Chapter 47

I welcome the morning while riding the Ortem trolley .

I can see the sun rising over the mountains .

This kind of thing is a bit exciting because its so travel-like .

Gizel, she must be mad at me .

I blurted out to myself .

It would be at least three years before I return to the village .

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a copy of the map from the chiefs house .

According to the map, the lake should be in sight by now, but there was nothing but forest all around .

The map was pretty sketchy, so I cant get a good sense of the distance .

I took three maps that seemed to be as accurate as possible, but even if I had a few, they were not very helpful .

Perhaps its inevitable because the Marren people dont have much opportunity to interact with the outside world, but this map The quality of the map is not good enough .

There is even a map with some sort of a map drawn in the check-marked circle .

Even if I compare it with others, I cant find anything of interest .

Whats the point of all this? I wont bother to go all the way around to check this, but Im a little curious .

It looks like an old map, maybe the lake has been reclaimed long ago . I wonder if its possible .

I cant help but think about such a crazy thing .

Anyway, Ill try to go straight ahead a bit more .

I am aiming at the city of Lomarn .

It is said that Lomarn has a lot of trade and drifters .

Ive heard that the security is not so good, but because of that, the regulations on chimeras and dangerous magic tools should be loose .

Its also easy to handle the items I brought in from the village .

Since I came all the way to the Capital, I have to go to the place where I can get various magic ores and grimoires . Id like to try it .

although the information is a bit outdated, so Im a bit dubious about what it looks like now .

When I was about to put the map copy away, it shook badly .

The shaking caused me to let go of my hand and drop one of the copies of the map . The paper rode the wind and flew off into the distance .

Aho! Aho!

The bird quickly flew over and flipped itself around with the paper in its mouth .

It flew away with a bang .

This bird!

I thought about making it into a grilled chicken, but its no use getting my eye on it .

I have three copies of the map anyway .

I could easily shoot it down with magic, but I dont want to go all the way back to get them either .

Hey hey, get a grip .

Originally, the one at fault is the Ortem Trolley for badly shaking .

The one made it is me, though .

I lightly tapped the front of the Ortem trolley on its face .

Then I crouched down and then let out a gasp, and the totem trolley shook again and It slowed down .

Huh?

It wasnt so much that it had slowed down, but rather that the power had stopped working .

It seems to be relying on the extra power to run now .

As I feared, it was slowing down more and more and coming to a stop soon .

Youre kidding! Hey!

I shouted and hit the side of the totem trolley with a clatter .

Move! I said move it! You! You! Move, please! Wait, please!

Its not responding .

This is not good . Were a long way from the village and our destination .

Were going to die in the wild if we dont move .

Move, please! Excuse me! Im sorry for coming on so strong earlier, Ortem Trolley-san! Of course, there will be shaking! Sometimes I want to shake things up too! It was my fault for not holding the map properly, so please dont get in a bad mood! Im so sorry! Im sorry to be so stingy with the ride!

I tried to cut my cross and apologize, but of course, there was no response .

It seems that the magic power has been completely drained out of him .

For now, lets give it magic power again .

Lets reset it and start by pressing the start button .

This is the basis of what I do when my computer goes bad . This is whats called a previous life knowledge cheat .

Oh Puppets, Dance

I waved my wand and the wheels rattled and shuddered .

Then black smoke rose from Autems mouth in front of me, boffing .

N-no way! Ortem Trolley-san!

I went down and inspected the Ortem trolley .

As a result, the magic ore called Ledda, which accumulates magic power, was cut out, and the part that was cut out was filled with an Emict . It turned out that another magic ore had been applied to it .

Emict had originally intended to use it for this part of the body, but when a certain amount of magical power flowed through it, its properties change and it doesnt function . I decided to use a Ledda because of the drawbacks . .

Its inconceivable that Ive attached it by some mistake .

I cut out the magic ore on purpose and attached it to it .

Not to break it, but to do such an elaborate imitation of it so that it probably wont work in time .

It was designed to stop working after exactly one-fifth of a full charge of magic .

The Totem Trolley is my original .

If I didnt know exactly how it works, I wouldnt be able to do this .

