A super traveler in a peaceful world

Under the condition that An Luo provided food and accommodation, Irena's delayed travel progress quickly returned to its original schedule because she did not need to stay in the city to make money... just by the way. Falling in love with An Luo, a man who rubs against the broom.

...Suddenly there was no one around, and I always felt empty... An Luo glanced around him and couldn't help but feel a little lonely for no reason.

His words made Irena next to her frown: Are you saying that I am not a human being? Or are you saying that I am not a human being if I am older than thirteen years old?

Why do you always like to misinterpret what I mean? I just mean that there is no one 'next to' you when you sit on your lap.

An Luo shook his head and sighed depressedly. Although it was indeed worthwhile to be happy to regain his freedom, the lack of warmth also prevented him from getting out of this melancholy for a long time.

Although it is okay for him to travel alone now, no matter how he travels alone, sometimes he will be a little lonely. That's why he chose Irena, a girl who is like-minded in all aspects... Although there is Even when everything agrees, there will be conflicts.

...Speaking of which, how long are you going to sit on my broom? You've left that country for five days, and they can't catch up no matter what, so why are you still sitting on my broom?

Irena, who was sitting sideways on the broom in the same posture as An Luo, did not dwell on the problem anymore. She just glanced at him and felt that he seemed to be completely trying to ride on the broom, but at the same time he was lazy and didn't want to make any effort. Very dissatisfied, he couldn't help but glared at it: Why don't you hurry up and fly by yourself?

Don't say such outlandish words. It's nothing if we just sit together. I won't harass you.

What nonsense are you talking about with such a serious face? If you were honest, I would be more willing to believe that corpses don't eat people.

The girl rolled her eyes at him with disbelief, but when she saw that he was indifferent and completely ignored her gaze attack, she couldn't help but lowered her head and sighed, as if she didn't want to talk to him anymore, and An Luo naturally didn't ask for trouble if she didn't speak. He didn't say anything else, he just looked around and admired the pastoral scenery of this other world with a relaxed and happy mood.

However... the scenery nearby is nothing except the blue sky above and the plains on the ground.

And just when Irena began to feel a little dissatisfied with the heat of the sun after flying for a long time on the plain that was full of weeds and scattered wild flowers, they unexpectedly discovered that not far away, There is a figure isolated on the grass in the center of the plain.

Observing carefully, the man seemed to be still waving his hands towards them, as if hoping that they would pass by.

Um...mushroom man?

Looking at the blond mushroom-headed boy in the distance, An Luo couldn't help but think of the vegetative person he had met not long ago, and unconsciously combined the two sides. Irena couldn't help but poke his abdomen with her elbow. He corrected with a speechless face: Although it does look like a nasty mushroom, he is just an ordinary person!

Just kidding.

Anyway, let's go over and take a look.

I happened to be traveling according to the map but accidentally lost my direction on this plain, so I was going to ask someone for directions. Seeing that the person didn't look like a bad person, Irena immediately adjusted the direction of the broom and flew there. go.

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The mushroom-headed boy holding a glass bottle full of mist in his hand called himself Emile. He claimed that he was collecting happiness, turning people or animals into moments of happiness, and turning emotions into magic power in the bottle. Both people who heard this said they were shaking their hands at him. The bottle inside aroused a lot of interest,

Collecting happiness...it seems quite interesting, although the essence is to use magic to copy the things in front of you, right? Well...can you take a look?

An Luo, who understood what it meant to turn happy emotions into the essence of magic, was very curious about what would happen after opening the bottle in the boy's arms, and couldn't help but subconsciously reach out to him.

No, no, no! This is what I collected for the girls I like! If I open it now, won't it all be in vain? And...

Emil glanced at Irena next to An Luo, who was also very curious about the bottle. He couldn't help but smile and wink at him: Aren't you two happy enough? You are traveling together like this, why do you need to look at it? Others’ happiness?”

Chapter 8: The Strongest in Shamelessness: The Choice between Copper and Gun

What Emil said with a wink made An Luo appreciate it very much and couldn't help but look at him. Little brother, you are very conversational! He looked like that, nodded with a natural smile, and patted the young man on the shoulder vigorously: Yeah~ that's right! I'm happy enough!

Hey! What are you admitting!? What kind of sexual harassment is this? You are so courageous!

Irena, whose face was slightly red, obviously understood Emil's words and directly hit An Luo's hand with the wand.

Oh, this must be a joke. After all, I have the right to choose.

Taking back the hand that was knocked on the young man's shoulder, An Luo shrugged and simply sat on the broom suspended behind him.

Hoho...it's so nostalgic...

Well, I said that four years ago.

...Do you want to know how powerful the top witch among magicians is?

Stop staring at me with such a scary look, put your wand away quickly. What I mean is actually just embarking on a journey with friends. This is a very happy thing, right? As he spoke, An Luo He patted the young man next to him on the shoulder again.

