Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer?

Chapter 267

Episode 267: If it exists (5)

“Uh… So, have three knights ever died in one day?”

“To be exact, three knights and their families.”

“Hmm. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of anything like that.”

“…is that so?”

“Or are you talking about a battle with Batero? Either that or the Battle of Brusada?”

“The Battle of Brusada… probably not. But the Battle of Batero…?”

“There was a time when a lot of demons attacked 12 years ago. He fought so fiercely that seven knights, who were considered to have died in large numbers, had to die one or two….”

That’s right… It was 12 years ago than that. Is the time zone correct?

I considered whether the time zone was correct and looked at him asking for further explanation. The store owner shrugged his shoulders and accepted my request.

“Because of that incident, a famous knightly family in this city was ruined. The current knight and head of the family, Knight Rippenstein, together with his successor… Uhm. “Well, that’s what happened.”

Of course, he didn’t think it would be a good idea to say it out loud, so he gave me a seat and spoke in a low whisper. The message conveyed by a voice that only I could barely hear was ‘Perhaps?’ It makes you want to.

“…Knight’s Crest?”

“If a family produces one knight from generation to generation, the entire family is called a knight family. “I guess you didn’t know that?”

“Ah… that’s what it was.”

If you want to produce one knight at a time, it is a knightly family.

So, was the real Demon Knight a member of the knightly family? Considering that my father, older brother, and older sister were all knights, I think the probability of that happening is high…

“Can I hear what they look like?”

I took out some pre-boiled tea from the store owner who handed out the chairs. Even though it was in a leather pouch, it probably didn’t smell like leather because it was stored in the inventory.

“You carry a glass?”

Well, the teacup is… it’s still hot, so you can’t just gulp it through that small opening, right?

“Anyway, it’s not difficult to tell… I’ve only seen them from afar.”

“Hair color…even small features like that are enough.”

“Then I’m glad. But why is this warm?”

“It was just boiled when I left the inn.”

“But still, can it still be this warm…?”

The stall owner tilted his head and then quickly returned to his story. It was something I was thankful for.

“Anyway, they are people who have no hair color.”

“…?”

“They were the scaly Shaggi tribe.”

“Ah…”

It’s worth it for the sharp-tongued, scaly Shaggi tribe. Because they only have scales instead of fur.

“He was also very tall. “He’s probably two heads taller than you.”

“And… your child?”

“yes. “The children looked just like him, all with luxurious black scales… but it was a pity.”

However, what I was wondering ‘just in case’ ended with the words ‘of course’. They weren’t what I was looking for.

“So was this the story you wanted?”

“No… I don’t think they are the people I was looking for.”

I pursed my lips and then lowered my eyes.

“The people I was looking for were all middle class.”

Although the opening video has faded from my memory, I still remember a few things. The demon knight’s father, older brother and sister were middle-class knights.

“There are no knightly families in this city who are all middle-class…”

“Is that so?”

All three of them here had brown hair, and my mother and the youngest had gray hair. I can’t even remember the eyes, which have a small area and tend to change color due to light reflection.

“What if it doesn’t help?”

“it’s okay. “It just wasn’t here.”

However, it is okay as long as there is no one here who is presumed to be a demon knight. I got up from the small chair feeling somewhat relieved. It was a rather uncomfortable car, not to mention the lack of a backrest and the fact that you couldn’t sit down without crumpling your legs.

“store?”

“yes. “Thank you for telling us your story.”

Of course, I’m not going to leave this city right away just because I heard this. Isn’t there something that can be missed through just one person’s words?

So I’ll do some more research. Even if it means visiting people related to the Knight School… or others.

Also, if you can’t find it even after that, just move to another city. Isn’t Mannhafeld the only knight school in eastern Am?

There is also Bergart, a city that has been postponed due to its distance. Why is it the place where Seongju, who gave me a few hints before, is located?

Because of the distance and my status, I will leave that place as the last possible bastion… but at least there are still places to look besides here.

I suppressed the growing nervousness.

Buzz.

But is it to help me? Around that time, the school started to become noisy. When I see the sound of footsteps and words mixing together as they get closer to the entrance to the wall, I wonder if everyone is coming out.

“Oh my. Look at my mind. “I couldn’t prepare because I was busy talking.”

“Ah… is it because of me?”

“It’s not just because of the youth…”

The store owner also became busy accordingly. I quickly started pressing the contents into the prepared bread.

“Why does it end earlier than usual? Normally, they would come out 30 minutes later.”

Whether that was a lie or not, he wasn’t the only one who was busy. People at other stalls also hurriedly started playing with their hands. Everyone looks perplexed at the people who come out faster than expected.

“Can I help.”

“Then thank you. But can you do it?”

“It’s okay as long as you don’t cook it yourself.”

I rolled up my hands and left him behind. Since he was kind to me, I felt like I couldn’t lose.

While he was building a fire to sear the meat, I replaced the open-bottomed pickle jar with a new one and lined up the bread.

Soon, the gods, whose stomachs were exhausted from training, began to attack.

“Ugh, I’m hungry!”

“Give me two!”

“I’m full of meat!”

The soldiers tilted their heads at the sight of a face they had never seen before, but poured out orders to fill their hungry stomachs.

Thanks to this, I assisted the owner without receiving any attention. At most, the help was limited to putting pickled vegetables on bread and receiving money back, so there was no trouble.

“I’m very busy.”

“There’s plenty from here on out.”

Another fortunate thing here was that the limited number of customers were distributed across several stalls, so only a portion of them had to be accommodated.

After enduring the tidal wave of spells, I felt relaxed again. My hand, which was moving rapidly, stretched in the air as if shaking something.

“Are you doing this every day?”

“yes.”

“It must be very difficult….”

