The God has moved to another world.

I think that reading this letter means that Mizuhiko, who had this, arrived safely at the guild.

Let me first explain why Mizuhiko is traveling alone.

Our village has been in short supply for several years.

Metal utensils and clothing.

All things are missing.

Because of certain circumstances, I had to abandon the village.

It's up to me to get out dressed and finally get something to eat these days.

We now have a little bit of everything we need for our lives, but some things we can't really prepare.

To get them, we sent Mizuhiko out of the village.

Mizuhiko is particularly powerful in the village and is used to fighting.

Everyone in the village decided that they would not die by the time they reached the city.

We were also convinced and strained to embark on this journey.

I'm sure you'll do something about it and buy the village what it needs.

Well, if you're reading this letter, you'll see.

Mizuhiko is not a smart kid.

Either that or he's a little unfortunate.

My arms stand, but it's a tease to think things through.

I'm not sure what the guild looks like to me without knowledge.

But I've heard you're about to help adventurers.

If you can, fine.

Not at all, that's fine.

Take care of this girl, take care of her.

Thank you for your help, she's a sure child to give back.

I'm sure it'll do you some good.

Elt.

What would Boger have thought if he had only received this letter?

First, paper.

It's common and popular, and it's cheap and of poor quality.

The letters are a little dirty because I'm not used to writing them, but I can see traces of trying so hard and politely to write them.

Based on the fact that he is not familiar with the way the letters are written, etc., it is presumably not someone with experience who has attended educational institutions or the like who drew this up.

Around here, only a limited number of people can attend school or something.

Perhaps it was the average woman living in a rural area or something who wrote this.

The next thing you see is the content.

It can be read that he abandoned the village due to some circumstance and moved to another place.

In this world, where warcraft often exits, it is not uncommon for small villages to move places for such reasons.

From such a village, people come out to buy things.

This is not unusual either.

If it's a village that hasn't been able to do it for a while, there are no pedestrians coming.

We won't be able to get too many people out to protect the fields and the village itself.

If so, they will let out the people and others familiar with the roughest of the villages.

Because in this world, journeys that do not depend on the main streets, ships, airships, etc. are very dangerous.

Not if it's just goblins and wolves.

There are numerous other dangerous warcraft and demons.

And that's the part I touched on about Mizuhiko.

There will be no unnatural things to write about when someone close to you asks you to say hello, worrying about the person on the journey.

It is not uncommon, but not impossible, to hit the guild and write a letter.

Sometimes you get letters from parents who worry about their children, or who worry about their spouses, asking them to say hello.

From the above point of view, Boger would predict that background in this way if he only looked at the contents of this letter.

Unfortunately, the inhabitants fled the village.

The inhabitants find a new place to live and manage to rebuild their lives.

But there is no denying the lack of supplies.

Metal vessels and magic tools cannot be made without dedicated facilities, etc., and materials will not be available in the first place.

So I send one boy out of the village to get those things.

This is the world.

Even if you live in the countryside, there are many opportunities to fight the Warcraft.

That's what they abandoned the village for, too, might be caused by the Warcraft.

As far as the letter goes, there is probably some experience of fighting to protect the village.

In fact, such talent was also what was desirable for the Alliance as an instant force.

There's still a difference between what you're going through and what you're not.

Weapons and training can also compensate to some extent later.

But there are actually few people who go through a real battle to know how to fight with their skin and still live.

It's more useful to come out of the country and be driven by need to be an adventurer than to be born in the city and aspire to adventurers alone.

With that in mind, you should consider what you brought this letter to be a golden egg.

If we make him ready not to die any time soon, and give him some knowledge, he should be able to stand alone as an adventurer in good standing.

Whatever, in the beginning, you can give weapons, etc., from your guild.

That would be all worth it, twelve minutes.

"Hum."

Boger sighed one, rubbing his eyebrows apart with his thumb and index finger.

If it was a young man who came out of a normal rural area who brought this letter, he would think so.

From the contents of the letter, I would have made a prediction that way.

But.

Actually, what do you think?

It was Mizuhiko who brought this letter.

Um, it's Mizuhiko who dragged the Warcraft into the city.

No matter what I do wrong, a boy who comes out of the countryside doesn't cut down a single sword of haganewolf.

Although it may be disputed by the other two and not very noticeable, the haganewolf is a wolf boasting a body of 2-3m.

Its body is covered in hair and skin as hard as steel, as the name suggests, and its teeth do not stand with lined swords or bows.

There is also the habit of acting in flocks and strong collaboration.

Can a boy who just came out of the countryside beat up such a horrible demon, no, I can't.

The haganewolf is a warcraft like a professional adventurer with enough experience or an army of nations to march out and crusade.

