Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Carl Kansi, who kindly started the conversation, allowed us to enjoy a campfire with the others rather than a small space to rest.

Instead, I had to chat with the night watchmen until the door opened in the morning, but I had no complaints because it was a hundred times better than going through the cumbersome process of preparing for camp while shivering in the cold. It was a reward for being a conversation partner until dawn, and while they were eating breakfast and enjoying the pleasant atmosphere, the side of the castle gate became busier and repeated shouts began to be heard.

“The door opens!”

Unlike those who packed their belongings amid shouts that spread as if they were praying for blessings, we did not have anything laid down, so we were able to indulge in moderation and cut in line instead of cutting in line. Carl Kansi, as if he had expected this far, hurriedly walking with a smile on his face, and I couldn’t help but admire his nimbleness once again.

After moving so hurriedly, it was only after I stood roughly in the 10th order that Carl Kansi, who had a little time to look around, whispered in my ear in a small voice without fail.

“Guest. If you know how to use Auras, you’d better keep hiding them like you are now.”
“…I’m trying to pretend I can’t do anything.”

It was a very natural thing to say, but it was something that I couldn’t help but be stabbed. Because of that, I hesitated for a moment, but somehow I was able to answer naturally.

When I had a fist fight with Carl Kansi, I didn’t have any burden because I was in Etis El, a clean area for demons, but it was nothing new that the demons noticed just by using magic like I was breathing normally. They had to endure only with the physical abilities of the humans they had trained.

“Not only is he generous, but he’s also prudent, so he’s the best guest.”

While chatting a little more about the upcoming schedule with Karl Kansi, who seemed to be giggling in satisfaction, the queue quickly dwindled, and I had to feel a strange tension every time.

It wasn’t that the fake identity provided by the empire was unreliable. It was because I wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do to capture the mana that I had been using like breathing all my life and the divine power that I had recently started using.

On the other side, it’s just ‘strangely demonic.’ Because there were only people who recognized my magical power with the sense of ‘Ah, I definitely don’t feel magical power’. There was no way to get a definitive answer. At least, the divine power was verified by the saints, but it was also a factor of anxiety because there was no law telling it not to flow out like incontinence.

Even while I was regretting that I wish I could have captured at least one demon alive and experimented on it, the rope continued to be pulled, and by the time it was my turn, I had reached the point where I closely watched the guards’ every move with more tension than in any battle. .

“Hello, guards at the end! You’ve worked hard since the morning!”
“…What is it, Carl Kansi? You haven’t seen him in a while?”
“All vagrants are like that. This time, I’m guiding this friend.”

The guard looked at me, following the hand and gaze of Carl Kansi, who continued the conversation naturally without fail. Thanks to the helmet he had worn on the battlefield, his face was never known, so he nodded his head while receiving the gaze as naturally as possible.

“Just looking at the atmosphere, it seems like you’ve already passed the level of needing a guide, right?”
“Don’t be surprised. This is Gilchi.”
“…You’re kidding, right?”
“I’m half serious. I was surprised too.”

While blocking the eyes and ears of one guard with a lie that I don’t know when Carl Kansi came up with it, the other guard next to him casually stretched out his hand to check my ID card. And at that insignificant action, my tension level began to drop rapidly.

“Are you an Auror user?”

I was only looking at my ID card with an attitude that made it clear that I didn’t feel any magic or divine power from me.

“No. I can only use simple magic.”
“But you have the guts to go on an adventure.”

A smile naturally forms on my lips when I am sure that I will be able to eat properly. I don’t know what it looked like, but it certainly wasn’t negative. Just like other teams passed the checkpoint in front, only a very normal reaction came back.

“Nothing wrong. I’m saying this just in case, but it’s better not to get caught up in useless disputes in the city.”
“I won’t bother the guards.”
“Ah…well, that’s good, but there are a lot of people who kill ordinary humans with one punch, so don’t be afraid.”

After hearing the words to take care of yourself, there was no doubt. As if there was nothing more to see, I gained confidence at the end of the inspection, which was organized in an instant, and I urged Carl Kansi to prepare for the trip.

