492 Eighteenth Day of the Yellow Moon ② - Meadow People

Half an hour later, the Merfrids, who finished explaining the path, disappeared solemnly.

And the men of the Black Wind Cut Feather followed it, and only Kukuruel remained.

"The members have business, so I left first. I would ask you to exchange words with me, how about it, Schmiral?

"Yes, the chieftaincy, the Lew family, if you will allow it, I, would like to respond, I think"

In the wake of Schmiral's gaze, Giza-Lou nods "um".

"More than originally, chief Donda-Lou has allowed it. But we're going to have to be seated too, so is there any difference?

"Of course it is. It would be an unwanted pleasure to be able to connect with the people by the woods."

Kukuruel was settling down while surrounded by hunters by the woods.

Dari-Sauti, who watched it from the side, calls on Giza-Lou.

"I'd like you to let me go back to the settlement, wouldn't you mind? I want to exchange words with the heads of my family before I start hunting."

"Absolutely. However, if I had an empty house in this neighborhood, I would often like to rent it....... If you are an empty house with no home around you, it is still appreciated"

"Oh. You had an old empty house in the corner of the settlement of Tamr. If you like, I'll show you around."

So we're going north on the road.

Dari-Sauti and Kukuruel are separate luggage cars, respectively. Running down the road with a total of three luggage cars and a tototoss on board Schmiral, we went for a settlement in Tamr.

The settlement of Thamul, the family of Sauti, is in the southernmost position by the woods. We were supposed to greet the head of the main house first and then rent an empty house there.

It seems like an old house that's been abandoned for a long time now. Saying goodbye to Dari-Sauti, four of the Lou family, me and Ei-Fa, Schmiral and Kukuruel, stepped into that damp smelling house.

"Well, let me check first"

Giza-Lou, naturally placed in the upper seat, said so.

"Kukuruel, what kind of story do you want from Schmiral? And you don't remember your anger at Schmiral for dumping Sims? Let me hear that again."

"Yes. The freedom to choose a God to serve is given to all human beings. Even if Schmiral, who is not of his own blood, switches God, he wonders if it makes sense for me to remember my anger and sorrow"

"Hmm. Really? Until recently, the people of the woods used to call the people of Jagal a family of traitors."

To Rudd-Lou's words, Kukuruel nods small.

"I guess that's because the people of Jagal are in a direct temperament. At least I'm not in the mood to blame Schmiral. … we are born of different clans, so there is no stronger bond."

"... what was the clan?

"Clan in Sims refers to the territory ruled by each clan. Sims have seven blood clans and seven clans exist. I am a 'gi' clan and I hear that Schmiral was once a 'gi' clan. Because" Gi "and" Ji "are patterns between allies living in the same meadow, they often work together to encourage business."

"So what do you have to say about Schmiral, who is no blood family? Asta at Fa's house said it was pure curiosity."

To Ziza-Lou's words, Kukuruel nods again "yes".

"I was originally interested in a company called The Pot of Silver. I was so strongly intrigued when I heard that the person who was its captain had become a family by the woods until I switched gods. Because in the history of the four kingdoms, there would not have been such a thing as a human being who switched God from Sim to Selva."

After saying that much, Kukuruel narrowed his eyes instead of smiling.

"But I think the reason for that is already half unraveled. I don't really wonder what Schmiral did now, either."

"Hmm. I wonder why that is?

"That's because the people by the woods were the only people in the west. It seems to me that you are a people of the kingdom but also free as if you were a free pioneering people and… furthermore, you seem to have the temperament to pass through to the people of the east"

"Sure. I think there are some men by the woods who feel similar to you and Schmiral. There's nothing more faceless than you."

While stating it that way, Rudd-Lou shrugs his shoulder a little.

"The folks at the woods have a legacy of being a clan between Sim and Jagal, right? I don't know what's really going on, but some of them are stuck around the woods like Sims, and others are noisy like Jagals."

"Yes, but like its soul, it feels closer to the people of Sim than the people of Jagal. The people of Sims, like you, are mothers of meadows and mountains and seas."

