"How did you know my name, brave adventurer?" the villager asked in a confused manner.
"No... I just guessed..."
"I see..."
"Then if I may guess another time..."
"?"
"You're a garlic farmer, aren't you?"
"You scare me, adventurer. How come you know my name?"
Because you're literally him! From the appearance, you're going to raise your finger and tell me: "Ah, hello adventurer!"
But I can't tell him.
"No... It's just my rambling."
"I see... But I know that you're a kind person."
Kind, huh... I'm not someone you should say that.
But it's fine.
To keep up appearances, that is.
"Uhm. I actually lost myself too."
"Is that so? I don't know where we are either."
We're doomed.
Fine, I'll do it myself.
"Uhm, may I ask a few questions?"
"I don't mind since you saved my life after all."
We were walking in the meantime since, according to him, monsters roam around here.
Not that I care though.
"Where do you live, Greg?"
'Well knowing it, it's probably "that" town.'
"It's a small town called Hachimitsu."
"Huh..."
"Judging by your face, you don't seem to know where you are."
"Haha...."
"It's fine. I wanted to repay you, so I can do this much."
"Then... Can you explain everything?"
"We're located in the continent known as "Salomonis," and we are located in the southeast of it. In a country named "Curson."
We discussed the general outline of this world, and I asked some questions and curiosities I have.
Naturally, he answered everything I asked.
"Then... That's enough for now."
"You said that your village is south of the capital, right?"
I drew a simple diagram of the empire and the direction we are heading. If I backtrack, I have been traveling at exactly 108 degrees south of west. Judging from the sun's angle at that time, my margin of error is around 6%...
Greg, who was confused, just observed me with curious eyes.
Well, not that I can compute that much either. Just some trigonometry I learned.
Well, if it's that case, we'd have to walk along the arcleg to actually head south...
"We're going to walk that direction, Greg."
"How can you be sure?"
"Just my intuition."
Greg seemed reluctant but he agreed eventually.
We walked along the forest for around 3 days. Naturally, I had to accommodate him because he was my key to escaping this forest. Although all we've encountered was just goblins...
"Have you been traveling for a long time now, adventurer?"
"..."
"Adventurer?"
"....! Ahh, yes, of course."
Yes... I was, in fact, traveling for a long time now.
But not for a good reason.
"No matter how much water I wash these hands with, the blood on them won't come off..."
"..."
Greg seemed to understand what I meant by that.
It's nice for him to have a self-awareness trait that made him popular.
"Look, adventurer, it's the main road!"
So it's finally here!
I'm kind of sick of the forest now though. All I've done was walk, kill goblins, and eat.
'...!'
I immediately pulled Greg down on instinct.
'Wha- Adventurer, what are you doing?'
'Shhhh!'
I covered his mouth. I see, even if I am in a different body, my instincts are still as good as ever.
Hmmm, it seems like bandits...
This world is also ridden with them...
It looks like they're having fun with the women... All the men were killed, judging from face value, except for two.
How can I see them? Through observation, of course. But I can see things that most people won't be able to see.
'Unsightly...'
Why is it always like this? Though I've seen worse.
The right choice here is to interfere. But Greg here doesn't want to. He seemed very scared.
I'm no hero, but I can do just this much.
Because It's been a while since I had a thrill.
I unsheathed my sword and rustled through the bush.
Surely confronting them is a thing, but...
'Its not entertaining enough.'
"Greg, please save the people while I do my thing."
"You surely aren't talking about?!?"
Let's see if I still have it!
I only have this slightly blunt rock with a sharp edge.
But if I'm correct, I still retained my [Grandmaster of Arms] skill.
I sneaked up to one of the bandits that's far from the others. He's having his way with a woman screaming.
Looks like he's about to punch the woman.
I took the rock into stabbing position and leaped towards the man.
I stabbed as hard as I could. It worked but it was shallow.
As expected but!
I rotated my body and kicked in the rock to push it deeper.
Women's stature is more suitable in their footwork rather than raw strength.
The stone pierced through his gullet and he was unable to speak.
It looked like he was going to use some sort of magic to signal them, but I stepped on his hand.
I took the stone and stabbed it through his heart.
Although he was dead, just to make sure, I had to step on the rock to secure it.
"Who are you?"
"I'm nobody."
I ran through what the bandit had, a knife huh. As expected from the boonies.
I took it and left without saying much. It's nice that Greg naturally took the lead. I'm not much of a talker anyway.
20 bandits. 1 killed, 19 left.
6 of them are far off each other. 13 of them on the road drinking.
Naturally, I killed the ones that stray far off the main group. In guerrilla tactics, chipping their enemies is crucial in reducing their chances of victories.
Unseen, that is.
But it seems that they are unaware that I'm attacking them.
I started walking to another one and kicked his balls and stabbed him in the back. I broke the neck of the next one, I tilted the head of another one. I dislocated the arm of another one and stabbed him in the head. I slashed the throat of the next, and I bluntly bashed a rock at the last one.
7 Killed. 13 left
This body gets tired easily... But my willpower is the difference.
I can move my body even in such conditions because in war, you must be always ready or else you will die.
So far, I haven't gotten any good weapons. Well, this scythe would work. Their main group is quite strong. Hmmm... They could beat a soldier easily.
'A normal soldier, that is.'
I confronted them naturally. I don't think this is a good choice because they could easily kill me.
But my instincts are roaring!
I need blood!
They were drunk, so they wouldn't struggle that much.
"You all. Come at me!"