Chapter 3 Act I-2

Lawrence woke up when Arold came to check on the firewood, and Arold was naturally silent, but for his kindness in coming to add fuel and revive the almost extinguished fire, Lawrence Still expressed his gratitude. The sun was already setting when I opened my eyes for the second time, and even though I was annoyed by the fact that I overslept, the time that had passed still couldn't come back.I'm afraid the wayward Herro has already woken up, and is hungry and angry because he can't leave the room without clothes. Lawrence sighed helplessly again, then got up to confirm that the clothes had indeed been dried, and then immediately returned to the third floor.

Herro's mood was as dark as the expression on her face, and she didn't say a word when she saw Lawrence coming in. As a result, Lawrence had no choice but to go to the street and ask a certain restaurant to make a rather luxurious, even extravagant stew. The next day, when I woke up, I found that the sky had finally cleared up, and the soft sunlight came in through the gaps in the wooden windows.Thanks to the warmth brought by the sun, even without the blessing of the stove, people will not feel the severe cold of winter, but maybe it is because this body is used to the harsh camping that it is constantly cold.

No matter what the reason was, now Lawrence could somewhat understand Herro's reason for choosing a brighter room. Sure enough, early to bed and early to rise is good for your health. Surprisingly, Herro was still asleep, with her head exposed outside the blanket.In the past, she used to sleep curled up like a beast, but seeing this sleeping posture like an ordinary girl, a sense of freshness can't help but arise spontaneously. Thinking that most of Herro's sleepovers in the past were due to hangovers, this made Lawrence a little worried, but it should not be because of hangovers that he didn't drink last night.

He simply overslept and lay there quietly with a defenseless expression on his face. "Next." Although I still want to continue to look at Hero's sleeping face like this, but if the evil wolf finds out, I don't know what kind of bad luck I will face. That being the case, it is necessary to dress up for going out, and the beard should be trimmed first. Long beards are just right for the cold weather in the north, but if they are too long and let them stretch freely, their appearance will definitely be affected.After borrowing hot water from Alod, he took out a short knife from the luggage. Naturally, this little commotion couldn't escape the ears of the good-hearing wolf, and Herro finally woke up.

After a cold sigh, Lawrence noticed the eyes watching his back. "I'm going out to see if there are any good furs." After putting the knife back into its sheath, Lawrence looked back at his partner lying on the bed and said.After Herro yawned, he didn't say anything, but narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be in a good mood, so Lawrence continued. "Try to find a way to increase profits." Herro covered his mouth with a blanket and replied. "Don't confuse gorgeous appearance with value." Perhaps because he had just woken up, Herro looked at Lawrence with sleepy eyes and looked very gentle.

Even though Herro felt somewhat half-truthful when he said this, Lawrence was still secretly happy. Unknowingly shrugging his shoulders out of shyness, Herro continued. "Don't get to the point where no one will buy it." An evil glint crossed Herro's eyes as he turned from his prone position to his back. "Has anyone bought it so far?" He really is a virtuous wolf who has nothing but the ability to read people's hearts. Lawrence waved the knife in his hand to signal surrender. After Herro laughed happily, he got into the blanket once in order to go back to sleep.

"やれやれ" (Translator: I really don’t know how to translate this, but there is no need to translate it.) Lawrence couldn't laugh or cry when he was still easily played by Herro on the applause. So Lawrence walked out of the room with a wry smile and walked towards the stairs. After feeling the breath of others, Lawrence immediately put on a business smile. "Good morning." He threw the most standard smile to the passengers who shared the same room at the bottom of the stairs and made a routine greeting in the morning. Unexpectedly, the other party was the traveler in heavy equipment who had met his eyes last night when he was drying clothes at the stove.

Although the head is still covered with a heavy hood, the cloth covering the body is much less, and slippers are also worn on the feet.Judging by the steaming paper bag in his hand, he probably ate baked pies in the morning. "... Ahh." Only the passenger whose blue eyes were projected from the gaps in the fabric greeted him in a completely different way from Lawrence. It was a hoarse traveler's voice, well suited to dry earth and weathered rock. Although it is still very cold, it can feel kindness from it. But in this way, when passing by, the clothes will inevitably smell the aroma of mince pies. If Herro smells this smell, he will definitely wag his tail and say that he wants to eat it. Lawrence can't help feeling sorry for his purse.

