Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"... ugh. I'm here. I'm here. Here we are, Lent."

A man put his hand on his forehead and said so looking across the burning fire.

The sun was falling and maybe it wouldn't come today, the man's complexion was bright because it was about the arrow tip he said so.

Me too, I felt like I wanted to go straight into the woods and get killed by demons if I kept my mouth shut by myself, but I felt like I wasn't when I was talking to a guy.

The guy was a good talker...... he picked a lot of stories that the kid seemed to like and did.

Far away, the story of a land of trees and dirt, the story of a ship flying in the sky, the story of a fool who tried to replace the sun, and where a man's soul comes from and goes...

If you ask the man you know a lot about who he is, you're a little worried, and then...

"I'm an adventurer. Wilfried Backpacker, Divine Silver (Mithrill) Adventurer"

When I heard that, I wasn't surprised.

Even though I knew the adventurer existed, I didn't know how to classify it in detail.

I just thought this guy wanted to be an adventurer.

If I'd been here, I'd have been happy.

That was all.

However, on second thought, it may have been a little, in my mind since then.

Something Jinlin couldn't try to be.

Something I can't look at anymore.

If I'm alive, I'll have to make it happen instead.

"... vilfried. I thought it was something because all of a sudden I would jump out of the carriage... this is"

Your man stepped out of the carriage that stopped right in front of us and asked Wilfried that.

The man was a young man with a long, unusual hair.

Even though you're a man, you didn't feel like you were beautiful and the owner of a carriage headed to the country.

I don't know, nobles, clerics, they had that vibe over there.

to his words, Wilfried shook his head,

"... we'll talk more later. In the meantime, I want to bring the wreckage to my hometown. Ready?"

I said.

That's pretty much what the average man would hate, but the young man nodded,

"Right...... I don't have a coffin, but I have enough cloth to wrap it for you. Shall I carry it?"

and immediately went back to the carriage and came with a lot of cloth.

They all seemed expensive cloths, which seemed like a fortune to me if I tried to be antimatter, but the youth spared no effort in using them to wrap the jinlin's.

And with a gentle hand.

It would definitely have been lucky for me to see them like that.

I wrapped them all in cloth and just finished transporting them to the carriage, and Wilfried introduced the young man to me.

"This guy is Azel. Azel Gort. He's a businessman, but he's a musician who doesn't have a set route. Sometimes I hire them to carry me in a carriage in my spare time. The adventurers are finally doing it, so let's party together."

"It's Azel. Nice to meet you. Are you..."

"Lent"

When I said so, Azel nodded,

"I see, Lent. Copy that. By the way, the sun's gone down today, so I think I'll head to your village tomorrow. Is that okay?

That's what I said.

There's no way I'm complaining.

If it was just me, they'd still put everyone's remains on it, so there's no way there's any further conditions.

So nod,

"Regards"

When I said, Azel laughed,

"You don't have to worry about anything. Rather than that, you should take the day off. I'll keep an eye on Vilfreet and me."

That's what you said and stroked my head.

The voice was gentle and full of charity, like drowsiness attacking me just listening.

Then a while later, my eyelids got heavy, and I fell asleep that day.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

The next morning, we left for the village, and then we got to the village in the evening or so.

Everyone in the village was surprised that a strange carriage had come to the village, but more than that, they were surprised that I had come down from that carriage.

Naturally.

Because we're going to talk about what happened to the carriage we were riding in.

But I think the majority of the adults were guessing in that situation.

Wilfried and Azel immediately went to the village chief and his wife...... because they were going to the ingos and explaining the situation.

I was asked a lot by kids my age in the village... but I didn't feel like answering.

I guess I had to explain it right, but I couldn't.

Mouth the fact that it is not well swallowed......

You didn't have long after that.

My parents, Pravda, and Jinlin were told of their deaths, and a funeral.

As for how I treat you, take care of the village chief and have him adopted.

It was done in the course of about three days, but to my surprise, Wilfried and Azel were in the village for me during that time.

Dad later...... I asked Ingo and he was worried about me a lot.

Yeah, that's what made me look so dangerous.

I don't know what I'm going to do, and then someone's going to have to watch, because I'm not going to be able to afford a villager like that until after the funeral.

Sure, that feeling would have been right because I would have liked to die without anyone.

It's a terrible story while they help me, because that's how shocked I was.

It also seems that there should have been plenty of manpower about the mourning of the dead.

Looks like it actually helped me a lot, and some of the offerings for the ceremony and stuff I have to go into the woods to collect, but it's so good.

They were good people.

Then, after all the funerals and all the clerical things, I faced reality for the first time there.

It was hard.

I didn't know what to do now.

You became the son of the village chief, so you're going for the village chief?

No......

Jinlin said he wanted to be an adventurer.

One day, he said he was going to look around the world.

Her dreams, she can't see for herself anymore.

I'm the one who survived, I guess I have to see...

That might not have been a very good idea.

But when I thought about it, I asked the adventurer I was close to.