My Fiancee Was the Villainess of This World

109 – Circulation (4)

This world is a world between barbarism and romance.

Thanks to the good experience I had in Logger Village, I put it on like that, but it is a dangerous world where you never know when, where, or what kind of disaster you may encounter.

That’s why I had no choice but to act more cautiously than usual.

For example, when you go to a jeweler and exchange imperial gold coins, it was basic to change their appearance differently.

After that, we prepared new cloaks and boots, and new hoods to wrap around our heads.

After doing this much, I finally felt a little relieved.

But that relief did not last more than a day.

“Max….”

“Don’t stare.”

After leaving the inn, I was walking along the road to investigate the continent we were on.

As people were buzzing and heading somewhere, I decided there was something and joined the group.

What we saw as we followed the people was the image of a criminal being beheaded on the execution platform.

Oh my god.

Isn’t this a barbaric scene that would surprise even Maximilian of the past, who was reprimanded that he would become a cancer or tyrant in the future?

Are the humans living in this world monsters disguised as humans?

It was a sight that gave me goosebumps all over my body, to the point where I even thought about it.

Is this a world of barbarism and romance?

It’s an uncivilized world….

The Empire gives even sinners a chance, and they do not disgrace corpses in public places like this because they think the Sun God will be angry.

Usually it is dealt with quietly underground, in secret, so that the Sun God cannot watch.

That is why this scene could not help but feel so foreign.

I gently pulled Priscilla’s hand.

Because it is winter, the rate of decomposition is slow, but a variety of diseases can occur in corpses.

If you get sick here, where there is no sanitation department, it can be fatal.

It was because of that judgment.

‘I guess I should at least look for a cleaning agent.’

Cathedrals are important, but hygiene is also essential.

Based on that judgment, we had no choice but to visit the merchant once again.

And while looking around at the items there with a more serious expression, I ended up finding a sense of incongruity that I had not noticed before.

“Max. “Were there any magic tools there?”

“No. “Wasn’t there one there too?”

“Yes. No.”

The first village we arrived at was a small village with a population of about 100 people.

So, I thought that it could be the case that there were no magic tools.

However, this is a city of some size, with walls built of stone.

Still, you can’t find a single proper magic tool in the store?

I gently grabbed Priscilla’s hand and used the signal from her Imperial forces to inform her.

[I refrain from using the words magic tools or magic.]

[Is this a world without magic tools and magic?]

[Fairy’s prank.]

“Hmm.”

As we held each other’s hands and hesitated without choosing an item, the merchant responded that he was blatantly annoyed.

So, we bought a large backpack, sleeping bag, and travel food and headed out to the store.

“Maybe it will only be sold in bookstores or towers.”

Wasn’t there a time in the Empire when magic tools were monopolized only by nobles?

It may be a similar situation here.

Based on that judgment, we looked for a bookstore and a building that looked like a magic tower.

However, as was obvious, the buildings that looked like bookstores and magic towers were nowhere to be found.

We decided to put down our bags and return to our lodgings to discuss this world again.

“The reason there are no bookstores is because papermaking technology hasn’t developed, right?”

“It might be because there are so many illiterate people.”

In the village where we stayed, only the village chief knew how to read.

In a village of 100 people, only one person knows how to read.

In that case, there is a high possibility that the book will not be sold to the common people.

It would be a method where certain merchants directly supply only nobles.

The lack of development in papermaking technology may also be a big factor.

“It may be true that there is no bookstore, but there is no way that there is no magic tower….”

Now, in the Empire, the term ‘magic tower’ has a stronger meaning of a workshop that focuses on how to make more efficient magic tools.

If you compare it to your past life, Magic Top is similar to an R&D center that manufactures and sells electronic products.

Can any modern person on Earth even imagine life without electronics?

The emotions we feel now can be seen as similar.

The County of Arvest, which I called a remote area, was not like this.

Is there even a floor? .

As I was blankly thinking that, Priscilla looked at me with her eyes slightly raised.

“What is it?”

“You are comparing it to the Count Arvest family, right?”

Have you now learned the method of interest rather than magic?

Indeed, he was considered to be a technician recognized by the imperial family.

‘I feel a little more at ease.’

This is a world that is more underdeveloped than the empire in many ways.

What this means is that even if something unpleasant happens to us, escape is possible.

I was so nervous because I didn’t know when and what kind of situation I would get caught up in, but it was inevitable that I would feel a little more relaxed.

“Let’s go straight to the cathedral.”

“Yes, Max.”

We filled our stomachs with the indescribable food prepared by the inn owner and went straight out to the streets.

***

“Is this a cathedral?” .”