"So, what should I do next?" With the crumbs of the pie still on his lips, Herro pulled out another piece of pie to start the conversation. "First of all, we still need to collect myths about you, right?" "Hmm. About our mythology and Yoits' location..." A whole piece of pie was eaten up in just three bites, which is really a good description for swallowing dates. "Just like in Kemelsund, go to the chronicler first." "I'll leave this to you. After all, you know the method better... What's wrong?" Herro looked puzzled at Lawrence who was waving his hand slightly and still had a subtle smile on his face.

"Since I know the method of this aspect better, how about you know the method of that aspect?" Herro was stunned when he heard Lawrence's unexpected speech. "There is such a saying. Those who work with their minds control others, and those who work with their bodies control others." "Well, I see. But we do know why you work so hard." "People used to say that all the time." After speaking, Lawrence took a big bite of the pie, and Herro sat cross-legged on the bed and reorganized his words. "If we were your employer, what kind of reward would you want?"

"Reward?" "Well, for example..." The words full of temptation are like paint dissolved in water floating in the air with laughter. "Is there anything you want?" Anyone who heard such a speech in the ambiguous atmosphere created by the dim light would be shocked, but Lawrence, who still had meat crumbs hanging from his mouth, was unmoved by it. Herro finally finished all the pies, and then Lawrence said to Herro, whose fingers were still on his mouth. "Nothing in particular." "yes?" Herro seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his desires, and he licked off all the crumbs of meat sticking to his mouth. At this time, Lawrence added again. "If the relationship can get better, it will be enough." Slightly surprised, Herrod paused for a moment, but quickly recovered and flicked away the last bits of flesh remaining on his lips with his fingertips. "Do you regard us as children who can be satisfied by holding hands?" "If it's a child, you don't have to fight like this all day long." Grab the bottle at hand and drink the cold water in one gulp. "Well, first of all, let's ask the owner of the hotel. Although it is a bit dilapidated, he is still the owner of the hotel." Lawrence stood up and put on his coat to complete the preparations.Herro is still in the same outfit as when he first woke up. "Will you come with me?" "Maybe my hand will be beaten again." With a bit of resentment in his half-joking tone, Hero quickly put on the boots, belt, turban, and cloak one by one without messing up. His agility made the audience feel like magic. Turned around and said. "If we are beaten in front of you, maybe the magic you have attached to us will disappear." Will it become like this? Lawrence decided to follow suit. "Ha, what the hell am I doing here? By the way, this is Reynolds, the city of fur and wood. After buying fur here, we must hurry to the next town." Unexpectedly, during the trip, the performances of the traveling theater troupe, who had seen many touring performances, would come in handy at this moment. After Lawrence finished speaking in an exaggerated gesture, Herro seemed to have seen a very wonderful comedy, and laughed out loud with his stomach in his arms. After a burst of laughter, Herro walked slowly to Lawrence who was holding the doorknob. "You are a traveling businessman? We can tell the quality of fur at a glance." Lawrence pushed Herro's hand away, and answered while opening the door. "Well, it is indeed very discerning eyes. But what about people's good and evil?" In the hotel, filled with the stillness of the morning air, only the creaking of the stairs echoed. After Herro walked to the second floor, he turned his head and stared at Lawrence and said. "We might be possessed by some bad magic." Lawrence couldn't help laughing.The meaning couldn't be more obvious. "Since that's the case, in order to wake you up, you can't beat yourself up." "I've already been beaten once." "So you want to say you've come to your senses?" Lawrence had no idea that he had stepped into the trap set by Herro at this time. This time Herro always found an excuse to feast on the open-air shop. Here, he can only yy and can't move. Lawrence's mind is full of thoughts like "Life is endless, yy is not over." By. Then, just as Lawrence was about to continue down the stairs, someone grabbed his hand and turned him around. Herro, who literally took his hand, did not come downstairs. Herro, who was finally able to look down on Lawrence, smiled. "And then? Isn't it necessary to dispel the magic to wake us up?" What an act of demons without exaggeration. It seems that Lawrence will not be satisfied if he is not here to make Lawrence speechless to Herro. Occasionally, though, Lawrence wants to get a head start. So, he bent down and raised Hero's little hand in his hand to his chest. Throughout the ages, there is only one possibility for the next move of a man in this posture. Gently raising that hand a little more, Lawrence kissed the back of Hero's fair hand. (Translator: Applause! Flowers!) "my