Chapter 3 – Wagon

Rumia was silent.

Without saying anything, he just listened to what I said and followed suit.

At first she thought she was a very quiet wizard, but it didn’t take long for her to discover that in fact she couldn’t speak.

Since she discovered that not only was she unable to speak, but even hearing was impossible, her eyes had been turned away. It was because I thought that if I wasn’t by my side, this slender girl wouldn’t last long.

It wasn’t that I didn’t know that the party members had a crush on me, but I acted vaguely as if I didn’t know anything because of the thought that the party would be ruined if this continued, and Rumia’s face came to mind whenever that happened.

What did Rumia think when she saw me like that?

When she faced the demon king, what was Rumia thinking when she saw the demon king showing an impregnable figure that was impenetrable to any attack.

A girl who was unable to speak or hear due to the curse of the demon lord. Even so, a strong magician who was born with the fate of the stars and always helped me and the entire party by using magic that could be called a miracle.

And a wizard who sacrificed himself to protect us.

“Is it morning?”

I’m back.

To the past.

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The time when I returned was exactly before meeting Rumia.

As soon as she came out of her room and saw her turquoise hair with a hint of light purple, it had become her awkward situation as she involuntarily hugged her.

Fortunately, when I explained the circumstances, it wasn’t enough that he forgave me, so he showed me the badge of a warrior and nodded his head willingly when I said that he was recruiting people to travel with him. It was strange, but judging from the feeling of interest in his eyes, it seemed like it was because it was strange that he could hear my words.

Even though she had nothing to say even if she was taken away by the guards because she hugged someone she had never seen before.

And she became a member of her party like yesterday, she accepted my offer.

When she first became a hero, when she was at a loss as to how to organize her party members, she suddenly became a party like the one she met while working as an adventurer. I don’t know what she thinks of me because she’s going through very differently then, but maybe this much is okay.

Because of the time she traveled with her, she knew all about her taste buds and what kind of food she liked. I felt sorry for letting her do it without even knowing, but Rumia didn’t care.

Seeing her inhale it as if it were delicious, I smiled and wiped the food from her mouth, and was sorry. Before her, I often took care of her, so I wiped it out of habit without realizing it.

I looked at her anxiously to see if she was in a bad mood, but luckily I didn’t see anything like that. Even though she returned to the past, her personality didn’t change… And she promised herself to be really careful.

The next person to meet her was, of course, her.

Saint Cecilia.

First I had to meet her.

I wanted to see that party again.

In order to create a party, they had to travel a long way to that distant kingdom, but that was nothing to recreate the party at that time.

Of course, inviting the saintess to the party did not mean that she could defeat the demon lord.

It was because he had already gone to defeat the demon lord and was about to be annihilated due to the huge difference in power, but he only managed to seal it with Rumia’s sacrifice and survived.

And the truth I heard then.

Hearing the truth, I returned to the past.

While knowing how to defeat the demon lord.

But,

The way I knew how to defeat the demon lord was to take time slowly.

And it was a sorry thing for Rumia.

I had to make her really like me. And I must love her too.

And her her her ..

“Ugh..”

Match!

“..?!”

I was sitting on the bench, and I suddenly slapped him on the cheek, and Rumia, who was next to me, made a surprised expression.

To Rumia, who was looking at me with an expression of what was wrong, I shook her head saying I was nothing. She was Rumia, who had been looking at her with her head tilted, but she soon turned off her nerves and looked back at her distance with a blank expression.

Anyway… Now, I feel guilty just thinking about this, but otherwise everyone dies.

I felt sorry for Rumia, but I couldn’t let her sacrifice like this.

If you take an ambiguous stance this time, you will repeat the same mistake again in this opportunity given again.

While I was waiting, thinking several times to come to my senses, the carriage entered.

Did you finally arrive

I got up from the bench and reached out to Rumia next to her.

Rumia looked down for a moment at the hand I held out to her, then gave her questioning look before she carefully raised her own hand. It was an outstretched hand meant to hold it, but did it accept it as a request for something?

In the meantime, the way she put her hand on top of mine without holding anything in her hand was so cute that I almost laughed without knowing it.

Raising Rumia, who was still tilting her head, pointed towards her carriage.

“The carriage has arrived.”

Only then did she make a realization expression, and then she turned her head away as if embarrassed.

Something.. You seem to have a little more emotion than before. Is it because of your mood?

Maybe she was originally this kind of person, but she might be that I wasn’t paying attention to her.

I should make sure that doesn’t happen this time.

I turned her head to look in the direction of the carriage.

I knew everything about what would happen if I rode this wagon.

It was a long time ago, so I don’t remember it well, but I rode the same carriage and the same carriage that departs on the same day, so it won’t be completely different.

The most important thing is, of course, to prevent incidents from happening.

After telling Rumia to wait a moment, I approached the carriage.

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I would die of shame

She suddenly held out her hand, so she looked up and put her hand on top of it. I didn’t know that it was simply reaching out in front of me to lift me up.

What?

Was the original warrior like that?

No, of course, it was originally written that I was a eunuch with a kind personality, so it would be natural for her to take care of me, a beautiful girl who hasn’t yet looked young objectively.

Every time I look in the mirror, I also think that I really look like a doll or that I am cute, but I am afraid of that guy.

No, well… If you’re really a hero with that personality, you’re a guy who doesn’t care whether your opponent is ugly or handsome, and will take care of them equally, but…

I turned to Hero.

In terms of game, the name of the hero is just a hero, so I don’t know exactly what name he has. Maybe it’s because it’s better to be called a warrior rather than having a name, but it’s uncomfortable in this part.

If I don’t know the name, it’s like I heard the name yesterday and forgot it.

If it’s fortunate, is it fortunate that you can’t talk?

I can talk, but it’s known that I can’t.

However..

“Did you leave it like this and go alone in the carriage…?”

Don’t you usually get into the carriage as soon as it arrives?

Of course, personally, riding that wagon was not a very good feeling. The wagon looks fine on the outside, but in reality it is a camouflage slave wagon that has been secretly tricked in.

In other words, since it is a carriage that makes the nobles in the wagon sleep with the sleeping incense inside the wagon and sells them as slaves, quite a few people start the game for the first time and then end up being sold as slaves due to the sleeping incense in this part. Do it

Because I did too.

However, if you choose to fight, the noblemen who run the slave wagons are too strong for beginners to deal with, so they can’t even do this. There are two ways to do it, but you have to make sure that the sleeping incense does not work in advance, or that the slave carriage is discovered during the checkpoint, or you must not ride this carriage at all.

Apparently, this wagon was operated at a very cheap price compared to other wagons, so it was a tomb for beginners who were attracted to temptation.

Of course, the reason why this wagon was made was that the manufacturer left it as a kind of warning to give a lesson not to trust too much.

Not knowing that, the hero probably chose this wagon to save a small amount of money.

“Hmm..”

Should I do something too?

It seems a little suspicious to go alone to the carriage all of a sudden, but it could be that he just went to talk to the coachman, and when he comes back it’s enough to ask where he’s been.

I thought it would work if I put a subtle purification magic on my nose so that I wouldn’t smell the scent of sleep, so I tried various magic, but there was no way I could use magic because I didn’t even know how to move magic.

Since I came to the fantasy world, I wanted to use magic at least…

Sad..