Ah, well, that's what I mean! Emil, who noticed that the atmosphere seemed a bit subtle, subconsciously laughed and agreed, which made Irena feel a little embarrassed, and sighed as if giving up: Forget it, then? Wouldn't it be great if you could find happiness with the person you like? Why do you have to collect them and put them in a bottle?

Because Nino has been very busy at work and has no time to come out, and her expression has always been melancholy, so I thought of collecting happiness so that she can see happiness even if she has no time to come out! Then she will also become happy!

Oh~ What a romantic way to show your goodwill. That Nino is the one you like.

Well, she's the girl who worked as a servant in my house a few years ago!

That's it...

Irena nodded in realization, but she didn't think too much. She still admired the other party's mobility and the courage to tell others frankly that she liked others. If it were her... she wouldn't always feel that I can be candid at this moment when I am afraid of being afraid at critical moments.

On the other hand, An Luo, who was standing next to him, had a look on his face that he couldn't complain about. He confirmed that this boy who looked a little stupid didn't actually look stupid, but... he was really stupid.

Because his behavior can basically be equated with ridicule to a certain extent.

After all, happy scenes are not funny movies. Showing happy scenes when others are unhappy is not a slap in the face, isn't it?

To put it more vividly, it is probably like going to a slum where there is no money to eat, deliberately holding a mobile phone to poor and hungry people, and watching the impact of others eating a big meal. This is a kind of psychotic behavior, and doing this Most of the people who work there just walk in and come out lying down.

..

Irena is still new to the world after all, so she didn't discover anything...

What didn't you find? Are you looking for trouble again?

An Luo's inexplicable sigh made Irena frown, as if she would fight with him if she disagreed.

No, just pretend I didn't say it. I'm more curious whether you will understand later.

So what exactly does that mean??

This half-said statement made Irena feel deeply unhappy, but she did not continue to delve deeper, hoping to rely on her clever mind to discover the problem.

But...while thinking about the conversation just now, Irena suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but sigh with nostalgia: Speaking of which, there were similar situations in the story books I read in the past.

Huh? Is there anyone out there who collects happiness like me?

It's different. The protagonist of the story collects beautiful scenery. Hmm~ I just remember that the magician husband traveled around the world for his bedridden wife and copied the beautiful scenery outside to bring home to share with his wife.

Oh! That wife must be very happy!

Well... I saw it so long ago that I forgot about it.

Irena recalled it for a while, but she couldn't remember the ending of the story. An Luo couldn't help but complained: Is this some kind of dark fairy tale?

Dark fairy tale? Why are fairy tales dark? Irena tilted her head slightly and asked in confusion.

....No, actually I just want to complain. That husband is really too much. His wife is sick and bedridden, but he doesn't stay with her. He even travels around. An Luo pointedly said, spreading his hands, but Emil went there and didn't notice his hint, but retorted very dissatisfied with his statement: How could it be! Collecting beautiful scenery itself is very hard! And the wife must have cheered up after seeing the beautiful scenery, and then she was cured You will be cured of your illness and live a long life!”

...If the wife has a curable disease, then the magician can wait until his wife recovers before traveling? There is no need to do such unnecessary things, right? So the ending of your hypothesis must be Incorrect.

Although the act of collecting beautiful scenery is very mindless... After analyzing the background of the story, An Luo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this boy, like the magician, does things without thinking.

But Emil still insisted on his opinion: The spirit is better! The disease can definitely be overcome! Really! Can big brother stop saying such outrageous things!

Yes, An Luo always does something very excessive. Irena, who suddenly thought of something, immediately seized the opportunity and was filled with righteous indignation, pretending to be educational. Strictly asked him to apologize: Hey, apologize to people quickly.

No... Big brother? Er, how old are you? Being called big brother by Emil made An Luo uncomfortable and couldn't help but ask.

You're sixteen, what's wrong?

An Luo! Do you want to change the subject?

No, no... I just think this little brother is a little anxious. An Luo smiled and didn't care. He pointed to the sun above his head without mentioning the previous story, and really started to change the subject: By the way, we are almost on our way, right? If we don't leave quickly, we won't be able to reach the new country at night, and we will have to spend the night in this plain.

By the way! It's rare to meet people from outside here. My village is just ahead. The witch's elder sister and the evil-minded elder brother should go to my house for lunch together! Nino's cooking is delicious. !”

Emil, who was still staring at An Luo with hostile eyes, suddenly acted like a child who wanted to show off something, and wanted to invite them to his home with a bright smile.

Although the two of them had just had breakfast and wanted to refuse,... because of the warm invitation from the other party, and An Luo also wondered what the girl who was a servant would look like when receiving such a gift, and whether she would dump him. Although there was some expectation of a slap, I still followed it.

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An Luo, who continued to sit on Irena's broom, looked at the young man lying on his broom with a beautiful flying posture. He couldn't help but be a little confused whether he was lying on the broom and raising his butt like this, or whether he was worried. While rubbing the bottom... Emil suddenly showed a joyful smile and pointed forward.

