【①】

"Shure, you're going to be very powerful. ”

Shuer's five senses are very sharp, and his memory is very good, and he can remember things clearly even in the ignorant and unconscious childhood of ordinary people—but he does not deliberately remember these things.

Except for that sentence.

It was like an established fact, and he had easily fulfilled the requirements of the Race Residency - there was no one left to teach him anything before he entered the Anlimond Academy.

But he didn't feel anything, as if he hadn't deliberately remembered anything.

——

In fact, Shuer is such a person? Surprise or not, surprise or not?

- Completely different from him in front of Teresa Goldfinse.

Was it deliberate this time?

Shul couldn't say well, just as he couldn't answer Aktar's very essential question.

"It's strange why you like Teresa. ”

yes, why?

Why is she a little different in front of her?

The only thing Shul could explain was a few flattering words, that he felt something in the Plantagenet that made him feel familiar and liked.

......

Everything else, everything is a mystery.

This is true for everyone else, and it is true for her.

【②】

Shul sat on a bench outside the village chief's house, staring at the sky in a daze.

Breathe deeply...... Empty yourself......

He did so well that he almost fell asleep......

Sand......

Until this voice sounded in his ears - he looked up and looked at the girl who was sneakily squatting on the bench.

"Ah——!h

Shuer blinked, a little unresponsive: "...... Are you alright?"

"Nope. The girl stood up with an embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry......"

Shul could see that she was actually trying to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything and wanted to turn her head.

"Please wait. Shul stopped her.

"You...... Is there anything going on?" the girl hesitated for a moment before turning her head to look at him—a little restrained—it was a good-looking girl with short chestnut hair, which looked a little messy now, but still gave a well-behaved look.

Restraint – Most people who meet Shure for the first time will feel this way because of his overly good looks.

"Are you from this village?" said Shure, smiling at her soothingly, inviting her to sit down on the bench next door.

"Ah, no. The girl shook her head, then nodded—the latter gesture was an acknowledgment of Shure's previous question.

"Excuse me, what happened in this village before?" said Shur.

The girl was stunned, as if she had been electrocuted, shook her head, and took a step back: "No—nothing." ”

...... What is called this place without three hundred taels of silver?

Girl, your face is full of "I know everything, but I don't dare say anything......

Shuer smiled bitterly: "Hmm...... People in your village don't like to talk about this to outsiders?"

"Of course not!" said the girl subconsciously—very well and resolutely.

"Because it's important, or because you don't want to be known by other people? Well, on our side, sometimes it happens. Shul thought for a moment and said, "Oh, I forgot to mention, my name is Shuer—"

Indeed—it's almost, Shure thought, or intend to be gentle—

"Shuer, the second year of the War Department?!" Who knew that the girl screamed, "I just said why are you so familiar?!"

"......: "Oh, that's a coincidence.

......

Schul later learned that the girl's name was Fran, a native and a first-year student in the technical department of Anlimont College.

Legend has it that because the work and rest of the technical department are so different from the combat department, that although she admires Shuer very much, she has never seen him.

It's bleak -

"I think you're super good!" Fran said excitedly, sitting down next to Shul without knowing it, "Can I get an autograph!"

"Of course. Shul rejoiced in his heart, it didn't seem like a trouble to be famous......

【③】

"Actually...... The village chief changed last month. Fran, who had received Shule's autograph, was very happy - of course, he had not forgotten what had just happened, and after thinking about it, his tone calmed down a little, "The younger brother of the previous village chief has taken over the position. ”

"Will you call adventurers to help because of lack of manpower?" asked Shure.

This question is critical.

The whole village, both in appearance and size, was self-sufficient, and Shure thought that if it weren't for the proximity of the village to the Anlimond Academy, and the fact that adventurers' activities would often pass by the adventurer's clubhouse that only exists here, there would probably not have been such a building.

"I haven't done it before, uh, our rituals are a little different, so we don't need help. "I thought the adventurer was calling for someone." ”

"Looking for someone?" Schul keenly spotted the difference in the word.

"Shh......h I don't dare to talk nonsense about this. Although Fran was a little embarrassed, perhaps because of the education of the Anlimont Academy, or because the person in front of him was an "idol", he lowered his voice and continued, "The wife of the previous village chief, our oldest priestess here, is gone. ”

In every village there are people in charge of this - these people are highly accomplished in magic and can also be called "priests" in the village.

Many years ago, these priests who were also in charge of a village had a high status, because there was once a priestess of his own race who was by the profession of Santa Fes.

"How did the last village chief die?" Shure couldn't help but ask.

Sounds like there's definitely a story-

"I don't know, my mom doesn't tell me, you know it's only a holiday this week, and that's it when I come back. Fran shook his head, looking innocent, "To be honest, I always think they called the adventurers to plant me ......"

Shure listened patiently.

"It feels like they're going to rebel. ”

“？？？”

"Isn't that how storybooks play, in order to seize status and power, to hire force to seize power, or something, maybe the priestess is plotting and suddenly appears in the middle of the ceremony and stabs the village chief or something—ah, it's terrible!" Fran said very seriously.

"......, that sounds really mysterious.

But Shure's face didn't show anything, and he still kept smiling.

Sounds interesting, doesn't it, the dead village chief, and the missing priestess.

At this moment, the village chief's door opened.

Shure looked up and saw the girl coming out of it—her face not very good.