Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? Chapter 115

◈Episode 115 To a distant land (9)

I had no intention of meeting. Just looking at the group that had set up the flag, they were shouting, ‘There’s someone important!’

So I tried to just let him pass by….

[Come closer, stranger.]

It was a defeat because there was a person with really good eyes over there. They even sent someone to call me because I was trying to stray far from the expected travel route.

【What a stranger!】

The person riding the leopard looked at me and his eyes lit up.

It’s a bit much to say that I was also amazed at the fact that you guys had three pairs of arms, but it was still a bit excessive. It’s like… seeing a monkey or not even a monkey. It’s like looking at an interesting tool.

【Ah, was I too rude?】

But that didn’t mean I could just leave. This is because although the number of people in the group reached 30, only three of them were riding leopards.

No matter how you look at him, he is a high-ranking person whose attire is flashy. I only put pressure on the eyes until the other person’s senses worked.

“I apologize. “In Bigabol, you cannot see outsiders who visit as individuals unless they are official envoys.”

Fortunately, the other person looked away before it was too late. Being able to communicate was a bonus.

It was a bit awkward, like a foreigner speaking Korean, but there was no difficulty in understanding it.

“Um, I mean, are you okay? “I practiced hard.”

But what if you can communicate with me in language? I have no basic knowledge of this area, let alone information about the other party. This is what happens when you open your mouth carelessly.

So, I glanced away from the opponent armed with composure.

I saw the child riding the leopard and the people following me having a conversation.

【What happened?】

【That’s getting longer…】

The person I was talking to so far was flashy, but had a slightly different style from the village people, but I think that kid is from the same village as them. Although it is flashy, the style is similar.

Even though he is the smallest in the group, seeing him riding a leopard makes him seem like he has a noble status.

But there is nothing we can do with this information. I do not know what should I do.

【Ah… Is it possible that you couldn’t understand what was said because your pronunciation was slurred?】

【That’s probably not the case. Don’t I approve of Chief Atart’s speaking skills? However, please also consider the position of a stranger who suddenly finds himself face to face with the leaders of a tribe.】

Meanwhile, the last person on the leopard spoke. The soft voice resonated well and was calm, so even though it was a language I didn’t understand, I somehow trusted it.

“This is the chief of the Bigabol tribe. Since you are a person who wants to interact with the outside world, you are very interested in foreigners. “If it’s okay, wouldn’t you please join us?”

Additionally, she also spoke our language. Even better than the man I first spoke to.

“I’m not interested—.”

But that is that and this is this. It’s true that I need a topic to divert attention, but I don’t want to get involved in their conversation.

I repeat, I knew nothing.

“The Chief was just looking forward to speaking with you. “There was no time to talk.”

[Please save the face of our tribe and our chief.]

“…!”

I don’t know anything…!

[I don’t know how you came to stay in our tribe, but I will definitely return the favor.]

I looked at the words echoing in my head, the woman staring at me, and finally the child who seemed to be the chief…

The probability is quite high because the woman glanced back at the child when she said, ‘I was just looking forward to a conversation.’

I wonder why he is taking the position of chief, but it may be due to tribal customs, so I don’t know right away.

“….”

When the chief of a tribe—and a child at that—asked him to save face, it was impossible to refuse. But what if I say yes? Regardless of the concept, I am not confident that I will be able to deal well with being caught between the two chieftains.

We are in dire straits.

【That priest. It’s true that I was looking forward to the conversation, but I don’t want to put too much strain on my benefactor, whose injuries haven’t fully healed yet. Didn’t you get hit by Chibineng’s poison while saving the hunters?】

【…Chibineng? Are you saying you were struck by Chibineng’s poison?】

【Yes, Chief Atart. So, I suggest you postpone the conversation with him a little. I know you have a lot of interest in strangers, but…】

【If that’s the case, you should definitely put it off! Rather, is it okay for me to come out here after being poisoned by Chibineng? Is there anything wrong with your body?】

But what are you talking about about me?

“…I forgot for a moment that I was poisoned by your strength. Please forgive my rudeness.”

I wonder if they stayed silent on purpose as they chatted among themselves for a while. Soon the woman turned her head to me. I don’t think I knew it in the first place, but there was no benefit to refusing in the sense that it gave me a reason to refuse.

“How about we go separately together? “My complexion is not good.”

Although I couldn’t avoid being accidentally taken back to the village.

* * *

“Why did you come with them…?”

Although he was captured and brought to the village, he was given time to understand the situation under the pretext of recuperation.

