Isekai Ryouridou

The next day is the fifteenth day of the blue moon.

Ever since the beginning of that day, there have been events that should also be called signs of anomaly.

When we went down to Inn Town in the usual time, the people on the street were freaking out.

It was when we rented the stall at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion that we learned why.

"Apparently, along this street, a militia of Genos is conducting something called an exercise. I guess the people in town are getting anxious because it's not very common."

Terrier-Mass, who describes it that way, still had an unsettling look on his face.

"Is this a militia exercise? But you didn't see it."

"Yes. You don't seem to be stepping into town. It's just that there are so many soldiers outside the town that they can fill the streets."

Sure, that was an unusual event, but as far as I'm concerned, I didn't even know what to be anxious about.

"What the hell kind of exercise is an exercise? I remember hearing it was going to take place in a martial arts club."

"Yes. The arena, they say, is also called the practice field. I've never even heard of the militia doing exercises on the streets."

Terrier-Mass was sighing with a very unreliable face.

Although the stall had already been handed over, it wasn't sneaky to keep breaking up, so I decided to shake another topic.

"I'll change the story, how's Levi doing? It's been about six days since I started working at Kimmus' Tail Pavilion."

"Ah, yes. Now I'm totally familiar with it. Levi seems to have a good reputation for customers because of his ease and skill in conversation."

Occasionally I let the blood run through its cheeks, but Terrier-Mass was still smiling happily.

"Even if you're a bit of a rough customer, Levi doesn't have anything to be afraid of. I think my father would love to have more men."

"Really? That's above all."

It was also a very pleasant story for me that Levi, who is generally in a position to be called a bad boy, works in a legitimate place and is duly appreciated. Even though he was someone he didn't even know his name until recently, he was also someone he'd been with for over a year now. It was quite a strange edge for him to start working at Kimmus' Tail Pavilion like that.

In the meantime, while I'm happy that Terrier-Mass smiled at me, I'll be behind Kimmus's Tail Pavilion.

The next words exchanged were Dora's father and Tara, who were in business in the outdoor area. Dora's father was puffy and angry as he prepared the vegetables for his order.

"Oh, you street soldiers. It was hard for them to get in the way and come out to the lodging town. I don't know if it's an exercise, but I want you to think about the inconvenience."

"Well, there was an exercise going on between Dareim and the Inn Town."

"Oh. Right in front of Dalaim and in front of Inn Town. I know some bandits attacked us, but we haven't been touched like that. I don't know what you're thinking."

My father was angry, but Tara was smiling. When the conversation breaks down that way, he says, "Hey."

"Asta, come on, it was the order Limi-Lew would do the stall job today, wasn't it?

"Oh, yeah, I am. I think they're delivering meat and food to the inn by now."

"Yay! I'll be at the stall later, Tara!

It will be roughly once every three days that Limi-Luu comes down to the boarding town. Tara looks forward to that day every time.

I could go to a certain space with a very smiling feeling.

That's where I was waiting for a group of guards.

Our stalls are over the northern edge, so we were able to confirm the appearance of soldiers densely in the streets.

"Oh, this is a lot, isn't it?"

That's what Yamil-Ray said as he prepared his stall.

Since the outdoor area has been expanded at the Easter fold, dozens of meters of blank space have been created on the other side of the Blue Sky Dining Room, which is the northern end. The guards were standing in line at the same place. Probably a few hundred people. To the soldiers in perfect alignment, it was like a captain human being was voicing something.

(If it's the same thing right in front of Dalaim and in front of the Inn Town, don't be a lot of people)

This certainly makes it natural for the people of the town to be bothered. Usually, the militias and the like only had the opportunity to see the guards patrolling the Inn Town.

"What the hell is it? Will something bad happen...?

Let Tour-Din, who looks worried, laugh at me and say, "It's okay."

"If anything happens, the announcement should be turned around properly. I wonder if I'm just doing exercises so I can work properly when I have to."

That was a whole lot of wishful language for me, but at the same time it was the heart of no multiplication. If Dora's father was right, for example, that a large band of bandits was approaching, there would be no reason to hide it from the people in town. It should be a natural course of action to turn the announcement around properly and raise the alarm.

(I wonder what the hell it is. Ever since Wang Du's audit team returned, it has always been peaceful)

So I remembered what happened yesterday.

