Isekai Ryouridou

"Here we are... please be careful at your feet..."

Once Lolo and Niya had gone out of the chapel, they were now forced to open the door on the left end.

Behind that was a dark corridor. The leading old woman held the lantern, but the corridor lasted long enough to be illuminated.

"Well, this is quite a splendid temple. I don't think so."

Loro said so, distracting himself.

The old woman replied with a calm voice, "How are you...?"

"Those born in this land will return their souls approximately here... I have no idea what the rest of the land looks like..."

"Hmm, I see... by the way, I didn't see any idols in the chapel. Wouldn't the idols of the Western gods normally be installed in the chapel?

"Western God... why do you think this is the temple of Western God...?

"Huh? If this is such a fine temple, isn't it usually dedicated to the Father's Western God?

"No... this is a shrine dedicated to Kojin..."

The old woman stopped her feet after answering in that way.

A large door is lit up on the wall that hits it.

"Sir... I've brought a guest to become a bard..."

Without waiting for a reply from the inside, the old woman opened the door.

Beyond the door is a hallway and a dark room not so different. There was a large bunk on the back side, and there was a woman sitting up.

"Welcome, you're here... please sit over there."

The woman on the bedside talks with a rolling voice.

Indeed, I wonder which young woman is twenty years old. But because she covered the lower half of her face with woven fabric, she was only exposed to cool eyes.

Long black hair hangs naturally around the waist, and its slender body is covered in thin silk. He's hiding his lower body in a soft blanket, but he looks a lot taller when he gets up. And because of the long sleeves of the nightwear, the fingertips were also neatly hidden.

"I see you for the first time. My name is Niya the Bard."

Niya knelt down on the rug and bowed down to the prepared chair.

The chair had only one leg, so Lolo stepped aside from Niya and lowered his head.

"Bo, my name is Lolo and I work for a traveler named Gamlay's Seat. I'm really sorry about the sudden surprise today."

"No... it's very rare to welcome guests here, so I'm delighted..."

Between the glossy black hair and the woven fabric covering the mouth, the sliced eyes are gently narrowed.

"Could a bard tell you an old story as a song...? Would you mind telling me that too...?

"Yes, of course. What story would you like?

"Now... let's try to tell an old story..."

Repeating the "old story," Niya clawed and tuned the instrument strings.

"So, what about the story of Sim Saint Yuhao? It's an old story buried in the darkness of history."

"Yes... please tell me your story..."

Niya coughed small and eventually gracefully.

After a while, you'll be able to put a beautiful voice on it. Since he was so indoors, he sang with a sufficiently low voice, but still had the strength and fluency to grasp people's minds.

Lolo, who was listening right next door, also closed his eyes with carelessness. She didn't go well with Niya, but she was intoxicated by the singing skills.

The headmaster of the bed also closed his eyelids and listened to Niya's singing. The old woman, who stood by the door behind her, looked slightly down and concealed her expression.

By the work of the saint Yuhao, a Kingdom Sim is established in the eastern land. But it's a moment of glory that collapses without waiting 200 years. The brighter and more hopeful the content was, the sadder the final passage of Sims' destruction echoed.

When Niya's singing melted into the darkness and the last melody disappeared with a finish, Lolo first rang his hand as if he was impressed.

"Wow, wow! I've never heard that song before! Niya is really good at singing!

"In front of the priest. Stay back."

Niya said loudly and then smiled at the mayor of the bed.

"How was it? Did you like the priest?

"Yes... it was like eating into my chest..."

The priest clasped his chest at the tip of his hand hidden in a long sleeve.

"So the Sim kingdom is doomed...?

"Yes, history tells us that Sims' First Dynasty was destroyed more than 400 years ago. Then, until the Lao clan built a new kingdom, the Sims lived in a time of war, despised by the barbarians."

"Well... once they were doomed, the Sims never forgot their obsession with building a kingdom..."

