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by fnovelpia“Anyway, how do you feel about your day? Has anyone noticed something strange?”
As the leader of a party, he naturally brings up topics that are overlooked as a reason to gather people.
As I was watching, wondering if it would be right for me to speak first, the first to speak was Serista, who had returned from volunteer work at an orphanage.
“Well, I don’t know… . Well, first of all, I didn’t feel like there was anyone particularly strange at the orphanage… .”
Serista had spent the entire afternoon at the orphanage with Seraphine, but to be honest, the answer wasn’t entirely credible.
Celista is basically very trusting of other people, and her personality is a bit weak, so she’s not good at being suspicious.
So it was better to filter out her opinions and instead listen to what Seraphine, who was with her the whole time, was saying.
“First of all, Mr. Hankerton, the head of the orphanage, is a little suspicious.”
“… yes yes?! Ha, but he is such a kind-hearted person that he even runs an orphanage in this small town… ? But to say that such a person is suspicious… .”
“Yes, that’s why it’s suspicious, Miss Seri. It’s so strange why they run a daycare center in a town on the outskirts where not many people live.”
“… … Yes?”
“Running a daycare center is an expensive activity, Miss Se-ri. It is not possible to feed dozens of people who cannot be used as labor on their own. This is only possible if you are a wealthy noble, a merchant, or someone like that is your sponsor.
And such people usually set up orphanages in places where as many people as possible gather to show off their fame and donations. In the first place, if it is a place where a lot of people gather, it is easy to find sponsors and things to do for the children at the orphanage.”
“… … .”
“But there are only two reasons for building an orphanage in a suburban area where there are very few people. Either he is a good person who is so obsessive that he does not want others to know about his good deeds, or he is plotting dirty things that should not be seen by others.”
“… Well, it’s not good to suspect people based on circumstances alone… ! Well, if Mr. Hankerton really runs the daycare center with a good heart… .”
“Then Mr. Hankerton just becomes that kind of person. But it means you don’t have to be suspicious. It’s better than leaving one prime suspect alone because you don’t want to raise suspicion and then having the entire village destroyed by bandits, right?”
“… … .”
Celista is unable to find words to refute Seraphine’s correct opinion and keeps her mouth shut. As if to make up for her shameless appearance, Gemmojoshegigyot immediately followed with his next statement.
“I am not without any doubts. In that sense, the person I am most suspicious of right now is Grandpa Rombel, the village chief.”
By “, Grandpa Rombel? But he is the one who handed over the letter from the professor… ? If he was in cahoots with bandits, why would he hand us a letter containing such information? ?”
“It could have been an act to avoid suspicion that would reach him even there. Maybe the saying that you can’t read may be true.”
“Ha, but Grandpa Rombel even let us use the village hall so we could stay while we stayed in the village… ? It’s impossible for a person like that to be in cahoots with bandits… .”
“Well. In the first place, very few people visit these border villages, so the village hall often functions as an inn. And maybe the bandit’s goal isn’t just Bridget Village.”
“Yes… ?”
“In the first place, we were attacked by bandits the night before we came to this village. In that attack, not only our party, but Dan and Reese, who should have moved separately, were also attacked.
Why would these guys with that much power attack us on our way to the village instead of occupying the nearby village of Bridget? In my opinion, the bandits’ goal is not just to occupy Bridget Village.”
“Well, then what is it… ? The bandits’ other purpose is… .”
In fact, even in the original game, the bandit’s goal was not to simply take over Bridget’s village.
Of course, in the unlikely event that the hero’s party was defeated, the humanities professor who had been observing the situation without showing himself until now would appear and resolve the situation, but in any case, there was nothing particularly bad about being as alert as possible.
“At Mr. Bart’s party, there are many beautiful women who, at first glance, make it hard to believe that they are commoners. Pretty, young women like us are sold at high prices wherever we go.”
“Business, it’s a product, yo… . Ah, anyway, saying that is a bit… .”
