Evil God Average / Evil God Average Jashin Average – 4

After experiencing that heartrending event of being run away from by both bandits and their victim, I stood stock still for a while, but I pulled byself together and decided to have a look at what was inside the bag that was flung at me earlier.

I don’t know what the currency in this world is worth, but there are quite a lot inside, and I think it might be a fair amount.
…The pain was proportional though.

When I counted the contents more carefully, I found that there were 5 gold coins, 48 silver coins, and 114 copper coins.

I’m not sure, but it’s probably that the carriage owner from before was just about to beg the bandits for his life with this money.

Thinking about it again, I’m really getting a little irritated.
Though it wasn’t intention, I was his saviour, but he threw something at me and ran away, so my anger is justified.

And so, I’ve decided to keep this money as reparations.

Having tidied this matter up in my mind, I put a few silver and copper coins into the pocket of my robe, and toss the rest into my item box leather bag and all.

Now then, what am I going to do from now on.

It’s still better if they just get scared and run; if things go badly, I might even get attacked.

I don’t have any survival skills, and even if I did, it’s dubious as to whether they would work in this other world.

Can’t I control these annoying skills somehow…?

Wait, hang on?

In other words, can’t we say that the fear is limited to the effect of the mystic eyes, and the aura alone doesn’t have that much of an effect?

If the Evil God Aura doesn’t seem like it’ll be that much of a problem, and only the Mystic Eyes of Wicked Authority are an issue, then there are still ways I can cope.

Fortunately the robe has a hood, so if I pull it down enough that it hides my eyes, I’ll just be a person with a slightly eerie atmosphere… at least I hope that’s how it is.

I can’t deny that there’s a lot of wishful thinking mixed up into there, but given that I don’t have any other choices, I’ve decided to follow my original plan and look for a town.
First of all is the problem of which way I should head for now, but────

“…Let’s go this way.”

I’ve decided to go not in the direction that the carriage escaped in earlier, but to go the opposite way.

The probability is an even 50:50.
In that case, considering just in case that I meet with that carriage owner again, it seems like it would be nothing but trouble, so let’s go in the opposite direction.

And like that, I once again began to walk.

I don’t have a watch so I can’t tell the time accurately, but I think after walking for about two hours, the forest ended and I reached a wide grass plain.

The highway stretched out through the plain, and in the far distance I could see a town.

It’s just what I can see, but it seems that I’ll need to walk for another hour to get there.
After looking about the plain and confirming that there weren’t any dangerous looking animals, I headed to the town.

When I got close to the town, I could see that at the end of the highway was a small building set as the entrance, and in front of it stood a few people and their carriages.

Since I know nothing about this world’s common sense, I don’t even know the procedures of how to get into town after all.

As for those walking on foot, some of them showed a card just like the merchants, and some of them paid money and received a wooden card.

But though there seem to be those that don’t have them, in that case it seems that they pay a silver coin before being let through.

While squeezing a silver coin I had in my robe pocket, I waited for my turn to come.

“Next… Just one person?”

“Yes.”

It was my turn now so I walked before the guard.

Thankfully, because the hood was pulled down enough to cover my eyes, it seems that they didn’t get scared.

“A woman huh. Do you have ID?”

“I don’t.”

“Then pay a deposit, and we’ll issue you a temporary ID. The deposit is 1 silver coin.”

Not a toll, but a deposit huh?

I took out a silver coin from my robe pocket, and handed it over.

“We have certainly received it. When you leave the city, return the temporary ID and we’ll return the deposit. Even if you get an official ID when you’re in time, don’t throw away your temporary one.”

“Got it… How would I go about getting an official ID?”

“Did you just come from a country village or something? The fastest way should be to register at the Adventurers Guild and get an Adventurers Card. There’s also the church, and the Merchants Guild, but the former is no good unless you’re a resident or a believer. As for the latter, only merchants can enter so it probably doesn’t have anything to do you with, miss.”

Well, no matter how you look at it, I doubt I look like a merchant.

The Adventurers Guild, the church, and the Merchants Guild; for now I know that the town has at least these establishments.

“Well then, this is your temporary ID. Make sure not to lose it.”

“Yes.”

Putting the wooden card away in my robe pocket, I went through the gate.

The town was mostly round in shape, and the road stretched from the gate I entered, through to the central plaza, then all the way to the gate at the opposite side.

The northern side doesn’t have a gate, but the estate of this town’s────which seems to be named Riemel────governing lord.

There are stalls and shops lined up along the main roads, and most residences are a little further in from the main roads than the shops are.

While walking I had a peek at the stalls and shops, and checked the value of the currency.

On the other hand, the prices in the stores are displayed on wooden tags.

Two of this fruit that’s about the size of my fist is one copper coin.

The dress-type clothing that’s worn by the people walking around in town is 15 copper coins.

Wooden shields are 50 copper, while bronze shields are about 1 silver, marked down to 90 copper.

It seems that 100 copper coins has the same value as 1 silver coin.

The things at the front of the shops are probably cheap goods, and the more expensive goods that would use a gold coin are probably further in the store.
Just looking at the foods sold, 1 copper coin seems to be worth about 100 Yen, but because the prices are varied, it would probably be better just to avoid thinking about how to simply convert it.

Concluding my price investigation, I entered a clothing shop to buy the things that I needed to buy before anything else.

High waisted panties were 6 coppers each.

Low-heeled boots were 9 coppers a pair.

I bought three of each underwear type, and a pair of boots, so in total it was 57 coppers altogether, and when I paid with a silver coin, I got 43 coppers in return.

In order to defend my honour I should say this to let you know, but what I couldn’t find wasn’t just my size, but bras altogether.

Since I couldn’t put on the underwear in a place like this, I patiently bore with this breezy sensation for a while longer, and put on only the boots.
Between “not wearing them” and “getting found out that I wasn’t wearing them”, which is better I wonder… It’s a hard question, but I’ll go with not being found out.

By the time I left the clothing store, the sun had set a lot, and the beautiful evening sun lit up the town.

It seems that this is a town that has an early night.

The only places that do business at night are probably only taverns and slightly indecent shops.

Having decided that, I began walking down the main road as I searched for an inn.

While I was relying on the pictures on the signboards to search, I found a few inns.

Amongst those I… didn’t choose one, and instead decided to try and find an inn without a tavern.
It’s just that taverns and the like just kind of smell of trouble, after all.

“Oh, a guest? Welcome, this is an inn.”

An obasan around 40 years old spoke to me after I opened the dor.
Speaking of which, I haven’t really noticed it up until now, but for some reason it seems that we can understand each other.

“How much is one night?”

“One night is 1 silver, breakfast is 5 coppers, dinner is 10 coppers, and a tub of hot water is 5 coppers.”

Hot water?

I wonder if getting in the water isn’t mainstream.

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