With his eyelids closed and his limbs hugged, the priest said in a whispering voice.

"Shallow... as long as it's really shallow..."

"Yes? What did you say?

"It's shallow..."

The priest opened his eyelids.

What dwelt in those pale eyes was a burning flame of hatred.

"Sims should have abandoned the Kingdom's dreams... abandoned the existence of impurity and honed their magic tricks... Why were they so shallow and stupid..."

"Yes, sir?

"They are also abominations... and you will know your foolishness at the moment your soul is shattered..."

Niya ate bubbles and tried to stand up.

At the same time, the floor slopes gently. Niya and Lolo screamed and were sucked into the abyss, which opened their mouths to the floor.

After slipping a longer distance than the earlier truck, the two are thrown onto a hard rock.

In this way, the lid of the pit closed with a faint noise over their heads - and finally, they were wrapped in complete darkness.

"Nah, what the hell! What the hell is going on!?

"Well, well, apparently it was a pitfall. I'm sure that grandmother standing behind me did something."

"Why do we have to be trapped like that! I don't remember buying a grudge from a priest!

"Anyway, let's calm down. Come on, you see the light over there!

It was a complete darkness, but a small light was lit up in the distance.

Almost as if they were crawling, they were heading towards your light. On the way, Lolo laughed "Ahahah" without strength.

"Wow, I didn't know how to roll down and come closer to the light in the dark. I never imagined it would happen to me twice a day."

"If you're hitting me in the fucking mouth! There's no piano or commander here!

Niya's voice was almost crying.

In the meantime, the red light is approaching. Apparently, it was a small candlestick light.

"Well, why is there a candlestick in such a place...?

When Lolo said that - from the darkness in the back, a small voice echoed, "Ah..."

Niya said, "Whoa!" and stuck to Lolo, the other side. And Lolo also said, "Hyah!" I'm going to shout.

"Ha, please let go! I only like Niya's singing!

"Yes, there's someone here! Look, the shadows are moving!

With Niya holding onto him, Lolo shook up his hand. She discovered the chair that had slipped down with her and carried it with her.

"Who is it?! We're not even good at eating!

The black figure was stupid in the dark, but he tried not to answer anything.

Lolo leans his head and picks up the candlestick placed at his feet. Pointing at the light, the little children lay down in the darkness.

"Come on, who are you? What are you doing here?

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"Bo, we're not suspicious. I was telling a man like the priest to sing, and all of a sudden he was driven to a place like this."

Lolo grabbed the candlestick with a faint smile.

"Look, look, you don't look scared, do you? I'm Lolo, and this is Niya.... (D) Niya, you're welcome too. You don't have to be afraid of these little kids, do you?

Niya was trembling for a while, but eventually she felt weak and drowned. His hand is firmly held by his favorite instrument.

"Are you also related to the Temple? Or perhaps..."

"... we are offerings."

One of the toddlers responded with an emotionally missing voice.

"We were asked to purify ourselves here in order to dedicate our souls to God... are you offerings too?

"Ku, offering? What are you talking about?

"... a sacrifice to reveal God to the world."

That being said, the young boy lay down his eyes.

The other toddler is still looking at Lolo with a vague look.

They were fairy-loving babies.

I'm probably not even ten years old yet. Cut the curly curly hair next to your neck and have smooth yellow and white skin - and look the same. He is wearing a dirty grey night dress.

The candlestick also made it possible to see how this place looks. It was a humid, humid, clockwork cave.

The rough rock skin is dark and shiny, and sometimes water droplets fall from the ceiling. Only empty wooden dishes and leather water bottles were placed at the feet of the young children.

"I've never heard of sacrificing my life to God. Whether it's the four great gods or the seven small gods, there's no way to forgive such a terrible ritual?

Even if Loro had said so, the young children would not answer.

"So, what does it mean to make God appear in the world? Isn't God watching over the children of heaven? I can only hope for the resurrection of God if it's a cult."

