The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

77 – good friends (3)

After replenishment and rest, we faced an important task.

It was the reconciliation between Lena and Ashuria.

After reconciling opinions with the hero, it seemed that Lena, like Lena, was regretting the provocation a while ago, and Ashuria, like Ashria, was willing to apologize. Like the saying, “take out the horns as well,” we happened to be busy, and Lena and Ashuria were facing each other at the supply depot.

The hero watched the two of them from among the grass and spoke cautiously.

“That… … . Oh, mister.”

“Yes. Warrior.”

Of course, the hero still couldn’t see my face properly. Just being next to her, how shy she must have been when her ears turned red. Feeling sorry for the hero’s appearance, I turned my head back. I could feel the eyes looking at my profile, but I pretended nothing was wrong.

Excitement cools down if you’re not interested. The hero’s breathing quickly stabilized, and he returned to a calm tone again.

“mister. Will it be all right?”

“I do not know.”

Even after hearing Lena’s true intentions, it was unclear whether this reconciliation would work out. Because Lena always had a negative view of the church. Millet was right next to me, holding her hand tight, and I felt sorry for the trees, seeing the grass clinging desperately to its branches like hair being plucked out.

Lena was looking around with her hands in her pockets, and Ashuria was looking straight at Lena with her arms crossed. Lena whistled and said awkwardly.

“What, what is it? why are you looking at me like that yes?”

“I know it’s hard working in the black society.”

At Ashuria’s words, Lena hardened her expression. She glared at Ashuria blatantly and said.

“….therefore?”

Ashuria seemed a little taken aback by Lena’s reaction. She blinked, choosing what to say, then spoke to her again.

“Isn’t it because you’re having a hard time fighting with me? I understand. Don’t worry too much… … .”

“So, did I force myself to fight you? Did you say something that you didn’t mean to say and that wasn’t true?”

Ashuria blinked and stared at the ceiling, then let out a deep sigh.

“I keep talking about the church… … .”

“Oh, no!”

Millet came out. Surprised, Millet jumped out of the grass and hugged Ashuria tightly, continuing to shout.

“Cheap, you can’t fight!”

Both Lena and Ashuria looked at Millet with bewildered faces. The fight hadn’t even ignited yet, but it was like the water had been splashed out. Lena shook her head and shook her head, and Ashuria was looking at Lena with an uncomfortable expression. Lena said in a messed up atmosphere.

“It’s done. If you’re going to treat me like an idiot, just treat it like nothing. uh?”

Ashuria didn’t respond to Lena’s words. He bit his lip, closed his eyes, let out a deep sigh, and shook his head. We slipped out and moved our bodies to different positions. This time, the hero went to Lena, and I went to Ashuria.

*****

“If this continues, there will be problems with the operation.”

“Even if you try to understand, there is no way because you don’t want to be understood.”

Ashuria returned with a calm expression, different from the one she showed a moment ago. But her hands were shaking slightly and her breathing was rough, so she was also emotional. I nodded and said.

“Isn’t that something that can’t be helped? Depending on where you are, your gaze is different.”

“Are you on Lena’s side?”

“Didn’t I stand in various positions? When I was in the Empire, it was written that wars between Empires and Kingdoms were just wars for the Empire’s territory. But he didn’t say that here. Neither I nor Ashuria-nim do not know properly what kind of life Lena-nim has lived. Because Lena never told me what tragedies she saw around her or what she grew up seeing in a dark society. Lena-sama might be misunderstanding that.”

“It never occurred to me that the Church did bad things. I used to be a heretic inquisitor, and I know better than anyone how clean the organization is. You know how unpleasant it is when an outsider resorts to rumors and denigrates an entire organization. I cannot give up on this part.”

My appetite was bitter. Ashria was stroking the Bible and breathing deeply, and the day was terribly clear.

*****

“If you were a heretic inquisitor, you wouldn’t know. what they were doing How dirty things going on in the local churches get washed up in the capital and how innocent victims are born.”