pleasure." Of course, the lines should also cater to this atmosphere. For a moment, Herro even forgot to breathe, her entire cheeks were flushed from lack of oxygen, and the pair of eyes under the scarf were also rounded from surprise. "Okay, time to go." The self-mockery of what he did stupidly and the excitement of finally winning against Herro combined into a meaningful smile on Lawrence's lips. As if Herro had turned into a string puppet, she let Lawrence take her by the hand and walked slowly down the stairs. The drooping bangs hid the expression on his face, but he must be regretting it now. Lawrence finally began to feel a little shy, and secretly laughed at himself in his heart.Just as he was immersed in the aftertaste of victory, Herro suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell forward. Lawrence hurriedly took her into his arms. I don't know if he lost his mind because of remorse, but Lawrence couldn't hold back his laughter in the end. Hero, who was held in his arms at this moment, whispered in Lawrence's ear. "Too much effort, idiot." This is a slight anger that seems to be angry but not angry, and wants to reject and welcome. Logically, Lawrence's reaction should have been as blank as when they first met, or he would have hugged Herro tightly without thinking. However, the actual situation was unexpected, and Lawrence's expression could almost be described as a wry smile of remorse. When he was in Treo Village, Lawrence tried hard not to imagine the end of the sweet and happy trip with Hero, but he accidentally touched the taboo box lid.Of course, this lid cannot be opened only by the strength of one person, and can only be opened with the help of Herro. However, neither of them had the courage to look directly at everything in the box, so the lid was not opened. Even so, there are gains. Herro actually wanted to try not to look inside as much as possible. Of course, this does not mean that even if you hug each other tightly from the front and whisper in your ear, you can still sit still. Herro's hair was attached to Lawrence's cheek. Even though it had never been combed, it was still silky and smooth. Although it had never been smeared with sesame oil, it still exuded a faint fragrance.I tried to count the number of hairs one by one, but in the end I couldn't concentrate because of the thin hair, and finally gave up. Lawrence, who was troubled by such a boring thing, didn't notice that Herro had left his embrace and was looking up at him. "When are you trying to think wildly?" "Well, maybe if you don't do that then..." Harrow thought for a moment. Soon he understood another meaning in the words, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of regret. "Your brain is becoming more and more intelligent." "yes." As soon as the words fell, Herro sighed softly, then pushed Lawrence away and walked slowly down the stairs. Herro liked to see Lawrence at a loss, so he often used all kinds of tricks on Lawrence. However, when Lawrence was "most at a loss", he failed to come up with an idea, and ended up being old. Honestly staying in Lawrence's arms. It was a wonderful post-attack, Lawrence followed Herro down the stairs while enjoying himself, and at this moment, Herro who was walking in front suddenly turned around and said. "Your eloquence has indeed improved a lot. Has anyone taught you?" What surprised Lawrence was the joy, joy, and even the warm smile that seemed to be able to drive away all the cold under the hood. Originally, Herro should feel very unwilling, but Lawrence, not knowing why, looked at Herro warily. "No, it's just a sudden thought..." "Suddenly? Ho~, that makes me even happier." Herro's tail, tucked under his coat, swished like a puppy in a good mood. However, Lawrence looked at Herro, who was fiddling with his fingers for some reason, and felt that there seemed to be something wrong here. "Hee hee. So we didn't do anything, huh?" Hero leaned over coquettishly, and repeated it in a low voice. Didn't do anything, huh? After modifying the statement, Lawrence finally noticed a subtle part. Then, the moment he understood the meaning hidden in the words, Lawrence froze on the spot. "Hmph, what's wrong?" Herro's mood was like a clear stream formed by melting snow in early spring, but there was also a bit of swamp-like stickiness mixed into it. Lawrence dared not look Herro in the face. Herro started thinking wildly without doing anything. What the hell have I done, Lawrence shouted hoarsely in his heart. Isn't it like declaring loudly that you want Herro! "Oh? Your blood looks pretty good." Lawrence couldn't stop the blood rushing to his face at all. Lawrence was very annoyed that he thought he could defeat the cunning wolf so easily, completely ignoring the possible traps in his words, and covered his eyes with his hands. It's a pity that Herro will naturally not let go of such a good opportunity to take advantage of the victory. "Really, I don't feel shy when I say coquettish things like a child." Clap clack, the sound of tail wagging became louder. Wanting to seize the upper hand in the fight against the virtuous wolf is nothing short of wishful thinking. "Hehe, you are