Isekai Taneuma

As you separate the lush and lush weeds of the river, you enter the back of the forest, and the grass that was about the height of your body is getting lower and lower. Weeds, in other words, grow up in the context of sunshine rights, but no matter how long they grow in the forest, they end up hiding in the shadow of a tree, so they don't grow from the beginning. That's why it was surprisingly easy to walk in the forest.

In the big chorus of the birds singing, while loving the flowers that bloom so as to take away the few leaky days, I walked slowly along the beast road, and eventually I heard the crackling sound of fire from the front, and the smell of fire tickled my nose.

Leonardo, 300 years old, was burning the tree in the fire in front of a tent made from the skin of the tree, replacing the rope borrowed from the tree. When he realized that Feng and the others were back, he slapped the iron pot on fire.

I'm so impatient. How's the hunt going? Wow, isn't this a big fish? "

"Oh, I had time to fix this. Let's eat now."

The hot water was already boiling in the iron pot, and the wild shimeji carefully drained the stock. And Guillaume put therein the meat of the deer which he had just brought, and put the salt into paradise. This alone seems delicious enough, but by the time the meat is cooked, we put in the further processed wild vegetables. Finish by pouring a few drops of alcohol at the end.

In the meantime, Feng scraped salt into the caught river fish, pierced a skewer made from shredded trees, and pushed it to the ground to hit the fire. When both sides are carefully baked, the skin on the surface becomes scratchy and the fragrant smell can stand up.

Did that smell catch you? After a while, Jeanne, who had brought the horse, came back with her belly groaning. He was grazing horses while Feng and the others were raising food.

Although there is plenty of food in the forest, the herbivores' appetite is strong, so the grass around the camp was already eaten up. That's why I have to go away, but there are beasts lurking in the woods, so I can't let them go. In that regard, Jeanne wasn't late against the Beast, so it was a great way to take care of the horse.

Sometimes Jeanne came back from hunting his prey, but he couldn't dismantle it, so by the time he came back, the meat was always stiff. Guillaume will dismantle it with a hand axe, but the meat will not taste very good even if it is baked because the skin will stick to the meat and the hair and blood will not be cut off. After all, after removing the veterinary fat, it was usual to be eaten by forest insects and small animals and feng to feed the fish. It may seem like a waste, but the food chain is also great because it has not wasted any kettles or anything.

Unfortunately, there seems to be no prey today, but the horse seems to be full of vitality to see if he has eaten enough rice. It's a comfortable environment for horses because they can exercise moderately and are not dangerous. Someday I'll see Jeanne nostalgic and think of him as a leader.

"Oh, it looks delicious. You also have vegetables today. Did Mary pick this for you?

"Yeah."

As he lowered his saddle from the horse, he sat next to Mary, who was surrounding the campfire, as usual. When Jeanne arrived, Mary offered her soup to a bowl that Leo, who was on fire, made out of wood in her spare time.

Jeanne stuck her nose in the bowl she received and enjoyed the smell, then drank a sip of soup and smiled at Mary. Then she smiled back. Looking at it, it looked like a real brother and sister. Well, looks and ages are the opposite.....

Mary, who was initially afraid of Jeanne, got along better and better as she lived her life. I wonder if Mary, the red dot, was relieved because Jeanne was the most popular woman in her heart. Recently, I've been spending a lot of time with him at the camp, and he turns me into a wall when I sleep, so I don't have to be conscious.

It was like that, without any inconvenience, and it was a group that continued to live more comfortably than I thought....

On that day, after finishing the meal, Guillaume suddenly said while making smoked meat with the remaining venison.

"By the way, I suggest we get out of here."

Mary, who was playing with Jeanne, shouted at the surprise.

"What? Why? I just got here. I've been wanting to play here for a while, but...."

Guillaume took control of Mary with her hands.

"Don't say that with a sense of God's time. A month is a good time for us humans. It's almost time to get cold, and I'd like to move on to the new world as originally planned."

"I see. I'm sure I won't be able to do this forever. Mary, I think it's better for people to live in people's cities. I want to go back to business as an adventurer."

"Yes... if that's what Jeanne says."

When Jeanne followed her, Mary, who had recently gotten along with her, agreed that he had no choice but to say so. I would really like to live here for a while, but as far as I could tell, she didn't have the strength to live on her own.

Perhaps there is also anxiety about a new life. Leonardo was expecting it.

"Besides, we can continue living in the woods in the New World. There's no one out there trying to hurt you, and we'll be together forever, so don't worry. Mary will soon get used to it."

Really?

"Of course... yes! Would you like to join me as an adventurer? There are alliances in the New World, so if you were a priest, you'd pull it off."

"I see. If everyone wanted to do that, I wanted to do the same. I'm starting to get a little interested in adventurers."

It seemed reassuring that Mary had accepted Guillaume's offer without saying anything more. I have to leave here someday. If it was only a slow or early difference, she would have thought it would be better to act quickly than be anxious about a new life.

"Well, let's get ready for the move from tomorrow. Fortunately, I've hunted some prey today, so I won't have to worry about dinner for a few days, but the problem is after it's gone. I need to get some water, so I think we should move along the river as much as possible....."

"No, wait a minute."

It was when Guillaume began to propose policies for the future. Feng, who had listened silently until then without saying anything, called out to me to wait for something unexpected. He was originally the one who planned to let Jeanne escape, and nobody thought he would object because he cared about Mary from the edge of his previous life....

Guillaume, as Pocahontas, was thrust into infirmity for a moment.

"... what's wrong? Something bothering you?

Feng looked unusual and serious.

"Actually, there's something I need to tell everyone before I move... I was actually going to keep quiet, but I don't want to imitate the people I've lived with this past month, so I thought I'd talk to them right here for once."

