The Transmigration Survival Guide Volume 1 Chapter 60
I finally managed to speak to Veirya at dinner. She looked at me while eating bread. She continued, âI donât mind if youâre going out, but if youâre going onto the mountain, you must prepare well. Lots of demons, here.â
âUhm, I notice, demons, every day when I go out.â
Perhaps Veirya had been there in the past. Otherwise, she mustâve gone out these two days to look for demons as she did in the past, not because she was bored. The demons fled helter-skelter after the Demon King died, so it would seem that they didnât respect him, but merely feared him. They all fled helter-skelter without any dignity after the Demon King died. This, therefore, became the hiding spot for many demons. The demons could capture cities and camps if they banded together, but these fallen demons were mere stragglers, so they werenât a real threat. They wouldnât attack human villages and towns unless they ran into the woods in the mountains on their own accord.
Although Veirya agreed to come with us to the woods together, I donât feel happy at all. Rather, Iâm a little depressed, since Veirya didnât care about it. I didnât invite Veirya to join us just to use her to protect Leah. My other reason was genuinely to let Veirya have some fun. Veirya hasnât mentioned or done anything since then, but I canât stop missing her blue eyes.
Somebody knocked on our door. I stood up and looked at Veirya. Veirya didnât move this time. She stayed seated in her chair and continued to enjoy her soup in peace. I, therefore, concluded that the person outside wasnât armed and was just an ordinary individual. I walked up to the door and pulled it open. Behind the door was a young girl with short hair. It appeared as if her hair hadnât been tidied up in a long time. Her haired swayed in wind as if it was a collection of dead branches. She had frostbite and snot on her face. I wouldnât have been able to identify her gender if not for her modest breasts. Her clothes were torn and tattered. Itâs still very cold at night in spite of it being spring. Thereâs no way you could shield yourself from the cold with a single layer of clothing and a thin cloak. She looked at me with arms folded and body quivering. She was so cold that her lips were purple, âHello⊠Hello⊠Is⊠Is this Lord Veiryaâs home?â
I nodded, and then made way, âSince you are here to see Lord Veirya, come on in.â
âThank you! Thank you!â
She gratefully nodded, and then entered the house with small steps. Thatâs when I noticed that while her shoes were tattered; there was still half of the military emblem remaining. She must be a warrior like Veirya.
Leah was frightened when she saw her. After all, she doesnât look as though sheâs a human from her appearance. To put it into perspective, Leah probably reacted the same way we humans do when we see demons. Veirya looked at her for a moment then looked away.
âLord Veirya, she is here for you.â
âI donât know her.â
I froze up, because of her response. Veirya didnât seem as though she intended to say much to this girl.
âI wonder why Veirya doesnât know anybody⊠â
The girl obviously froze up. I walked up to Veirya and whispered, âShe appears to be a warrior, doesnât she? Didnât you fight together in the past?â
âThe people are fought alongside with are basically all dead.â
After saying that in a most calm fashion, she added, âI might know her, but I donât remember faces.â
âI beg you, Lord Veirya!! I beg you, please let me work here⊠I have not had money to buy food in days. I cannot find work, so I have resorted to seeking you out. I beg you⊠Do you still remember the small team that assisted you at the Battle of Somme? I was part of that small team. Please, please help me out of consideration of that time.â
âI didnât ask for your help. Also, you were the ones that insisted on following me that time when I told you that Iâd be fine alone.â
The girl seemed to lose all of her energy. She prostrated herself on the ground and cried, giving Leah a fright, which nearly led to her jumping off her chair and running away. I pulled Leah behind m,e and then looked at Veirya.
