Different World Slow Life Begun at the Smith

Are you hurt?

I ask Samija as I run over to her and the woman.

"Yeah. I'm fine, she's fine.

"I see.

I'm relieved and look at the woman. I couldn't help but think that there was a possibility that this woman was doing something wrong and the men I had cut down were some kind of government officials.

I cut them down, huh? For the first time, I used something I made for myself in the way it was meant to be used. Of course, I've never killed anyone in my previous world. I was afraid that I might have some more conflicts before I cut it down, but I was able to cut it down easily, even with the help of the abilities I received as a cheat. I'm sure there's a dull heaviness somewhere in my heart, but it's not the kind of regret or fear. That's what makes it all the more eerie to me. I used to feel so much remorse about my creations hurting someone without their knowledge.

"What's wrong, Eizo? Did you get hurt?

Samija looks into my face with concern. I said.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you.

I smiled awkwardly back.

"Well, sweetheart.

I ask the woman who had been attacked. She was wearing nothing on her shining head of golden hair, and since I didn't take a good look at her, she looked like an ordinary traveler, but the cloak made it difficult to see her, and she was wearing a breastplate, chain mail, and shin guards. No, he was probably wearing only the minimum equipment to make it look like ordinary traveling clothes. If you close the front of the cloak, you can hardly see the armored parts.

Can you tell us who you are and why you were being attacked?

"......

I'm sure you have your reasons and you don't want to talk about them, but after killing so many people, you need to have a reason for it or you'll be in trouble when the guards interrogate us. So, why don't you help us out and tell us?

The woman is staring into my eyes. She has beautiful amber eyes. She has a strong nose and eyes, and I'd say she's probably one of the most beautiful women in the world. But her face looks familiar. An actress from a Western movie in a previous world.

"First of all, thank you for your help.

After a while, the woman began to speak, as if she had made up her mind to speak.

My name is Deanna Amour. My name is Deanna Aimour. I used to live in the city, but due to various reasons, I was sent to live with a certain person. However, I was attacked by my pursuers just as I was reaching there. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come along.

A family man. If that's the case, I wonder if all this is the mess Camilo was talking about with the higher nobility. I glanced at Samija to see if this young lady was lying, and she shook her head sideways. It seems she's not lying.

"I see. I see what you mean. So, what do we do with it?

I look at the corpse I've left a short distance away. If you hide it, the patrol will come if you wait too long. On the other hand, if you want to let people know, you can wait for the patrol. I'm a little afraid of myself for thinking so calmly, but I can't say that.

"Let's hide it.

As I hesitated, a woman, Deanna, said to me.

You're sure? You're not an ordinary bandit, are you?

Yes. They're pursuers, so we can buy some time until we find out they've been defeated.

In the meantime, we should be able to get to a certain someone. ......

Yes.

It's not that the pursuer is necessarily a bad guy, but it's a boat we're on.

All right, let's get them into the woods. Rieke, I'm sorry, but I need you to pull the cart.

"Yes, sir.

I instructed Rike to do so, but I didn't want to put the body on the cart. I don't want to put the body on the cart, I want to carry it into the forest while Rike goes to get it.

Samija, help me.

Sure.

I'm sorry.

What are you talking about? It's a little late for that.

Deanna and I will take the body by the arm and drag it through the woods. That way it's harder to tell if it's a wolf and we don't get blood on us. We never thought we'd have to do what we were talking about.

If we drag it out as fast as we can, it won't take long. In about half an hour we were in the same situation we had witnessed two weeks ago. At the edge, but in the woods. The patrolling guards wouldn't be peeking. By this time, Rike had returned with the cart.

"Okay, so we're going home, but first, Deanna. Before we go home, Deanna, can you tell me about a certain person? I might be able to help you.

When I said that, Deanna looked confused. Well, it's not every day you can talk to a stranger, even if he saved your life. But then she opened her mouth.

He's the one my brother told me about, but he lives in the middle of nowhere.

I see. I wonder if there are people like me.

I heard that he's recently moved to this area.

I see. So he's in a similar situation to me. I'm a little curious about this guy.

"A very skilled smith. ......

Hmm?

My brother's knife and sword were made by him, and he said he'd have them adjusted when he was finished with the case.

"Um, Deanna. I'm not sure if your brother's name is Marius and he used to be a guard in the city down the road.

When I asked in a polite tone, Deanna replied.

"Yes. How do you know that Marius Albert Amur is my brother?

How do you know that Marius Albert Amour is my brother?" She replied with a puzzled look on her face.