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Chapter 381 - day 381

I studied the New Continent to some extent before coming over, but there was a bit of information we could not know until we arrived.

History that has been accumulated, unique culture, and the customs of this place. There is an even more overwhelmingly number of people that I do not know yet, as well as the surrounding geography, severe nature changes, and the even more delicious ingredients.

Especially not knowing about ingredients is a problem.

Since exploring for delicious ingredients is one of the major goals, we should collect them quickly.

Of course, together with the information we need, we also have to investigate the situation of people living here.

Actually, in the last night before arriving, I released several clone bodies and tried various investigation techniques.

The information gathered in that time is somewhat small, but it is roughly as follows.

First of all, it seems that the nearby port city is a trading city-state called «Mushuram · Gianna».

People live not only to trade with another continent where we were, but also in other parts connecting the important city-states, and one of the biggest rivers of the New continent «Gangjinamus Taiga» connects to the ocean after running through the center of the city. Trade has been carried out in this city until it developed to its current state.

The population is also said to be in the hundreds of thousands or more, it is counted as one of the most important city-states in the New World, and it comes with a long history.

In the New Continent the temperature is high but the humidity is low, it seems that a dry ground is spreading.

In the desert zone which occupies nearly half of the vast land, the temperature difference between day and night is intense, it seems that monsters adapted to the harsh environments in dangerous zones, attacking day and night.

Still, the people living here are stubborn, building cities and villages centered around the safe areas scattered throughout the country.

There seems to be many people living around the New World wandering the country in clans and tribal units, not just living in urban areas.

It seems there are some cultures that believe in fighting blood for blood, retaliation for retaliation, because the competition for those few safe zones continues violently.

Plundering is an everyday occurrence, and there is plenty of crime. There are also many tough men who will beat others down.

Because conflict is a familiar thing, the New Continent would be quite useful if you are looking for good quality individuals with fighting abilities.

Therefore, simple force seems like a status to be respected. It translates that a minimum power is required to carry out justice for each person.

At first it seems that the situation is roughly like this.

I judged that the person who actually heard this came by earlier, but nobody would know about us, so I decided to go for a little walk in a disguise, for precaution's sake.

Disguise first, change into a pair of silver arms and make it look like Japanese-style armor. Changing the color partly and only slightly adding decoration, I wear a large black cloth over much of my body.

I can not equip helmets because my devil horn is in the way, but thinking of that I wrapped a Sumagu (shemagh?) woven with homemade cloth around my neck. I think it was a delicate combination, but it seems to have pretty unexpected look.

Sumagu, which can be substituted for various things such as sand avoiding masks, help in cases of emergency.

After the armor is made, I wear a second sword, made by the blacksmith, swinging at my waist.

The black dawn sword [Daigaku Kuroku], made of an alloy of dark stone and magic metal spilled from my silver arms, and the white Kisetsuta also made of an alloy of magic metal and silver ark with light spermite and stones with the inscription [鬼 丸 丸 白 night] attached.

Although it is an inscription to refer to the 5 warlords, because the origin of the head of the family is related to demons, it somehow bring a feeling of familiarity about.

Although, I am more used to a spear rather than a sword, I used a knight's sword for training, I am as familiar with them as with my own hands because my silver arms were used as one of the materials.

The blade can also change its shape to some extent due to the characteristics of my silver arms, and it is possible to deliver a fancy slash.

You can fight as if it is an extension of your hand, and it is not bad to do so in such a style by chance.

In general, it is a form for an armored warrior as a whole, but on the New Continent there are several desert areas that rise to such high temperatures that if you go around armed like that, steam would erupt from the contents of a warrior in metallic whole body armor.

From another person's point of view, it is not a suitable environment for anyone that thought their head was OK, even for a moment. I wonder if it seems to be problematic even with leather armor or partial metal armor.

Since there are quite a few magic items with [temperature control] etc., the Sumaga might just be interpreted as a magic item of such kind.

Although I do not think so, I do not want to die, so I do not think I should care about that.

Anyway, like everyone else, we changed into a new fresh fashion style that is different from our usual.

Changing costumes like this may be the real pleasure of traveling.

After completing the disguise, and when our preparations were completed, I got on board a ship from the New Continent that came along with dawn and went to «Mushuram · Gianna» with the slow swaying of the waves.

By the way this time the big Mino Yoshikuni and Asu - chan are only answering machines, the others are the only applicants.

Well, almost all of them wanted to go.

After being shaken from the short boat ride, we arrived at the huge harbor of «Mushuram · Gianna» where hundreds of ship crowd around in a crawl, we stuck our feet on ground for the first time in a while.

Even if a big wave hit the ship, I felt almost no shaking on board, so my senses did not change too much, but I wonder if I can say that I can calm down anyway.

I was happy to find something new, just like Auro and Argento.

While we were walking without any aim, I found a busy early morning market opened in a large square.

I was interested in the market where there were dozens and hundreds of stalls I could move around and, looking closely you could not ask, "Is this the place called the New Continent?"

Many items that I have never seen are all lined up in each stall.

Vegetables in strange shades and shapes. The raw meat of a big lizard-type monster. A liquor bottle containing a snake-shaped monster of about 60 centimeters. Unfamiliar fish that I have never seen before.

A slightly blurred yellow sword. An old leather armor with a trace of blood left. A mantle of sand avoidance. A leather water skin that can hold a lot of water.

Burned meat dishes on steel plates. A fish platter holding a large fish. A fruit confection that is painted to look like candy.

Various other things are sold besides this.

HM. There is likely to be a bargain in such a market.

With that thought, I reflexively grasp the hand of a pickpocket that came out from the crowds and bumped into me.

Normally, you would not notice it because of a severe accompanying pain, but because she ran away too quickly at the same time, the sensation with an immediate effect of a neurotoxin due to [Snake Venom Dosing], the pickpocket was running for a while without noticing, and disappears into an alley .

A scream sounds out a bit over the hustle and bustle, apparently she seems to have noticed.

It was a reflexive move, meaning that it's probably hard to treat normally.

While thinking that I had overdone it a bit, I am impressed with the attitude that she does not appear scared of others even if they seem to be quite a severe armored figure like me.

Perhaps she thinks I am rich, but is she not thinking of the danger when she was hit? I think that well, it does not matter.

There is no other choice but to give up if it is a causal response.

If the pickpocket was a starving orphan, so I though about it a little more so, as I am a good adult, I decided to quickly forget this event.

It is useless because the local sake is more important than the future of a single pickpocket.

Gubirigiri is a cheap local sake that is sold there. It is tasty because it is sake, but it also has a different flavor than previous types.

The taste is reasonable. It is a bit disappointing that it is warm, so I continued exploring to see whether there was any other good sake available.