Siegfried grew up seeing a lot more people in the Empire than others thought.
This was possible because adventurers, who were born far from the center of the empire, ca from border cities that outnumbered ordinary citizens. Although he ca to another world in the form of possession, the god who invited him to the other world left the mories of the owner of the original body intact, so Siegfried could not be seen as a pitiful child who later beca an idiot.
No, he says he was possessed, but maybe he only realized his previous life belatedly, and he may have been reincarnated in this body from the beginning. However, I was not sure because the boundaries of my mories were so vague. It’s just that the mories of the previous life are so vivid and intense that it’s just possessed.
Anyway, thanks to that, Siegfried was able to see a much more diverse human group compared to his previous life. A wizard whose wrist was blown off while cheating on dice. Up to that wizard’s wrist was cut off. It was good, but a warrior who burned to death because he couldn’t block the spell. A thief who unknowingly tried to pickpocket and got a hole the size of a fist in his stomach. There were more people suffering from monsters.
The reason why refugees who suffered more from monsters than other areas flocked to the border city was simple. This is because the empire tried to expand its territory beyond the border, where developnt was halfway abandoned due to the excessive distribution of monsters.
It was like a kind of western pioneer era, but the big difference was that the natives were monsters stronger than ordinary humans, and as a result, nurous settlents appeared and disappeared repeatedly. And the safe territory of mankind where those who survived the process arrived first was the border city where Siegfried lived. That’s why Siegfried had many opportunities to see people who lost everything overnight in a variety of ways.
Such people overca their wounds in their own way, but those who used revenge as the driving force did not have normal human relationships, and those who decided to build a new life chose the road away from the unexplored land where only painful mories remained. Even those who had overco the most intactly lived with a mindset similar to a kind of liberation, far from revenge. That’s why Siegfried felt very strange about Eldmia, who knew how to distinguish between revenge and everyday life as if sharing public and private affairs.
At the sa ti, I had a reasonable suspicion that there might be sothing hidden from the outside.
“Is the house… very sophisticated?”
“It’s a long-awaited house, so I worked hard to decorate it. It’s reasonable, right?”
Even if it was an accidental opportunity, there was a reason why he dared to co ho.
Eldmia was able to beco a stronger helper than anyone he had seen so far, and for Siegfried, who was at least sowhat serious about saving humanity, he was a talent he wanted to recruit. However, after realizing it, I didn’t want the ending of becoming a ti bomb because I went crazy in a part that I didn’t show to others, so I tried to take a lighthearted approach but try to be as careful as possible.
Even though it wasn’t easy because of my lack of ability. Siegfried, determined to put an end to his evaluation of Eldmia today, looked around the house without a chance to see the Welsh corgi running excitedly inside.
It was an extrely ordinary house… or rather, it was a house that slled like people living in it, considering the average of the other world. Adventurers who make a lot of money risking their lives invest most of their inco in equipnt or spend it on entertainnt, and ordinary citizens do not have enough wealth to accumulate sothing stably. The house was decorated like a sample. Thanks to this, Siegfried, who had been looking around the house with sincerity without realizing it, had no choice but to ask a question in a timid tone.
“Did you pack this up by yourself? Without Mr. Asillie’s help?”
“Ah, yes. My sister said that she was a bit weak in this respect, so I worked hard on my own. Elves have a chronic disease?”
Well, Entire was like that too. The dormitory room that Entire uses is not even a pigpen, but it is difficult to understand why it was arranged like this. Siegfried nodded his head naturally at the sudden consensus, and, having regained his composure, he naturally headed towards the fireplace. And he asked, looking at the only ssy pile of docunts in the neatly decorated house.
“What is this and why did you pile it up like this? Is it firewood?”
“Nuh… Ah, that’s not particularly wrong. Those are the docunts I got from the Holy Cross. If you’re bored, just look at it. It might help. Sister? Now?”
For a while, Siegfried decided to accept the landlord’s consideration and looked over the docunts.
