“Stop! Who are you?”
The first line utter when I drew near to the base camp of the merchant party is probably this.
Mr. Guard is performing his duty diligently, isn’t he?
“Oh, excuse me. I’m just child who is a little lost.
Or rather, could you tell me the way to the nearest town?”
I hold the conversation while raising both my hands up to my head to show the lack of hostility.
“A lost child…? At such a place…?”
“He is fairly young.”
Two of the guards inquired this way while raising the weapons in their hands.
There is a doubt to the possibility of me being a thief.
By the way, the language I am speaking currently is Japanese.
As I the intended to place words by using magic, the other party should hear it as if we are talking in an understandable language.
Conversely, I hear words from the other party in Japanese.
“Err, I do not intend to do anything. However, could you tell me the direction and distance of the town?”
“……The town of Torres is around 2 days south.”
After worrying briefly, a person of the guards taught me the direction to the town while pointing.
The town of Torres.
I’ve never heard of it.
“I see. Thank you very much.”
I give thanks and leave.
As long as the distance and direction to the town is heard, it isn’t necessary to approach unreasonably.
If it’s 2 days by a carriage, I should barely be able to arrive by the end of tomorrow.
However, the sun has completely set already.
Let’s sleep in the open here today.
Since it will only burden the guards with useless anxiety to be here,
I decided to take a rest somewhere approximately 1km away from the merchant party.
At night, eating canned meal, wiping my body with water produce from magic and after drying the washed undergarment, I now check the area nearby with search magic as I intend to sleep.
I’m surprised.
The number of people of the merchant party at the north has tripled.
No it’s different, it did not increase particularly.
This is, however, an attack by thieves.