It is about strange interactions with Arishna. The ornament entrusted to me by Alishna was placed in a lumbar compartment and was carried with care.

(Are you saying Arishna took care of the amulet for me because there were some signs of danger? But then how can you not tell me why)

And that was the same thing to try to make this militia of Genos.

Don't try to reveal why while showing unusual movements. In those parts, Alishna and the militia saw similarities.

(Hmm. But I don't know if that might have anything to do with this. Do we have to wait for Arishna to reveal the circumstances)

With such a moisturizing feeling in my heart, I was set to start doing business that day.

The guests are pushing us along as usual, not even in the disturbing air the soldiers bring. When the first peak of the morning passed, a group of architects also showed up at a time that seemed to have anticipated it.

"If you think it's kind of noisy, was this what happened? I haven't even noticed this kind of noise since I got to work this morning."

The soldiers are working on an exercise about a few meters from the Blue Sky Dining Room. I didn't see what you were doing, but it doesn't look like you're swinging a knife for now.

"I wonder what exercise you need in such a peaceful town. I can't believe I'm going to attack Jagal or Sims."

"Don't let anything foolish slip through. If we turn Jagal and Sims against our enemies, how do the Genos keep doing business?

Balan's old man glanced at Aldous with a nasty eye.

"It's a joke," laughs Aldas, shrugging his thick shoulders.

"But if a Genos soldier takes on, it's about the Bandits at best, right? Mahdra and Zerad, where Selva is hostile, are places in Totos for a month. If we don't crush the towns and fortifications on the road, we won't be able to reach Genos, so there's no way there's going to be a war here."

"Hmm. Then you're practicing against the Bandits."

"Is that right? Well, it doesn't matter if you don't interrupt our work."

The exuberant people of the south did not look as disturbed as the people of the lodging town.

And the humi of the Westwind Pavilion, which I visited afterwards, was also something I was laughing at with an obvious face.

"Genos, it's peace, hey. Don't be blurry, yeah, and you're making a fuss, aren't you? For all the noise out of town, you just have to let it go."

After stating so, Yumi blushed slightly.

"What happened to the example feast? I haven't called you since."

"Oh, it's Fou's blood wedding feast. That's what made Fou's blood a little busy to take over the business of the market for the rest of his family. At this rate, the feast may last until the White Moon."

"Yes. I don't care how late you are. I'm not in a hurry, either."

Yumi turned to deceive it as she blushed.

"So... how is he?

"Yeah. The Fou bloodline got the hunter back to work yesterday, too. Well, we won't be able to revive the fruit of the hunting grounds for a while, so I guess we'll have to take a look around at the traps we've set."

"Well, then, it's not that dangerous, is it?

"Yeah. It's only after about half a month or so that Gibba really comes by."

Yumi then sighed deeply as she pointed that way.

"I guess the woodland ladies pray every day so the hunters can come back out of the woods safely. I guess I can't stand that if my heart isn't strong enough."

"Yeah. When I first started out, I couldn't wait to worry about I-Fa.... If you're Yumi, you'll be fine."

"Oh, I haven't decided to marry you yet! Just give me the food!

Yumi then walked away to the Blue Sky Dining Room with the Guiba dishes she had bought from each of the stalls.

Then came Ben and Cargo's Bad Combination.

"Hi, there you are. Yumi is eating in the Blue Sky Cafeteria right now."

"Oh, really? He's been having a rough time lately."

"Oh, I don't see much of a face in the square."

I've only heard about Yumi and Joo-Run about Levi and Terrier-Mass. I laughed, "Really?" while revealing the awkwardness of hiding.

"Speaking of which, Levi hasn't shown up lately, has he? I hear you're working fine at the inn."

"Oh, you're busy with your man-foot job. Recently, the workplace has gotten far, so I guess I'm taking my own food for lunch."

"I guess it would be a little easier if your dad could walk. I'm sorry to hear about your work from morning to evening."

After stating so, Cargo smiled on his elongated face.

"But you were lucky to be able to work in a fine inn. That guy, he looked good with your daughter over there, but what happened?

"Huh? No, what do you think? I don't really talk about that."

"He seems to be attracted to his birth. You can't pick a parent for a kid, so you don't have to feel drawn to that. Because your daughter is more concerned about that, you just have to stick around."

