Chapter 29 - Turning Point
We arrived at the pilgrimage site of the fourth apostle.
I listened to the teacher’s cursory explanation.
If there’s nothing worth mentioning, there’s no need to get it into my head.
“Next stop is Silvestre Nagisa Lusaju’s base ……”
The mourning woman Silvana huffed, forcibly interrupting the teacher’s explanation.
“I don’t care about all that, let’s go buy some clothes.”
I’m sure she’s trying to get me to buy her own clothes as well, taking advantage of the situation.
It’s not a good idea to deduct this money from teacher’s salary.
Milva can also use magic, but she basically fights with a bow.
She can also use a sword.
If I had to put her in a class, I’d say she was a magic swordsman.
But her fighting ability is pretty average.
It’s a bit dangerous to travel alone.
Or rather, I think it’s reckless.
I’m not sure why she did such a reckless thing when she has common sense.
But …… it would be insensitive to pry into that.
The destination will be a magician-type armor shop.
As usual, the teacher stays at home, saying, “No, we can’t take the pervert with us, because they might even take us to the order’s quarters.”.
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In times like these, the mourning woman Silvana has a lot of energy.
She’s like an old lady rushing into a bargain sale at the supermarket.
There was no way I could resist that kind of power, so …… I had to buy three pieces for the mourning woman Silvana and seven pieces for Milva.
The report from the clerk was as expected.
“It will be ready in three days.”
I guess we’re stuck here for three days.
Milva bowed her head apologetically.
“Um …… I’m sorry.”
As with the mourning woman Silvana, she was wearing a newly purchased outfit.
The basic look is a white-based shadow striped blouse and a pale pink flared skirt for a more relaxed look.
She seemed to be very particular about fashion and asked me for my opinion on various things.
But it wasn’t an abstract question, so I didn’t feel any pain in answering.
She also took a lot of care of me, as if she knew that a man would be bored in such a situation.
This was very different from the usual mourning woman Silvana.
I didn’t think such a nice girl would have to go through such a disaster.
I laughed and waved my hand lightly.
“Oh, it’s fine.”
The smug mourning woman, Silvana, stuck out her chest.
Why does she look so pompous?
“Yes, yes. In times like this, you should say thank you. “
And you should look apologetic.
You should have at least one-hundredth of Milva’s common sense.
Milva looked at Silvana with a dumbfounded expression on her face, but she soon turned to me with a serious face.
“Let me at least do something to repay you.”
It’s good to see someone with common sense.
Favorability rating UP.
I wonder if I can get it out of her if I go this far.
“Hmmm, let’s see. I have a lot of questions I want to ask you later.”
The grinning mourning woman, Silvana, laughed.
“Oh, what Al wants to know is something out of the ordinary, so be prepared for that.”
Milva gave her a strange look.
“Out of the ordinary?”
“Oh, don’t worry, there won’t be any sexual harassment questions like a virgin.”
Milva looked at her in disgust.
“Al would never ask such a thing.”
“Well, he’s like a sixteen-year-old enlightened man. It’s like he’s a born hermit.”
No, if he was a hermit, he wouldn’t be in the world.
“Can I ask you to come to my room later?”
“Yes. Right after we get to the inn?”
“Let’s do it after dinner. It might be a long conversation. Also, we can’t talk in the dining room because the drunks will be too friendly and riotous.”
It’s not just that, though.
It’s something I can’t talk about in public.
The mourning woman Silvana whistled and looked away.
If you’re aware of it, then fix it.
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After dinner, we went through the Hydra confrontation, which has become a scheduled event.
And then Milva came to visit the room.
Strangely, her cheeks are a little flushed.
I suggest a chair and face her.
“So, if it’s something I can answer, I will.”
No need to preface it.
It will make her even more cautious.
“Are you or any of your relatives directly involved with the apostles?”
Milva seems to freeze up and open her mouth in an O shape when she is surprised.
Well, bingo.
She looks like she wants to ask me how I know this, but I try to answer her first in a disciplined manner.
It’s kind of funny.
“Yes, but how do you know?”
This theory is not something you can tell people.
“It’s just a hunch.”
Her mouth froze in an O shape again.
“Are you sure you’re asking everyone you meet?”
“It’s the first time I’ve asked this question, Ms. Milva.”
Her mouth froze again, forming the letter O again.