The most suspicious place in this world was, of course, the cathedral where those who wield divine power gathered.

So, I briefly asked the chief of Logger Village about the cathedral in advance and left the village.

The size of the cathedral and the object of their faith.

I asked a lot of questions.

In the Empire, everyone went to the cathedral when they suffered a trauma, so most people knew basic information about the cathedral.

So, I thought the village chief, who seemed to be in his 60s, would know something.

However, the village chief did not know much about the cathedral.

A place where those who believe in and follow God gather.

A place where you can sometimes go to get answers when your mind is stuck, or relieve yourself of the guilt of your own mistakes.

That was exactly the perception.

It did not mention the existence of ‘divine power,’ which is the first thing that comes to mind when thinking of a cathedral.

For those of us who thought this was the continent where the founder was born, the lack of magic tools came as a huge shock.

But if you go there in person, you won’t know.

I came here thinking that….

Priscilla began tapping the back of my hand with her fingers.

[I don’t feel any divine power.]

The absence of divine power was announced through a signal from the imperial army.

After all, it wasn’t just my mistake….

Kkiik.

When I opened the door of the cathedral and entered, I felt the warm scent of wooden furniture.

I felt something strange.

Ordinarily, it is a cathedral, but it is difficult to feel affection in such small details due to the holiness or intimidation that weighs on one’s shoulders.

When we visited the cathedral, a man wearing a black bridal gown approached us from inside.

“We welcome your visit, brothers and sisters. May God’s grace be with you.”

The priest said this and made the sign of the cross toward us.

We exchanged glances with each other and awkwardly imitated the movements as if we had promised in advance.

As if it was my first time doing it.

As we awkwardly traced the sign of the cross, soft lines were often briefly drawn around the corners of the bride’s mouth.

People who seemed to have no connection with the cathedral came and awkwardly imitated the movements, which gave me the feeling that it was special.

The people living on this continent really seemed to live lives that had little to do with the cathedral.

“What brings you to this place?”

“Can you please listen to our story for a moment…? .”

I relaxed my shoulders as much as possible and continued speaking as if I was tired.

There were times when I had trouble sleeping for fear of getting caught in a night raid, so the way he drooped his shoulders as if he was tired made me feel lively.

The priest probably thought the same thing as he took us inside with a slightly sad look on his face.

We were taken to a room commonly used for confession.

However, the culture here was a little different. Instead of having partitions, it was a space where people talked with their backs turned to each other.

As I was hesitant about the somewhat unfamiliar culture, the priest naturally told me a story related to it.

“Brothers and sisters, do you know the story behind this world?”

“… “I was so busy making a living that I didn’t have time to find out.”

“Then would you please listen to my story first?”

“Yes, Father.”

“At one time, this world was too difficult for humans to live in.”

“Was it harder than it is now?”

“It was a time when there were many monsters that could tear down castle walls, which are truly rare.”

Priscilla and I made eye contact and nodded slightly.

This was the story of this world that we had been searching for so long.

“A city is born and then falls, a country is founded and then falls… I lived without being able to escape that bondage. It is said that some people lived in underground tunnels.”

Underground tunnel….

“Then a cloud of light came down from the sky. “It was a night where the stars in the night sky were falling like rain.”

A night with a meteor shower.

It is said that from that day on, something strange began to happen.

“Strangely, the number of monsters coming from the east began to increase.”

‘East… ?’

This is a world where creatures so threatening that they are called monsters roam around.

Is it such a world that the scope of human life is extremely narrow? ?

“So what happened?”

I could not control my curiosity and urged the priest to tell the story.

Then the priest smiled slightly and pointed to the sky.

“Where there is darkness, let there be light. “Those chosen to drive out that darkness began to appear.”

In order to drive out the darkness that had begun to creep in from the east, people wrapped in sacred energy began to appear.

They protected humanity with their sacred power, and the people here seem to regard them as messengers sent by God.

[You mean the mana of the sun, right?]

[It seems so.]

A person other than His Majesty Arun is a being who possesses the mana of the sun.

Hearing that this was not the only case, my heart began to pound loudly.

“Is it possible that the descendants of those beings with that god’s power were also born with that kind of power?”

“I have never heard of such a story. “It’s a story that shouldn’t happen.”

The priest firmly drew a line.

“If there is too much of anything, it will overflow. If the rain that wets the earth overflows, it becomes a flood, and if the gracious sun overflows, it becomes a wasteland. If a power appears to destroy evil, it is the law of the world that it disappears as soon as its mission is completed. Otherwise, wouldn’t that power create new conflicts?”

It felt like the priest’s words were strangely piercing in his heart.