"Yeah, well, Levi has a grown-up daughter like that. If he'd been born into a decent house, he wouldn't have stuck with bad guys like us."

Cargo and Ben were laughing delightfully.

I have a bad mouth, but I guess I'm caring about the fate of my friend, Levi.

That's when I laughed and then Cargo turned to me.

"By the way, are the folks by the woods still playing on the board?

"Yeah. It was also revealed at the previous Conference of Parents. At that rate, we're going to make boards and pawns with all the clans."

"Well, that's no good. Looking forward to working with you next time."

"Haha. I was looking forward to the day with Cargo."

So I finished the dish, so I handed the two of them "Giva Meat Eggs". The one who was cooking was Fay-Baim, who was handcuffed to me.

"Oh, thank you. See you later."

The two walked away from the street without worrying about the soldiers lined up on the other side of the Blue Sky Dining Room.

There's nothing strange about this, it's a daily landscape for us.

Even then, a lively but peaceful time was to pass when Tara visited and became intimate with Limi-Luu and the young people who became close at the Exchange held a large number of visits.

"... somehow today, don't you feel like a lot of people are trying to leave Genos?

Fay-Baym said so in about a half an hour or so, when it was time to finish.

Indeed, in the current streets, it seems to me that there are many people trying to pull their luggage and get out to the north side of the street. I checked those sights, and then I said, "Right."

"They say the fifteenth day of the middle of the month is considered an auspicious day for travel. Maybe that's why so many people set today as the day of departure"

"Does the town have such a lesson? I had no idea."

"Yeah. Normally, I wasn't aware at all, either."

But for me, today meant something special.

The 15th of the Blue Moon - that was the day Zashmas dressed as chambers of commerce headed to Sim stepped by the woods to attract the great sinners of the Sung family.

It was also at that time that Camua-Josh asked me that the 15th was the auspicious day of my travels.

That's how they stepped in by the woods and turned back Zazz-Sung and Tae-Sung, who were duly attracted - and that night Zazz-Sung was supposed to return his soul in prison.

(If you say so, it's going to be Zazz-Sung's day of life)

However, the concept of a date of life does not exist in forestside settlements.

At least we don't perform rituals to honor the deceased that day.

If you look around the left and right stalls, you couldn't read anything unusual from the people who were once the Sung main house - Yamil-Ray or Zwei-Rutim or Oura-Rutim.

(But there's no way they'll forget what even I remember)

Even if there was a concept of a date of life, they would not be allowed to exchange anything because they were already cut off from the Sung family.

So maybe they were behaving as they usually do without exposing the thoughts in their chests to the rest of them.

"... but if that was the reason, it was above all. I wondered if more people had left town because I was disgusted by the disturbing atmosphere of Genos."

With Fay-Baim's voice, I was supposed to give it back to me.

"A disturbing atmosphere means those soldiers, right? It's okay. Many people in other towns have made today their day of departure, so for many to leave, many must come into Genos."

"Yeah, that's a relief."

While stating so, Fay-Baim peered into the contents of a leather bag packed with meat.

"How does the rest of the meat look like you have ten more meals? This is going to sell out by two moments downstairs."

"Yes. You'll have half an hour until the end of the day. If I sell out the food, now I need help with the stall over there."

When I called it that, a strange tone echoed on my pretense.

It is a heavy, groundhonking tone: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...

It sounds like it's coming from somewhere far away, but it's a completely unfamiliar tone. The people who were walking in front of the stall also looked around like they were hurting.

"What is it? I think I heard something strange..."

My arm, which I tried to describe as such, was suddenly grabbed from the side.

Looking back in surprise, Thur-din, who was supposed to work in the next stall, looks bright blue and grabs it in my arm.

"A, Asta, what's now... it's a gibberish"

"Gi, giva farce?

"Yes. Gibba, as usual, rings like that. But I can't believe how many gibberishes are ringing so loud that I can hear them all the way to Accommodation Town..."

At that time, new variations occurred.

Totos, who was resting in the space behind the stall, began to rumble.

Totos, connected to the branches of the trees in the jungle, are treading on the ground with both their hook-clawed legs. It was a panicked motion, inconceivable from Totos, who was always slight.

Even in the meantime, Gibba's farce is shaking the atmosphere.