Surprised by Feng's sudden confession, everyone who was there was staring at each other. From the technique, it seems that no one knows what Feng is trying to say.

"Ah, ahh... what is it?

What exactly are you going to say... when Guillaume prompted me to continue the conversation with a little confusion, Feng hesitated for just a moment before continuing with the words he couldn't say.

"Actually... it seems I'm not human."

Feng told his friends what happened when he was summoned to this world.

Said, before being summoned to another world, only one of you was Level 1 immediately after Character Clear. Because it is a properly made character, it does not slowly swing, and it has been applied as is. Until recently I was unemployed. And more importantly....

BloodTypeC?

As Guillaume glanced back, Feng nodded with wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"Oh, I didn't know what that meant at first, and I told Sir Hermes the truth. I almost got killed once, and if it weren't for Jeanne and Mary, I probably wouldn't be here by now."

When Mary heard Feng's story, she snorted her nose and said yes. Feng nodded back at her.

"So, it's only natural for me to help Mary, and I'm going to keep doing that... don't Guillaume have to go out with her? That's why I wanted to talk to you right here. If you want to go back to your old life, you can do that. I don't mind if you take me out of this party. I thought that was better than having someone I didn't know."

Had it been Feng before, he would not have spoken honestly about this and would have kept quiet until his life had calmed down. However, living in a remote forest can quickly become indigent for every party if someone fails. At that time, it was painful to think only of my own convenience and keep silent.

That's why he chewed out his secrets to the party members, even though he could be in danger... the reaction wasn't as serious as he thought.

In retrospect, Jeanne and Mary knew from the beginning. Only Guillaume, who knew nothing, frowned slightly, but instead of saying that he would be confused when it came to Leonardo, he rounded his eyes as if he had seen something unusual.

"Hmm... it's just like that. You have all kinds of weird powers, so I thought you weren't just a human being... but you still have hidden balls. I didn't even know you were human. What a surprise."

"Oh, that's why, Grandpa. If you don't want to be with someone like me, you can say so."

As for the old man, he smiled bitterly as if he was in a little trouble when Feng said such thoughtful words.

"Well, wait, wait. Don't go so far. You probably think you're a demon, and you're saying such a mean thing...?

"Ah, ahh... at least I thought it might be possible."

"Well, that's not so... but I don't think that's an unlimited possibility.

"... is that so?

Hmm.

Leonardo nodded toward the Pocahontas, choosing the words to say what to say.

"Well, the status of BloodType is very vague. In the first place, it may be wrong to express human abilities in numerical terms. That status is not as important as you and the priests think. In fact, the high-status priests are in danger of extinction, and the lower humans are more prosperous... yes. What should I tell you...? First of all, it would be faster to clarify what BloodTypeC status means, which you would be most concerned about."

"Ah, ahh... didn't this mean I was a demon?

"That's not true. First of all, the BloodTypeC species we know about is the Beast. But do you know how many species there are when you talk to the Beast?

That being asked, Feng shook his head. When I was told, I never cared about the race. Werewolves have been scammed in guild taverns before, but they weren't the only ones living in the city. Among the slaves brought by the merchants were cat and rabbit beasts.

"First of all, you've never seen a werewolf (wearwolf) or a cat (cat people) in a human city, but a lizard (lizardman) has many merchants and often meets a brave leader. Rabbit people (vapor parbanies) are cowardly and live secretly in the woods, so they are rarely seen in human space. And the New World is inhabited by a beast named Birdman, who is not found on this continent.

In this way, even if you say beast in one bite, there are many species there. But when I look at the status, they all come with BloodTypeC. This isn't such a rough story, is it? They're not one species, they're different species. However, if everything is the same, the possible thing is that the status is more ambiguous. In other words, that BloodType is just an indicator that separates us from the gods. "

In Leonardo's neat explanation, Feng felt much saved. Indeed, the old man is right, so whatever Feng's BloodType is, don't take it so seriously. But then why is he the only one who's different from everyone else? It was still a neck, and Feng continued to question it.

"That's right... so my BloodTypeC isn't necessarily a demon, is it?

"Dear Left... or because I can't make sure what the Demon BloodType is. It may be unknown, BloodTypeA or B, and there is also the possibility of unknown D or E. That's ridiculous."

"But then, what am I? Am I a beast, too?

"No, you're not human to see. To the best of his knowledge, he doesn't resemble any beast. Of course, I'm not a demon. If it is the same as what you eat with the samurai, there are no unusual features like the ears of a saint. You are no more than a human being, no matter how you look at it. In fact, no one has ever lived in a city of people and disturbed you by saying that you are not human, right?

"Well... then, why am I the only one with a different BloodType? If not, there must be a reason for that. If that's not a physical feature, then what is it?"

"Well, then, I have a lot of expectations."

"Eh!? Does Grandpa know why?

"Hmm...."

Maybe he's not human… Leonardo has been talking about the problems he's been following ever since he came to this world, as if it wasn't a problem. I didn't expect the matter to be resolved here, and Feng stepped out with an inadvertent ear slack, but the words that came back from such an old man were unexpected.

"The difference between you and other people... that's the difference between believing in God."

"Is that... God...? God?"

Although he didn't live that long, Feng, who had never believed in the existence of God since he was born, suddenly raised his crazy voice.

What the hell are you talking about, old man? His serious gaze distorted him as if he were a rare creature.

However, even before such a bad attitude, Leonardo stared back at Feng with silent and clear eyes without changing his expression at all. Apparently he is not kidding, but has strong confidence in the word.

Feng was honestly confused, but he silently urged the old man to continue the conversation, asking himself and saying that he would not deny it from his head.