Veirya didnât deny what the girl did. Actually, it seemed that she somewhat disliked this clingy girl. She stood up, âI donât care whether you keep her or not. You be responsible.â
She figuratively threw me the girl without any hesitation, which caused me to freeze. Leah hid behind me and ate her food in her bowl, as she was afraid that her food would be stolen from her. The only person whoâd be protecting their food in this kind of situation would be Leah. She looked at the girl and softly said, âPapa, is she a famine victim, too? We might not be able to help a group, but can we not help her alone, either? Canât we treat her to a meal?â
I shook my head, and then whispered in her ear, âOne meal wonât solve the problem. After one meal, there are still all the meals afterwards. We arenât royalty. If we feed somebody for free, that will only lead to more people coming here to eat for free.â
I stood next to the dinner table and looked at the girl in front. I pulled her up, âWe arenât a housing department. We arenât responsible for taking in wanderers. However, if you can work for us, I can provide you with a job.â
She wiped her face rather aggressively. She looked at me with her face still covered in black marks, snot and tears. In a loud voice, she replied, âSure. Sure. I can. I can work. I used to be a Gold Level adventurer. I can fight!â
I lowered my head to ask Veirya, âWhat sort of standard is a Gold Level adventurer?â
Veirya thought about it for a moment before replying, âRoughly⊠Mm⊠MmâŠâ
Veirya, who was an individual of few words, seemed to struggle to explain it to me. Thatâs when Leah softly said, âPapa, a Gold Level adventurer is very skilled. One of my elder sisters was killed by a Gold Level adventurerâŠâ
I looked at the girl with doubt.
âIf sheâs a Gold Level adventurer, how did she end up in this state? Â If she was somebody who was strong enough to kill one of the Demon Kingâs heirs, she canât be an ordinary soldier no matter how you look at it.â
She bitterly pursed her lips when she looked at me. She explained, âI⊠Iâm illiterate⊠and I donât know anything⊠After the war came to an end⊠I couldnât find work⊠I sold my armour⊠my weapons, and then had no choice but to head north, in hopes of finding Lord VeiryaâŠÂ There are lots of other unemployed adventurers like myself⊠Girls prostituted themselves⊠Many⊠didnât make it through winter⊠We⊠We had won the war⊠We had already oneâŠâ
âDidnât Her Majesty have any arrangements for you adventurers?â
I looked at the woman in front of me feeling considerably puzzled. Usually, the adventurers should receive appropriate compensation and whatnot. Theyâre all soldiers that can kill. Theyâre strong and brave soldiers when they combatted the demon race, but once the demon race was through, their combat prowess will become a malignant tumour for this society due to the nature of the society, unless somebody helps them settle down.
âWhy? Why did Her Majesty neglect this? Veirya was the only warrior that you could say had arrangements to help her settle down. â
âNo⊠Her Majesty did not bother with us⊠Some⊠were arrested by the military and killedâŠâ
By the sounds of it, the Queen has begun to deal with them. She plans to let them die themselves while eliminating those who canât restrain themselves.
âThis way of dealing with them surely has to be a little too viciousâŠâ
The warriors couldnât find work and are killed if they appear discontent in the slightest. Soon enough, there will only be adventurers who arenât willing to mention the things of that era anymore, as well as dead adventurers.
âBut nonetheless, we have Veirya here; therefore, we donât need your protection. Letâs do this. If youâre willing to stay, youâll be in charge of some chores. Can you clean rooms, firewood, food, wash clothes and the such?â
âMe⊠do those jobs?â
She had fallen to this state, but she didnât look to willing when she heard my response. I frowned, âTake it or leave it. We donât run a refugee camp. If we take you in, other wanderers will come here. What, are we going to turn into a refugee camp?! You still think youâre a Gold Level adventurer? The war is over, understand? The Demon King is already dead. Youâre no longer adventurers. Youâre now just wandering unemployed people! Iâm providing you with work, and yet youâre complaining about it?â
She speedily nodded in a flustered manner, âNo, no, no⊠Iâll do it. Iâll do it⊠Iâll start tomorrowâŠâ
I nodded, âGo to the kitchen and heat up some water to clean yourself up. I will tell you what places you will need to clean and tidy tomorrow onwards.â
âGo to the kitchen and have some of the food there.â
Veirya immediately stood up and exclaimed, âNo touching the food!â
âI donât mind, then.â