Isekai Ryouridou

Genos is a territory of Selva, the kingdom of the west.

It is a borderline town at the foot of the undisclosed mountain Morga, a slightly southernmost location of the vast printed kingdom.

However, even in the territory of the kingdom Selva, even in the category of periphery, it can be said that it is a stronghold when it comes to trade and distribution because of its very close proximity to the friendly countries Jagal, the Kingdom of the South, and Sim, the Kingdom of the East.

The climate is also warm and rich in water, even with very fertile farm areas from its grace.

Mostly known as the Stone Capital is the castle town in the heart of its territory.

They're not allowed to enter that castle town protected by a sturdy stone wall without a pass.

To the north is the orchard managed by the nobility, while to the south is the farm managed by the small-scale peasants.

Stone streets stretch straight from south to north - even along those streets, the camp of the inhabitants was unfolding - in the form of a left-right partition of the territory of Genos and the mountains of Morga, which had turned them upside down.

A rough and wild lodging town where numerous travellers and merchants freely cross between the castle town and the narrow section of the farm.

That was the lodging town of Genos.

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"Wow..." it didn't even sound like a decent word at first.

He attacked the suspension bridge of fear with his life, and then just walked for half an hour, and suddenly the world opened up.

Even considering the journey from the house, I'm only walking which distance I've been for roughly an hour.

As far as my physical sense is concerned, it's not that different from my journey to the Lew family.

Even though it is...

The world was changing.

"This guy... you surprise me... I feel like I've stepped into another world..."

Even if my language skills are finally restored, only such out-of-target words emerge.

But that's how the world was transformed and finished.

"What do you need to be surprised at? The people of the woodland dwell on that woodland to protect their western territory from Gibba. Then it would make sense that just west of the settlement is the territory of the stone capital"

And that's how a few still grumpy Ey-Fa voices responded, but such a one-sided logic couldn't have put me off to amazement.

Forestside people who wear giva fur and make it their business to run through the woods and hunt giva.

How can such a territory of civilization exist, and so forth, right next to its brave hunters' settlement, and so easily be accepted?

The building is still wooden.

But not only the bungalow, many of which were two-story.

It's much bigger than the settlement, and it's so well built.

At the foot, a white cobblestone is laid.

This is the street of stone.

The road width is about ten meters. Dressed in dense buildings, it stretches straight north and south everywhere.

And there it was - full of humans.

Indeed, different men were dressed as hunters, and they were overflowing there.

There is a little fat man with a barrel shaped little hat on his head, a yellow torso with lots of milky white trousers, a big cage on his back and walking because of it.

On her upper body, with only her breasts on, she walks like a loose shawl on her shoulder, wrapped with a long cloth from her hips down to her ankles, a woman not as good as Vina-Loux but colourful.

A camel-colored fur different from Gibba's is tailored to the top, with a waistroll and leather sandal at the foot, an outfit slightly similar to that of the folks by the woods, but a big man with a hand axe and a leather bag lowered at the waist walks slightly.

So much so that it would not be obvious to explain one by one - there were so many different people there.

Skinny old man wrapped like a turban around his head and dressed in dark gray long clothes.

Children running around in crude cloth clothes.

Men who seemed to bend over half naked and loaded.

Men who concealed their faces with hooded capes, apparently a travel costume bundle.

The color of the skin is mostly ivory like Japanese, or yellowbrown that burns more often in the sun.

but the hair color is not necessarily black, the tea lineage from black brown to chestnut is mainstream, the faces are all deeply carved and have different tastes than the orientals I know.

Besides, there was also a mixture of reddish, white-skinned humans and more dark-skinned humans than the forest people.

The stone streets were flooded with such a wide variety of people.

The building is perfectly dense side-by-side, and people are hurrying their way cleverly to keep your shoulders from crashing.

I was stunned by the density of the people and the buildings, as well as the diversity of the race.

"Wow - what the hell!

From between those human flocks, an elongated object protruding for about a meter all the way up and down approached us.

"You're a Totos scarebird," says Ai-Fa, abandoning it like it's nothing.

It was a bird monster that made the ostrich even more gigantic, wondering if it would be three meters long.

A long neck just like an ostrich, on a round body, a thick leg - though its entire body is wrapped in dark brown feathers.

The sharp couch has a leather belt, a cordon wrapped around the base of his neck, and the only thing that pulls it off is a big man with yellow-brown skin, wearing a cloth wrapped hat and hips.

