Chapter 395: Reincarnated as a Genius of the Most Talented Family
290. Give me a chance
It was a while later that the man opened his eyes.
“Are you okay?”
Dazed eyes.
“I treated the injury. The wound wasn’t deep, so I just applied some medicine and wrapped a bandage.”
He looked a little surprised when he heard me.
“Me, what happened to me?”
“I found him lying in the middle of the desert.”
“Ahh… … Dude, I definitely thought you were dead… … .”
“If it had been just a little bit later, it probably would have happened.”
Then Jenna came and handed me some water.
The man took the water with his parched hands, his expression filled with embarrassment.
Gulp, gulp.
Is there a separate water of life?
That’s the elixir of life.
“Khuh… … .”
He took a sip of the water and suddenly crossed his arms.
“Thank you. I will never forget this favor.”
Ernest added from the side.
“It seems like a desert tribe’s way of expressing gratitude.”
“aha.”
“That’s correct. Do you know about our tribe?”
“I don’t know. I just did some research before coming here.”
Anyway, the man gave a blessing.
“May the god of our Smar tribe bless you.”
Then he said, “Ugh,” and covered his mouth.
“The Empire… was a person?”
I understand what you’re worried about.
“You don’t have to worry. The Imperial Church won’t come all the way to the desert.”
“Whew. That’s good. Well then, I’ll be going now.”
The man seemed ready to leave.
Priscilla blocked his path at that sight.
“I can’t go.”
“Why, why are you stopping me? I have urgent business to attend to.”
“My stamina has dropped significantly. It looks like I’m leaving without even a single bottle of water. I won’t last a day and I’ll collapse again.”
“… … .”
That’s Priscilla-like.
Of course, even if it weren’t Priscilla, who would stop someone who had just been treated from walking through this desert without proper preparation?
Maybe it’s a bit of intuition.
I suddenly became curious about the reason.
“I said it was insufficient.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Where is your tribe?”
“They live in colonies across the western end and the middle. They originally lived together, but the chieftain took half of them and moved to the western end.”
The western end.
It matches where we need to go.
“Where are you guys going?”
“We’re going to the western end.”
At those words, the man looked surprised for a moment and then shook his head.
“You’d better give up. I don’t know what’s there, but even if I go, there’s nothing to gain.”
“Is it because of the chief?”
“Yes. Since they are hostile to us, it is only natural that outsiders will be hostile to us as well.”
This is a bit weird.
“Was there any conflict within the tribe?”
Then Ernest asked me what I was wondering about.
Then the man’s answer flows out.
“… … The chieftain was murdered.”
It seems like there was some serious internal conflict.
“I… … shamefully failed to stop it and ran away… … .”
The man covered his face for a moment and then sighed.
“So I was on my way to Pex.”
“To ask for help?”
“Yes. Of course… … The possibility is low, but… … .”
Then Jenna asked me next to her.
“Can’t we help you?”
I simply questioned that.
“why?”
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“Huh? Why? It’s a sad situation.”
“It is not for us to judge.”
Jenna seemed momentarily shocked by those words.
But Althur added a word from the side.
“Dane is right. It’s not our place to judge. Any problem is different when viewed from the inside than when viewed from the outside.”
Jenna probably felt sorry for this man after seeing his behavior.
But our principles of conduct are always the same.
Is it profitable?
“That’s right. I’ve received so much help from you guys, and I can’t ask for more.”
The man seemed to agree with this.
His eyes don’t look like it, but he himself doesn’t seem to be able to ask for help.
“But I must repay you, so I will give you a warning. Whatever your purpose in coming to this desert, it would be best not to stop at the ‘oasis.’”
oasis.
We got information from the looters about where we were going.
“You mean the oasis near the western end with the big date palm trees?”
The man was startled by my question.
“That is a place you absolutely, absolutely must not go. The former chieftain made it his base.”
Why are things so tangled up here?
“Was there internal division?”
“Yes… … It’s long, but it was something the chief did while intoxicated by evil power.”
A wicked power in the middle of this desert.
And, of course, they chose the oasis where the demons’ beads were discovered as their base.
this…….
Something seems to be seriously tangled up here.
“Please explain in more detail.”
* * *
The man’s name was Ahmes.
His position was that of a strategist for the Smar, the only nomadic people in the Western Desert.
“The chief’s behavior had been quite suspicious since about a year ago. Since then, he had been disappearing more and more often, and when I asked him about him when he came back late at night, he would always say something about being out somewhere.”
The strange phenomenon of sandstorms in Pecs began about a year ago.
“So?”
“Then… … a few days ago, one night, the chieftain and his followers leveled the place we were staying at.”
“So the chieftain died because of that.”
“I closed your eyes with my own hands.”
Ahmes continued, wiping the tears from his dry face.
“I was attacked right after that. Several people rushed at me and I was ambushed from behind.”
It was a surprise attack from behind.
I recalled the location of Ahmes’ wound that Priscilla had treated.
“A surprise attack from behind?”
“They were cowards. The Smar tribe has always had a tradition of fighting fairly… … .”
Ahmes vents his anger at my question.
