Episode 637
“what’s the matter?”
“Oh, no. “That person just…”
The driver stretched out his finger in confusion.
I just asked for directions, but he was running away with all his might as if he had seen some kind of wyvern.
Guyando looked at that and spoke seriously.
“I guess he’s afraid of carriages.”
“…?”
The coachman glanced at Gainando.
No matter how much I thought about it, what I just said felt like nonsense.
Is there anyone in the world who is afraid of carriages?
‘no. This person goes to Einrogard. You know much better than me, the ignorant coachman.’
The coachman shook his head to get rid of the blasphemous thoughts he had just had.
Although he was still young, the person the coachman was currently serving was a member of the imperial family (though his rank was a bit low) and a wizard attending Einrogard.
That wisdom could never be underestimated.
“yes. “Then let’s keep going.”
“Oh. excuse me! “There’s one more person!”
“!”
This time it was a peddler walking with his luggage on a pony.
He must have been a fairly skilled peddler, and his face was rough and full of scars. In her eyes, the will to travel from the hot southern deserts of the empire to the cold northern glaciers flashed.
There were no people more reliable and better to ask questions than the peddlers who traveled around the empire like this. The coachman hurriedly shouted.
“Look! Hey! “Let me ask you something.”
“Ask.”
“Is this the right way to the Wardanaz family?”
“Are you going to the Wardanaz family?”
“That’s right. As a guest…”
The peddler quickly took the luggage from the pony and threw it at the coachman. The coachman was astonished and covered his face.
“100 million! “What are you doing…”
The peddler ran away without looking back. Neither the pony nor the luggage were packed.
“……”
“…I think that person is afraid of carriages too?”
‘Something is strange!’
The coachman suddenly felt something strange.
No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t that I was afraid of carriages.
They were afraid of the name Wardanaz family!
Even if the person who passed by earlier was like that, even the peddler who had been through all kinds of hardships just ran away.
“young master. Doesn’t something seem strange? “Is there something going on with the Wardanaz family?”
“no. “Lee Han said nothing happened.”
“Who is this person named Lee Han?”
“my friend. Ihan of the Wardanaz family! By the way, I’m your best friend.”
“…?”
The coachman paused.
If you want to find out what’s going on in the Wardanaz family, you should ask an objective outsider. Shouldn’t you ask the family members, ‘Is your family okay?’
If that friend named Lee Han is plotting an evil plan…
The coachman had also heard several frightening rumors about the Wardanaz family.
The Kraha family had told me, ‘Don’t worry, it’s just a rumor,’ but when things got like this, it suddenly came back to me.
What if it wasn’t a rumor?
‘Oh, no. This person is a student at Einrogard… If his friend had hatched a suspicious plot, he would have recognized it first!’
The coachman struggled to compose himself.
Whoosh!
Guynando threw the crumpled paper out of the carriage window. The coachman looked puzzled and asked.
“What were you throwing?”
“ah. Arithmetic problem. it is a secret. “I’m going to say later that a bird stole it secretly!”
“……”
Gainando was so amazed at his own wisdom that he didn’t notice that the coachman’s eyes were getting colder.
“It’s a village. “Let’s take a short break.”
The vast territory of a great noble family was close to an independent space, so there were separate villages and users within it.
As the Wardanaz family’s territory was naturally like that, the village of Udamhwa (優曇華) seen now could be said to be the village closest to the family and the last village before entering the territory.
And for the coachman, it was his last chance to obtain useful information.
Squeak!
The coachman stopped the carriage in front of the Inn on the Sculpture in the Clouds.
“Young master, please stay here.”
“huh.”
Gainando nodded, immersed in <Dog Beast Detective Toberiz>.
“Come this way! Come this way!”
The inn servant quickly ran out and motioned to the stables.
Although this village was certainly not a city, it was a fairly large and prosperous village. This was evident from the fact that the village inn accepted an eight-horse carriage without hesitation.
In the case of small villages, there were cases where people were simply confined to the outskirts due to lack of space.
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‘Great. In a town this big, you’ll definitely be able to get useful information.’
The coachman made a firm determination.
It may be true in a small town, but in a large town, at least one person is bound to tell you the correct information.
“…?”
The moment he opened the inn door, the coachman felt a sense of discomfort.
The spacious first floor was filled with old, round wooden tables, and villagers and travelers were sitting here and there, filling large tin glasses with alcohol.
At the counter inside, the owner was skillfully working on a barrel, and even the bards were sitting next to him. It was a large inn befitting a prosperous village.
however…
‘Why is there no sound?’
Surprisingly, this inn was eerily quiet.
The villagers and travelers just sat in silence without saying anything. The owner was quiet and even the minstrels did not play.
“Who… who passed away?”
“Shh!”
In response to the coachman’s question, a nearby villager signaled for him to be quiet.
“Shut up. gentile. “Because now is not the time.”
“…??”
“Sit here. hurry.”
The coachman sat down next to the villager without knowing what was going on. The villager frowned and whispered.
“I happened to come on a day like today. “You’re out of luck too.”
“W-what do you mean?”
“Look out there.”
The coachman turned his gaze to the window.
A gigantic, irregularly shaped demon with dozens of hooves was stalking the village.