To deposition only, Kukuruel had just stated so.

"Our 'Gi' clan, for example, uses the Oriental god Sim as its father and the meadow as its mother. In this way, it seems that only the freely pioneering people, in Selva and in Jagal, will honor the land of their birth with the same weight as the four great gods. So can we say that the people of the woods are close to the free-dividers and the people of the east?

"Hmm. So the curiosity you had with Schmiral has also been reduced a lot?

"No. I solved the question, but I'm not exhausted. He abandoned Sim and the meadow and became the son of Selva and the woods. You would have been unimaginably prepared to make so many decisions. We want to hear how you came to be so prepared."

Then Schmiral, who had previously been silent, wandered awkwardly.

"Kukuruel, how do you feel, I get it. But I'm embarrassed to talk about it."

"Embarrassed?"

"Yes. Me, Vina-Lou, I want to be my son-in-law, I just wished. Ziza-Lou, Dalm-Lou, Rudd-Lou, Rimi-Lou, everyone, Vina-Lou, family, so… I, I think, speak, am ashamed"

Rud-Luu was puffy, and Limi-Luu laughed "haha".

"That's right. You've been telling me stories like you wanted, but Similar just fell in love with sister Vina. If I were to talk in advance, I'd have to talk about how good a woman Vina is."

"Rudd-Lou, I'm embarrassed"

"Then look a little embarrassed. If you were Sin-Lu, you'd be turning bright red without a look on your face.

I hear that Schmiral is as encouraging as possible to put his emotions on the table, but I guess that's more of a joyous emotion. Now Schmiral was about slightly frowning and didn't look shy at all.

Kukuruel, after all, keeps an eye on Schmiral like that.

"I see. So your thoughts on women made you that ready, Schmiral"

"... Yes. Yes, sir."

"I understand. I think that's great."

I was listening from the side, and I almost stumbled by accident.

"Oh, uh, are you convinced, Kukuruel?

"Yes, it would be more important to man than anything else to have his beloved man as his partner. If that's all you've found in an exotic country, you can't trade God for your homeland."

Rudd-Lou sounded a delightful laugh of "hi-ha-ha".

"You, Funny, Kukuruel! Speaking those words, only my face is so serious."

"I'm going to be very serious."

"So that's what's funny!

"Really? Talking about God and talking about love have the same weight for me"

I'm starting to feel more embarrassed than I laugh.

However, Ziza-Lou and Dalm-Lou and Ai-Fa, among others, listen to Kukuruel without moving a single eyebrow.

"I am fortunate to marry a beloved companion to the same 'gi' clan. My wife awaits my return in her hometown with six children."

"Heh. Do you have six children? We're seven brothers, too."

"No. My eldest brother and second brother work with me in the Chamber of Commerce, and my eldest sister is dowry in the other house. In addition, if you match the children who lived in your wife's belly, you will have ten brothers."

"Wow! It would be fun to have so many brothers!

"Yes, it never gave me a very happy life."

I don't even feel like more and more stories are going sideways.

Giza-Lou thought the same thing, "So," he said.

"After that, what kind of words would you like to exchange with Schmiral?

"The question is, I solved one thing. And it seems to me that the curiosity I had towards Schmiral is the same as the feeling directed towards the people by the woods themselves"

"Hmm? What does that mean?

"I am strongly interested in something called the people of the woods where Schmiral was to be so distraught. I guess Schmiral was able to give us a decision to abandon God and his homeland because he was fascinated not only by a man named Vina-Lou, but by the people by the woods themselves. … I do think you are a very attractive clan"

"Hmm. I've only exchanged words like this yet - do you know that?

"Yes, I've felt that since I was exchanging words with the aristocrats. Those in the position of nobility have so much respect for you, because the people of the woods have so much power."

Kukuruel narrowed his eyes to a sense of serenity again.