really cute." From between the fingers covering his eyes, Lawrence saw Hero's unbearable, wicked smile that made one even want to rush to pinch her face. (Translator: very bad expression - -) Alod seemed to be very busy at the stables, but fortunately he didn't hear the story of being played by Herro like a fool among the applause. Perhaps Herro knew this before playing with Lawrence. "A chronicler?" "Well, or someone who knows the old legends of this town." After tapping the thin iron sheet to combine them together, Alod poured warmed wine into his usual cup, then sat down on the chair, his left eyebrow seemed to see some very cherished creature hanging up.This expression made it clear that he doubted how there would be guests asking such questions in the world. Even so, as if it is a matter of course for other hotels to ask the identity of the guests, Aloyd doesn't care about all this, so even if he hears such a question, he doesn't pursue it, and gently strokes his beard to answer road. "There is a man named Riglo who seems to be in charge of this work...but unfortunately, the fifty-member meeting is in progress, so I'm afraid we won't be able to see him." "A meeting of fifty people?" Aloy didn't answer Lawrence's question right away, but poured warmed wine into it with a clay bowl, and persuaded Lawrence and Hero to drink. As the name suggests, the meeting of fifty people is a meeting attended by a total of fifty representatives of artisans, merchants and nobles in the town.They represent their respective organizations or families and engage in debates at meetings for their own interests.Most of the discussions at the meeting were important proposals that could affect the fate of the town, and the participants naturally had great responsibilities. It used to take a lot of political maneuvering to get a participating seat, but due to a pandemic a few years ago, it is said that there are still some vacancies. "Didn't you see it at the entrance of the town...?" "I see. There are quite a few people dressed as businessmen gathered there. Since this has something to do with the meeting of fifty people, does it really mean that something is wrong in the town?" Herro picked up the bowl unceremoniously and started to drink, but stopped immediately after taking a sip. Probably the hair on the tail has swelled up.People who are not familiar with it will not be able to taste the taste of this wine. "Fur... ok." "Fur?" Hearing the word fur, the hairs on Lawrence's back stood on end.But it wasn't because he cared about Hero, it was actually the complete opposite. Because of this long-lost word, Lawrence's body was reminded of the very familiar smell of money. Lawrence cheered up and hurriedly asked, but Alod turned a deaf ear and went on talking on his own. "He was the secretary of the meeting." Alod seemed to no longer want to continue the conversation about the content of the meeting, but he was not such a kind person. "By the way, people who know ancient legends can do it too, right?" "Hey, um, that's fine too. Do you know anyone?" A feeling of inner urgency is not something that can be shown. Lawrence never dared to forget his vigilance again, and Alod's blue eyes, which had been buried in wrinkles all along his face, completely ignored Lawrence and looked into the distance. "Poruta the Tanner's grandmother was a well-read and memorized person... but died of the plague four years ago." "Is there anyone else alive?" "Others? Let me think about it... the uncle of the Longton Chamber of Commerce... no, he was also in the summer of the previous year...how should I put it..." Alod slammed the cup, which was moving towards his mouth, onto the table with a clang. Herro seemed to be brought back to reality by the voice, and turned to Alod. "The ancient knowledge of the town, is there any book that records something like this..." Alod finished speaking with some uncertainty, and stroked his mandibles in a different posture. Lawrence could feel Herro trembling slightly under the cloak at hearing these words. There is no one who directly understands his own affairs.For Herro itself is that forgotten knowledge. Unknowingly, Lawrence had forgotten about being severely teased just now, and silently leaned against Herro, gently stroking her back. "Since that's the case, don't you want to see those records of Riglow?" "It's true... Time can weather stone buildings, let alone human memories. It's a terrifying reality..." Alod turned his head to the side, closed his eyes and stopped talking. Although the first meeting gave people the feeling of a hermit, but now Alod is more and more like it. Lawrence also thought that maybe it was because he was old enough to hear death approaching. Even if they continued to talk, they would probably be rejected. Lawrence drank his share of warm wine and urged Herro to leave together. Unlike yesterday, there were a lot more people on the street, and the rising sun pierced through the slit of his left hand into his eyes, making Lawrence feel dizzy for a while. Standing on the water-soaked slate floor, Hero looked at her. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I always feel that Herro seems very depressed. "Would you like to eat something?" Although even I think this is the worst speech, but no matter what exceeds a certain limit, it will backfire. The breeze slightly lifted Herro's turban, and she looked at Lawrence with a slightly surprised expression. "It's better to increase the vocabulary a little bit." After speaking, he took Lawrence's hand. Lawrence thought that Herro was going to do something in public again, but it seemed that it was just his own wild imagination. At the same time, the door behind Lawrence and Herro was also opened. "..." Appearing at the door was a fellow traveler whom he had seen before. He is really a role model of a hard-working traveling merchant, but the traveling merchant stopped walking obviously because of surprise when he saw Lawrence and Herro beside him. "... Excuse me." However, this was only for a moment, and he disappeared into the crowd immediately after greeting with his usual hoarse voice. Could it be that the ear or tail thing was exposed?Although he thought it was unlikely, Lawrence turned his gaze to Hero who was beside him and found that Hero also tilted his head. "I was shocked when I saw us." "Is the other party your kind?" "I don't feel that way... Maybe that girl flinched after seeing our beautiful eyes." "how is this possible." Lawrence was about to laugh at Herro, who was proudly puffing out his chest, when he suddenly let out an "ah". "Girls?" "Ok?" "A woman? Because of the long-term travel outfit and the hoarse voice, the possibility of the other party being a man is only considered, but Herro can't make mistakes in this kind of thing. Why did he become a businessman? Lawrence couldn't help looking at the direction in which the businesswoman was leaving, but immediately felt a huge pull from his hand. "Attention is completely focused on females other than us, what is going on?" "You don't need to say this kind of thing directly, expressing it with an attitude will make people feel cuter." Hearing this speech, Herro did not frown, but looked at Lawrence with contemptuous eyes. "Because you are so stupid, you can't find out if you don't say it directly." It became the same situation as before, where there was no way to raise objections. "Then, what do you say?" The loser in the verbal war is myself every time, but I still have to make a plan for today. "Will it be difficult to meet that man?" "Riglow, that's the name. It may be troublesome to meet the secretary of the meeting, but just think carefully about what will be discussed at the meeting..." Lawrence said while stroking his freshly groomed beard, suddenly Herro beside him took a step forward. "The expression of wanting to know what was discussed at the meeting but unable to think of a way." "yes?" Lawrence touched his face and asked back, but Herro's expression seemed to be a conspiracy. "Then just ignore it and wait until the meeting is over before taking any action?" Lawrence smiled happily. "Ah, as expected of Wise Wolf's power of observation. You thought I couldn't wait to find out what was going on in the town. Quite the opposite." "Take this opportunity to earn a good vote." Shrugging his shoulders, Herro tilted his head and smiled. "If you carry this kind of wooden sign, you will definitely encounter some interesting things." Lawrence took out the "Foreign Business Card" from his waist pocket. "However, you." "Ok?" "Remember to stop when enough is enough." After being abducted, being chased and intercepted in the sewer, and facing the crisis of bankruptcy, after going through all kinds of crises, Herro's reminder is by no means as simple as a wry smile. "I know." Although it's rare for the heart and mouth to agree once, but at this moment, the sage wolf who was very cute just now changed into a black-bellied expression. "Is that right?" Since you are a man, you can't just talk but don't practice, and you can't win Hero with your mouth, so there is only one way. Holding Hero's little hand, Lawrence tried hard to put on a business expression and tone. "Then, first of all, please allow me to show you around the city." He had already kissed the back of Hero's hand on the stairs, and if he did it again now, the effect would be greatly reduced, and the form might even be reversed directly. Also, the horses pulling the carriages up and down the street pass by while excreting excrement, and the atmosphere is really not very suitable. Still, Herro gave it a passing grade.After snorting with his nose, he came to Lawrence's side. "Well, that's not bad." "As ordered." Half a year ago, if I saw myself like this now, I would laugh so hard that I couldn't even straighten my waist. "Then, where do we start sightseeing? Although we have indeed been here before, the changes here have made us completely unrecognizable." "Let's go to the port first. I heard that ships have become the mainstream recently. Although it is not as good as the seaside port, it is still very exciting." "Oh, the boat." Holding Hero's hand and starting to move forward. When two people are together, it will be troublesome if they can't walk fast. Who said that? Following the pace of Herro beside him, Lawrence smiled and talked to himself in his heart.