Both the people on the road and the people by the woods who refrained from being in the stalls were eventually to be caught up in a sense of impatience no less than that of Totos.

And it's the last anomaly.

It came extremely loosely.

The ground we were treading on began to shake.

"Ji, is it an earthquake?

With Thur-din holding my arm tight, I let him say it that way.

In front of us, the stall with the iron plate is shaking unreliably.

"This looks so big. Maybe we should stop the fire."

At that time, the ground jumped.

It may be too exaggerated, but it felt like the ground rippled hard on me.

I screamed at the other women as I held Tul-din's shoulder.

"No, you can't! You'd better get off the stall! Everybody, back off!

Screaming, I lagged behind with Tour-Din.

Right in front of it, the stalls go down one after the other.

As I retreated to Gill's connected tree, I crouched in, holding Tul-din's head in. Looking sideways, all the other women also managed to complete the evacuation.

There, he said, "Wow!" The voice echoes.

Looking back, the columns of the Blue Sky Dining Room fell and a leathery roof covered the head of the runaway customer.

Together with the voice "Danger!", Yun-Sudra pulls the customer's arm.

Roofs and columns fell into judgment at the feet of customers who stumbled onto the ground. Yun-Sudra also retreats to the Miscellaneous Woods, grabbing the arms of a customer who has completely lost me.

Beyond the streets, all the people were stuck on the ground.

Fortunately, if you're in the middle of the road, nothing is dangerous. Still, people seemed to hold their heads and speak the name of Western God in their mouths.

Such surrounding sights also feel shaken to the left and right.

The cobblestones laid on the main street are smudged and are likely to be crushed and scattered.

An earthquake like this has never felt that way in my hometown.

"Mother Forest... please protect your faithful children..."

Tour-din is trembling in my arms, wandering.

I held that little head in my arms, and I said, "It's okay."

"An earthquake like this will soon subside. If you stay here, there's nothing dangerous."

That's when Gill rang "Queer".

At the same time, my vision darkens slightly.

Looking back, a luggage truck that was supposed to have been parked farther away was about to fall towards us.

Not long before I scream, both Tour-Din slip their bodies under Gilr's feet.

The luggage car crashed into the tree to which Gill was connected and fell asleep.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Half of them told themselves, and I repeated it that way.

Tul-din nods coddly as he nods his face to my chest.

And I don't know how much time has passed.

The ringing that was rocking the world also finally quieted down.

However, the stall has been knocked over and the contents of the iron plate and iron pan have been smashed around. And from some stalls, firebowls and firewood were popping up, raising a burly red fire on the ground.

"Okay, looks like you're okay now. Watch out for the aftershocks, and let's end the fire."

I let him state that, but he couldn't move because Tour-Din was still picking it up on his chest.

There, Rimi-Lou runs over a little bit.

"Asta! The water bottle, too, collapsed and cracked! How am I supposed to put out the fire?

"Yeah, well. So... do we have to cover it with sand?

"Sand, okay -! Sister Raina, the sand!

The other women were about to get up.

There, lots of shadows push in.

It was the soldiers of the militia that were practicing a little further away.

A soldier at the head of it, on the firewood that was burning on the ground, wore something like a large leather rug, a clasp. As the soldiers trampled the rug that way, the firewood fire seemed to have been safely extinguished.

"At the end of the fire, leave it to us! Are there any wounded people here?

"No... we think we'll be fine"

A soldier with the platoon leader's room decoration nodded "OK" when Raina-Lou, who stood up after picking up a tree, answered as such.

The face seen from the shadow of the helmet seemed a lot bluer, but still has a soldier's courageous look.

"Now, make yourself comfortable here. We're going to start a rescue operation, so we'll never get in the way."

"Yes. I understand that."

The soldiers helped the people who had fallen and fallen on the streets, while they proceeded in rows to the centre of the town.

Watching that brave figure, Raina-Lou is pompous.

"I don't know… it's like you were expecting this kind of noise to happen"

With that word, I was to be struck down with dismay.

He clutches his hips in half unconscious while being beaten down. There was a stiff feel of arm decoration deposited from Alishna.

(No way... did Arishna foresee this earthquake?

With Thur-din's body in his arms, I blurred and thought so.

But I couldn't get that answer unless I reunited with Arishna.