Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 193
It wasn't that difficult to tie up the trembling, frightened lone survivor and bring him back on a horse..
He seemed to be very faithful to his faith, so I thought he might commit suicide, so I took off his mask and checked his mouth, but luckily there didn't seem to be any poison for suicide, so I gagged him with a torn cloth so that he couldn't chew his tongue..
I wanted to loot money bags from their corpses, but since I couldn't set fire to the plains to light up the darkness and the flames I could make with magic were only slightly more useful than lighters, I decided to just give up..
As I walked back with the guy who didn't even resist as if he was lost, the guys and Asilier, who were very nervous, greeted me with anger..
"I picked it up on my way there.."
Because he had given up his legitimate right to rooting, he dropped the cultist behind him with a very displeased look on his face. Carls, who accepted this as a calm reaction typical of someone who had just sorted out an inconsequential matter, asked a question with a bored expression on his face..
"oh my god. Is that really the response to dealing with 20 people??"
"Not everything. It looks like a few people ran away.."
I was going to say that if they didn't kill each other by mistake, I think about one or three of them ran away, but Asilier pointed to somewhere in the distance that I couldn't even see..
"I saw about three people approaching so I shot them. It's probably out there somewhere."
"Oh, then it’s true that everyone but him is dead. I'm glad I caught it from a distance. Resting next to a dead body is not a good idea.."
Unlike Asilier, who just nodded, saying yes, the expressions of Sen and the other guys hardened. I feel scared again.
"Well, what happened to him that made him so dazed??"
"It just instilled fear.."
For those living in modern times, it may not seem like a big deal because they have become accustomed to the countless productions of various media, but in places where such things are less developed, every little thing is a culture shock. Just because there are monsters and bandits everywhere doesn't mean you become insensitive to fear..
The enemy was clearly alone, and it must not have been a very pleasant experience to begin to lose sight of people in all directions without any sense of distance..
"I moved a little hard because of that, but I was tired. Let's leave a little late today."
"Oh, of course! You handled it all by yourself, of course! When should I wake you up??"
"It will wake up on its own."
The effect was good, but performing double acceleration repeatedly and creating a sudden appearance consumed more horsepower than expected. After properly preparing my sword in the light of the campfire, I gave them direction on how to treat cultists before entering the tent..
"Don't try to find out too much. Don't kill. Since he is clearly a prisoner of war, he must be properly fed. The rest is up to you.."
I caught this guy because I had no intention of solving it in a short period of time anyway. We'll deal with the cultist issue only after we've done all our business in Ogwen and they've returned to their front yard. It was Merdella who carefully questioned my words..
"Can I ask what level is too much??"
"Just don't do anything that involves physical violence. Anyway, even if we find out right away, the problem of cultists will come later. There's no need to rush."
Fortunately, that was the end of the question. I went into the tent and lay down, thankful that there wasn't too much blood on my clothes..
Then, quite naturally, Asilier, who had come in with me, stretched out her left arm and lay down next to me to sleep..
"...Let your sister sleep too.?"
"There's no reason to stay awake since LD took care of everything anyway. I don't think they'll run away. It's not like we're going to be wiped out instantly while we're sleeping.."
"I found it very unsatisfactory...."
"I saw them splitting roles and doing various things for a moment, and I think that would be enough to be considered a proper adventurer.."
The Adventurer's Guild's grading standards are uneven..
It's completely natural. Those who are excellent at party play, but have limited skills and cannot even catch ogres, or those who have the ability to catch ogres while blowing their noses, but do not have the know-how in one-on-many combat, making them dangerous even when ten goblins are swarmed, it is difficult to decide who has the upper hand. Because it's pointless. When dealing with multiple enemies, the standards are bound to be uneven because they have to be divided into types such as adventurers with exceptional individual strength and adventurers with exceptional individual strength..
Of course, if you catch a real ogre that easily, you can crush a goblin with just a punch..
In that sense, Asilier's evaluation is certainly a reasonable and cold-hearted one. If a party has been maintained for about ten years, that alone is enough to qualify. You can go into a decent level monster den with a smile on your face, destroy it, and then come out..
Because of that confidence, he must have taken decisive action to destroy the consciousness of the religious group and rescue people..
"Come to think of it, my sister had a long gap, so she took the grade review again, right? How far were you promoted in the past??"
"Self-sufficiency."
The immediate answer that came out as if it was obvious did not contain any pride, but it also sounded as if he was saying that if you are called an adventurer, you must be self-sufficient. And I know it's not an illusion.
"What did your sister say? Up to grade level..."
"It's just a filter created by the guild to filter out people who aren't skilled. Of course I remember."
Of course, she was a bit extreme too. According to Asilier's standards, there were only Red, Purple, and Silver levels for adventurers, which meant low, medium, and expert respectively. Anything less than that is a probationary period, and they have the mentality that if they settle for that probationary period, they will just fall by the wayside. Looking back, it's a very radical idea. In fact, you probably know her, but maybe she used to have the same personality??
