798 796 Now a distant, warm memory. (1/2)

I saw it! Maybe that's Castle!

The day after the Dragon Man was handed over to the Guild. We started knocking early in the morning.

I thought the treatment of the Dragon Man would be rubbed, but Gilmus and Submas were happy to receive it. Looks like he liked it a lot.

Moreover, it seemed that it could be used as a restraint against the dragon people, which has grown significantly recently. Well, you can leave that to the Alliance.

And the evening after we left.

In our sight, we were beginning to see our destination.

Staring at the back of the flying cow.

Surrounded by the wreckage of a run-down wooden fence, this is another place lined with run-down buildings. But there are no signs of people.

In the first place, it was abnormal to not see one of the lights even in the evening. I wonder if there are any people left.

An illegal village that could not stand the anti-magic offensive and was abandoned. One of them is right under the nose.

(That's Castel....)

”... do you remember anything?

-Yeah.

I see.

Fran shakes his neck with a face that doesn't come with a pin.

Well, it was five years ago, and you've never seen the village from this angle. I couldn't help but remember.

Let's go down.

”N. Ursi”

”On!”

Following Fran's instructions, Ursi descends onto the village square.

The houses were destroyed, and grass grew all over the ground. Long weeds pop out of the cobblestone gap in the square where we are.

It was certain that no one had gained access to it for years. Is the lack of moss in the grass due to the colorful climate?

……

Fran looks around the square silently.

At dusk, the square of grasshoppers.

It used to be a place to rest, where people laughed endlessly.

Now I could hear only the sound of the bugs and the faint sound of the leaves rubbing together by the wind.

”... here”

Fran?

”Here... I know... I feel...”

Fran walks slowly. That way is one of the entrances to the square.

Are you sure you know?

It must have been totally different when Fran was here. If only this had changed, there would be no shadow.

However, Fran began to walk faster and faster. I'm sure he's walking with some certainty.

Is there an atmosphere that only the people who lived there know? Or is that a hunch?