And Lolo round his eyes there.

"Ah, that? Could that temple have been a temple for worshipping evil gods? That's why there were no idols...?

"I don't care what you say! Anyway, get out of here!

Niya raised her voice and said, the young child with her eyes down quietly crushed.

"I can't escape. Our souls must be dedicated to God. It's the only right destiny."

"Fuck you! I don't know if it's evil, but my soul is mine! The last person to dedicate it to is a Western god!

"There is no power of the four great gods in this land. This land is protected by an older god than the four great gods."

Lolo lowered his eyebrows and buttocks, probably approaching the young child.

The toddlers trembled, but their expressions did not move. It's as if it were the people of the East.

"Well, maybe you've been taken from somewhere? There is a Guardian in the temple looking for the missing people....."

"No, we were born alive here."

"We were born to give our souls."

The other toddler also opened his mouth for the first time. Even the voice is the same.

Looking at the figure, Loro once again smiled blurrily.

"Well, then, who's going to give back their souls in the end? But it is the gods who decide. Even those who serve the temple will not be allowed to do this to the lives of others.

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"We were named just now, right? If you don't mind, can I have your names, too?

"... I'm Arun."

"... I'm Amin."

Arun and Amin? You two look alike, but are you brothers or something?

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"You don't have to answer anything you don't want to answer. Was there anyone else among us who was taken from the rest of the world?

"... a man with a very beautiful face was dedicated as a offering."

"... I think you looked as straightforward as Niya."

"I see..." Lolo turned back to Niya.

"I'm sure this means Niya's still got eyes on her because she's masculine."

"Huh, what? What am I talking about!?

"Look, the people who first asked for shelter in the rain were worried about Niya's face, right? So was it judged to be a sacrifice to God?

"Fuck you! You're trying to blame me again!?

"No, if Niya was as bad as me, she might have been doing something on the spot. If this were a hideout for the cult, I wouldn't be able to bring back the wandering traveler alive."

After saying that, Loro peeked at the young children.

"Incidentally, how can offerings to God be dedicated?

"... I'll hang myself from the ceiling and cut my neck. The Divine Commander, the proxy of God, bathes himself in the blood of the offering."

Niya once again collapsed into a mess.

Lolo puts a candlestick on a chair placed at his feet, and says, "Hmm."

"This is a natural situation. What the hell is going on?"

"Nah, what the hell are you calming down for?! If I get hit, you're not gonna make it!

"Yes, but I kind of went around, and my fears blew up. I'm surprised too."

That's what Lolo smiled at.

And it turns back on the toddlers.

"But if possible, we don't want to die. What about you guys?

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"No, even with such a strange face... are you trying to dedicate your souls to God by your own will?

"Our intentions have nothing to do with..."

"We were... born to be God's offering."

"Yeah, yeah. That's how I gave up my destiny. I was born to take care of the people around me... but the captain and the pinocchio rescued me."

Laughing happily, Loro leaned further toward the young children.

The toddlers stared back at him with a somewhat puzzled look, without expression.

"Unless you're an astrologer, you can't read people's destiny. That's why fate doesn't matter. Humans can live as they please. I was taught that by the commanders."

"Nnnh...?

"Yes, I'm the commander. This guy, Gamlay, is gathering outliers from all over the world and tailoring them to one of the travelers."

So Lolo shrugged his voice a little.

"I haven't been asked for details, but it seems that some of the seat holders have a huge origins. I was never born to say it loud... but we're abandoning our past and enjoying the life of the day."

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"Born to be a sacrifice in the hideout of the cult, it's quite a difficult place to come from. But that doesn't matter. The important thing is how I want to live. You can just throw away whatever kind of crazy origin you had."

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"Hmm, no matter how many words a young man like me repeated, it's unconvincing. After all, I'd like to ask the pinot or the captain to come out here."

