Chapter 143 - Rainy Back Alley (2)
I widened my eyes at Yard’s request.
“You want to go with me?”
When I asked back, Yard nodded.
“That’s right.”
Seems like I didn’t mishear.
“Why? What about the circus troupe?”
Yard was someone who cherished the circus troupe and its members more than anyone else.
I couldn’t understand him leaving the troupe to move with me.
“It’s fine since Asher is there.”
Asher John Jameson, the acting leader of the Slavan Circus Troupe and the only pillar who could replace Yard’s position.
Even in the novel, it was him who led the circus troupe after Yard left to follow Jade, so he could be trusted and depended on.
However…
“If it’s about chasing Yumil Javan, you don’t need to come to me, right? From what I heard from Abasael, you were going to get information from the Jeffries couple?”
How much did I cheer when I first heard from Abasael about meeting the Jeffries couple?
If it was those two, there were many ways to use them.
Since their lover’s life was at stake and more important than their own, they would certainly not move half-heartedly.
“You probably heard from Abasael too, but those two are members of the organization Javan belongs to. To be precise, the factions are divided, but if you just wait, they will bring back information to capture Javan. So why do you want to follow me?”
At my question, Yard smiled bitterly.
“I agonized over it a lot too. I thought, since I can get information to approach Javan thanks to El, isn’t it fine as it is?”
In Yard’s eyes, after taking a small deep breath, there was not the usual good-natured smile but an unquenchable flame of hatred burning.
“But I know Javan better than anyone else. He is a cunning fellow who doesn’t trust anyone. They say even rabbits dig three holes, so no one knows how many escape holes that leader has made.”
Certainly, Javan is not an easy opponent.
He is capable but unpredictable in personality, and while seeming weak, he always hides a fatal dagger.
“Do you think Javan can manipulate his own information without anyone knowing?”
He nodded at my assumption.
“It could be used against us.”
“It’s a sufficiently possible situation.”
A naive Nivel might not know, but Javan could notice the Jeffries couple digging up information on him.
“So I can’t sit still. When I first talked to you in the capital, I realized. It’s such a sad thing, but as long as I’m with my beloved troupe members, I can never even catch Javan’s shadow.”
It’s not that Yard was lazy or negligent in searching for Javan.
It’s just that Javan was also on high alert about the Slavan Circus Troupe he created, so Yard couldn’t catch his eye.
“I can’t guarantee you’ll meet Javan even if you come with me. It might be quite a dangerous journey.”
“It’s fine. At least it will be better than now.”
I smiled brightly at his determination.
“My advice is to create your body double in the circus troupe. It will be convenient to hide from Javan’s potential eyes.”
Javan is wary of Yard.
So it helps to delay as much as possible the fact that Yard has left the circus troupe and started moving alone being known.
At my words, Yard’s expression brightened.
“Then!”
“I’ll be counting on you from now on.”
I’m just grateful to have someone who knows the ways of the world.
Except for me, everyone is a genius with a screw loose, so I’m the only one suffering.
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The sky was filled with gray clouds. A water droplet fell onto a middle-aged man’s nose bridge.
“Rain again?”
The raindrops that fell one by one gradually poured, starting to wet the streets.
A squall poured down, and a drizzling rain engulfed the back alleys of the city.
A gloomy smell of rain enveloped the streets, and the man entered a tavern in a deserted alley while being rained on.
Inside the tavern, a green-haired young man was sipping a drink, and the middle-aged man sat next to him.
“Long time no see, Leader. I didn’t expect to see you in this country and not the Empire.”
At the greeting from the middle-aged man, the green-haired young man replied with a bitter expression.
“I’ve been racking my brain trying to find your whereabouts, Vice-Captain.”
The middle-aged man, addressed as Vice-Captain, narrowed his brows and shook his head.
“Address me properly. I’m no longer the vice-captain.”
“Can’t you come back?”
“No.”
At his curt answer, the green-haired young man let out a small sigh.
“…The members are still waiting for you.”
At the young man’s words, the middle-aged man snatched the young man’s glass and downed it in one go.
“I feel sorry for the members, but I have no choice. All I have left now is that child. Didn’t the medical group Dogwon that the leader introduced, and the high priest, fail to save her?”
In the breath of the middle-aged man setting down the glass, there was a strong scent of alcohol and deep lamentation.
“I only have one path left now.”
The green-haired young man looked at him gloomily and sadly.
“Don’t stray from the path of man, Wayben.”
“Don’t interfere. I decide my own path. Aiomaia.”
The two men who glared at each other ended with the green-haired young man closing his eyes first.
Getting up from his seat, Aiomaia draped the cloak hung next to him over his shoulders and said,
“I’ll come find you again.”
“No, don’t come anymore.”
“…The Free Knights Union will always welcome you back. I pray that freedom and justice will be with you.”
After the young man left the tavern, the middle-aged man left alone made a bitter expression.
