Erio-kun, Mya-chan ......!"
When Jörg, a peddler who knew them, saw Erio and Mya, his dark expression changed to a smile.
Jörg, a small, fat, middle-aged man with the appearance of a merchant, rushes toward them with a nimble movement that I have never seen before.
We've been waiting for you, Erio and Mya! That package is this month's medicine! Oh no, the medicines in this village have a good reputation, so they are really helpful. We will receive your package here. So let's move to a different place for business or rather consultation!
Jörg, who was a bit of a jerk, took the package and loaded it onto the wagon.
undefinedHe called out to the Mohicans and asked them to guard the luggage, then pushed Erio & Mya, who had not yet responded with their approval, out of the way.
The destination was their new home.
Erio & Mya's parents died a long time ago in an epidemic.
At that time, their home had to be burned to prevent the epidemic from spreading further.
The farm was also sold to pay for their parents' medicine, so they became adventurers to survive.
Gimla and Wardy, who were already deceased but were in the same party as the adventurers, were the second and third sons and had nowhere else to go, so when they decided to leave the village as adventurers, they accompanied them.
Erio and Mya used their savings from their days as adventurers to buy a new house in the village, which they had vacated, and made it their home.
They gave Gimla and Wardi's share to their families and used the money to build their graves. From time to time, in their spare time, Erio and Mya would clean their graves.
A peddler, Yorum, forced his way into Erio and Mya's newly purchased home.
Although they were partly carried away by his momentum, both of them understood that he had something to tell them and complied with him.
When the door closed and the three of them were alone, the peddler Jorm explained the reason for the forced change of location.
After bowing deeply, Jörg cuts him off.
'I am sorry, both of you, for taking you out so forcibly and for barging into your homes. ...... Actually, I have a favor to ask of you two that I can't talk about in front of you ......."
A favor you can't talk about on the spot?"
Mya tilts her head cutely.
Peddler Jorgum starts his story earnestly.
I don't know if you two know this, but the danger level on the streets has gone up recently. Rumor has it that people passing through the streets are being indiscriminately targeted, and in some places villages are being attacked and burned to the ground. That's why the demand for adventurers has gone up. Thanks to that, we could only hire bad-patterned ones like them. ......"
Elio and Mya think back to the guards hired by Yorum.
All of them had mohawks for some reason, and they looked tough because of the sunglasses they wore. They also wore spiky leather clothes, and all of them were solidly built for their race.
This makes them very intimidating.
They were very ill-patterned, as Yorum said.
"To be honest, I'm worried about going to the city near the Duchy of Six with only their escort, ...... so I'm going to ask you two to come with me as my escort in anticipation of their skill and trustworthiness, please? Of course I'll pay for the escort. I'll even color it for you!"
Certainly not something to talk about near the Mohicans who hired them as guards.
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