“After being stabbed like that, I was stabbed and cut several more times. Luckily, I found a camel nearby. I was able to climb up and escape even though I was injured… … .”
“So that’s why you’re going to Pescara.”
“Yes. To ask for help in some way. Realistically speaking… … there’s nothing I can do if I go back.”
Ahmes’ sigh flows out.
“When I gathered the information, I should have taken action in advance, but the chieftain drew the line because he was not the kind of person to do that. But in the end… … he died at the hands of the person he trusted.”
Chief.
A rebellion broke out within the Smar tribe, and it appears that they had been using the oasis as a base before that.
It is not unreasonable to speculate that it is related to the Demon Tribe, or more precisely, traces of the Demon Tribe.
“Dane, this stinks.”
Those were Leila’s words.
Ernest also agreed to this.
“We’re going to find that trace anyway. But the chieftain happens to be at that oasis.”
“It’s as Ernest said. While we’re at it, why don’t we take care of the chieftain as well?”
The guys seemed to be getting a little excited at the smell of adventure again.
The same goes for Jenna, Althur, and Dorian.
“There really is something always happening to us.”
“It’s something to think about when we go to a place called Oasis and what to do with the chieftain, but it seems certain that we must go.”
“Teachers, isn’t this too exciting?”
Even Benatio, who had not said much until now, added a word.
“Senior, I think it’s right to go to Oasis first.”
Just one person.
Only Priscilla is silent.
I locked eyes with Priscilla.
Yeah, that makes sense.
This man, the only ones who directly examined Ahmes’ wounds were Priscilla and me.
Everyone’s eyes were suddenly focused on me.
At this point, Ahmes also looks at me with quite earnest eyes.
But I think I need to check this strange sense of discomfort that has been raising its head since a while ago.
“Did you say Ahmes?”
“That’s right.”
“You said you were ambushed from behind, but the wounds were all concentrated in the front.”
“… … .”
see.
Eyes that waver for a moment.
“I’m just asking because I’m curious.”
When he asked, pretending not to know but genuinely curious, a feeling of relief crossed Ahmes’ face.
“That’s… … That’s right. Luckily, I instinctively turned my body right before I got hit.”
“You don’t look like you’ve been particularly trained to do that, though.”
“… …You shouldn’t judge a person by their appearance.”
A slightly angry look.
Why would you be angry?
Or is he just pretending to be angry?
I decided to start putting pressure on him little by little.
“The location of the wounds was also a bit strange. They were mostly shallow. It was a miracle that I only got those wounds when I was surprised and the enemy was trying to kill me.”
“Oh, it’s a miracle. That’s how I got out.”
“Considering that, there wasn’t a single wound in the area that enemies usually target when attacking.”
Ahmes seemed momentarily speechless.
Then finally he started to stutter.
“What on earth are you talking about? Are you interrogating me, who miraculously escaped from a major accident?”
Because the words don’t make sense.
But the question about the wounds we have healed is just one of the ways to confuse the other person.
There was separate, decisive evidence.
“Priscilla.”
As soon as I opened my mouth, Priscilla came over and stretched out her hand towards Ahmes.
“What are you doing now… … .”
Divine power projected immediately thereafter.
Normally, unless you are a wizard, you will feel warm and cozy.
Because that is what divine power is.
However, in this case, the story is different.
“Ugh, ugh… … ugh!”
If the opponent is a demon.
Or, were heavily influenced by the Demonic Clan.
In that case, just being bitten will cause tremendous pain.
“Ugh, kuaaaah!”
Amidst the screams and the shock of everyone else, I realized with certainty that my prediction was correct.
“also.”
A wound that seems to have been self-inflicted.
The magical power of the Demon Tribe was faintly felt when first discovered.
That’s why Priscilla used potions and bandages instead of the convenient method of divine power.
“Oh my god. What is it?”
“This person… … is in pain?”
“Have we been deceived…? Teachers?”
I was fooled.
That was understandable.
But it wasn’t Priscilla or me.
I approached the suffering guy and grabbed his chin.
And he gathered magic power into his hands.
“Tell us why you deceived us and why you are going to Pecs.”
“Ugh, ugh. Kill me!”
Yeah, these damn accidents just keep happening.
I thought I had solved something.
Still, it would be natural to encounter the demon’s magical power while searching for traces of the demon.
I looked at Ahmes, who was glaring at me with a venomous look that was hard to imagine from his pitiful appearance from before.
“There’s one thing I didn’t tell you.”
“… … .”
“If you don’t speak, you will die very slowly, in this pain.”
I can clearly guess what the guy’s intentions are.
But after hearing it from the bastard, we need to make a concrete plan before heading to the edge of the Western Desert.
I searched the bastard’s arms.
And then I took out an object of unknown purpose that I had seen before while treating him.
“What were you planning to do with this?”
“Kill him!”
The other person doesn’t open his mouth.
Well then, maybe we need some mercy.
“If you speak obediently, I will give you a chance.”
“opportunity?”
“Yeah, a chance to die in one go.”
“… … !”
The guy’s face turned white.
fantasy,
