The girls in our group run like a pack of straw when the girl on water duty calls out to them.
It is very difficult to bathe and wash in a place where there is no water and all we can do is wipe ourselves using a large pot of hot water.
It was still cold and we were traveling in dry land so it’s still very much welcome for us.
If there is another trip, I would like to have another water bottle.
I also need scrap leathers to sew the holes in my shoes and I have so many uses for thread that run out of it quickly. And when I really need it, I even have to untie my clothes.
We seemed over equipped when we left but when we were traveling, we found that we had a lot of things we didn’t have.
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After we ate dinner, we lay down in our tents as we were on guard from midnight today.
No one makes a sound in respect to everyone sleeping.
It would disturb the morning watchmen.
I, too, was holding a short sword in my arms and just as I began to sleep, the tent was rolled up.
「Pickles-san, the centaurs from this morning are here.」
It seemed like we had some visitors.
「Pickles of Torquiva and her herd! You’ve saved us this morning! This is a token of my heartfelt thanks!」
Rabeita, the centaur of Keineros, who we saved from being chased by a giant beast, said cheerfully while holding up a jar and a piece of meat wrapped in a leaf as souvenirs.
TN: Yeah, Keirones suddenly turned into Keineros. I don’t know why but it’s not really relevant.
Behind him are several more centaurs, probably from his pack, puffing on cigarettes while keeping an eye on the surroundings.
「Thanks」
「That’s our cheese and smoked beef of hexagon buffalo.」
「I see, thanks then.」
I gratefully accepted the far and the meat and handed them to Jiren.
「Ah, so, you know」
Rabeita approached me slowly, looking somewhat displeased and said in a small voice.
「I’m sorry about this but there’s a really troublesome guy with me. I’m really sorry but, could you at least listen to what he say?」
「Troublesome? What?」
「Maa, a centaur noble, or former ruler of this land or something……he followed me on his own.」
「Noble? Centaurs have their own nobles?」
「There are no other races in Keineros aside from centaurs so naturally the idea that those with the oldest bloodline are the beast has become entrenched…」
「Hee, I didn’t know a place like this existed.」
「Anyway, our fathers valued them so much they became conceited and wouldn’t listen to us. I am truly sorry but please listen to what he has to say.」
「Maa, I guess it can’t be helped.」
「Sorry」
After apologizing again and again, Rabeita returned to his group.
He was replaced by a slender centaur with dull blonde hair, and dyed blue and embroidered clothing.
He had no muscles which means he’s not the type of man who would work hard or do hard things.
「Yaa yaa, are you the reincarnation of Neuron, the god of bows, the wielder of the mighty bow?」
「Huh?」
「I am Zakron of Keineros, son of Abukabu, descendant of the Wheel Empire royalty who once ruled half of this continent.」
「I’m Pickles of Yanakan, daughter of Kanai.」
「Mou, from a mountain tribe, a very fortuitous encounter.」
「What do you mean?」
「We, the Wheel Empire Liberation Army, will soon attack the City of Sanaldi in the southern mountains! Our companions were all born in the plains so we’re looking for someone who’s used to mountains!」
「Hee〜」
Speaking of Sanaldi, isn’t that an industrial city that specializes in making magic tools?
I think there are probably a lot more people in their chivalry than in a normal city.
「The Sanaldi has mines so it’s definitely an important base for the mages who make the iron road of the earth dragon. Furthermore, once the people inside are taken hostage, there is no way they’ll cast magic from outside.」
「Fuuhhh?」
The military will not hesitate to burn the city down with the hostages if push came to shove.
The girls in our group run like a pack of straw when the girl on water duty calls out to them.
It is very difficult to bathe and wash in a place where there is no water and all we can do is wipe ourselves using a large pot of hot water.
It was still cold and we were traveling in dry land so it’s still very much welcome for us.
If there is another trip, I would like to have another water bottle.
I also need scrap leathers to sew the holes in my shoes and I have so many uses for thread that run out of it quickly. And when I really need it, I even have to untie my clothes.
We seemed over equipped when we left but when we were traveling, we found that we had a lot of things we didn’t have.
-0-
After we ate dinner, we lay down in our tents as we were on guard from midnight today.
No one makes a sound in respect to everyone sleeping.
It would disturb the morning watchmen.
I, too, was holding a short sword in my arms and just as I began to sleep, the tent was rolled up.
「Pickles-san, the centaurs from this morning are here.」
It seemed like we had some visitors.
「Pickles of Torquiva and her herd! You’ve saved us this morning! This is a token of my heartfelt thanks!」
Rabeita, the centaur of Keineros, who we saved from being chased by a giant beast, said cheerfully while holding up a jar and a piece of meat wrapped in a leaf as souvenirs.
TN: Yeah, Keirones suddenly turned into Keineros. I don’t know why but it’s not really relevant.
Behind him are several more centaurs, probably from his pack, puffing on cigarettes while keeping an eye on the surroundings.
「Thanks」
「That’s our cheese and smoked beef of hexagon buffalo.」
「I see, thanks then.」
I gratefully accepted the far and the meat and handed them to Jiren.
「Ah, so, you know」
Rabeita approached me slowly, looking somewhat displeased and said in a small voice.
「I’m sorry about this but there’s a really troublesome guy with me. I’m really sorry but, could you at least listen to what he say?」
「Troublesome? What?」
「Maa, a centaur noble, or former ruler of this land or something……he followed me on his own.」
「Noble? Centaurs have their own nobles?」
「There are no other races in Keineros aside from centaurs so naturally the idea that those with the oldest bloodline are the beast has become entrenched…」
「Hee, I didn’t know a place like this existed.」
「Anyway, our fathers valued them so much they became conceited and wouldn’t listen to us. I am truly sorry but please listen to what he has to say.」
「Maa, I guess it can’t be helped.」
「Sorry」
After apologizing again and again, Rabeita returned to his group.
He was replaced by a slender centaur with dull blonde hair, and dyed blue and embroidered clothing.
He had no muscles which means he’s not the type of man who would work hard or do hard things.
「Yaa yaa, are you the reincarnation of Neuron, the god of bows, the wielder of the mighty bow?」
「Huh?」
「I am Zakron of Keineros, son of Abukabu, descendant of the Wheel Empire royalty who once ruled half of this continent.」
「I’m Pickles of Yanakan, daughter of Kanai.」
「Mou, from a mountain tribe, a very fortuitous encounter.」
「What do you mean?」
「We, the Wheel Empire Liberation Army, will soon attack the City of Sanaldi in the southern mountains! Our companions were all born in the plains so we’re looking for someone who’s used to mountains!」
「Hee〜」
Speaking of Sanaldi, isn’t that an industrial city that specializes in making magic tools?
I think there are probably a lot more people in their chivalry than in a normal city.
「The Sanaldi has mines so it’s definitely an important base for the mages who make the iron road of the earth dragon. Furthermore, once the people inside are taken hostage, there is no way they’ll cast magic from outside.」
「Fuuhhh?」
The military will not hesitate to burn the city down with the hostages if push came to shove.