In the process, there was a brief trouble exchanging the huge amount of top gold coins, but as a result, by the time the sun went down, I was able to use the gate without any problems.

After going through a series of processes, he decided on a place to stay for the night and while waiting for the meal he ordered, he took out a map and spread his claws on the table, pointing to a specific location.

“This is where we are now.”

After checking the map and reconfirming the location of the city marked the end, I had no choice but to tilt my head and ask.

“Isn’t the scale messed up?

It’s too close to ride to the gate.

Strangely enough, there seems to be a lot of information… When I asked the question, wondering if it might have the same level of accuracy as literally just filling in the information, Carl Kansi shrugged and trampled on my hopes.

“It’s unfortunate for guests, but it’s a map with roughly the right proportions. It’s true that there are many gates, but they’re not all that far away.”

I wanted to know what this meant again… but after hearing the explanation that followed, I had no choice but to understand.

After all, the percentage of criminals escaping through the gate was a problem. The demonic spirit, which had a history of suffering from headaches due to criminals escaping the encirclement by overdoing ultra-long distance movement, concluded to limit the maximum movement distance instead of lowering the gate usage fee.

Even certain sections were only available through thorough identification checks. Carl Kansi explained that no matter how plausible my ID was, it would always be caught there.

“It’s a place where even spies from other countries avoid and watch. There’s no such thing as ordinary people like us.”
“…Right.”

Clearly, he recalled that something similar was written in his notebook, so he nodded his head obediently.

Carl Kansi’s trust and relief, which unraveled a few rumors, saying that some see it as a trick to extort more commission fees, were only a result of an illusion caused by not knowing my circumstances, but there was nothing bad for me, so I decided to leave it alone.

“If I get horses and food today and leave tomorrow… I have to run for about 3 days to come to a city where the checkpoint is safe. If I go through the gate again from there… I’m sure I can fall here.”
“I think it’s shorter than the one we moved this time?”
“Originally, I could go further, but it was blocked due to the conflict between the Demonic Church and the Demon King’s army. If I tried to move to the gate, I would end up in prison.”

Even though I haven’t memorized all of the notes yet, I can get a glimpse of how accurate Carl Kansi’s judgment is as the key things remain in my memory.

I reacted with sincerity to the specific story, to the point where I wondered if I was usually aware of the situation in such detail.

I couldn’t understand it at the time, but the next day I packed up the things Carl Kansi had prepared, got on my horse, and set out on a journey, and within half a day I could understand why this guy was laughing.

There are… many monsters.

It’s not just a lot, it’s a really dirty lot.

“Do people live in places like this?”

If it was Ethiel, it would be like having 20 or more goblins in a colony of 5 goblins.

“Hahaha. To be precise, people don’t live in places like this because they’re like this.”

Around Carl Kansi, who giggled and clenched his fists calmly, there were ten orcs dead with their heads broken.

And it was the same around me. There is only a difference between being cut and killed. It didn’t attack the orc colony, but it looked like it was just getting off the usual path that people often walk on.

While admiring Ethiel’s safety, I brought up the story, wondering if there would be more monsters than thieves.

“Because they worship strength, they do not consider the weak, and because they do not consider the weak, there are more cases where monsters flood or do whatever they do without bothering them. They protect their territory and grow to their heart’s content. Even orcs are rare in Isthel? Not here. According to my memory, if you move a little southwest of here, there’s a colony of ogres that prey on these orcs.”

Now I realize the real reason the security guard told me yesterday that I have a lot of guts. I thought it was crazy to hear that the Humans were adventuring without any aura.

“But if it’s a guest skill, there’s no problem, right?”
“That’s true… but you chose this because it’s the most time-saving way, right?”
“of course.”

Looking at Carl Kansi’s answer, it was clear to me that the comfortable, troublesome, and paradoxical journey would continue, so I sighed involuntarily, but even that sigh did not last long.

Not because something fun happened, but because I had to fight without even having time to breathe.