Water Magician

Chapter 441: Language Barrier

Editor: Tseirp

An hour later.

The two stood at the entrance of the town.

“...I’m really exhausted. It was more like a jungle than a forest.”

“...Wouldn’t it have been better to come on Ryo’s ship?”

“Well, now that we know the other side of the town faces the sea, I admit that would have been the right way... but it’s not like we could see that from the beach we were on!”

The town seemed hidden in the depths of the forest, so the two had resigned themselves to coming by land, only to find that the back of the town faced the sea.

It might indeed have been easier to come by sea from the beach...

The town appeared quite large, but there seemed to be no walls.

Ryo thought this was quite unusual for ‘Phi’, where monsters existed...

“It’s rare in the Central Countries. Unless it’s a pioneering village, towns of this size usually have walls.”

Said the swordsman who had been a king in the Central Countries.

So, this wasn’t the Central Countries?

Well, being near the equator, it was obvious it wasn’t.

“It must mean there are no powerful monsters that would attack the town. At least, not on land.”

“I see. It’s good that it’s peaceful.”

Ryo nodded happily at Abel’s explanation.

Peace is the best.

Even for a battle enthusiast, peace is the best, right?

It’s called ‘Parabellum’.

Si vis pacem, para bellum.

If you want peace, prepare for war.

There seemed to be no walls, and the entrance... well, the place they assumed to be the entrance, was where the stalls started lining up.

From there, the two entered the town.

But before entering, Ryo firmly told Abel.

In a strict tone that allowed no rebuttal:

“Once we find out where this place is on the map, we’re leaving immediately!”

Another hour later.

“Mm~, this is really delicious! They fried the rice with salt and pepper... what is this? It’s moderately spicy. It’s not fried rice because it doesn’t have eggs mixed in... the eggs are sunny-side-up on top, which is nice.”

Ryo praised the food.

“Ryo, you said we’d leave as soon as we found a map.”

Abel said, exasperated.

“Maps that include neighboring countries can sometimes be state secrets, so they’re not that easy to get. More importantly, the food is delicious. There might not be any cake, but tasty food is justice.”

Ryo said happily, eating the fried rice with a spoon.

Across from him, Abel, who had been scolding him, was also eating happily.

Both loved good food.

“The slightly sweet and spicy one was also delicious. Should we order another plate? Owner! Another one of these, please!”

When Ryo called out, the cook, a little distance away, raised his right hand in acknowledgment.

Ryo assumed it meant ‘Got it’.

Abel looked at this out of the corner of his eye.

Noticing Abel’s gaze, Ryo said:

“What’s with that look? I’m not expecting you to treat me. You don’t have any money, right?”

“Ah... sorry about that.”

Ryo said, and Abel apologized honestly.

Yes, Abel was penniless.

Having been transported from the battlefield with the Djinn Garwin, Abel had no money.

Moreover, the voice came not from in front but from behind.

Abel turned around.

No one was there.

“Down here.”

Following the voice, he looked down to see a boy of about ten years old.

“Hello.”

“Oh, hello.”

The boy greeted him, and Abel reflexively returned the greeting.

Then he realized.

“You can speak the Central Countries’ language?”

“Yes, of course. It’s only natural for someone who aims to make a living in trade to learn it.”

The boy nodded firmly in response to Abel’s question.

Moreover, his responses were precise.

His family probably ran a business, and he was trained from a young age.

That was likely the strength of a founding family.

Growing up in an environment where such things were expected from a young age.

“Abel, that’s great. Your luck isn’t so bad after all.”

Ryo said happily.

The boy’s Central Countries’ language was very fluent.

Far more so than the Central Countries’ language spoken by adventurers from the Dark Continent that he had heard before.

“I don’t know if it’s my luck... Boy, my name is Abel. What’s yours?”

“My name is Banhu, Abel-san.”

“Alright, Banhu. We want a map of this town... or rather, a map of the area around this town. Can you guide us to where we can get one? Of course, we won’t ask you to do it for free. This guy in the robe, Ryo, will pay you properly.”

Abel began negotiating.

However, upon hearing this, Banhu tilted his head slightly.

Then he said,

“I’m sorry, Abel-san. I can’t fulfill that request.”

“Why not?”

“Maps of the area around the town are prohibited from being taken outside. So, you can’t obtain one.”

Banhu said this with an apologetic expression.

“Can we at least see one somewhere?”

Abel continued negotiating.

He wanted to at least know where this town was located.

“That is possible. We run an inn, and there is a large map of the surrounding area there. It includes some of the surrounding islands as well, and we show it to guests who stay with us.”

“Banhu seems likely to become a great merchant in the future.”

Ryo murmured at Banhu’s words.

Abel looked at Ryo.

Of course, Ryo understood what Abel was implying and had no reason to oppose it.

It was almost three in the afternoon.

If they left the town now, they would end up spending the night outside.

Wanting to sleep in a bed after a long time is only natural.

That feeling doesn’t change even for adventurers accustomed to camping.

The two headed towards the inn guided by Banhu.

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