Chapter 263 – Reunion
“Do you remember the conversation I had with you in the anthill?”
“A conversation you had with me?”
I can’t remember the name or face very well unless it’s someone important, much less remember the conversation I had with the guy who makes a lot of noise every time I run into him.
When I showed an attitude of not remembering anything in particular, Gemanic opened his mouth.
“I asked you a question. Why can’t people empathize with the suffering of others? Called. In response to my question, you said that peace of mind comes from affluence. Because in order to help others, you have to take a loss yourself. Um, there is a similar saying in the old saying, ‘The barn is generous.’ Wasn’t it? When I heard that story, I thought it was very plausible.”
What the hell do you want to talk about? I can’t understand.
The raindrops dripped down my chin and dripped down my cheeks, tickling my neck.
“According to what you said, if you want to help others, you must eventually be able to afford to help them. So I thought about it, the ability to help others can be material or non-material. Money or power, things like that.”
“…”
A story like that was good. Really, it was a good story.
However, this is the second encounter with Gemanic here in the Westway after exploring the anthill. Technically, we met yesterday as well, but since yesterday and today we met for the same business, it would be okay to tie them together.
There are many people who have met each other once, but people who have met twice may have met three times.
In addition, he is a second-class mercenary who can use magic, and is quite different from the bully scum that I have encountered countless times, who have coveted my women.
Since he had shown a rather gentlemanly attitude to me, I decided that there would be no harm in building a friendly relationship with him, so I calmly listened to his boring story.
“Merchants with a lot of money don’t have power, but they can help someone with their overflowing wealth. Conversely, wizards with strong magic and knights with excellent combat skills can save people from external threats.”
“That is a good thing.”
“But there are people who have both money and power. Do you know who it is?”
“Are you talking about nobles?”
“Okay! After all, the story goes well.”
I only replied moderately, but Gemanic energetically talked about what was so enjoyable.
“I don’t want people to suffer. I want a world where everyone is happy. Wouldn’t it be a world where people help each other when the aristocrats give what they have to people and a world where everyone is affluent? I’ve been thinking about that.”
“Lee Yeol, an idea worthy of a Red.”
I’m so dumbfounded to hear him say it. The thoughts just came out of my mouth.
Distributing what the nobles have to the powerless. It is a delusion worthy of a communist with a hammer and sickle. It is a daydream that only pacifists with a flower garden in their heads can do.
Besides, this world is a society with a class system. It is a world with the idea of the chosen people that nobles are noble from birth and are different from commoners.
In other words, the existence of magic is protecting the chosen people ideology.
However, the guy who lives in such a world wants people not to be suffering, and wants everyone to be happy. When I see such hypocritical words from such a mouth, my anger rises.
The urge to tell the children who believe in Santa Claus that there is no such thing as Santa in this world. A heartache arises.
“Reds? What is a redneck?”
After hearing my story, Gemanic tilts his head.
I looked at him for a while. He never thought that he would ever have to look closely at a man’s face.
Under the gray hood is the face of a young man who looks much younger than I remember and looks like he might have been in his twenties.
This guy is younger than I thought.
Well, it’s not until he’s a young man with a lot of dreams that he can’t come up with such a disjointed idea that if everyone shares what the nobles have, everyone will be enriched.
“There is a saying that money depends on how you spend it. Do you know?”
“How to write?”
“Even if it’s the same 1 silver, there will be people who buy an expensive meal with it, and there will be people who buy and plant seeds with it.”
“What about that… ?”
“For those who bought and ate rice, that’s it, 1 silver in hand is a meal, nothing more and nothing less. On the other hand, what about the person who planted the seed?”
“Hmm? Oh…”
Then, as if he understood my words, my mother nodded his head.
“A new crop will bloom, so you can take it and sell it to make more money?”
“Yes, even with the same 1 silver, what you can do with it is different for each person. Aristocrats must have received an excellent education from an early age and know how to use money wisely. But can a commoner do that?”
“Um, that…”
“Distributing what aristocrats have to people is only talking about becoming poor fairly. In that case, it would be more realistic to use the money the lords have to make it more worthwhile to make their cities a better place to live and to raise the quality of life for the people.”