This is not how village pride fights.

Unless it's something like that, it's not a warcraft that can fight without proper preparation or the help of its peers.

How would this Mizuhiko have defeated it?

According to reports that arrived under Boger, all the causes of death were the same for Red Wyburn and the Haganewolf.

Cut the neck with a sharp blade.

No other trauma.

That means he was slashed under one sword with his neck or something.

Trying to cut the body of a haganewolf with a sword will require considerable skill and a weapon commensurate with it.

Surrounded in the first place by 20 beasts exceeding 2 m, it is not the arm of the inquisition to cut off precisely all its necks.

There is no way that Mizuhiko, with such power, can think of himself as a boy who came out of the village.

At least, from Boger's common sense, there can't be a boy made into an adventurer from such a rural place.

Speaking of all that strength, is it at least a skilled adventurer, a special forces member in some major country, or a brilliant apprentice who has trained under the strength?

But all of them seem far from the state of Mizuhiko's condition as written in the letter.

As far as this letter is concerned, Mizuhiko is only a "boy with experience in fighting warcraft coming out of the countryside".

Boger sighed again, gazing at Mizuhiko, who was sitting across the table.

He cheeks all over his mouth and chews satisfactorily the manju served for tea contracts.

That look, no matter how you look at it, is a bit of a silly, smelly ordinary boy out there.

Even in Boger's eyes, it still looked that way.

But Boger didn't think Mizuhiko was just a pathetic kid.

Boger's account of hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of adventurers sounds the alarm violently.

This boy says it's not what it looks like.

Boger had the experience and track record of seeing what he called tens of thousands of adventurers, soldiers and mighty men.

His account coming from it is more accurate and accurate than any other thing.

As a matter of fact, he says that surveying is a decision made unconsciously, based on information accumulated in the brain.

Sometimes an excellent information processing apparatus called the brain derives only the answers from the information and experience it has accumulated so far.

Eliminate all the complicated paths to getting to that answer and just bring the answer.

Knowledge advance humans tend to take a lighter look at something called exploration.

However, if the human mind accumulates knowledge and experience, it becomes proud of the accuracy that fools cannot.

If, for example, it is also a boger who has remembered detailed data of human beings involved in tens of thousands of battles and has actually seen them and had conversations.

Its "eye for man" accuracy is precisely divine.

With a few words, you can guess exactly what that human combat capability is.

Most of all, he thinks it's just an unfounded idea.

Rabbits and horns, as I have noted before, Boger has lived believing in his own account.

Especially when it comes to looking at people, I have been trying to follow them, even in contempt of reason.

Thanks to that, he is now sitting in the guild top chair.

"This boy is strong," such Boger's inquiry sounded a fierce alarm.

I don't even have to wonder what it's like while I'm at it to be afraid of a boy who swells his cheeks and cheeks all over the place like a squirrel.

In fact, however, Mizuhiko was showing just enough arm power to drag and walk through all the warcraft just for Arre.

What would happen if you added enough technology there to accurately slash a haganewolf or Red Wyburn's neck?

It's just horrible to imagine.

Why did such a person bring such a letter?

Boger was very unable to swallow the contents of this letter.

But what if Mizuhiko hadn't dragged the Warcraft and it wasn't Boger who responded?

What would the guild officials have thought if Mizuhiko, who only looks like Aho's child, had brought such a letter?

Perhaps you would imagine the kind of thing that preceded "suppose I only received this letter" at the outset.

And he would have gotten into this city as a normal adventurer with nothing wrong.

This inexperienced, terribly powerful boy runs out into the city as an adventurer.

For Boger, that's tantamount to saying that he might have been planted in his brain before he knew what time the bomb might explode.

Nothing but fear.

I know Mizuhiko. Even today, I know that she has a bomb that can explode at any time.

Placing the letter on the table, Boger turned again to Mizuhiko.

He's still cheeky with his mandarin happy.

How much do you like Manju?

Besides, is the question about the person named "Elt" who wrote this letter?

I don't know whether Mizuhiko came to this city of our own accord, or by the will of another.

But at least it would be organizations other than Mizuhiko, or individuals, who prepared this letter.

Mizuhiko is not a very smart kid.

Which is a shame, kid.

With the high level of combat ability, I didn't think that Boger, who was also discerning it, had prepared this letter by Mizuhiko himself.

I wonder what the hell those who let me have this letter are thinking.

Has it anything to do with the stealth of Stenglaire, whose activities have recently become active?

Or does it have to do with Agney's village being attacked the other day?

There is not enough information and it is not easy to predict.

One thing here would be to ask Mizuhiko about the person who wrote this letter.

