The day I bid farewell to Barrick happened to be the day when winter and spring changed.
The weather is not very cold, and the fewer clothes on my body make me feel relaxed.
Barrick also only wore one or two thin sweaters, but he looked completely different from the sloppy guy a month ago.
He made a lot of money from his last gamble.
The wind was gentle, no longer mixed with snowflakes, like a mother who had just calmed down, apologetically touching the cheeks that had been ravaged by the cold winter. I was secretly happy for this gentle change.
Predictable changes are eternity. Winter is over and spring has not yet arrived. The hibernating animals will wake up, the branches will be green again, the snow on the streets will be cleared, the lake will become sparkling again, and the spring will be beautiful.
Flooding into every corner of the town - all of this is predictable and will definitely happen. The natural cycle gives them the meaning of existence, and the endless cycle represents eternity.
From beginning to end, change is just an eternal accessory, but I have never been tired of it - I have lived for more than a hundred years but never thought of committing suicide, which is an excellent proof. p>
The only flaw...the desire for change caused by youth and frivolity will inevitably become the factor I am most hostile to.
Well~~ It won’t help to have so many fantasies. For the elderly, enjoying life is the first priority.
"Is your luggage too small?"
I talked to Barrick, who was carrying only a travel bag.
"Ah, really? But I don't have much luggage, so I should have bought everything I need to buy..."
"Oh..."
I glanced dubiously at the travel bag that obviously still had a lot of free space.
Barrick told me his plan - after leaving the small town, he would first go to a central city and use the remaining money as principal to start a small business. While saving money, he would try to get in touch with his family.
"When I save enough money, I will bring them from the west to the center to settle down."
There was an uncontrollable expectation in his tone. I remember him saying that this was an idea he had been eager to put into practice a long time ago.
"Oh? Don't you live in the west?"
"If possible, I would definitely prefer them to move to the central part of the country."
Barrick showed a slightly bitter smile:
"You may find it hard to believe that I am very concerned about most of the empire's wars... Although the war has little impact on me, a small businessman who travels around, the west is the front line after all, and I don't
Maybe you don’t care. In addition, I heard that the fighting in the west has become more and more intense recently...it’s too dangerous.”
"Well..."
The west is so unsafe... I am ignorant.
"Ah, look at me, I'm complaining again, sorry, sorry."
Seeing that I didn't respond, Barrick quickly changed his attitude, as if he was deliberately trying to please me.
"No...I was thinking that you are quite far-sighted."
"Haha~~It's just a last resort."
"Don't forget, our town is very peaceful. If you come with your wife and daughter, everyone will definitely welcome you."
I try to steer the topic to a more relaxed place.
"Only if they forget about the bet."
"Don't worry, we will never recall unpleasant things."
Barrick laughed.
"Your town is such a nice place."
"Well~~Part of it is thanks to a foreigner like you who knows the goods."
"Haha..."
The words came to an end, like a poor opera suddenly switching to intermission.
We each held our own concerns and hurried on our way.
I don’t know what Barrick is thinking, but we know it well-Barrick will devote more energy to making money in the future, and there is a high probability that he will never visit the remote town of Vig again.
As for me, Barrick’s words reminded me of my experience a few days ago.
War...
Avoiding war - a guy with deep female obsession said the same thing.
Since I came to the magical world, the Saint Vance Empire has been in a state of war until now.
It has been more than a hundred years... I have been at war with neighboring countries for about seventy years, and the rest of the time is spent fighting against an ever-growing force - [Demon Tribe].
The area controlled by the demons is called the [Demon King’s Territory]. Today, the scope of the Demon King’s Territory has exceeded that of the Saint Vance Empire.
Fortunately, the turmoil and war were only localized. At least in the small town, there was no such thing as "Hobbesian fear".
But...what would Barrick think?
"Hey, Barrick, may I ask, do you like war?"
"...I don't really like it. But sometimes I look forward to news of victory."
"Then do you want the war to end?"
"..."
Barrick struggled with my problem for a while, and I waited patiently.
However, he did not give me a definite answer after all.
......
"Then, I'm leaving."
Barrick got on the cheap and simple passenger carriage and nodded to me.
"Wish you good luck."
"Well... Well, although it doesn't fit the mood just to say it now, I really want to thank you very much."
Barrick touched his shaved chin:
"It is no exaggeration to say that you have saved my life."
"I think it's still too exaggerated——"
I took my hand out of my pocket and pointed to the sky:
"We should thank God."
The night before that game, I had a dream. I dreamed that an extremely beautiful goddess with different eyes told me about the misfortune of the cavalry - this is how I explained it to Barrick.
"Actually...to this day, I still can't believe that I actually got a turnaround in this way. It's like a dream."
"My feelings are similar to yours."
