['The World-building God' is moved to tears.]

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' wishes you good luck.]

['The Spoiler Inspector' declares that they will continue to watch you.]

['The Eyes that watch over the chaos of all things' will watch together.]

['The Critic who adjusts the balance' looks forward to the destruction of the original.]

['The Creative Business Manager' asks for a lot of billing in the future.]

['The Scales that Judges the Soul' is urging you to meet the most handsome man in the world.]

The encouragement from the gods was also warm.

Then I will go.

I took the stone out of my pocket and crushed it. A specially made transfer stone with coordinates designated to move to a specific place. It transcends space and transports my body.

I slowly opened my eyes as I felt the wind engulf my body.

Finally, I came out into the world where the original began.

The sky was clear above meandering mountain ranges that boasted dark green ridges.

The greenery, which continued down to the foot of the mountain, looked like a velvet carpet that had been spread on the floor.

Greenwall was a small town surrounded by mountains like a folding screen. Due to the geographical enclosure, there were hardly any visitors from outsiders except for the peddlers who came once a week.

But recently, there has been an unexpected change here.

The women who were doing the laundry by the well chattered.

A lot of priests and knights came this morning, right? I heard there was a very handsome young man among them, is that true?

I saw it. Are you talking about the silver-haired young man? It's the first time in all my life that I've seen such shiny silver hair. What about his faceUgh, I can't put into words how holy it was.

But why did they come? The denomination doesn't care about our village.

I know, right? They haven't even sent a new priest in 10 years. I wonder if the priest who ran away at night, because he didn't like the smell of pig dung, is doing well.

The sound of the clothespin resounded a little louder.

Uncle Paul said that there was a dungeon in the middle of the mountain? Could it be because of that?

Oh my, a dungeon? Really?

Then the adventurers will come to dig up resources now? The village will develop!

It was time for the happiness circuit to run wild, with no doubt that peace would continue as always.

Hmph! What happens if we develop? The church would extort us in the name of donations. After all, they are a denomination that is only after money!

An old man barged into the talk. He had a great sense of disparity mixed among the women, but his arms movements using the bat were skillful.

The chief is too much. The church was always like that, right? Don't get angry.

That's right.

By the way, why did you come out to do laundry today?

My wife strained her back while plowing the field yesterday, besides, I do laundry better than my wife anyway

I think that was enough appreciation of a peaceful rural laundry scenery. At this point, I stopped looking at the system map and approached them.

Hello. Can I ask you a question?

Oh my, what a surprise! An outsider?

It seems that adventurers are coming because rumors of a dungeon have spread!

Welcome to Greenwall!

Seeing the kindness of the people, I thought it would be easy to ask questions.

Where is the church in town?

Church? Go straight down the right road and you'll find it.

It's a brick building, so it's easy to see.

But the priest also ran away and there's no one there, it was not maintained at all, so it's more like an abandoned house.

Three women amicably shared their answers. The Village Chief Grandpa also helped with a word.

Now it's being used as a storage for junk.

That's why it didn't show up on the map.

It's possible to understand the piety of this village in one second seeing that the church was not functioning at all.

['The Creative Business Manager' says it's a niche market.]

['The World-building God' eyes shine with anticipation.]

Thank you for letting me know. It's not a big deal, but I'll give this to you.

I took out a small potion bottle from the satchel bag and gave it to the women.

What is this?

It is a moisturizing potion that keeps the hands of the sisters beautiful and plump. Be sure to apply it after washing dishes and doing laundry.

Oh my, is this the beauty potion we've only heard of?

Oh my God, this is really good!

As the older sisters admired the potion, the Village Chief burst into a rage.

Why don't you give me one! Please give me one too! I'll bring it to my wife!

I guess he's a loyal husband?

Yes, yes. Here it is. Please use it well and look for additional purchases at the 'Rodel' Potion Shop. Then I will go my way.

Wait a minute lass!

Chief Grandpa caught me in a hurry. I wondered if he was going to ask for more samples, but he wasn't.

The village chief rummaged through his arms and held something warm in my hand.

You don't have this in your house, do you?

Well, it's been a long time since an outsider has come. I have nothing to give you but eat this. My wife cooked it for me.

The softly ripe potatoes had a fragrant smell.

Thank you.

What. It's nothing, Lass.

The favor must be repaid.

Sisters, Grandpa, it would be better to finish the laundry quickly today. It will be dangerous for a while.

What? Lass, what does that mean

I smiled and turned back.

Walking along the road taught by the villagers, I ate potatoes little by little. By the time the potatoes had all disappeared into my stomach, I arrived at a building believed to be the church.

The wall was torn down and the ceiling collapsed to the extent that the wooden beams could be seen bare. There was not even a cross, the symbol of the church.