Yes, Boger thought.

It would be natural to ask about the person who wrote it more than he is thus sending out a letter.

Boger nodded several times, opening his mouth.

"I did read your letter, indeed. I'd like to ask you a few questions, would you mind?

"Mm-hmm. Uh-oh."

To Boger's words, Mizuhiko responds with a nod in pieces.

Though I was speechless.

I put mandarin in my mouth, so it's not a language.

Boger's brilliant brain was deciphering it, "Oh, I don't mind."

Big win.

If Boger decides he's got a copy, he decides to start asking questions quickly.

"Sounds like you've had a lot of trouble. You said you needed it in this city to buy tools to use in the village."

Mizuhiko sips all the time without tea when she swallows the manju that was in her mouth.

And he responded with his arms together, shaking his neck vertically over and over again.

"Oh. That's a lot. I don't know, I can't do it. It's not a mullet."

The village Mizuhiko is referring to is the village of Agney and the others.

For Mizuhiko today, when it comes to the village, I will tell you about the place where Agney and the others live.

What Boger is asking is "Mizuhiko's village".

"I see. I guess so indeed. By the way, what kind of things do you plan to buy?

"Oh. Eh, there's a bumblebee, there's a risotto. But not yet. It's happening."

Eh and bang.

To the word, Boger wrinkled between his brows.

Risuto is probably a shopping list or something.

I don't think I'll ever remember what Mizuhiko would buy.

So, what do you mean, "eh"?

From the flow of the conversation, Boger opened his mouth slowly.

"Is it you who wrote this letter that Ero and Ban Er?

"Oh. yeah. It's me. It's me. It's me."

Boger double-checked the name on the letter.

Elt.

This is probably the name.

What Mizuhiko is saying is, uh...

"E" and "T" were there.

Looks like it even comes with extra stuff.

"So, do you remember the name Elt?

"Who is it?"

"Who wrote this?

"Eh, bang, bang"

"Huh?

"Eh."

"Elt?"

"Bang Bang"

Boger had a slight headache and pressed between his eyebrows.

Apparently, Mizuhiko remembers a person named Elt in a way that says, "Eh, bang, bang."

I felt like I somehow figured out what it was like to be the person who wrote this letter.

Indeed, this would also make me want to write, "Take care of him, take care of him".

Boger gave up early on to grab a back-to-back relationship with an interview from Mizuhiko.

Because I don't even think you know what's going on in there, and I didn't think you were good at remembering the information accurately in the first place.

In fact, Boger's readings are quite significant.

It may be better to give up for a while to grasp the thoughts of those who sent Mizuhiko out and who he is.

Yes, Boger decided.

If you let him swim, he will surely also show up who comes in contact with Mizuhiko.

Fortunately, this is the city of guilds ruled by guilds.

If there is any movement at all, the information will soon come to Boger.

Besides, there won't be much need to rush to gather information.

Even for Mizuhiko, he's cooperative with the Alliance, and whatever's behind it, he's probably not hostile.

If there was, I wouldn't send someone like Mizuhiko alone.

Anyway, Mizuhiko is a pretty pathetic kid type.

When Boger lifted the paperwork at hand, he offered it to Mizuhiko.

It was an appraisal of the Warcraft brought in by Mizuhiko.

The line of numbers written at the bottom is probably the amount.

"This is the appraisal result. Let me add some color. Think of it as a little bonus."

"Shit."

Boger trying to give Mizuhiko the paperwork.

Besides, Mizuhiko waited.

I stick my hands out and refuse to receive them.

"What's wrong?

To a slightly inclined boger, Mizuhiko says with a serious face.

"It frightens me when I look at the rash, so tell me more or less about it. That's fine."

Boger looks back at Mizuhiko's face with a clear face as well.

Speaking of which, Mizuhiko had lost his hips yesterday when he heard about the money.

If that's the story of the amount of money you actually get, it's convincing that you're scared.

"Okay. Roughly?

"Mostly"

When Boger glanced at the paperwork and checked the amount, he nodded one and opened his teat.

"About 46 million."

The moment I heard that number.

Mizuhiko passed out.

I didn't leave him sitting still and unconscious for a few seconds.

In such a way, Boger felt the sweat telling his forehead that he was not supposed to answer.

He, the Lizardman, has no sweat line.

"What?"

Mizuhiko, who regained consciousness, heard that with an extremely serious look.

Apparently, my memory about the amount came out of my head.

"Uh, right"

Boger slowly said this when he dropped his eyes on the paperwork again.

"Full"

To the answer, Mizuhiko snorted.

"Right. Is it full?"

Apparently, he convinced me.

Step by step, I felt like I knew how to handle Mizuhiko.