Even the Chieftain would probably not be able to do something like this without me noticing .

Dont tell me that Gizel

Gizel would know about Ledda and Emicts magic ore .

I remember saying proudly, I thought it would stop working immediately, but it seems that the converted magic power had changed Emicts nature . I think it will work if I make it into a Ledda .

I had also written down the fact that I could do the trick of the time difference thing, because I thought it could be applied to something .

I wrote it with my own letters and symbols, breaking it down into bits and pieces, hoping I would understand, perhaps I could decipher it .

If you remember that one, this level of crafting is possible without being familiar with the whole mechanism .

The magic ore in Ledda is not that valuable .

Thats why I didnt bother to load them on the trolley either .

Its only natural since the luggage is already full .

If I had been able to replace the whole thing, I could have noticed and repaired it before I left the village .

If they had been wrecked, they could have rebuilt the day tomorrow . We could have taken other steps .

However, If I show up at the village with the previous offense of escaping at night just to collect materials, then leave the village again . I cant do that .

For the record, I dont have the guts to do that .

Theyre definitely coming to break my heart after foreseeing my character .

No, but would Gizel do something like this?

Its true that Gizel may be the only person in the settlement who can do this .

But with Gizels character makes it hard to imagine her using such a prolix and insidious move .

If Gizel had sensed that I was planning to leave the village, she would have cried to me right then and there .

Then Ill wait for you to return . Im sure youre not feeling well, so take care not to collapse on the way . Dont push yourself, and if it gets hard, please turn back immediately, okay?

Suddenly, Gizels words passed through my head .

These were the words Gizel had spoken to me as I was heading to the Chiefs house .

Ah

Dont tell me that she said that expecting the I would run away in the middle of the night?

At this distance, if I turn back, I can barely crawl home with my strength .

Its really just barely .

If I dumped all of our luggage and kept walking while drinking Abel drink, I could make it home by the end of the day .

If the distance was more open than this, Im sure my strength wouldnt have been able to keep it up .

I would have cut through the magic ore to adjust the operating time just in time .

Besides, I wont be angry, so please dont be desperate and come back, okay? She even implied that he was going to be there .

Perhaps the letter was also crushed, and when I got home, Im just adjusting the Ortem Trolley in the morning . From the looks of it, it looks like there was a malfunction . Geez, brother! Ill say shamelessly, and maybe hes not going to blame me for it .

Its possible that shes even talking to father .

Maybe if I broke down and ran back here, I would have no energy left .

My big decision is buried, Im will be forced to exercise without eating or drinking, and will be saved by my sister who I betrayed .

By the time I reach the village, I will be physically and mentally exhausted .

I will be at the mercy of the wind . I know this very its me were talking about .

After that, the ceremony will be held as if nothing had happened .

Guuuuuuuu

I groaned and lay down on the ground .

I couldnt help but hug him as I saw Autem Torokko spitting smoke from his mouth .

I was so pathetic that I even started to cry .

Checkmate . I was completely checkmated .

Just as I was about to give up, I heard the sound of some creatures footsteps approaching .

I looked back up and saw a wagon .

It was of simple construction, like a large cart .

A young man with green hair was sitting on the drivers seat, looking at me with a troubled smile .

Hey! Youre in the way! Can I ask you to stop sleeping on the side of the road!

It wasnt a man calling out to me . It was a voice from a pile of jute bags packed into a cart .

For a moment I thought the jute bag had spoken, and then a girl came out of the pile of bags .

She had blue hair and curled horns like a sheep from around the top of her ears .

Like the Marren tribe, there are many humans in this world with unusual physical features .

Blue hair, sheep-like horns .

Im sure Ive seen these features in a book, but what race are they called again .

Im going to give you a pillow, so you can sleep on the side of the road as long as you like!

The sheep girl threw one of the burlap bags at me .

Hey, hey, Mea-san, please dont throw my goods!

The man sitting on the drivers seat screams out in grief as he looks back at the sheep girl .

I let the burlap sack that was thrown at me play in my hand .

Is it the thing stuffed inside wheat?

Theyre peddlers, apparently .

This is an opportunity .