“That’s right…”
“In the first place, this world is too harsh. The forest outside the city is full of monsters that can easily kill people. In such a world, what is the value of an ordinary person who does not know how to use magic and has no combat skills?”
I couldn’t figure out why I had to tell such a boring story, so there was a bit of annoyance at the end.
“If everyone is strong enough not to die no matter how much they starve or encounter any monsters, then most of the problems will be solved. Is not it? It’s a problem because there are too many people who are weak enough to need help from others in the first place. The concern you are having is a human innate problem. Not everyone can be happy.”
“Hmm… It’s a human problem…”
At my forced words, bringing out a somewhat extreme example, Gemanic crossed his arms as if thinking about something and kept his mouth shut.
When I finally saw the quiet Gemanic, I walked intoxicated with a somewhat childish sense of victory that I had won in a boring argument.
I definitely got to the empty lot where I found the giant bedbugs the other day.
It must have been because they headed straight for this place from the West Way.
Trisian shouted at the soldiers inspecting the clearing.
“I will use this place as a temporary camp. After setting up the tent and resting for a while, we will start the search.”
As soon as Trisian finished speaking, the soldiers unpacked their belongings and started pitching a large tent.
Seeing that, Natalya also used her skeleton to pitch the tent in the corner for us to rest.
“Are you guys resting in this tent?”
As we were waiting for the tent to be set up, Trisian approached us from behind.
“Ah yes. But whatever… ?”
No way, he probably didn’t come here because he wanted to rest together in our tent.
She tilted her head, not quite sure why she had come so close.
“We’ll be looking for it in a little while. Can you guys wait over here with me?”
“There’s no problem, but why… ?”
She obviously thought we would be moving separately, but she didn’t expect to bring this up on her side.
“What we are looking for is the flower garden full of herbs that the girl talked about yesterday.”
“Yes.”
“As soon as I returned to the city yesterday, I mobilized the soldiers of the guard to check it, but it seems that no pharmacist knows such a place.”
Of course, not every pharmacist in town is ignorant of the existence of a flower garden. However, at least among the pharmacists “In the city,” No one knew about it.
The cause may be that the pharmacists who knew about the existence of the flower field and went to collect it died, or it was possible that they were away at the right time and did not encounter the guards.
Anyway, it’s important that the guards didn’t get any information about the flower garden.
“Hmm… ?”
“Then, from here on, we have no choice but to release people and find them with manpower.”
She glanced at the old man at her words. Recognizing my question if Trician was right with her eyes, she nodded her head.
“There are quite a few footprints in this clearing, and I can’t tell which ones are headed for the flower field. As Trisian said, the fastest way to find someone is to free them.”
“If we release people to find them, we also have to scatter to find them…” ?”
It would save time if there were at least one more person looking for it, but she shook her head for some reason.
When I didn’t understand, the old man next to her nodded her head as if he understood roughly, and began to make up for it.
“Think of the corpse of the pharmacist who was said to be the girl’s father that you found yesterday.”
“That withered… ? Why is that corpse?”
“The equipment he had. Aren’t you wearing only light clothes and a bag that could hold herbs?”
“Huh.”
To gather herbs, of course, you must have a bag to put them in. What does that mean?
“That’s right. The corpse had no camping gear at all, did it?”
“Hmm… Yes?”
“The story of no camping gear is that the flower fields are a day’s drive from the Westway.”
“Aha… Uh, but maybe the pharmacist wasn’t going to the flower garden?”
“I confirmed that to the girl yesterday. Her father said politely, he said he was heading to the flower field and left.”
It is Trisian who answered my question.
“Um, so. To sum it up, since my father died here on his way to the flower fields less than a day’s drive from the West Way, the flower fields must be not far from here?”
“Yeah, but I don’t know which way. That’s why we brought soldiers.”
I still don’t understand. Shouldn’t we be scattered and searched? Of course, it’s nice because I don’t have to do troublesome things, but I don’t understand.
“If you sow soldiers, it won’t take long to find a field of flowers. But finding a flower garden doesn’t solve everything. The true pursuit will start from there. None of the soldiers are good at tracking.”
“So… ?”
“When the soldier who found the flower field arrives at the headquarters, you should go to the flower field with me. You can see it as waiting for that time.”