And next to the devil was a boy. The boy muttered as he held the paper and placed the package on top of the devil.
“hmm. Next… do you need chocolate? Ah, you bastard. “I think I’ll only eat chocolate…”
-Did you give birth to a child in Einrogard…?
The coachman was so scared that he almost fell. Then the villagers became even more frightened and grabbed the driver.
“Stranger, who are you trying to kill?!”
“I… I’m sorry. I was so surprised. Big, big, big, what on earth is that?”
“The devil of the Wardanaz family.”
The villagers spoke the name of the Wardanaz family in voices full of awe and fear.
“The Archmage’s minion!”
“Why on earth did the Great Wizard send the devil to the village?”
“Do we understand? “I’m doing this because I don’t know!”
Only then did the coachman understand why the inn was so quiet.
And when I thought about it, not only the inn but also the outside of the village was quiet.
Now people were holding their breath for fear that they would find something to blame!
“Well, the Wardanaz family is a family of wizards who protect the empire…”
“Well said. gentile. “You go and talk to that devil.”
The coachman kept his mouth shut.
“Do you know why the name of the inn here is ‘Piece on the Clouds’?”
“Well, I don’t know?”
“When the owner was young, he went out to the lake with a boat and was dragged above the clouds.”
The old dwarf sitting next to him, who was just listening to the conversation, spoke quietly.
“Dwarves have a saying. Don’t get involved with the archmage. Even if the Archmage is a just person, there is nothing good about it. “If you destroy your life…”
Rattling!
“!?!?!”
Everyone in the inn held their breath.
While they were talking, the inn door opened and a boy from the Wardanaz family came in.
“Would you like to wait in the stable?”
-I’m not talking… I understand…
gulp!
The sound of someone swallowing was particularly loud.
The boy walked over and asked the owner.
“Could you please buy some candied lemons? “I heard at a general store that the candied lemon here is so delicious…”
thud!
The owner quickly took out a whole container of candied lemons. The boy looked puzzled and answered.
“There is no need to give me this much.”
“Jejejejeje is a gift from my heart!”
“Please spread a little bit.”
The boy put some candied lemon in his mouth and became lost in thought.
“Do you have any grapefruit?”
“You mean, sleep, sleep, grapefruit? yes!”
“It’s a grapefruit, right? “Wait, please listen to this for a moment!”
-If this is going to be the case, why did you send me to the stable… I’m definitely not complaining…
When the boy was short of hands, he called the devil.
The inn was the quietest it had ever been today. It felt like if a needle fell, it would sound like thunder.
“Don’t drop this.”
-yes…
“Would you like one?”
-yes…
“Do you like it?”
-It’s so delicious…
“Fortunately, the. haha.”
The boy chatted with the devil, then took all the candied sugar and left.
Only then could people breathe.
“Did you see it? “Why did we tell you to shut up?”
Instead of answering, the driver kicked down the door and ran out of the village.
* * *
Nilia sat inside the Makin family’s carriage and glanced outside.
‘oh. Those flowers are delicious.’
For a moment, she thought about stopping the carriage, picking some flowers, and asking Joner to eat them, but Nilia refrained.
If the coachman saw it, he might laugh inwardly.
-oh my god! How can the daughter of the Makin family be such a barbaric, vulgar, rough, hunter who eats animals alive…
“for a moment! Stop the carriage!”
Yoner shouted to the driver, opened the carriage door, and jumped out.
Then he quickly gathered the flowers and came up panting.
“…This flower is good for making wind barrier potions. “I’m sorry for startling you.”
Yoner explained why he felt awkward when he made eye contact with Nilia. Neilia felt very happy.
“No, those flowers are delicious too! Look over there. “That person is eating flowers too… Oh!”
“???”
Yoner looked out of the carriage in confusion as Nilia screamed.
A familiar relative was sitting on the grass with a gloomy face, muttering flowers.
“……”
“……”
Gainando, who was mumbling flowers, looked up. Gainando cried out when he saw the Makin family’s carriage.
“Yoner!!!”
“depart!”
Yoner shouted coldly.
However, Gainando caught the carriage with incredibly quick movements.
“it’s me! me!”
“How do you prove you’re not a fake?”
“…W-here. “I have homework from Lee Han!”
“It’s fake. depart!”
Joner, who did not want to be involved with troublesome relatives until the holidays, ordered coldly.
But Nilia’s heart weakened a little.
“Uh, can I ask what happened?”
“…Ugh. “You’ll regret it.”
Yoner sighed and opened the door. Gainando came up crying.
“What’s going on?”
“The coachman ran away!”
“You must have been wrong.”
“no!!”
Gainando told the driver’s story in a voice full of sorrow.
He left me in the carriage and disappeared!
“I asked the villagers and they said he just ran away. Sobbing.”
Yoner and Nilia exchanged glances.
There was only one thing I could guess.
“Did you force the coachman to read the magazine?”
“They must have used black magic on the coachman.”
“You asked the coachman to buy you a snack, right?”
“Didn’t you ask the coachman to do your homework for you?”
“Not everything?!”
Gaynando was furious at his friends’ suspicions.
These guys couldn’t even be called friends!