And when the group of chieftains moved to the largest building, the Archmage who was hiding somewhere came running in a huff and dragged me somewhere.

It was very good timing. To clear my mind, I also want to know how things are going.

“I just paid for the help.”

I answered abruptly as I followed the Archmage into the empty building. Putting everything else aside, the idea of accompanying someone was just a word to prepare medicine in advance.

“Huh…”

Meanwhile, the Archmage held his forehead at my unkind words. No matter how smart you are, there is a limit to the information you can grasp with words like this.

【What’s wrong with me?】

The good news is that I wasn’t the only one there.

The hunters with me supplemented the explanation.

“Is that what happened?…”

The Archmage handed me the porridge with a look on his face that made him 5 years older. While I was talking, the porridge that was boiled was very finely chopped, as if taking my physical condition into consideration.

I don’t know if it was to aid digestion or what, but I liked the fact that there wasn’t a single piece of meat.

“Listen while eating.”

Even though it seems like the culture does not use spoons, only dishes with contents were handed out.

“As I said before coming here, there are many tribes in the Great Forest of Chiria that are so old that they have their own languages.”

Ah, that story. This was explained to me as soon as it became clear that the snake had escaped into the forest.

They say that in the Great Forest, there are many closed tribes who refrain from interacting with the outside world. I don’t know the details because I don’t think we’ll ever run into each other, so I just want to know.

I’m just wondering whether or not this tribe is the tribe I was talking about back then.

“Most of them are hostile to outsiders. “They say they won’t forgive anyone who invades their territory, and they usually try to kill them.”

Was it something like that? Then did I help you for no reason? Well, considering that you saved my life, I guess not everyone is like that?

“Of course, the Serhang tribe we are indebted to now is a bit different. Because it is located on the border of the Great Forest, we often interact with the outside world. “There is less resistance to outsiders.”

So what do you want to say? I listened to the Archmage until I got to the point.

The porridge was a bit hot, but I endured it with all my might. It doesn’t taste good to blow on something just because it’s hot.

“What I would like to request is a delegation from the Bigabol tribe that has come to visit us now. “The Bigabol tribe was not friendly to outsiders until a few years ago.”

I see… But didn’t I also see Chief Bigbol’s face?

“Fortunately, this time, the great chieftain is of the opinion that we should stay away from isolation and open exchanges with the outside world. “That’s probably why they don’t cause trouble even when they see you.”

Only now did I understand Chief Bigabol’s strange kindness. The chief or the person next to him told me, but I guess he really wanted to know about the outside world.

“The problem is that this is the ‘Katina’ period.”

As I drank it, sip by sip, the porridge was almost gone. I’m not full, but I don’t feel empty either. I put down the bowl.

“Katina is an event to elect a new warchief to take the vacancy when the person in the position of warchief causes trouble and is dethroned or dies at the end of his or her lifespan. Anyone who holds the position of chieftain of a tribe has the right to challenge.”

“so.”

“Serhan’s power is rather weak. Therefore, the chieftain of Serhang will never participate in Katina. On the other hand, Bigabol is a tribe of forces competing for supremacy. Moreover, isn’t the chief of Bigabol this time a reformist personality? I will challenge for the position of warchief just to change old customs. “This alliance will be for that purpose.”

At that point, I started to feel something.

Since this meeting was so important, I suddenly found myself in the middle of it…

“It would have been better if we had never had to come between them in the first place, but the other person has already found out about our existence. It would be rude to leave here without saying a word… so you should have a seat at least once. Of course, I will also accompany you there. But… you know? I’ll help you somehow, so please… Well. “Please.”

It must be treated properly. So, you shouldn’t get angry.

Although we are not properly invited guests to Serhang, we have accidentally found ourselves in that position, and if we treat Bigabol roughly, Serhang will also be in trouble.

“Is that okay?”

Even though I was asking for a favor, I internally lamented the lack of trust in my face.

I was looking for someone and he happened to get involved in politics. Turn around, really. Can’t I just get poisoned again and lie down??

“If it doesn’t work out, it’s okay to lie down as the aftereffects of the poison subside. I have to pretend that the aftereffects are severe, so it will be a long time before I return, but…”

Oh, that’s right. There’s something strange about the aftereffects of the poison being so severe that I have to return to the city. The road is not easy to navigate and you have to go through a forest full of all kinds of bugs and animals.

Jeenjang. The concept is to participate in a conversation that will never go smoothly or to cheat and stay comfortably but delay your return.