“… Reese, no matter what, isn’t it a bit wrong to say that you are a product?”
“It’s not wrong. On the contrary, if you say it in a different way, the naive Seri may not understand it right away. These are words spoken by an experienced person who has actually been sold for money, so it would be good for you all to pay attention and listen carefully.”
“… Hmm, anyway, I think it’s still a little early to end my suspicions about Chief Rombel. We still have to watch the situation a little longer, though.”
He was a little embarrassed by my answer and somehow managed to finish the story.
As the meeting seemed to be roughly wrapping up, Agnes turned her gaze towards me and asked.
“What do you have? You were with the village women all day from noon to evening today.”
“Hmm, I don’t know.”
“Was there anyone suspicious among the women?”
“There is still not enough information to definitively suspect. There was one person who made suspicious attempts during my swordsmanship class, so I was a little concerned.”
“… … .”
“Do you mind if I talk about that tomorrow? I still want to monitor the situation for a little more than a day.”
First of all, the hero knows that I am a possessor, and he also knows that I have played the original game 25 times, so he must have roughly understood what I am talking about.
When I told him that he wanted to reserve judgment on the last candidate, he nodded slightly in response.
“Okay. Lis, you must be thinking about something too.”
“… … .”
“… Since it’s a pseudonym, it can’t be helped. Don’t give me strange looks just because I called your name, but.”
“I have never done that.”
Anyway, I am really childishly obsessed.
Of course, it wasn’t that I particularly disliked this childish obsession.
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After a short meeting in the men’s room to share opinions, the people dispersed to their respective rooms.
Contrary to my initial expectation that it would be a bit noisy since four women were gathered in a room that was neither wide nor narrow, the women’s room where the four people were gathered was quite quiet as each person was concentrating on their own work.
-Swoosh swoosh.
-Clap and clap.
-Flapping.
-Fixing and scrambling.
Luke sharpens the blade of his dagger, which he hasn’t had time to maintain since defeating the bandits last night.
Seraphine writes a diary every night to distinguish between her memories seen through future vision and what actually happened.
Agnes sits on the bed and reads the magic book she took out of her luggage, as if it was a pity to just waste even a moment of time.
And, I also repaired Ethan’s broken clothes using the sewing skills I had acquired as a pastime at Blackwood Manor.
Even though there were four women gathered in the room, it was not a lively atmosphere, but rather a more dreary atmosphere than the men’s room.
‘Celista and Natalie have all gone to the room over there, so there’s nothing we can do.’
If either of them had been in this room, they would have forced a conversation and it wouldn’t have been this quiet.
First of all, it would be better for Luke or Agnes to give up since they would never bring up the story first, and Seraphine would also not open her mouth first because she was concentrating on her diary when writing it.
Right now, I was more concerned about fixing Ethan’s damaged clothes, so I stayed quiet. The reason I came all the way to Bridget Village in the first place wasn’t to chat with them.
I was concentrating on sewing, thinking it would be quiet for a while until Seraphine finished writing her diary, but surprisingly, it was Agnes who broke the silence first.
“Lil… No, Reese.”
“Yes?”
“Is that the one you’re holding in your hand right now?”
“Ah, yes. Apparently, a lot of my clothes were damaged in the bandit attack last night. I’m not a professional clothes repairer, but I should at least fix it so Dan can wear it.”
“… Where did you get the needle and thread?”
“I always carry it with me just in case. When you work as a maid, you never know when and where you will be needed.”
“… Really?”
“In addition, when I go far away, I tend to pack things I think I might need. I always carry things with me, such as bandages and potions for emergencies when Dan is injured, simple snacks for when Dan feels hungry, and a written schedule to manage Dan’s schedule.◦# ◦
“… … .”
“… … .”
“… … .”
As I actually carry it with me, situations like this arise from time to time.
I gave this answer thinking that I was doing my natural duty as a maid, but at some point, everyone’s eyes in the room were focused on me.
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