Giant."

"Semi-Giant..."

"Oh."

... say so, and Refile doesn't talk any more. No description.

They're talking in a way that I know.

"What do you mean...?

"... hmm? You don't know Suimei? It's a semi-giant, isn't it?

"Yes, where I was, there was no such thing."

"Oh, really... no, yeah... that's what happens..."

Surprisingly, you can't help but look surprised. This one is still a stranger with little common sense. There are many things I don't know. As long as it's named Giant, it's presumed to be a giant, but fulfilled.

"Yeah. The semi-giant is a substream of the giant species. Monocular, a monster of a magnitude inferior to that of a true giant, but still generally regarded as powerful. He's the kind of guy who lets his arm say things, and if he's in one piece, he falls as easy as a small fort. That's right... it often comes up in fairy tales, but are you an unfamiliar demon in the east..."

"Yeah, well.... or you were knocking that down, Mr. Grakis."

A little twitch mixes in with the exclamation breath I vomited. It would be a pretty dangerous category to drop one fort. She explained to me pale, but isn't this girl equivalent around defeating such a thing and not boasting or excited?

"Well, I'm not alone. I've put together a few crusaders to take them down, so it's a trivial thing for me to do."

Be modest, but calm down. I can't accept it on par.

But...

"By the way, is that so much that comes out?

Semi-Giant. Imagine a monster turning down the cyclops in the story, throwing such questions around. All of a sudden, but what about it?

Waiting for a refil answer while I ask you to spare me the story that such was a frequent world to come and go.

"No, if it's a trinket, it's not even something like Semi-Giant that comes out that way. In the first place, there's no environment around here where that kind of thing happens."

Did the coincidence overlap? With that in mind, Lephire did.

"But it's hard to say by chance. It's what came out of it."

"Hmm..."

... Lephir, turn your thoughts to the words. According to material that did consider the demonic ecology that was in the castle, there were about two or three theories about the occurrence of powerful demons.

A theory of natural occurrence or mutation in which a powerful demon suddenly emerges as a result of the occurrence of a natural precipitating phenomenon, and then a theory in which a less intelligent demon born when the demon creates a family, is defined as a powerful demon.

Personally, I thought the last theory was the one with the most credibility. The former two are highly coincidental, but only because the last one seems to be anything, so...

"There's a demon clan"

I don't know where Refill fought that semi, but in the latter case, that's what he would say.

But is it because it was a whine? I haven't heard back.

"Mr. Grakis?

"... oh, maybe"

- That kind of, if you look at the late consent, there's a refil with his gaze on one point somewhere.

There is a shadow in his eyes that strikes and changes from refreshing to negative.

What happened to the current conversation? A coma burial fire is lit.

...... you notice this one whimpering your eyebrows, refir taking away the much gloomy toga.

"Nothing. Never mind."

"Ha..."

I guess it's something that makes her feel better.

With that in mind, responding with confusion to Refill, she suddenly seemed to be in a way that was not difficult to say.

"Um..."

……

The voice was not Rin's voice until just now. Yes, some shy, disappearing call issued by an age-appropriate girl.

"What's wrong?

"No, the... right"

……

Refile tends to hesitate. If you look closely, your face is faintly red. What is the matter? Leaning to peek slightly into his neck, he made up his mind.

"Well, I'm sorry about the morning. I ran into him, and he showed me something ugly..."

Refil gasps in embarrassment as he leans down. They cut the morning thing out of the other side.

I'm sorry, but there's something wrong with this one. That is.

"Uh, no... I'm sorry I was careless this way. I should have been more careful because I'm the bend."

"No, that's bad because I wasn't looking around. It's not like you care. I'm sorry."

Refile shook his neck sideways saying it wasn't and apologized for overlapping.

Ask her that.

"... Um, is something wrong?

"That's... sorry"

"... No, this was a lame question. Forget about it now."

I can't talk. I give up asking Lefir, who speaks so, neatly and without eating down, the answer.

That's the situation in the morning. It would be something in there that I don't even know if I could ask. I'm curious, but just so you know, root digging leaf digging is wild.

"So, I'm gonna say hello to this merchant squad wrapper, too."

Couldn't stand the air in the field? That's what he said. Refill didn't even hear back, and he went to Sushi and Galeo.

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