episode_0167

Victoria has a new friend.

This is Polaris, who I met last time. He’s a good person, so he came to help Victoria when she was isolated. Thanks to him, I was able to hear Victoria’s thoughts, so it was nice.

However, I don’t intend to solve it so actively.

Rather, I intended to play along to Merryweather’s rhythm and watch what this person wanted to do.

It tried to seep in slowly over the years, but people grow up quickly and disappear quickly. The end of my faded memories was the same.

I came to my senses and found myself out in the cold, completely unaware of anything and with no context.

That was when the days of being human ended. People suddenly die.

The story is that the time we have to meet Victoria is short.

Okay, so how do we get rid of this surveillance?

As long as the King gives the order, even if this person changes, someone else will come. I think it will be someone who is a little more difficult for me to understand.

If this person was caught by me because he was immature, then yes.

However, there is a chance to ask for the release of the escort. You can do so by asking the prince or the king to release you from the suffocation.

But to do that, we need to complete our goals early.

I know what the royal family’s biggest goal is right now.

Aurora’s safety.

Aurora, who is currently undergoing rehabilitation at the palace to return to her daily life, is aiming to attend the Royal Academy next year.

Considering the age difference between Prince Sorindigas and Princess Aurora, they may meet within a year.

That means the prince and princess will be at the Royal Academy for a year, so wouldn’t it be dangerous if a terrorist attack occurred?

Now that I think about it, not all royal family members die. The eldest princess is currently studying abroad in another country, so even if something happens, someone will survive.

No, that’s not important. Ensuring Princess Aurora’s safety is the royal family’s top priority.

And the one who created the problem is an unknown witch.

The witch put a curse on Aurora, putting her into a sleep from which she could not wake up.

I know that.

That’s all I know.

No one ever mentions the witch in front of Aurora, so we don’t know her exact name.

And Sorindigas is thinking of using me as bait to catch the witch.

There are enough conditions for that, because I have been praised in the newspapers and on TV as the person who cured Aurora.

Aurora woke up safely, although she was a little strange due to her special superpower. So even if she had been left alone because she had been cursed, wouldn’t the witch come out when she found out that the princess had woken up?

I guess the royal family gave me an escort to catch the witch if she takes the bait.

That’s it.

All you have to do is let the escort capture the witch.

For that to happen, the witch has to take the bait.

The bait is none other than me.

Up until now, my route has been very simple. The Royal Academy and the accommodation in front of the main gate. Basically, just two places.

If I were the raider, I would want to wander around a bit more, and suddenly raid in an unsafe place.

By the way, I have an excuse ready that I can use at this point.

When I was summoned to the royal court for going to the Brightshin slums.

I said it with the nuance that someone called me and went. At the time, I said I wanted to use it someday, but now it’s a good excuse to use it.

Finally, there is a reason to reinforce that reason.

Relationship with Victoria.

Special events are easy to understand.

Even if I don’t explain anything, they will figure it out. When something happens, if there are special events before and after, people want to connect them.

Even if in reality there is no causal relationship at all.

It’s class time now.

After class, I need to go out and walk around.

There is no special destination.

At least until dinner time, I’ll be wandering around the capital, walking around places the harvesters haven’t been to, filling in the map, and walking around defenselessly.

So that the witch can easily attack.

As long as there’s only one escort named Merryweather, it’s safe to assume that this person has the ability to deal with the witch in some way when she shows up.

What if Merryweather gets seriously injured, and her life is in danger?

If you make it into a harvester, you might be able to spy on the intelligence department.

How many of these will come true?

***

After class, I headed straight outside.

I met Victoria’s concerned gaze, but I just greeted her with my eyes and left the Royal Academy.

“Huh? Where are you going? Aren’t you going back to your accommodation?”

Let’s walk straight along the road instead of the one I usually take, Merryweather asks curiously.

I just look into space and say this.

“Someone might be calling.”

It’s neither true nor a lie. I’ll just walk. Of course, if I just wander around, there’s a chance that I’ll be suspected, so I’ll wander around for a while and then head to the poor people’s house that the harvester knows.

That day, not all the poor people in Brightshin threw me in.