This is kind of fun.
""
“What I want to ask you about is what happened before and after the apostles’ death.”
Silence reigned in the room for about a minute.
I opened my mouth with a serious face.
“Oh, of course I won’t tell anyone. I swear on my name.”
Milva looked at me with serious eyes.
“I’ve only been friends with you for a short time, but I know I can trust you.”
Milva was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and let it out.
“My father knew him …… and he taught me a lot.”
Past tense, I’m convinced it smells fishy.
“By the way, were there any churches or other organizations that pressured you to do this?”
She froze again, opening her mouth in an O shape again.
It’s cute when you get this far.
""
Then she looked at me with a bit of alarm.
I shrugged my shoulders.
“It’s just an unfounded assumption.”
“Vana said it was out of the ordinary. But I didn’t think it would at this level.”
“Can I ask for more details on that, if you don’t mind?”
Milva closed her eyes and let out a small breath.
After a few moments, her eyes opened and she was serious.
“I just want to know one thing.”
“Please.”
“How do you feel about the Apostles and the Church?”
“As long as you don’t tell anyone, I’ll answer.”
It was a worst-case scenario answer.
My gaze collided with Milva’s, but she was the one who averted her eyes first.
Milva looked down for a moment, but then she looked up and looked straight at me.
“Your answer is good. That’s the answer.”
Milva seemed to be casting a spell.
Then the atmosphere of the space changed.
There is a faint sound that resembles a mosquito sound.
Maybe it’s an audio-blocking spell.
Could it be that all sound is converted into a high-frequency sound like a mosquito sound?
I couldn’t help but think about its principles.
“Where should I start?”
“Well, let’s see. The changes that happened to the people around you before, just after and after the death of the apostle.”
Her mouth froze again, opening her mouth in an “O” shape again and again.
No, you’re too surprised every time.
She opened her narrow eyes to the limit and froze.
“A-Al, what do you know?”
“I’m just a curious person who likes to fantasize. You don’t have to be so surprised every time.”
I had finally arrived at the turning point of my knowledge-gathering, which was, in a way, sent to me out of expediency.
Quietly, but surely, I was elated.
Chapter 29 - Turning Point
We arrived at the pilgrimage site of the fourth apostle.
I listened to the teacher’s cursory explanation.
If there’s nothing worth mentioning, there’s no need to get it into my head.
“Next stop is Silvestre Nagisa Lusaju’s base ……”
The mourning woman Silvana huffed, forcibly interrupting the teacher’s explanation.
“I don’t care about all that, let’s go buy some clothes.”
I’m sure she’s trying to get me to buy her own clothes as well, taking advantage of the situation.
It’s not a good idea to deduct this money from teacher’s salary.
Milva can also use magic, but she basically fights with a bow.
She can also use a sword.
If I had to put her in a class, I’d say she was a magic swordsman.
But her fighting ability is pretty average.
It’s a bit dangerous to travel alone.
Or rather, I think it’s reckless.
I’m not sure why she did such a reckless thing when she has common sense.
But …… it would be insensitive to pry into that.
The destination will be a magician-type armor shop.
As usual, the teacher stays at home, saying, “No, we can’t take the pervert with us, because they might even take us to the order’s quarters.”.
◆◇◆◇◆
In times like these, the mourning woman Silvana has a lot of energy.
She’s like an old lady rushing into a bargain sale at the supermarket.
There was no way I could resist that kind of power, so …… I had to buy three pieces for the mourning woman Silvana and seven pieces for Milva.
The report from the clerk was as expected.
“It will be ready in three days.”
I guess we’re stuck here for three days.
Milva bowed her head apologetically.
“Um …… I’m sorry.”
As with the mourning woman Silvana, she was wearing a newly purchased outfit.
The basic look is a white-based shadow striped blouse and a pale pink flared skirt for a more relaxed look.
She seemed to be very particular about fashion and asked me for my opinion on various things.
But it wasn’t an abstract question, so I didn’t feel any pain in answering.
She also took a lot of care of me, as if she knew that a man would be bored in such a situation.
This was very different from the usual mourning woman Silvana.
I didn’t think such a nice girl would have to go through such a disaster.
I laughed and waved my hand lightly.
“Oh, it’s fine.”
The smug mourning woman, Silvana, stuck out her chest.
Why does she look so pompous?