"The people by the woods have moved from Jagal to Selva. At that time, if you were aiming for Sims, not Selva, you would have been welcomed as compatriots with pleasure"

"Me, same thing, I thought. But because it was Jagal, Sim, and a hostile country, Sim, I don't think we could go for it."

And, Schmiral speaks to crackling.

"It is also a people by the woods, a temperament, a similar, a people of the meadows. Sim, the people of Wang Du, they are not alike. People by the woods, the city of Sims, if you were aiming, compatriots, you wouldn't have been welcomed."

"Oh...... sure, that might be true. If the people by the woods had reached the capital of Laorim, not the meadow of Gigi, they would not have been allowed to transfer God to Sim, and it would have been a battle on the spot"

"Heh. Even the same Sim people are that different in the capital and meadows?

In response to Rudd-Lou's inquiry, Kukuruel responded "Yes".

"It was the Lao clan that united Sims as a kingdom. The capital of Lao Lim is the stone capital built by Lao and Lim. The people who live there...... either seem to have a similar temperament to the people of the west. People living in stone towns may still have similar temperaments"

"Hmm. That's a lot of trouble. Speaking of which, it's the people of the meadows who come out to the west."

"Yes, the families of Rao and Rim do not move because they are grating their roots in the land. And there they call the people of the meadows and the people of the sea, and they do great business."

"There are other things, people in the mountains, right?

I'll try to speak that way, too, as I wander past memories.

Kukuruel then narrowed his eyes to a less serene feeling.

"Yes. The people of the mountains are a clan with terrible power. They also live in mountainous areas in the north and are far from Jagal, which is why they must be entertaining that power. It is an extremely dangerous clan that may even blade its fellow eastern people and its friends Selva and Mahydra."

If the inheritance sung by Niya in "A Seat of Gamleys" is true, the family of Gaze, the ancestors of the people by the woods, was to abandon Sims because of the battle against the people of that mountain.

He also said that the Lao clan, which now reigns as a ruler, was once persecuted by the people of the mountains to chase them where they live. It was Misha the White Sage who saved the predicament.

(Even though it is a centuries-old heirloom, are mountain people still feared as a vicious clan?)

I was truly relieved that it was not a clan living in this neighborhood.

Even if the nature is belligerent in dealing with poison, it feels more terrible than any outlaw.

"I feel closer to the people of the woods than to the people of such mountains and the people of the capital. That's why Schmiral was also able to give us the decision to move to the woods."

And Kukuruel pulled back the story.

"For me too, Genos is an important land. I find people like you there, and I am struck with great joy. If you don't mind, we'd like you to bond as a friend."

"Friends don't mean you can think to be. There's no point in just being friends by name."

Rudd-Lou laughed.

"But I like you. If we had a chance to exchange more words, we could be friends someday."

"Yes, I would love to exchange words."

"That said, you're sleeping in Castle Town, right? We in Luu's clan have been working as hunters since yesterday, so we don't have time to go down to town anymore."

"Really?" Kukuruel said with an unfortunate eye.

Giza-Lou arms up with "Hmm".

"But nothing is in a hurry. How many times will you and I visit Genos?

"Yes. At least, once a year. … No, I will go for Alglad from Genos and will be back in Genos again, so let's just say it happens twice a year correctly"

"Then all of this will also deepen the bond. Now that we know your name and existence, we can assume that the first step was taken."

Rudd-Lou looked back at Giza-Lou as he squeezed his eyes.

"Awesome. If I had been Brother Ziza a while ago, I wouldn't have had this kind of interest in the people of the east!

"... we have already bonded with the people in town. If you can't get your hands on it anymore, isn't it logical to look for the right path?"

"Well - yes, I do. I'm surprised Brother Ziza said that to himself."

Rud-Lew spilled his white teeth, and Limi-Lew laughed.

Ai-Fa and Dalm-Lu are watching everyone through silence by the time they are stunning. Very well-behaved bobcats and wolves.

(I guess there's a bit of a resemblance between Ai-Fa and Dalm-Lou. It's just like being unfathomable to the rest of us, but sweet inside.... and the fact that it's usually quiet but has a low boiling point is similar)

Kukuruel remarked again, thinking that I had no such benefit.

