That's something indescribable.
She was just talking, but she couldn't express a certain exact form or a similar existence in words. She could only describe her "feelings" in vain.
"You seem to have no way of explaining it properly."
Even if I wanted to understand, I could only say this helplessly in the end.
Binelle looked like she suddenly lost all her strength, leaned back on the chair and sighed.
"That's right, growing up, I couldn't share this kind of thing with others." Binelle said softly, "My parents believe in me, which is a little comfort."
Your parents are very generous.
According to what I know about the cultural level of ordinary people in another world, their subconscious reaction in Binelle's situation should be to send her to the local church.
Biniel's special talent, even if it is not used in combat, is completely sufficient as a "brave".
Assistance is also useful.
"Hmm... It's probably a wonderful world. It would be nice if I could take a look."
Binelle shook her head and said: "That is not a pretty scene. Even if I am like this now, I have to maintain a lot of restraint to keep myself from losing my composure."
What you say only makes me more curious.
"Okay, I understand."
Standing up, I did not continue to ask.
After all, I am just an ordinary innkeeper. Although I may be labeled as a hermit now, Binelle and I have only known each other for a few days. Asking these questions now is already beyond the bounds to a certain extent.
"I'm going to settle accounts. If you want to talk to me about something, I'm free at any time. If you plan to go out to relax, you can, but if you go too far, it will be difficult for me to ensure your safety." He informed Binelle as above. After the incident, I returned to my room and took out the accounting notebook from the bedside table.
In fact, there is nothing to keep track of.
The expenditures and incomes of the past few days are all monotonous, and I can write them down without using paper money. But for the sake of convenience in the future, it’s better to develop this habit now.
In addition, I ran to the room alone to confirm another thing. ,
"That guy who was hiding during the day..."
It can be said that it is well hidden. If it weren't for a sudden touch at a certain moment, I probably wouldn't have discovered it.
And that touch——
I suspect that my talent was working without me realizing it.
I was originally unable to detect the hidden person, but I triggered the [Small Miracle], and at a certain moment I detected the aura of a person hundreds of miles away.
Then the aura suddenly disappeared.
Is this a miracle?
I turned to my pen unconsciously, thinking about all this.
Going to identify my talent was a very difficult thing to do.
Because miracles appear so tiny, it is almost impossible to understand a certain phenomenon as a miracle. Even my first understanding was only after I failed to challenge the Warcraft overlord of a certain area without overestimating my abilities. [Miracles] 】This kind of thing.
For example, the mysterious power inside the Demon King's Castle protects my heart and prevents me from dying. This is the maximum expression of my talent.
More often than not, I feel relieved and then meet the person who saves me.
Rather than calling it a miracle, it is better to say that it is pushing the boat along with the current, and when it is about to reach the shore and fails, motivation appears out of thin air to fill the last point.
To use an inappropriate metaphor, it was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Of course, it's just the other way around here.
There won’t be obvious instructions like in the game, nor will there be powerful special effects, and it won’t be like the protagonist of the novel who “had a sudden inspiration”. It just happened unconsciously, as if it was a matter of course... ·
Thinking about it this way, have there been times in the past when I missed something?
have no idea.
When I came back to my senses, I had marked a bunch of messy words "Earth" on the notebook I originally kept. Among them, "confirm the occurrence of miracles" was marked with a big question mark.
Are my talents controllable?
An even more terrifying question emerged in my mind unconsciously.
if you can--
I quickly shook my head and threw this unrealistic idea out of my mind.
Now it seems that the randomness is too strong.
[Small Miracle] It is impossible to even confirm whether it is effective or not. It is incredible to talk about control.
And I always have a strange guess...
[Small Miracle] The main reason why it protected my heart and prevented me from killing the devil was because "it" knew that I would not die in the end and would be saved by the devil.
I rejected this absurd idea as soon as it appeared.
"Anyway, at least I can understand something."
The neighborhood is unsafe.
Of course it's not safe in the usual sense.
Although there is a high probability that I have been targeted, but considering that there is a hellhound sleeping upstairs, I can think that even if a dragon comes, it will have to be held by me...
I casually tore off the messy page I drew on the account book, lit it with magic and burned it completely - I didn't want others to see it, even if they couldn't understand it, it wouldn't stop people from doubting my identity. .
After all, there is something wrong with a person who can write a language that is not any other language in the world, right?
At this time, the sound of going upstairs also sounded loudly.
Because most of this hotel is made of wood, the sound will become loud if you are not careful.
But this also told me a signal-Binelle did not go out for a walk, but returned to her room.
That's fine.
In fact, I specifically told her to go for a walk just to dispel her concerns. In this way, it would be easier to deal with anything if we are close to each other.
"Now, it's almost time to settle the score."
Of course, this settlement of accounts does not have any secondary meaning, it is the original meaning.
It is probably better to get through the crisis that is already known for sure, rather than the seemingly elusive figure during the day.
The so-called current crisis is of course the money that needs to be handed over!
Now I seem to have some kind of illusion: I am a tenant who is worried about paying rent, and the devil is the landlord...
There have been more and more weird fantasies like this recently.
The first income came from a family gift from a brave man after he died.
Twenty-three and a half silver coins, thirty-four copper coins.
The second income is from Kyle Russ. This income is unknown because she is still spending it.
But the big bag of insurance she gave me was worth several thousand gold coins.
The third income came from a family gift after a witcher died.
Ten gold coins, five silver coins.
The third income was from Binelle, which was a huge amount of money. It was also because of this that I became suspicious of her true identity.
Too rich.
Even as an official, these amounts of money are not easily available.