"Oh, what are you talking about just now? I don't care if they're hungry.

When Niya sighed, Lolo said, "Huh?" and made him curl up.

"I mean, you can't just leave me like this. I'm getting nervous, and I'm telling you, I hate Niya's frustration."

"Uh-uh-uh! Anyway, let's get the hell outta here!"

There, the tone sounded like an earthquake.

Niya's face turned pale and swollen.

"No, what is that noise?!

"... the priests will come... to prepare for the offering..."

Arun and Amin put their hands together to pray, hiding their eyes behind their eyelids, which were showing fluctuations in emotions.

In the darkness, a red light flashes. It increased in number with each blink and approached us loosely.

When Niya screams like a woman, she picks up the candlestick placed on the chair and starts running in the opposite direction.

Lolo, who was left behind in the dark, said, "Hey!" She shouted blamelessly.

"If you take it, I can't move! Niya, come back!

"Ugh! Niya whispers and runs.

After a while, there were signs of noise coming from behind. The priests must have arrived with Lolo. I'll give you Rolo's "Uhiaa! The cry was a shadowy wooden spirit in the darkness.

Niya ran away desperately as her feet were taken from the rocky, rolling rocks.

Eventually - there was a big light floating up ahead.

"I did it! It's an exit!"

Niya shouted like that, but she completely forgot that it was already midnight. It was not an exit to the outside world, but a gateway to further threats.

Niya jumped into the light without thinking.

It was a stone room.

It is not a clock cave, but an artificial room made of stones. The room, which was not so large, was filled with a thick smell of blood.

"Wow..." Niya stood still.

There were chains hanging from the ceiling and red and black spots on the floor.

This place was the abominable altar to offer offerings to God.

And in the middle there was a woman who stood secretly as a priest.

"Oh... did you come alone without any guidance from the priests...?

The chief priest said with a rolling voice.

Niya throws away the candlestick and embraces the instrument with both hands.

"Hey, you bastard! How dare you deceive me! I'm not gonna let you guys like this!

"That's stupid... you're also an abomination... and your soul will finally be purified by being dedicated to the serpent god Kettua..."

"The Serpent God Kettua? Ha! I knew you were a cult! I'll tell you what, I'm not afraid of a single woman either!

While holding the instrument in her arms, Niya looked around for something that would make her a hit.

Looking at him, the priest glanced at his throat and laughed.

"The singing voice just now is a different and hard to hear voice... when you dedicate your soul to the serpent god, what does that sound like... just imagining it makes your body throb..."

While saying so, the priest peeled off the woven fabric on the mouth.

Niya screams out loud and crawls into the cold floor.

The priest's face was covered in brown sheets of scales.

Both cheeks, mouth and throat - all covered in scales when snakes.

"Now, grow up... your soul will become the flesh and blood of God through me as the proxy of God..."

The priest approached Niya, licking his cracked lips with an unusually elongated tongue.

The tip of the hand, which came off from the long sleeve, was also covered with scales, with sharp nails. Niya glanced back at the anomaly as if she had already been deprived of her soul.

"... I see. I mean, you're in charge."

― ― ― An incredibly dramatic voice echoed from behind Niya.

It was Kamur-Josh who showed up with his dagger in his hand.

The priest turns to you with his hateful eyes.

"I don't remember calling you here... just leave..."

"Oops, you seem to know me. You were snooping around the room, stealing, listening, and sorting out who to serve."

Kamur-Josh smiled suddenly as he swayed the tip of his dagger.

"But, well, that's enough of your evil. The priests wiped it out with me and Lolo."

"Shut up... I won't let anyone interrupt this ritual..."

The priest threw out his dagger from behind his waist. It is a poisonous dagger whose curved sword shines wet in blue and purple.

"I'm sorry, but the Guardian will never take a backseat for a cute woman. Besides... you're sick, aren't you? You should have cared for yourself in the right way, not through the worship of evil gods."

