I Was Reincarnated As An Instructor In An R18 Game... - Chapter 42

It was around 3pm, three days after we left the capital.

In the distance, we could see the city’s defensive walls.

People and carriages could be seen sporadically around us.

Without being attacked by thieves or encountering any monsters, we arrived safely.

I was sitting beside Satur, who was the coachman, as a substitute.

With sparkling eyes, Erika spoke as she popped her head out from the cargo area, between Satur and me.

Although Erika was the daughter of a Count, she apparently wasn’t allowed to leave the capital much.

Therefore, almost everything she saw outside the capital must have been rare to her.

“Is that Santoni?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s more rundown than I expected…”

“That’s just how it looks.”

Some parts are newly rebuilt, while others seem scorched, possibly due to magic.

It’s natural that Erika, seeing it for the first time, finds it shabby.

However, despite its shabby appearance, the inner structure of the walls has been renovated and reinforced with iron, making it quite a remarkable construction.

Santoni is not the kind of city that can be easily defeated.

One of Santoni’s features is the desire to preserve old things whenever possible.

In order to preserve the old, they incorporate new elements, resulting in functionality that differs from its appearance.

While explaining this to Erika, Satur looks at me with surprise with only her eyes and says.

“You really are knowledgeable, Instructor. Have you been here before?”

“…During the war.”

“I see.”

Satur nodded as if satisfied with my answer and looked ahead.

Erika tilted her head slightly and looked at me with a puzzled expression.

She was probably wondering why I didn’t answer immediately and instead pretended to think.

It’s true I went through Santoni during the war, but the specifics come from my gaming experience as an adventurer.

The plotline mainly revolves around the royal capital, but if it’s anywhere else, it’s my time to shine.

–

Once the soldiers had finished questioning us at the gate, we were able to enter Santoni around 5 PM.

When we got closer, we were surprised to see how many carriages were lined up, which delayed our entry.

I gave instructions while heading towards the inn, where we rested the carriage and horses and secured a room.

As the five of us stepped outside the inn, Erika seemed to enjoy looking at all sorts of things.

There were wooden houses lined up, and some stone houses had roofs that were clearly old, among other things.

Most notably, red and blue colors were commonly used throughout the town of Santoni.

I’ve seen the town’s layout from the walls a few times, and the roofs painted with lots of red and blue colors were quite beautiful.

“Erika, sorry to ask right after we’ve arrived, but… there’s somewhere I want to go.”

“I’ll leave it to you. I understand it’s for the songstresses, but I can’t predict how things will unfold.”

Erika nodded with a smile that seemed to suggest she was about to say something, and continued, “Especially if it’s you…”

When I looked at the three girls, each of them smiled and nodded, so we began to take action.

While walking, I lightly explained the townscape to Erika beside me and then talked about our destination.

“To put it simply, Santoni is like a maze.”

“…A maze, really?”

“Yeah, for example, you probably noticed how often red and blue are used, right?”

“Yes, that’s true…”

“If you look closely, don’t you think there are only those two colors?”

“…Eh?”

Erika stopped and looked around, while the three girls laughed, probably recognizing Erika’s reaction.

A phenomenon that wouldn’t occur with other colors happens here in Santoni.

Erika muttered, tilting her head, “Is this the place we passed earlier?”

Yes, it’s an optical illusion.

Santoni deliberately uses colors to create the same effect that occurs in cities with similar buildings.

There is a proper reason for this.

This is to give them an advantage when enemies invade or a civil war happens.

That’s why the soldiers train throughout the city for a short period of time.

They train their bodies to not make judgments based solely on what they see.

I took Erika’s hand and continued explaining as we started walking.

“It’s not just the colors; the streets are a maze too.”

“The streets as well?”

“The correct way to describe it is like a maze… Also, the road we’re walking on, it looks straight, but it’s slightly curved.”

“Eh… but it looks straight to me?”

“The streets here aren’t as wide as in the royal capital. Look, you can see the path turning ahead, right?”

“Yes…”

Minty, smiling happily, tapped Erika’s shoulder and pointed toward a side street.

Erika tilted her head and looked in that direction, a question mark appearing above her head as she looked at Minty.

“Erika, didn’t you notice? Behind is also ‘the same’?”

“…Why? We’ve been walking straight, right? We haven’t turned!?”

“Calm down, Erika.”

I gently patted her head, took her hand, and began walking again.

The three girls laughed cheerfully at Erika’s confused expression, and I gave a wry smile.

“Individually, it might not have had such an effect, but in Santoni, the effects are cleverly combined, making it like a maze.”

“…Don’t the people living here get confused?”

“There are landmarks.”

“Landmarks… really?”

I whispered to Erika while subtly pointing to a certain spot.

Erika nodded after being whispered to and lowered her gaze while walking.

These landmarks go unnoticed by newcomers to the city because they don’t lower their gaze.

It’s a small flower, a tiny blue flower made from magical tools, blooming in the corner.

Erika gave a wry smile, looked at me, and said.

“I’m glad I didn’t come alone.”

“Haha, I’m a person who’s gotten lost before. I know how it feels.”

–

After walking for about 15 minutes, I stopped in front of a stone house.

If the address I researched is correct, she should be living here.

Her name is Freyr, a singer who will likely compete with three other songstresses candidates for first or second place in the future.

She was also the woman who had had the patronage of Baron Tegagusa.

Since I had meddled with the story, confirming her safety was a necessary.

When I knocked on the door, a beautiful voice responded, and the door opened.

Standing there was a woman with long crimson hair reaching her waist, and a slender figure.

She had a balanced figure, with br3asts about the size of a grapefruit, and a calm expression on her face.

…Was it just my imagination? I felt like I smelled something similar to Croana when the door opened.

Freyr tilted her head in confusion as she looked at us.

“Apologies, I’m Reid, the combat instructor from the Royal Academy in the capital.”

“…A combat instructor?”

“I teach the same year as Aurora, Winn, and Rain.”

“Theirs? …Could it be that Baron Tegagusa…!?”

“It’s okay, they’re safe. Can I explain?”

Freyr breathed a sigh of relief after hearing my words, and just as I was about to explain.

Suddenly, I felt a chill and a sense of dread run down my spine.

“Hey?”

The murderous aura from behind and a childlike voice, different from Erika and the others.

Slowly turning my gaze behind, I saw a young girl who resembled Croana standing there.

The girl smiled, her eyes devoid of light, her arms lightly spread to assume a combat stance.

With a smile on her face, the girl tilted her head and looked up at me, her words filled with killing intent.

“Hey, why do you smell like… Croana?”

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