"In the past, I rarely prayed to the gods. Even if I did, it was mostly just a 'prayer of desire.'"
Barrick was filled with emotion:
"I didn't expect God to be willing to help me..."
"Okay, okay~~ As mortals, we shouldn't speculate on the gods' intentions."
I stood on tiptoe and patted Barrick on the shoulder:
"It's not easy to repay God. But I think that if you can work hard in the future, God will be happy."
While listening to what I said, Barrick's eyes were staring into the distance. As soon as I finished speaking, he nodded slightly:
"...Okay, I'll listen to you."
......
Mmm~~so full.
After dinner, I returned to my room contentedly.
"Hey~~"
The moment my back touched the soft hotel bed, fatigue quickly spread throughout my body.
I'm so tired...I haven't done anything, but I'm still so tired.
However, no matter how tired I am, my brain is still awake and I am not sleepy at all.
Where is that guy Barrick now... More than ten hours have passed since I said goodbye to him. He is probably thinking about where to stay tonight.
Every time I do such a thing, it makes me feel a little proud. I rely on the seemingly useless plug-in given to me by Eleanor to change the direction of something, so as to reduce the "possibility" that surrounds me.
"Dispensable".
I don’t have the motivation to become a hero, and I don’t need any sudden opportunities. I can just keep the status quo silently. As for my divine talent... it’s enough for me to know about it.
Phew~~ Lie down for a while, then take a bath and have a good sleep.
It feels so good not to be disturbed~~
"Dong-dong-dong——"
"..."
"Dong dong - dong dong dong -!"
The door was knocked...
Who's going to knock on my door... This is a hotel.
Could it be Raya? No...According to her schedule, she should be in the bathtub right now...
"Dong Dong——! Dong——Dong Dong Dong Dong——!"
The knocking on the door kept ringing.
......The only option is to open the door.
I stood up reluctantly and walked slowly towards the door.
"Dong Dong Dong——! Dong Dong——! Dong——Dong——!"
Ah, it’s so noisy. Is that a woodpecker outside the door?!
"Coming."
The door is open.
"..."
Oh yeah...
"It's not a woodpecker..."
"It's Paper Crane! You should remember my name by now, right? I can't remember it as 'Woodpecker' anymore!"
"No, that's not what I meant... Of course I remember you, otherwise I would have regarded you as the person who provided that kind of service."
"What...! You, what kind of inexplicable understanding do you have?!"
"Oh? Then what do you think I should understand when I see a woman in pajamas knocking on my door in the middle of the night in a hotel?"
"If you say so...it's true..."
"Thank you for still agreeing with me..."
That's right, the girl arguing with me in front of me is the proud man of heaven, the captain of the infantry team - Qian Zhihe.
At this moment, she was wearing a white suspender skirt. The moonlight filtered into the corridor outside the door and reflected on her fair skin, making her look girlish.
"So, why are you dressed like this?"
"...I just came out of the room and saw you, so I quickly followed you."
Qian Zhihe explained succinctly. Then he glared at me:
"As a result, you didn't open the door for a long time..."
It feels good to be stared at by a beautiful girl.
But that’s not what we should pay attention to.
"Hey, wait, 'just left the room'? You live here?"
"For now. I have something to deal with recently."
What a coincidence...
"And I know very well that you are helping little sister Raya relocate her tailor shop."
"Oh..."
I looked at the Paper Crane with his hands folded on his chest in confusion:
"Then what do you want from me? You're not just here to chat, are you?"
After all, I had left a bad impression on her before, so I just wanted to end the conversation quickly so that I could hide back in the room.
"Well..."
As if he didn't expect my question, Qian Zhihe lowered his head and muttered a few words that I couldn't hear clearly, and then said slowly:
"That restaurant...is closed."
"..."
Then, she aimed her inexplicably firm eyes at me:
"Can I go in and talk to you... about something?"
"Go in?"
Hey, hey, are you kidding? This guy wants to enter my room?
"Well, please."
Please...
Well...it's a hotel anyway, and there's nothing shameful about my room...probably.
"Whatever, you don't mind."
I made a nonchalant expression, stepped aside to let the paper cranes in, and then closed the door.
I moved a chair to her and then sat on the bed.
"I've wanted to ask you for a long time, what's going on?"
Qianzhihe couldn't wait to ask questions as soon as he sat down.
"You are really impatient."
"Because this problem has troubled me for a long time, please explain - how do you know the seniors of the Cavalry..."
Qianzhihe spoke softer and quieter.
She bit her lower lip, as if to suppress something, and stared at me motionlessly with her big, clear eyes.
If you answer "I guess" at this time, it will undoubtedly lead to more questions, so I told Barrick the same story again.
"That's it?"
Qian Zhihe looked puzzled after hearing this. Although I didn't expect her to let go of her worries so easily.