"Shut up, yeah, yeah, yeah!

The scaled face was furiously distorted and the commander rushed.

Kamur-Josh flips his sword as he screams at Niya's head. The slash struck me, and as the dagger came around, I went up into space.

"Me!" the priest put his hand over his head.

The dagger fell to the floor scratching his palm.

From the scaled palm of his hand, red blood fell - the chief priest let go of a scream that did not seem to belong to the world and fell down like a stick.

"Oh my God, I didn't mean to take my life.... but I guess I was happier than being drawn to the outside world as a sinner."

And Camuer-Josh put his sword in his sheath, and looked down upon Niya.

Niya is holding the instrument in trembling trembling.

"Looks like you've had a lot of scary eyes. The eyes of the priests turned towards you, so I finally got this sword back."

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"But if I were with Lolo, I wouldn't have been afraid to see you like that."

― ― Kamur-Josh narrowed his eyes as he smiled.

Purple eyes are filled with unusual light. Niya shouted, "Hiccup," and leaned back.

"I hear you left Lolo and the poor little ones behind and ran away by yourself. Gamlay's House I thought it was a group of more ties than a family, but... maybe you're just a little different in color.

"Hmm... what's wrong with your eyes... oh, what are you going to do with me...?

"No, I won't do anything about it. I like The Gamlay One."

That said, Kamur-Josh kept quietly staring at Niya.

"However... your presence seems to have disturbed the harmony of that group for some time. I've never thought of weakness as a sin, but... it's not a very impressive act to try to reconcile my weakness with the existence of my people."

The voice of Kamur-Josh contains the usual laughter, and the sword remains in its sheath.

But Niya looked at Kamur-Josh with the same eyes as the priest. The frightened child's expression stuck to that straight face.

So, after a strangely tight time...

Lolo, with his face slightly out from behind Camuer-Josh, said, "Ahh!" he shouted in a plain madness.

"No, it's no good, Kamur-Josh! Don't bully Niya!

"Hey, it's been a long time, Rollo."

Camuer-Josh looks back at Lolo with a smile.

Rollo grabbed the hands of the young children with his left and right hands, and the young children lifted the lanterns one by one.

"Because these kids were so weak that they couldn't run... and even worse, you shouldn't bully Niya!

"Oh, my God. I didn't mean to bully you gradually."

"I mean, Niya's so scared! Niya is not more rooted than these kids, so don't bully her!

After saying that, Lolo smiled.

"Well, I'm the one who hasn't settled down more than that. I don't know what Niya did, but please don't bully her."

At that time, a hard tone echoed when the sun blew.

Niya shrugs, and Lolo and Camuer-Josh look back in the direction of the sound. A part of the wall spinned and a bright crimson hue peered into the eyes from the gap.

"Ah, I finally found it. What a handful of bonkers!"

"Pino, pino! You're finally here to pick me up!

"What kind of rhetoric is that? Running people around in this rain."

It was a pinot in a red dyed jacket.

The pinot looks around the wretched conditions in the room and then hangs his lips as he goes in.

"Well, I won't bother you later. If you miss your life, you need to cheat."

"What if life is wasted? Are there any strange people left?

"Otherwise, the earthen currents are pouring in. If you ask, you'll be buried alive in every settlement.

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And the next morning, a nightmarish night passed.

As Pinot proclaimed, the Cabal of the Cult was swallowed by the mudslides.

Pinots overlook where the settlements once existed from the open road in the forest. And the great temple of stone, and the wooden houses around it, and the bushes of the forest, which hid themselves from the public, were all under the earth and sand.

"It seems that none of the settlers escaped after all. I guess I didn't even have the energy to live in the world full of impurities."

When Pinot said so, Kamur-Josh, who was standing beside him, snapped "unclean, or not."

To the sound of his voice, Pinot shook the length of Kamur-Josh.

"What? Did you say something?

