Chapter 12: Lagnis Lien da Levien

Chapter 12: Lagnis Lien da Levien

If one talked of the most dramatic change that happened in Owgen in 3 years, it definitely was the fortress wall.

The wooden fences disappeared, and when people thought small stone walls were appearing, they slowly got sturdier and taller and then a gate was built. Unless an idiot, it was a point on which one could tell how the Ithysiel Kingdom viewed Ogwen.

Although there hadn’t been a single attack around Ogwen since the assault 6 years ago, it had no plan to naively neglect it. Ogwen was slowly attaining the capabilities of a fortress city.

“Halt. This is an identity check.”

“Wow, this is really too much. Big bro, do you have to stop me like this every time you see me?”

“Kulkulkul. Is this noncompliance? You got a problem with your big bro stopping you to see his little bro’s face, eh?”

I didn’t particularly take out and show my travel pass to gate guard Alec who was smiling and brushing the horse I was riding. He was joking, after all. But Alec, who really stopped me even as he brushed my horse, awkwardly coughed and spoke up.

“Hm. Hey, if this bothers you, introduce your big bro to a girl.”

“I’m speechless. Big bro who’s lived 20 years in the village is asking the mountainside boy Eldmia to introduce him to a girl?”

“Ah, you know. That one living in aunt Alisha’s...”

“That’s not one or two, you know?”

The war had continued on, and the city began to have more orphans than runaway kids unlike 3 years before. I’d no idea just what policy the city was running, but quite a lot of refugees had moved into Ogwen and, although I tried hard as well, it wasn’t a level a mere one person could handle alone. Even then I gave chances to the kids that came and went, but the ones that remained were around twenty kids.

Now aunt Alisha’s inn was an inn in name only, and acted a role closer to an orphanage for those kids. With the help of its neighbors, the inn that originally had a capacity of 7 people got expanded to accept up to 25 people, and with a partnership with the Holy Light Church, the sole religious institution in the village and worshippers of the god of light Ete, was enthusiastically providing aid work for the poor. And our expletive-spitting madam, as if to prove her kind personality, looked far more passionate and joyful than before. I felt it all the time, but she really was a saintess. What else could be a saintess if not this?

Anyway, this guy saying those words to me definitely meant that he, in short, was head over heels for one of the six girls within that twenty people.

“Shit. That brown haired miss! Slightly thick!”

“Ah. Remiri?”

I reflexively snorted a laugh.

“Good luck with that on your own. Why would you ask me that? I’m going.”

“Oh come on. Hey! Hey! Ah, seriously man!”

Remiri the girl with braided hair was already popular in the nearby market streets thanks to her outstanding competence at work and her gentle personality. Since she worked really often enough to be called the front girl at Tex’s clothing store that now had gotten slightly bigger, she probably made the eldest son of the Tex Miller family, Alec Miller’s heart flutter as she came and went.

But fucking hell, why would I help someone else’s love affair? I’d no plan to hand-feed the moron who didn’t even get the hint on why Remiri was working at Tex’s clothing store when there were better jobs.

Fucking spoling the mood right from the morning. Shit.

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“Oh just fucking why am I your big bro? Please don’t embarrass everyone. Have some shame when you’re 4 years older than me.”

I wasn’t sure just what he saw to act like that, but this guy didn’t brush aside these kinds of words that I’d spewed out. He really thought that I’d try them and succeed. It was because of that reaction that I needlessly found him uncomfortable.

“Anyway, I’m going. Good luck with the work.”

“Okay! Let’s have a meal together if you stay until lunch.”

“Yeah. Sure.”

Waving adequately, I got back on my horse and headed to Yans’s smithery. The shiny head of Yans, who was leisurely smoking a pipe while his apprentices lit the smithery furnace’s fire, was easily discoverable.

“I, with Asileye’s permission, have arrived!”

“Already? Isn’t Asileye pampering you too much?”

It was the most significant business in today’s visit. At the end of multiple duels with Asileye, she had finally allowed me to carry around a real sword.

‘You don’t use the sword lightly in the first place, and... you aren’t a kid who can’t kill someone without it either.’

Though it was more a morality check than a test of skill.

“My diligence has merely shined.”

I passed the longsword I’d carried on my back by the scabbard.

“Now there’s no reason to carry it on my back! Give to me! The belt!”

“Huh. I thought you only had the looks, but you’ve been properly thinking ‘bout it.”

“What the? Mister, you’ve looked at me with that kind of eyes all these years?”

“Kulkulkul. Honestly yeah. Even so, it’s a relief that you’re a brat with a proper thought stuck in your head. It’ll take about an hour, so go play and then come back.”

Yans tapped and dusted his pipe, and then immediately went into his smithery. Like that, I held my beating heart and leisurely headed to Alisha’s inn and, once I arrived, a scene bustling right from the morning spread before my eyes.

From priests wearing the uniforms of the Holy Light Church to all sorts of vagrant kids to even the kids who now had completely taken off the vagrant looks, it was dizzyingly busy enough to wonder if this really was the crack of dawn.

Although I did hear that they were periodically receiving goods from the Holy Light Church, I was rather taken aback ‘cause it was the first time I saw it in person, but it seemed it wasn’t merely that.

“Sewer cleaning group gather here. And get the bread honorable priests and priestesses are handing out.”

“Boys picked for fort wall reinforcement work, your lunch bags are ready!”

“Delivery guys, come inside the inn. There’s still time left, so rest inside.”

I recently didn’t have any need to come early in the morning and merely visited when I sometimes remembered it, but before I knew it, Alisha’s inn had become an employment agency for vagrant kids.

No wait, really? There was a wiz who could do this hiding among the kids?

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