We seemed to be able to see us from the village.

　The people on the watchtower were moving very hurriedly.

　And they were holding bows in their hands.

(.........Can't we shoot with that?)

　I'm a little worried.

　And then Turkia.

Minna-ni, I need to talk to you. Wait a minute.

　I smiled at that and headed to the village alone.

　When I reach the gate, I talk loudly with the people in the watchtower.

　........What I hear is a language I don't know.

(Maybe it's Toluga?)

　Eventually, she walked into the gate.

　The five of us are left behind.

　..................

　About ten minutes later, Turkia returned.

　Together, there are about 10 adults armed with swords, spears and bows.

　Except for Turkia, they all seemed to be wary of us.

(............)

　I made a mental note to pull out my sword at all times.

　Of course, I'm not going to touch it, but....

　Kilt, Illtimina and Poe are standing in their natural positions. But they are in a position to move at any time.

　Solstice looked a little nervous.

　And then he noticed that along with Torkia, there was also a small old man.

　His hips were bent and he was propping up his cane.

　The old man called out to the other villagers.

　The armed villagers stopped in place and the old man and Turkia came in front of us.

　He slowly stares at the five of us.

　His eyes narrowed.

Narhodod.....

　And then he spoke the common language of Albac.

　I looked at Turkia to make sure she was okay.

　Turkia laughed and said, "Uh-huh.

"My old man. Chinamini, chief of the village of Kono.

　He told us.

　We stared at the little old man in surprise.

　He bowed his head slowly.

　And.

Thank you very much for your help, my grandchildren. It is a no-name village, and there is no way you can enter it.　　

　I smiled so calmly.


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　The village chief's name was Mr. Mohaini.

　He led us, the five of us, into the village inside the log fence.

(Heh~?)

　The village, tucked into a valley, was lined with wooden houses.

　There were maybe 300 people in the village.

　They dismembered animals like deer and dried their meat on the eaves.

　All the Truga villagers had white hair.

　They had patterns drawn on their cheeks with red dye, which looked like letters.

　They wore simple clothes made of linen-like material. And both men and women were wearing ornaments made of carved animal bones.

(Awesome.)

　It's full of exoticism.

　I feel that the level of civilization is a bit lower than the Shumuria Kingdom, but I still don't know if that applies to the entire Toluga Empire.　

''Hoho~?''

　Solstice, too, with a twinkle in her big eyes.

　Kilt-san, Illtimina-san and Po-chan were also walking around, looking at the village with a rare look on their faces.　

　Of course, the people of the village also pay attention to us, being foreigners.

　Curiosity.

　Curiosity.

　Curiosity. Caution.

　We were led by Mohaini, followed by Turkia and the armed villagers.

　Eventually we are led to the largest building in the village.

(Is this Mohaini's house?)

　Mr. Mohaini talked a bit with the armed people, and it seems they're going to have to wait outside the house.

　We, Turkia and Mr. Mohaini are the only ones who enter.

　It's a parlor-like room.

Douzou, okakudasai.　

　At Mr. Mohaini's urging, we sat down in a wooden chair.　

　Then Mr. Kilt said.

"Thank you for accepting our unexpected visit.

　I lowered my head.　

　Iltimina-san bowed her head and Poe followed suit, me and Solstice getting a little flustered so that Poe could imitate her.

　Mr. Mohaini smiled.

'Nanno. You all owe your grandchildren a great debt of gratitude. You all owe your grandchildren a debt of gratitude.
Uh-huh.

　Turkia beside him nodded.

　Mr. Kilt also smiled.

　Then, on behalf of us, Kirt-san told us about himself.

　We are from a foreign country called the Kingdom of Shumuria.

　There are about 400 of us, and we have crossed the ocean.

　We came to this continent with a purpose.

　However, that we know nothing about this continent and that is why we are seeking information about the continent.

　Mr. Mohaini listened to me in silence.

　And

Turkia, that's it.
Un.

　At his grandfather's command, Turkia brought a piece of clothing from the back room.

　A red dress.

　It's quite old.

　And on that garment was embroidered a goddess with four hands.

(Goddess Shurian....)

　We notice.

　Mr. Kilt looked at Chief Mohaini.

"What is this?
Hi, I'm the owner of the Seafarer, which was released 30 years ago.

　I knew it.

　In other words, the "Seafarer" that Turkia's grandfather had met was definitely from the "Third Frontier".

　Mohaini's eyes looked nostalgic as he looked at us.

　Kirto said, "Can you tell us more about it?

'Can you tell us more about it?'
Yeah, of course.

　Mr. Mohaini nodded clearly.