“That’s how people live.”

The owner chuckled and smiled and greeted me. He said he was thankful that today was less busy thanks to him.

“Shall I give you back the bread I ate earlier as compensation for your help?”

“No, thanks.”

“Huh really?”

“If it weren’t for you, I would have had to work harder to listen to the story.”

“I’m glad if that’s the case…”

He scratched his head sheepishly and then invited me, asking if I would like to have dinner with him. An additional explanation was added that his wife was in a lonely state as her child had recently moved away from home, so she would definitely be happy if he came.

“I’d appreciate it if you invited me, but…”

“If the owner hasn’t closed yet, I’d like to come here too… Huh? “Isn’t that the young man from earlier?”

However, the invitation was canceled due to an unexpected event.

“Why are you here?”

The driver I saw at the entry checkpoint earlier came as a guest.

“Do you know each other?”

It seems that no matter how good-natured a merchant he is, he cannot be naughty in front of a knight wearing full plates. A polite expression automatically came out of the store owner’s mouth, and his eyes looked between me and the driver. They seemed to be suspicious that I was a high-ranking person.

“I saw you at the checkpoint earlier.”

“Aha…”

But what’s the point of putting such anxiety on the person who helped me? I gently cleared up the misunderstanding and faced the driver again.

“I can’t go in here… so I was listening to this person’s story instead. “I also help with my work.”

“aha.”

Well, what I heard wasn’t about the school, but that driver wouldn’t know that. The store owner, who is frightened by the mere appearance of the article, will not be willing to tell him the truth.

Also, it’s not actually a completely out of line statement.

“I would like to show you around at least once… but that’s because it’s a place inside that is off-limits to the general public.”

“I understand.”

Rather, it is more surprising to read an article that says that after just meeting one another.

I greeted the store owner, wondering if my excuse had worked too well. Since I felt like I had barely eaten dinner, it was an effort to at least end it on a good note.

“Oh, goodbye.”

As expected, the store owner with a subtle expression did not catch me. “Take a good look.” Although they whispered cheers that were somewhat incomprehensible.

“I guess this is also fate. If you have any questions, please ask. “I will answer as long as it does not cause any security issues.”

Meanwhile, the driver who took the bread from the store owner offered it to me. That was a very grateful offer. If you are an article like no one else, you will know the same article well.

“Do you know any middle-class knights who raised their eldest sons and daughters, including themselves, to be knights? “I heard that your second son was also a technician candidate.”

“Hmm… do you know your name?”

“I don’t know your name.”

“And the exterior?”

“Oh, I know you have brown hair.”

“Brown hair… so common.”

“…By the way, he’s probably passed away now. “All at once with my family.”

“hmm?”

The knight who was stroking his mustache stopped walking for a moment.

“Someone said it was Munmund’s embers.”

Tingling. My right arm started to hurt like it was burning.

“…Do you know?”

“I don’t know if he matches the person you are looking for, but I do know the person. “He was the most famous knight in Munmund.”

However, the pain did not bother me. found. The hand holding his right shoulder scratched the hem of his clothes with calloused fingertips.

“But why are you looking for him?”

“…The person who briefly taught me how to use a sword once said that it would have been good if I could have learned properly from him. “I haven’t heard any more than this, but after going on a trip, I became curious.”

Meanwhile, the conversation continued, so I hastily came up with an excuse. I didn’t expect to find it so quickly, so it felt a little rushed, but it was for the best.

“More than that, he was a member of Munmund. “I thought it was a knight from Chechevator.”

“Why did you think that?”

“Well… he must be a really great driver that I would recommend to others. When I think of a place where such a driver would be, the first thing that came to mind was Tsetsebaatar.”

Of course, I couldn’t end it here and leave any doubts, so I quickly changed the topic.

Tsetsebaatar is the best. The best school that comes to mind before Munmund! When I conveyed that meaning back to him, the driver’s expression became slightly distorted. It wasn’t a bad look, it was a very satisfied face.

The intention to change the topic worked.

“Hmm, that’s possible. “Oh, you can.”

The driver twitched his lips and tapped my shoulder. -300. -300. -300. My HP was rapidly decreasing and my throat was filled with red liquid.

“Week.”

“Hey, are you okay?!”

“It’s okay.”

This isn’t some kind of sitcom.

I waved my hands, wiping the blood from my pale face. It took some more time to calm the driver down.

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“So what do we do now?”

After a while, when the blood stopped coming out.

The driver asked me. It was a very difficult question to answer.

“Well…”

To be honest, I would like to leave for Munmund right away, but realistically speaking, it would be difficult. I need to replenish the supplies I consumed on the way here, and I want to get some sleep on the soft bed.

“I do not know. “Is it because you came here blindly even though you knew it wouldn’t work?”

Above all, if I decided to go to Munmund right away, the knight’s friendliness level, which I had barely raised, would immediately drop to 0. Even if it was just a passing relationship, I wanted to avoid it.

“Hmm…”

“I don’t have much left for travel expenses…”

Well, considering my camouflage skills, I should be able to show up within a couple of days. I smiled awkwardly, saying that I was saving up my devastated HP for travel expenses.

“But I’m satisfied with this because I have my eyes set on the place I was aiming for—”

“You!”

“yes?”

And then the knight’s hand flew towards my hand. It was thanks to my desperate efforts that I didn’t reflexively remove it.

It’s strange to avoid the knight’s hand, so let’s just catch him. Let’s catch him. Even though his hands are full of bread crumbs, let’s catch him anyway…!

“Then how about staying at my house for a few days?”

However, that effort turned into an interrogative form in the face of the next words.

“Even if it’s difficult to see the school, I can give you a taste of what’s going on there.”

Was it really right to catch him…?