On the left and right of the bird and the torso of the dot, a large load wrapped with cloth was lowered.

"This one painting only has an inn. The open air is further north."

"Wait a minute - wait a minute, Ai-Fa"

I had caught Ey-Fa's hand reflexively trying to get into the crowd.

An eye-fa trying to shake it off with an angry face, looks at me like a little.

"What's up, Asta? Her complexion is bright blue. You feel bad, too?

"I'm fine. I'm fine... but just give me a minute"

I closed my eyes all the while I felt Ey-Fa's temperature at my fingertips.

My head shakes and I have trouble breathing. When he realized, his heart beat violently, and his temple vessels pulsed frighteningly in the same rhythm as it did.

My reason - sanity - is rejecting this scenario.

This place is too, too different worlds.

Even Moribe was far enough from my world. It's only fiction in me to be a clan wrapped in prey fur and hunting beasts in the woods.

But I wonder - the people of the woods, who dealt with steel weapons, built tree houses, and flamed flames, were also people of a clean civilization. The life was with nature, and somehow, it might have been stronger to feel like it had gone all the way to the great secret depths of dense forests rather than to the other worlds.

But this lodging town, it wasn't.

The building is wooden but the ground is stoned and well maintained. People don't burn their eyes like beasts, they enjoy a peaceful life, and they still rush their way across.

I knew this was happening.

This place looked a lot like the world I was in.

I'm sure there's no electricity or anything going through it, and steel technology hasn't gone that far. I guess the level of civilization is that of the Middle Ages, just like by the woods.

Still, it was like my world.

Similar, but therefore too different worlds.

I guess this isn't within stone walls, it's just a rough, cluttered street lodging town - but still, it's a "town".

They get food in commerce, not hunting, they're "people in town".

That kind of similarity to my world was what was confusing and confusing me.

(This isn't the world I was in, after all. I don't know how I ended up in a different world. I'm no longer - I can't go back to my world -)

"Asta," he said, exerting a strong force behind his neck.

I have been drawn to my body for a long time and there are signs that I can put my mouth under my ear.

"Are you all right? If you don't feel well, lie down a little. You... you look like you're gonna die."

"It's... it's okay. I'm just a little dazzled..."

Half unconscious, I open my eyelids about time.

At a surprisingly close distance, he had the blue eyes of Ai-Fa.

The scent of Ai-Fa is flowing through my nostrils, which were paralyzed by too many people.

The smell of meat faded slightly due to the release of Kama from which number, the scent of Ai-Fa - sweet fruit and a strong scent of sober vanilla, still the scent of Ai-Fa that I feel most comfortable with, heals my paralyzed head one by one.

(Speaking of which... I still don't know who this sweet scent is...)

If you smell Leelo's vanilla, Pico's irritating odor, and meat and fat, you can feel it from all the people and houses around the woods.

But I've never felt this sweet smell from anybody or anywhere.

(I wonder what it is. That smells strange. I know it's probably fruit, but how come only ii-fa smells like this...)

They hold my fingertips back all the time, and such thoughts scatter in my head.

"Are you sure you're okay? Don't push it.... Do you see me?

"I see it - it's really okay. It's all right now."

My vision is rapidly becoming clearer.

Other than the eyes, the blurry eye-fa face contours perfectly. Thin, neat nose muscles, smooth brown cheeks, pink little lips, golden brown hair on my forehead, etc. are touched by my retina with a definite presence, and the fingertips and back of my neck on my right hand touched by Ey-Fa start to heat up.

The feeling of stiff cobblestone came back to my feet, which I didn't rely on fluffy, and I was finally able to return to reality.

"You finally have the light back in your eyes. What the hell is going on, Asta?"

Let go of my hand from the back of my neck and pull my body.

He still held my fingertips, so I could rest my already worn heart.

"It's a little hard to explain. This lodging town has a similar atmosphere to the world that I know… it has a similar atmosphere but completely different towns and people, so something confused my mind."

Like elementary school students presented with elusive equations, Ai-Fa shrugs her eyebrows.

"I don't know, you looked terrible. Don't worry too much about me."

To be frank, I accidentally made my eyes black and white.

Ai-Fa turns a blind eye and gently releases her hand from my fingertips.

"If you feel any better, we're headed to the dewstore. Never leave me."

"Okay. I'll cuddle from behind again if I have to."

Ai-fa has kicked my leg with relentless force that has finally recovered enough to slap me lightly.