Well, regardless of Asilier's past, I also came to sympathize with her claims after experiencing the work of an adventurer, albeit briefly. Of course, it's not that there aren't normal and good people, but those who remained as blue-level adventurers for more than three years were usually the ones with a problem somewhere..
Regardless of whether they are incompetent trolls or grossly incompetent, people fail the qualification review for a variety of reasons, including those who have experienced something major and are unable to move forward..
'Those who make a living by repeating completely stable requests rather than ‘adventure’. Still, it's not like I'm losing my skills or personality, so other people don't see it as a bad thing either. However, it was very common to describe them as 'employees of the guild' and not regard them as fellow adventurers..
"I heard that teaching is rewarding at LD. Sometimes I can't figure it out."
While I was lost in those thoughts for a moment, Asili lightly pinched my cheek and went to sleep with a satisfied smile..
Because the conversation flowed naturally, I missed the opportunity to be slightly apart from Asilier, so I eventually gave up and closed my eyes..
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Even though my eyes opened on their own and I woke up, not much time had passed and it was only now that day was starting to dawn. About 3 hours? I think the fatigue I felt was related to horsepower consumption rather than physical issues..
It wasn't like I was really getting any more sleep, so I woke up Asilier and left the tent, where I saw them preparing breakfast in the foggy plains under the dew. It was so quiet that even the slightest noise I made while moving was audible. Sen, who was in the middle of boiling soup, spotted me and started talking to me..
"You woke up earlier than expected.?"
"Somehow it happened. What about cultists??"
"They weren't very cooperative. But I found out that I have no intention of committing suicide.."
"okay? That's surprising again."
"It's their doctrine. If you commit suicide, like other pagans, you will wander around in this world forever with only your soul left.?"
For a cult member, they have a strange side..
"Then when you get caught like now?"
"They say that if you die from torture, you are a martyr.."
"Huh."
Are you not even considering the possibility of betrayal? These are the people who keep raising questions about topics that are completely useless right now. When I turned my head and looked at him, the guy who was watching what Sen and I were talking about carefully avoided my gaze..
"Yes, wait with excitement for the day of martyrdom that will come someday. That kid is more important now, so look after him.."
"Kid?"
"Bellesica. When I had a brief conversation with the cultists, they said that he had a high status as a sacrifice or something. Do you know anything??"
In response to my question, Sen crossed his arms, frowned, and began to shake his head vigorously..
"This is my first time seeing people follow me like crazy people, but in fact similar cases are more common than you might think. Things like sacrificing virgin blood, warriors with more achievements being loved by the gods, etc. are everywhere.."
"In the end, I'm saying that such common cases are the only ones that come to mind.."
"Unfortunately, that seems to be the case. What on earth is this sacrifice so great that they send 30 people to come and catch it??"
Fuck. Is that what you heard? 30 warriors. I tilted my head at the question that arose too late and changed the question..
"hey. You said you stopped their ritual and saved them, right? What are they doing that they have 30 combatants? Isn't he too big for a cult member??"
As Itisel, whose pantheon is the basic base, it can be said to be very open when it comes to religious views, but it is not a country that is tolerant even of those who are labeled as cultists..
Even in a world where gods exist, it is a very big problem to forcibly kidnap non-believers and offer them up as sacrifices. Since atheists live in a world bordering on mental illness, they are bound to believe in at least one religion, so in the end, they arbitrarily sacrifice other people's beliefs to their own gods..
This is not a story about just following the law, but a catastrophe occurs in which those who claim to be the true warriors of the gods fight a religious war among themselves..
"Ah, these are demonic religions.."
"...what?"
Demon religion? God of demons? I was dumbfounded for a moment, so I said it reflexively without realizing it..
"Crazy fuck. They don't do human sacrifice.."
"and! You know the demon religion! Eldmia, aren’t you really a noble? Usually I just think, 'Oh, that could work.' I only see the same reaction?"
When I glared at Sen, who was looking at me with wide eyes, wondering what was so surprising, she let out a sheepish laugh and continued speaking..
"Because it’s a cult, it’s a cult. I went crazy because of the war. It's a group made up of mercenaries and escapees who survived the battlefield and has grown in strength... Recently, they've been moving out a lot, causing trouble even in our local area.."
After all, war is a bad thing to do. There are all kinds of crazy people in the world..
"It really sucked. It turns out that she is a candidate for sainthood of some religion.?"
"ha ha ha."
Sen shakes his head in bewilderment and laughs heartily at the words he said. Even though I'm dumbfounded, I can say it's a reasonable suspicion since the pseudo-bastards are rushing in like that..
In the end, I couldn't help but burst into laughter and looked at the cult member again....
"...Why the fuck are you reacting like that?."
A cultist who was listening to us was causing an earthquake in his pupils..
No, these guys?
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