Chapter 63: City of Canals (part ten)
While being carried by Tirnanog, we climbed the wall behind Water Palace.
Tirnanog was walking on four legs without attracting attention.
It was a bit awkward because he was not completely in his dragon form, but the mobility couldn’t compare to upright walking.
(After all, he’s working too hard……)
I forgot about it since he seemed fine, but Tirnanog was in his convalescence period after his restoration.
When this matter was over, it would be nice for him to have a relaxing rest.
While thinking about such, I arrived at the veranda of my assigned room.
It seemed that Palug hadn’t return yet, so we entered the room and waited for her.
After we entered the room, Tirnanog shrugged off his mantle.
The stuffed toy-sized Tirnanog jumped out from inside the crack on the back of his armor that looked like a cicada’s husk.
He made one turn mid-air and landed brilliantly on the carpet.
『Good grief, finally I got my solid body back.』
“Sorry for troubling you today.”
『Don’t worry. It was quite fresh and fun.
Aah, leave the armor as it is. So it will be easier tomorrow since I don’t have to stretch it again when I wear it.』
After saying so, Tirnanog dragged out a large washbasin from inside one of the large luggage that was brought in and poured water in it.
It seemed that he was going to relax by bathing.
I put a sheet over the armor that was thrown away before someone else saw it.
Now then, I should look over the materials before Palug returned.
I sat on a chaise longue and spread the books I bought on the table.
First off, let’s read the book I purchased.
The pilgrimage story was a book that summarized anecdotes from the surrounding area by monks.
It was a collection of stories about various folklores that the seven horse-riding pilgrims gathered to kill time.
It had many stories about monsters and phantom beasts which made it the perfect book for my purpose.
The story of the first weir and the kraken.
The tragic love story of the Silver Alchemist who married the Northern Princess.
A story of an old monk who carried out serial killings by smearing poison on banned books.
A story of a navigator that got shipwrecked in seven voyages by seven kinds of monsters.
A story of an alchemist who made the Sword of Fire and fought against the Prince of Sword.
The tragic love story of the Eastern Princess who loved the golden-haired Werewolf Prince.
The story of a goblin and the cursed silver.
Somehow this region had many materials about the magical beast Kraken.
Yeah, was this the death flag for six years in the future?
While it was worrisome, but the seven kinds of monsters, magical swords, goblins, and werewolves were also worrisome.
As I wrote a summary in a notebook with a simple illustration, Tirnanog peered into it.
『There is no problem if it’s just an octopus. I will devour all of them.』
“Yeah, I will leave it to you then.”
Next, I turned over the manuscript of a diary written by a merchant some hundreds years ago.
In addition to the notes about the fluctuating price of wheat and eggs, worrisome descriptions were mixed in.
For example, the poisoning incident that occurred in the monastery two hundred years ago from the time this was written was described as a warning against greed.
This was probably the story of the old monk who made a serial killing by poisoning the banned books in the previous pilgrimage story.
I see, I should compare these two books to know what era the folklore was based on.
While reading the book and taking notes, I heard the door opened.
From there, another me appeared while grinning broadly.
It was Palug who had finished dinner.
When I looked over my shoulder, Tirnanog was asleep as he bathed inside the washbasin.
“Welcome back, Palug.”
“I’m back. Oh my, this guy, he’s sleeping already?”
“It’s because he had worked hard today.”
“Hmm. Then it can’t be helped.”
When Palug returned to her former state and crept closer to Tirnang, she touched the water inside the washbasin with the tip of her nail.
After a short time, the water began to foam and steam came out of it.
『Mu!? Aah, what, it’s the cat, huh.
It seems that I fell asleep before I knew it.』
『Good morning. Isn’t it a good hot water?』
『Umu. I don’t really care about it.』
『If you didn’t wake up, I would have just kept it boiled as it was, you know~?』
Tirnanog stretched pleasantly inside the hot water.
Palug chuckled and sat beside me and looked into the spread materials.
『Oh my, my master is very diligent.』
“If there is something I can do during my stay, I want to do it.”
『This is also useful for me. Tonight I will go to the pilgrimage point that comes out in this book.』
Palug brought a wagon with silverware dishes.
『The two of you haven’t eaten yet, have you? Eat this properly, okay?』
That said, Palug opened the silver dish covers.
Steamed chicken, steamed cabbage with warm carrot salad, and cheese appeared from inside.
While eating, we shared information on our first day in Knot Reed.
“First, let me hear about what happened today in Water Palace, Palug.”
『After switching, I didn’t see Count Nibelheim.
Aah, that’s right. In order to match the talk with Ernst and the others, I need to keep you updated about the launching ceremony.』
I cut a steamed chicken with a knife and fork and thrust it into Tirnanog’s mouth as I listened to Palug.
The sauce on the chicken and the warm vegetables used cheese and they were very rich in flavour and delicious.
“I see, for example?”
『As the new aircraft carries golems in the inside, it seems that the Golem Guild is supporting it in general.』
The Golem Guild here was not the guild where golems gathered but the guild of golem creators.
It was a powerful group as factories used golems in many areas.
“Is there anything else?”
『As for maritime insurance bidding, it seems that there was a dispute before we arrived.
As expected, it seems that Turm decided to take over.』
As expected from the successful merchant Turm.
They were going to take over the maritime which was a big insurance essential for shipping.
『Another thing. There are rumors that the alchemist who got caught by an aristocrat from Ignitia to make white porcelain had escaped.』
“Oh, that is some progress from the rumor I heard before.
So it’s not missing but run away, huh.”
『It seems that they escaped in the middle of the incident in Island of Messenger.』
So there was such a thing happened in the shade of panic due to Auguste’s super-wide mental interference, huh.
If it was someone with the blood of the Visitor’s Clan who wasn’t easily influenced by the mental interference, that incident was probably a great opportunity.
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