“Ashuria only works in the capital, so you might not know. They say that the Heretic Questioner only handles people whose investigations have actually been completed.”

Lena turned her head at those words. Then he crouched down with his legs together and murmured.

“…Still, I’m sure you haven’t heard anything.”

The warrior smiled bitterly. Lena also knew deep down that what she was doing was unreasonable, but she didn’t know how to solve it. Emotions will run high again when you start arguing with the evidence, and the party will be ruined if there is an argument.

Right now, Lena and Ashuria were performing a dangerous stunt with the fate of the party.

The warrior scratched his head and turned around.

Just in time, the porter was coming from the opposite direction.

*****

As soon as the hero saw me, he gestured toward the rock. Millet was still busy talking between the two of them, but seeing that both of them laughed awkwardly or shook their heads, it seemed that Millet’s efforts were at least correcting the atmosphere. The warrior looked at the road that stretched ahead and said.

“…I didn’t expect this to happen. I thought it was going well.”

“It’s not uncommon for differences of opinion to crack. I was in a bad mood that day, but someone played a prank on me. The provocation in Dalian was too severe. Cracks in human relationships are usually futile.”

“…I don’t want this party to be ruined like this.”

“It won’t break. Aren’t they people who know how to distinguish between public and private affairs?”

It was the same with Lena and Ashuria. Even though Ashuria didn’t like me very much, when she was working, she did it clearly, and Lena always smiled and finished the job nicely. The hero remembered the two people’s actions and nodded while sighing with guilt.

“…I thought I should do something, but I couldn’t do anything. It was just, listening. It wasn’t like that in the book. If you persuade them with words, a magical thing will happen where the two reconcile with each other.”

“It is best to listen. This is because people with strong emotions only take their place after they vomit their emotions. Since the hero and Millet are working so hard, wouldn’t the two of them not go to the extreme and stop here? The fact that both of them vomit their emotions at the hero means that they believe in the hero.”

The warrior’s eyes twinkled. The warrior who laughed with a strange sound lowered his head, exhaled, and shook his head while covering his face with the palm of his hand. Then he said again with a bright smile.

“thanks. mister.”

I nodded and looked down. The two people who packed their bags again packed their bags without looking at each other. Lena glanced at Ashuria before turning her head away, and Ashuria returned to focus on the Bible.

Millet said while holding Lena with a worried face.

“Hey, are you not fighting anymore? yes?”

Lena smiled at Millet and then nodded.

“yes. don’t fight.”

Millet asked Ashria again.

“Are you not fighting? Are you reconciled?”

Then Ashuria patted Millet’s head and replied with a warm voice.

“Yes.”

Then, with a bright smile on her face, Millet spoke to the hero again.

“Warrior! They said the two of them reconciled!”

Both I and the hero couldn’t help but smile bitterly at the atmosphere like a thin ice sheet with only Millet floating on top.

******

“Sir Stauffen. A report came in that an unidentified wagon had passed near the border.”

Stauffen nodded and smiled. It was because quite some time had passed since the hero had not appeared in the capital and only rumors had started to circulate. Stauffen was sure that there would be a hero in that carriage. And the hero’s goal was the secret base they sowed.

“How is the Black Society going?”

In response to Staufen’s question, the adjutant looked through the papers and said,

“Yes. There is currently one person who has been adjusted, so we will put it right here.”

“Who are they?”

When the adjutant said it was them, he checked the other documents. He read the document carefully, then nodded.

“Yes, 80 people are on standby.”

Stauffen smiled contentedly. Because the operation was proceeding smoothly.

“yes. It makes them realize too.”

Stauffen’s fingers scratched the table.

“That it is right to follow the Demon King.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Stauffen stared blankly at the adjutant who suddenly laughed. The laughing adjutant coughed and said.

“Ah, I thought it was the right time to laugh.”

Stauffen said.

“Laughing. It will be after the operation is over.”

Amid conspiracies and conflicts, the carriage carrying the party was running.