"The hunters are all busy, aren't they? So do Asta and the women get a little more freedom?

"Hmm? What does that mean?

"Yes. If I had the chance, I would have liked to be with you at dinner. I'm going to be invited to the restaurant with Asta soon."

There are only so many cooks out there that I can count.

In doing so, Kukuruel announced to me a distinct name.

"I'm Varcus from Silver Star Hall. Anything, you are the one who is most eager to see the ingredients we bring. You were specifically invited."

"Is it Varcus? I did get along with that person, but where did Kukuruel hear that story from?

"Um, a guy named Pole Earth told me. I hear you and Asta have been very kind."

If you could invite me to the Valkas store, it would be an unwanted pleasure for me too.

Rimi-Lou then smiled and looked back at Ziza-Lou.

"If you can eat the Varcus dishes, my sister Raina and Sheila-Lou will be so happy!

"No, but we cannot set foot in the castle town without the permission of the nobles."

"What? Can't you handle it? Even Limi wants to go!

Kukuruel is tilting his neck as he looks at Rimi-Lou, who makes his hands and feet twitch.

"It was Polearth who invited me to its Silver Star Hall. If it's being made cordial with Pole Earth, isn't it possible for you to get a pass out of there?

"Uhm... but it's up to the chief to wish for it. I can't decide on my own."

Since I mentioned it that way, Giza-Lou has looked back at me.

"In the first place, is Asta interested in that dinner party?

"Yes, of course! I think Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou feel the same way."

The word "but" rose each from another place.

Previously silent, it is Ai-Fa and Dalm-Lou.

Ai-Fa glanced more at Darum-Lou, frowning at Urunge.

"You've got overlapping words. Talk to me first from Darum-Lou."

"No, I'm not even talking about sticking around and hurrying. Speak first from you."

"Right. So... if we're going to send Kamadoku to Castle Town, we'll need to escort the hunter quickly. I don't think the nobles will harm the people by the woods, but I guess I won't be able to put an escort on my way home until sundown."

"That's natural," he nods, and Ziza-Lou looks back at Dalm-Lou.

"So? What did Darum-Lou try to say?

"... I was about to say the same thing. Well, the grace of the woods hasn't recovered yet, so even the hunters of Luu won't have a hard time making time"

Rudd-Lou laughed, as he could not see.

"You've decided to put on an escort, so it's not like you're in such a hurry to raise your voice, is it? Asta and Sheila-Lou are making fun of each other, so don't be so desperate."

The phrase "That's weird," came up again from both mouths at the same time.

It is both bitter and bitter.

"... Whatever it is, it is the chiefs and Polearths who decide. First, I'll talk to the chief, so when you forgive me, I'll talk to Polearth, okay?

"Got it," said Ziza-Lou, Kukuruel, bowing his head.

"If you don't mind, would you allow Schmiral to invite you on the spot, too? It seems that someone named Vulkas wants to hear the human appreciation of Sim's birth, so I'm sure Similar would be happy to join us."

"Okay. Let me tell you that, too."

"Ah. Then Sister Vina would like to go, too? Let's go around and do it until I do."

I kind of got the story rolling in an unexpected direction.

But it's a pleasant surprise to me. If possible, I just wanted to take him with me, even Tour-Din and Maim.

"... By the way, when is that dinner party supposed to be on the day?

and asked as such in a strangely impending voice.

Kukuruel answers quietly, "Well."

"I don't suppose that's so far ahead of us. Perhaps during the last three or four days"

"Well," Ai-Fa breathed relief.

I was probably the only one who could see what was appeasing.

Today was the 18th of the Yellow Moon, so my birthday was approaching six days later.

(Only that day, you two decided to spend it together)

With that in mind, I made Ai-Fa sneak a laugh.

Then Ai-Fa snuck a little poke at my arm, slightly reddening her cheeks.

So that day's meeting with Kukuruel came to an end.