——That's my village!

The two of them looked subconsciously and saw that there was indeed a certain group of buildings not far ahead.

There are about dozens of buildings. Houses built with stone below, wood above, and adobe are scattered within a certain area. There are many fields and wells next to the buildings, and there are only a few purely wooden windmills. There are quite a few, and you can even see a few sheep grazing leisurely.

What a peaceful village. When landing, Irena, who had been looking at the generally pastoral village, unconsciously expressed her inner evaluation, and An Luo also took over the words reflexively: Well, it's very Suitable for retirement.”

...The term retirement care always feels a bit like a compliment... The expression on Emil's face was very subtle. He didn't seem to like the term retirement care, but he quickly shook his head. Pointing to a house not far away that was obviously larger and more luxurious than the other houses: That's my home.

You can tell he's rich at first sight. Of course, compared to this village... An Luo didn't say the second half of the sentence. After all, this house would be inconspicuous if it were placed in the city.

But Emil didn't know what he was thinking. He just smiled like a normal child when he was praised: Because he is the village chief!

Hey~ Irena was a little surprised.

The witch's big sister's reaction was suddenly so cold...

Should I be shocked? Irena pondered for a moment in confusion, then crossed her hands on her chest with an exaggerated expression and exclaimed like a money-worshiping woman: Wow~ That's amazing! Your family is so rich. Yeah~!”

Uh... I feel like you two... really match each other...

Emil, who always felt like he was being ridiculed, couldn't help turning his face away and whispered what was in his heart, making Irena jump on the spot: ——Don't be kidding! This guy's character is darker than mine. too much!!

...Have you admitted that you have a bad personality? Sure enough...you all have some... subtle traits in your personality.

Irena, you see that others say you have a bad personality, why don't you correct it quickly?

You too!

...Well, just like this...it always feels like an inexplicable fit.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be quarreling, Emil subconsciously added in a low voice, causing both of them to look at him subconsciously, causing him to sneer and immediately walk in front: Compared to this, hurry up with me. bring it on.

Although both of them had a lot to say to each other, it was inappropriate to always quarrel, especially when strangers were around, so they finally put aside their conflicts for the time being and followed the hospitable young man to his home. Be a guest.

...

The so-called village chief cannot be called a real rich man. The house is relatively big and there is nothing special about it. The interior furnishings are also nothing special except for the murals which are pretty good. I don’t know if they are the work of a famous artist or not. what happened.

You're welcome, feel free to sit down~

Emil, who led the two of them to the living room, turned around in a good mood with a smile, and then went into the house to find his maid.

However, An Luo was the first to notice the footsteps behind him, and subconsciously turned around and immediately noticed a black-haired girl.

ah......

The moment Yu Anluo met her eyes, the girl let out a small exclamation like a frightened bird. She didn't know what she was afraid of, but she nodded slightly but did not make a sound.

This girl wearing a headscarf is wearing an old-fashioned European maid outfit. Her medium-length black hair and dark brown pupils are basically the same color as An Luo. Her long slanted bangs cover half of her eyes.

Although she looked very plain without any dressing up, her facial features were unexpectedly exquisite and were not affected too much by the clothes. This also gave An Luo some understanding of why Emil was so obsessed with the servants at home.

It's really rare. Are you from the East like me? Or are you from Dongfang City, a nearby country that combines East and West?

It is rare in this world to meet someone with the same hair color and eye color, which made An Luo feel somewhat close to him. Irena looked at him suddenly and said in surprise: ——Aren't you from a different continent? ?”

Wait! Irena! An Luo put his hand on Irena's back, pulled her to the corner and whispered in a low voice: I am indeed from a different continent, but not everyone here knows that. Something about a different continent? So, in order to avoid being treated like a monkey and asking questions, I have to pretend to be from the East.

Oh...I see, it does make sense.

——Huh?! Is Big Brother from a different continent? I always thought I was from the East like Nino?!

Put this question aside for now, Nino...right? Are you coming here from the East to work?

An Luo, who forcibly ignored the problem of this foreign continent, looked at the girl who was said to be Nino again after letting go of Irena. He always felt that it was unnatural no matter how he looked at her.

After all, if she really came from the east of this world, then this girl should have gone through a very long journey, but... After such a long journey, she came to work in the countryside? ? Nothing is normal, right?

...that, that...

The girl who seemed to be afraid of other people's eyes looked very panicked when facing An Luo's curious eyes, or she felt it was difficult to speak, so she hesitated for a long time and failed to give a correct answer.

This made Emil explain on her behalf at the right time: Nino was picked up by my father from the Eastern countries.

I see, is that why you work here?

Yes, yes...the village chief treats me well...

Nino nodded slightly, her head lowered, her expression gloomy as if covered with a layer of misery, and her words were almost like reciting lines without any real emotion.

That's it...

Nino, who was obviously not good at talking to people, lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, making An Luo understand that it was not an easy thing to chat with someone with the same hair color on this continent.