“Yes, yes. In times like this, you should say thank you. “
And you should look apologetic.
You should have at least one-hundredth of Milva’s common sense.
Milva looked at Silvana with a dumbfounded expression on her face, but she soon turned to me with a serious face.
“Let me at least do something to repay you.”
It’s good to see someone with common sense.
Favorability rating UP.
I wonder if I can get it out of her if I go this far.
“Hmmm, let’s see. I have a lot of questions I want to ask you later.”
The grinning mourning woman, Silvana, laughed.
“Oh, what Al wants to know is something out of the ordinary, so be prepared for that.”
Milva gave her a strange look.
“Out of the ordinary?”
“Oh, don’t worry, there won’t be any sexual harassment questions like a virgin.”
Milva looked at her in disgust.
“Al would never ask such a thing.”
“Well, he’s like a sixteen-year-old enlightened man. It’s like he’s a born hermit.”
No, if he was a hermit, he wouldn’t be in the world.
“Can I ask you to come to my room later?”
“Yes. Right after we get to the inn?”
“Let’s do it after dinner. It might be a long conversation. Also, we can’t talk in the dining room because the drunks will be too friendly and riotous.”
It’s not just that, though.
It’s something I can’t talk about in public.
The mourning woman Silvana whistled and looked away.
If you’re aware of it, then fix it.
◆◇◆◇◆
After dinner, we went through the Hydra confrontation, which has become a scheduled event.
And then Milva came to visit the room.
Strangely, her cheeks are a little flushed.
I suggest a chair and face her.
“So, if it’s something I can answer, I will.”
No need to preface it.
It will make her even more cautious.
“Are you or any of your relatives directly involved with the apostles?”
Milva seems to freeze up and open her mouth in an O shape when she is surprised.
Well, bingo.
She looks like she wants to ask me how I know this, but I try to answer her first in a disciplined manner.
It’s kind of funny.
“Yes, but how do you know?”
This theory is not something you can tell people.
“It’s just a hunch.”
Her mouth froze in an O shape again.
“Are you sure you’re asking everyone you meet?”
“It’s the first time I’ve asked this question, Ms. Milva.”
Her mouth froze again, forming the letter O again.
This is kind of fun.
""
“What I want to ask you about is what happened before and after the apostles’ death.”
Silence reigned in the room for about a minute.
I opened my mouth with a serious face.
“Oh, of course I won’t tell anyone. I swear on my name.”
Milva looked at me with serious eyes.
“I’ve only been friends with you for a short time, but I know I can trust you.”
Milva was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and let it out.
“My father knew him …… and he taught me a lot.”
Past tense, I’m convinced it smells fishy.
“By the way, were there any churches or other organizations that pressured you to do this?”
She froze again, opening her mouth in an O shape again.
It’s cute when you get this far.
""
Then she looked at me with a bit of alarm.
I shrugged my shoulders.
“It’s just an unfounded assumption.”
“Vana said it was out of the ordinary. But I didn’t think it would at this level.”
“Can I ask for more details on that, if you don’t mind?”
Milva closed her eyes and let out a small breath.
After a few moments, her eyes opened and she was serious.
“I just want to know one thing.”
“Please.”
“How do you feel about the Apostles and the Church?”
“As long as you don’t tell anyone, I’ll answer.”
It was a worst-case scenario answer.
My gaze collided with Milva’s, but she was the one who averted her eyes first.
Milva looked down for a moment, but then she looked up and looked straight at me.
“Your answer is good. That’s the answer.”
Milva seemed to be casting a spell.
Then the atmosphere of the space changed.
There is a faint sound that resembles a mosquito sound.
Maybe it’s an audio-blocking spell.
Could it be that all sound is converted into a high-frequency sound like a mosquito sound?
I couldn’t help but think about its principles.
“Where should I start?”
“Well, let’s see. The changes that happened to the people around you before, just after and after the death of the apostle.”
Her mouth froze again, opening her mouth in an “O” shape again and again.
No, you’re too surprised every time.
She opened her narrow eyes to the limit and froze.
“A-Al, what do you know?”
“I’m just a curious person who likes to fantasize. You don’t have to be so surprised every time.”
I had finally arrived at the turning point of my knowledge-gathering, which was, in a way, sent to me out of expediency.
Quietly, but surely, I was elated.