“…You gave this docunt?”
And I was surprised. From the beginning, there were not one or two things that would be treated as internal secrets in the Imperial Spiritual Assembly. Siegfried, realizing that the situation was similar with the other docunts he looked at just in case, put on a serious expression and shook his head.
“I couldn’t just give it to you… If you had a direct connection to the Holy Light Cross, you would have been involved in this incident. Did you receive it as a reward for catching the demon at that ti…?”
Inside the stove, which I looked at just in case, there were pieces of paper that had flowed while burning. Fortunately, it didn’t take long to understand what that ant.
I read it all and burn it, so it’s a scene you’d only see in a spy movie.
[What are you so suspicious about?]
[Eldmia’s state of mind.]
The spirit who had left the house for a while returned without a word and started talking to him, but Siegfried wasn’t surprised and looked at the pile of docunts and the house once again.
Watching it again, it was ssy. In a tidy house, only that pile of classified docunts of the Holy Light Cross is poisonous.
[I wish I had a talent for psychology. Do you have anything like that?]
[I don’t even know what you’re talking about.] While
kicking his tongue at the spirit’s sullen reaction, which is of no help except when fighting, Siegfried made a hypothesis by mobilizing all his abilities. Is the burning of those docunts after leaving them unorganized just because they are ant to be burned anyway, or is it a kind of violence stemming from vengeance?
If it’s the latter, does it an that Eldmia has anger and aggression that are firm enough to treat every single item separately, and that she is firmly controlling it?
Is that… normally possible? Or rather, is it possible because there is sothing wrong ntally?
[At least I’m sure I can’t do that.]
Is there any point in taking out the word anger? This was a level far beyond what could be called selective anger control disorder.
[I have seen cases where other races suppress it with reason, but it is rare among humans.]
Siegfried, who organized his thoughts a little at the unexpected support shot of the spirit, which he thought would not be of any help to his contemplation, climbed the stairs. I woke up to the sound of footsteps coming down and raised my head. Then, in a dreamy state, Asilie, who was being carried down by Eldmia, t eyes precisely.
“Hey, hey! If you have a guest, you should have said that you ca! What is this embarrassing!”
“Ah, ouch! What are you talking about, sister! I told you! You answered in your sleep again!”
“Daddy, drop off quickly!”
“Whatever you saw, just go downstairs. It’s dangerous…”
Siegfried laughed as he watched Eldmia co down chillingly while receiving Assilie’s fist that didn’t seem to hurt that much.
If you think about it, there was a story that even the modern people of the earth live with at least one ntal illness. Because I was so accustod to the standards of the other world, I had anxiety that if I had a ntal problem, there would definitely be a big problem.
In the first place, he is a guy with a different taste from the people of this world. Since he was a free-spirited guy who was not particularly bound by religion or social status, he was an unusual guy, so it was inevitable that he might have sothing special that made him different from others in the ntal area. Maybe it’s the lumber of a real hero.
“Brother, do you really want to join our party?”
Then you really had to join the party. Just as it is no joke that he died and ca here, the threat to humanity is no joke either. Eldmia, who shook her head as she watched Asilie enter the kitchen, blushing and saying that she would prepare a al, reacted as if she was dumbfounded by Siegfried’s words.
“Do you still have any regrets?
“No matter how much you think about it, there are very few exceptional talents like your younger brother.”
“I don’t. But if you have a problem that you can’t handle, I’ll help you, so give it up.”
“Huh? Really?”
Wouldn’t that be more of a nuisance than coming into a party? Eldmia, holding the Welsh corgi, didn’t even have ti to express her question, as if it didn’t matter.
“Isn’t it obvious? Even if I die soon, I’m still a warrior. Of course, my work is my top priority, but I have no intention of not helping at all.”
“…her.”
It was absurd, but Siegfried couldn’t help but laugh.
When faced with a problem that even a warrior could not handle, he said that he would help without hesitation, but what could he say?
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