How do you choose this? I’m already in a situation where I have to come back early without telling the rest of the group.

“…I won’t talk at length.”

I don’t have the personality to adapt to other people’s circumstances, but wouldn’t I regret wasting time more than that?

I made a decision after intense analysis and deliberation.

The Archmage shook his head.

“Thank you.”

It felt strange to see the person who worked the hardest express gratitude to me.

【Ah, priest!】

At that time, I felt a sign of presence outside the building we were in. There were people who often looked this way to see us, but this was the first time someone approached us so directly.

“It looks like a priest from the Serhang tribe is coming.”

I don’t know. Who is that?

I waited for him to come inside, guessing that he was a high-ranking priest.

Soon, someone opened the door, breaking through the guards surrounding the building.

It was the woman who had boasted of her eloquent speaking skills earlier.

Although he was the head of another tribe, his style of clothing was the same as that of the Serhang tribe, so I wondered why he rode a leopard alongside the chiefs.

“It’s too late to say hello. “This is Bibia, the 6th branch of the Rising Swamp.”

She looked down at me with eight eyes that were a mysterious mixture of purple, cyan, and yellow.

It was a sedentary culture, so I was sitting on the floor and she, who had just arrived, was standing, so it was an inevitable composition.

“If I were to put it in your language, you could call me a priest, so feel free to call me a priest.”

The priest did not maintain that posture for long.

She flopped down in a spot she had deliberately avoided because it was very windy. Gloomy eyes stared down at the bonfire located in the middle of the room.

“Before I begin the story, I would like to thank you for saving my tribe’s hunter. “If it weren’t for your help, we would have lost many young and talented hunters.”

And soon the priest bowed. It was an extremely polite thank you.

Even though it wasn’t my intention, the slight antipathy I felt at the thought of almost inserting me into a conversation between high-ranking officials disappeared.

“I didn’t help anything. “It’s all his credit, so don’t say hello to me.”

“Is that so?”

I straightened my back as I watched the person who followed her put away the pot and raise the tea.

Originally, I didn’t slouch to set the mood, but the priest was so stiff that I also put more strain on my back.

“Chibineng… The Swallowing Green River was a big problem for our Serhang. It has devoured countless hunters and warriors not only in the present but also in the past. “Everyone in the tribe will be grateful to you for killing such a person.”

The priest thanked him once more and then held out something.

“It’s a small thing, but it’s my return. Originally, it was customary for the chief to hand it over, but since you are receiving an envoy, I have no choice but to give it to you instead.”

As if the ball had been pushed to me, the Archmage did not express his will to accept or not accept the gift. It seems like the attitude is to leave it up to me, but if this is the case, the answer is already set.

“Not required.”

I don’t know what the thing wrapped in leaves is, but I don’t accept it. Because I didn’t help in order to get paid.

“My benefactor, please accept it.”

“I said there was no need.”

The scuffle did not last long. When I declared twice, the priest collected the gift without the Archmage needing to stop him.

“If that’s what you mean, I understand.”

The tea has boiled over.

The priest served tea in a teacup.

“It’s a medicine car. Although it is said that the poison has been driven out, there is no telling what aftereffects may remain. “It would be quite useful for protecting the body.”

It was a bit difficult to refuse this. Even if there are cars that are more expensive than gold by the same weight… wouldn’t it be easy to refuse a cup of tea anyway?

“I am grateful for the priest’s favor.”

While listening to the Archmage’s answer, I swallowed a little of the tea, paying attention to the heat.

“…!”

It was delicious. I have a friend who practices tea, so I only know the etiquette, but I don’t really know the taste of tea.

“It smells really good.”

“It’s made from dried leaves that only grow in the great forest, and I’m glad you like it.”

They say good tea relaxes the body. I sipped my tea, feeling my nerves calming down for no reason.

As I was concentrating on the car without even listening to what the two people were saying, the car started to shrink rapidly and quickly reached its bottom.

“As someone who has received help, I don’t think I can be more rude than this, but…”

The quick-witted priest poured a second cup of tea into my teacup. At the same time, I finally opened my silent mouth.

Thanks to the tea, I was able to get rid of all my complicated thoughts and feel somewhat better, so I was quite willing to listen to whatever was asked of me.

Crack, tap.

bang!

【Who would be so rude when there are guests…】

【Priest, that is not the problem. Jatav warriors were discovered nearby!】

First of all, it was for me, but not for the world. Even though it was an unknown language, the sound of urgent quests rolling around was very exciting.