The day Victoria and I broke up.

There are many people who miss opportunities, like people wandering in back alleys where sunlight does not reach.

“Oh, really? Then I guess I should follow you.”

This is a bit surprising. Since it’s an escort, I thought they’d ask me to stay in a safe place, but they just let me go.

Maybe it’s just that you’ve gotten tired of escorting me. You can’t get much information from me, and you haven’t shown any signs of dependence on me even after being isolated for quite some time.

It may be that you are no longer seeing results and are looking for other methods.

If I don’t have to convince anyone, that’s fine with me.

But this guy is busy too.

Dealing with me and preparing for the witch’s attack. He must be quite capable to do both at the same time.

That is, they have a high status and therefore are likely to have a lot of information.

If something happens, I’ll have to use the escort as a shield if possible. If I get seriously hurt, and my life is lost, they’ll catch me.

Not even knowing that it was a rotten rope.

Tap tap tap.

I was walking along the road for a while and then I thought about it.

When I walk like this, I feel sorry for my small body. It’s half the size of an average adult. Even by simple calculation, my stride is half.

When I used the body of the first snow, I was taller than the average man and could go farther in the same amount of time.

I don’t plan on running around like that. This is the concept.

I think I hear it from somewhere, but the volume is so low that I can’t tell. Is this the right place?

It’s a good reason to wander around. You can hear it even if you don’t actually say it. You’ll hear it mumbling in response.

You might say, inside, that you hear the sound directly through the ears of the harvester!

Tap tap tap

From here on out, it was a road that no harvester had ever walked on. We walked for quite some time after turning from a major road to a medium-sized road.

However, this is a place where the upper class lives. So, the poor living in Brightshin have no chance of coming here.

If you want to fill out the map of the capital, you should take a look around here first.

I remember when I was filling out the map of the Underground Temple in the first world. I got the memories of the harvest season and finished it quickly.

“Is there anyone here who asks for help?”

“I can hear the sound.”

Merryweather asked me if I was being too blatant, as if it was strange, so I mumbled my answer.

The concept is important.

You go from the road into the alley. But it’s a dead end. Then you turn around and come out. The voice says this way, but it actually points straight ahead to where your final destination is today.

It is a place where women who have reached the harvest season are raising children born before the harvest season. The children are suffering from severe malnutrition.

Once the harvest season comes, the mother, who has become healthy, feeds the calves various things, but if she only eats pale oatmeal, she cannot get the nutrients she needs.

By the way, she has a job selling her body, her husband is a gangster, she married someone close to a wild animal, and she is living an unhappy life.

Besides, my husband died a long time ago, like a gangster. Deaths in a world where people with powerful jobs die are common. They get chopped up after attacking someone stronger than them.

The body is thrown away with food waste the next day.

The gap between rich and poor exists in every world, and this world is no exception.

If the world were populated only by purely good people, it would be impossible to develop like this in the first place. People can only advance far if they have desires.

That’s also why I don’t give up on this world.

If the world is too evil, it will end in a savage world where everyone will kill each other and only the asuras will remain.

If the world were too good, we wouldn’t be able to escape the primitive life. We would wander around, take responsibility for the injured, mourn the dead, and then move again.

Because I have no greed, I cannot move forward.

I like a world where technology is advanced. At least as far as I know, there is no utopia, no world armed with nothing but destruction, madness, and selfishness.

There is a world where people are raised like plants by machines with electrodes implanted in their heads, or there is a world where everyone is happy!

By the way, they are both in the same world.

The person who woke up from the dream was in endless sorrow and wanted to go back to the dream world. That’s why it reached me.

But the problem is? When my harvest time comes, all my wounds will be healed? Even the terminals that were embedded in my body were ripped off, and instead of going back, the device that checked my vital signs flew away, and I was torn to pieces by the machines like a piece of dead meat!

It was a bit sad that the genitals were torn off alive just before the last moment to produce fluid.

Thinking of a world so far away, I slowly approach my destination, wandering along the path where I have walked for some time.

And that day.

In an old house where the sun had set, a child who could not walk even though he was old enough to walk became a harvester.

Unfortunately.