“Rather than me for whom it’s already too late, I hope freedom and justice will be with the leader.”
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The carriage left Ziliville and headed southwest.
Pulling the carriage were foal series dolls of Silua, and sitting in the driver’s seat was the cross-dressing Zillian series wearing a hooded cloak.
Actually, with Abasael’s modifications, the carriage could operate on its own without a horse.
However, such carriages were extremely rare even in the aerial city, the holy land of mages, so horses and a coachman were necessary at least for show.
“By the way, it’s amazing. Even though the carriage is running so fast, I don’t feel any shaking.”
Certainly, even if it was a paved road, it was still just a dirt road.
There would be a lot of gravel in between, but it was as comfortable as driving on an asphalt road.
The combination of dwarf technology and Supreme Mage magic was indescribable.
At Jade’s admiration, Abasael barely suppressed his laughter and rambled on about how he had modified the carriage.
He was reciting exactly what he had told me before leaving Ziliville, but he didn’t seem to get tired of it.
Perhaps it was because Jade showed various interest unlike me.
“Wow! That building looks unique!”
Silua pointed to a building far away and exclaimed as if it were fascinating.
The building Silua pointed to was a single-story wooden house.
“You’re right. It’s interesting.”
“Even within the same country, the building styles are quite different.”
Gilbert and Precia also focused on the building with a style they were seeing for the first time, as if it were intriguing.
Yard, who traveled all over the country, smiled knowingly and said,
“Judging by the buildings, it seems we’ve reached the southernmost point.”
The eastern part of the continent, including the kingdom, basically had a mild oceanic climate.
However, in the southernmost part of the kingdom, the hot and humid sea breeze from the southern sea and the cold and dry wind from the Bastille mountain range in the north collided, forming a rainy season front from early summer.
Therefore, the southernmost region had precipitation concentrated in early summer, so the architectural culture developed differently from other regions.
During the rainy season when precipitation was concentrated, the ground easily softened, so rather than stone structures that were sturdy but had high weight load, wooden structures that were light and well-ventilated developed.
I muttered, looking at the gloomy sky outside the window.
“Is it already the rainy season?”
One day in early July, quite thick streaks of rain pattered on the carriage.
Actually, it was fair to say that this rainy season was also part of a magical phenomenon.
The cold air mass from the north was created from the coldness of Bastille made by the Sage of Winter Wood.
And the hot and humid sea breeze was created as the temperature of the southern desert of the Empire, made by the Sage of the Sun who had become undead, was conveyed to the sea.
Come to think of it, since this rainy season front had only formed about 170 years ago, the architectural style seemed to be a mixture of wooden and stone structures to some extent.
Well, before the Sage of the Sun became undead, this area would have also had an oceanic climate, so it was only natural for the previous style to remain.
“Usually people rarely go south during this period. May I ask where you are headed?”
At Yard’s question, I looked far away.
“My chosen destination is a ruins located in the southwest, but before going there, I plan to briefly stop by a small city called Bryuta located in the south. I heard apples are a specialty there since there’s a basin area in the south.”
Bryuta was a city that was destroyed by a certain character in the novel.
By the time the novel began, it had already disappeared from the map and turned into a disaster zone that ordinary people couldn’t even approach.
However, according to the information from the Twilight Guild, it seemed to be still intact.
Although there were casualties in the incident where the mermaid Eily went crazy, most people had evacuated.
But the incident that would occur in Bryuta was different in nature.
If I could prevent the disaster in which numerous people die, I intended to prevent it this time.
Since the worst villain was born from that disaster, it would be easier later if I stop it now.
However, I couldn’t tell exactly when the incident would occur, so I might come up empty-handed.
All I knew was information from the novel.
“I’ve been to Bryuta once before. The local lord there was definitely a bastard who colluded with the local underworld and sucked the marrow out of his territory’s people, so it’s best to be careful.”
I nodded at Yard’s advice.
“Did you all hear that? Keep the IDs I distributed before, and disguise yourselves frequently.”
At my words, Yard was startled.
“Shouldn’t you tell them not to cause unnecessary fights or accidents with the soldiers at times like this?”
“Ahahaha! It’s fine, it’s fine. Who will know if we cause a ruckus as long as we hide our identities and faces well?”
I’m going to the city to cause a ruckus in the first place, so what’s the point of staying put?
Even if I stayed still, it was clear that Jade and Precia, who couldn’t tolerate injustice, would take action first.
It would probably be hard to stop them, so it was more comfortable to take the direction of covering up and doing damage control.
Hearing my answer, my companions nodded and said,
“Let’s set up a rotation to watch over Yuan.”
“Young Master is definitely the most worrying.”
“Looking at those eyes, he’s clearly thinking of causing trouble.”
Even Abasael, who had just joined, was actively participating in the rotation to monitor me.
No! What did I do wrong!
It’s unfair! I haven’t caused any major incidents since I opened my eyes in this body!