"No, no, yesterday was a really rough day. If the pinots hadn't come, we'd be in danger too."

"You took care of yourself, didn't you? They just ran around in the rain."

The pianos, who noticed that Lolo and the others had strayed, hurried back and found a van that had fallen under the cliff. So Pinot, Zetta, Chantu, and three beasts descended under the cliff as rescue troops and discovered the settlement.

"But this is how you got me to Totos. I can't thank you enough."

"It's about saving our precious Toth. I can't thank Koch because they both saved Bonkra."

So the pinot narrowed his eyes with a big slice.

"And by the way, you even trained me, didn't you? That bonkra will tremble on you more than a snake bitch, and I'll be scared to even pee in my sleep."

"Ah, yeah... I'm reflecting that I've done a little extra."

Camuer-Josh scratched his head with regret and the pinot lifted his red lips.

"That Bonkra would have been a good medicine.... I'm just one of the best sitters in the world. I'm in such an honest mood."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure you're bigger than me. [M] I swear I won't imitate you anymore, so will you spill your eyes?

"I'm not going to do anything so bad. It's too much to marry someone as pleasant as you."

Saying that, Pinot stared at Camuer-Josh provocatively.

"So, as proof of my love, won't you let me hear what you just said?

"Yeah? Did I say something?

"Stupid. I thought you said something meaningful about impurity."

"Oh," Camuer-Josh laughed.

"Gradually, it's not a big deal. However, I thought the temple in that settlement was quite a fine stone."

"Hmm? I mean..."

"Yes, is the evil god the one who was driven into darkness with the sleep of the great god Amshorn? They refused to be the children of the four great gods, so they must be evading the civilization of stone and steel."

That's what Camuer-Josh said as he circled around the inside of the jacket.

"A wooden house would be nice if you gave up a hundred steps. Perhaps we can build a house without relying on the power of steel. But it's not like a stone temple... is it really worthy of the temple of the devil?

Well then, that snake bitch...

"There are also diseases in the world that transform skin into scaly shapes.... and there must be a savage therapy that uses human flesh and blood as medicine."

With a smile, Camuer-Josh pulled his hand out of his pocket.

What was stuck at his fingertips was a round red copper coin.

"Of course, she speaks the name of the Serpent God, so she must have been a fine cult. I just wonder if you really belonged to the evil gods, or if you were just insane by the sick... the truth is under the dust and sand that you can't find in the dark."

"Naaargh. It's just a snoop, it's a monkey."

"That's right. Well, just like this bronze coin, I want it to be misleading."

Camuer-Josh played the bronze coin with his thumb.

The bronze coin of the scatter falls on the earth and sand, glittering red.

"Well... speaking of which, what about the little ones? If you don't mind, I'll take you somewhere safe."

"Ah, they're still hungry. Well, if you want to be a sitter, you can prepare a trick, and if you don't feel like it, you can throw it into some church somewhere."

That said, the pinot smiled a little innocent.

"But they seem to care about you, so I'd appreciate a final greeting."

"To me? I don't remember being able to put anything on my mind...."

"You used to beat the priests who swarmed with them with your sword skills, right? I thought you looked like the Savior who would crush bad destiny."

Pinot chuckled in his throat.

"They were watching you go wild with their eyes shining. I'm sure Lolo was in trouble on the spot, but he doesn't have any flowers yet."

"Even Lolo was very active.... well, no. If that's the case, let me say hello."

Kamur-Josh looked back at the wagon lined up on the road. Last night was a terrible commotion, so the other seat holders are still asleep.

"Looks like the guy I was looking for was offered as a gift, and you guys lost one of your cars... it was a hell of a night."

"Totos and Bonkra are safe, so it's no big deal. This is how I was able to tell you and Hisasa."

Camuer-Josh and Pinot laughed at each other a lot, then shook their heads overhead without any of them.

Like the heavy rain last night, the sky was blue and clear.